The Strongest Deduction of the Comprehensive Comics

The Ganges River in India - honored as the "Holy River" and "Mother of India" by the Indian people. Numerous myths and religious legends constitute the unique customs on both sides of the Ganges. The Ganges is the holy river of India, with a long history and strong folk customs and cultural features. Even after thousands of years of civilization, people on both sides of the Ganges still maintain the ancient customs. Many myths that have been handed down since ancient times have caused Indian people to have infinite nostalgia for the mother of the Ganges, and have left an indelible complex.

"However, these are all in the past." Liu Hanfeng looked at the Ganges 100 meters away with disdain. Plastic garbage is scattered all over the river, and industrial waste water makes the Ganges emit colorful brilliance in the sun. Floating corpses float by from time to time, which is completely an upgraded version of a stinking ditch.

Liu Hanfeng still can't understand the thinking of Indians. Obviously, the water source basically comes from the Ganges River, and he is desperately polluting the Ganges River. This is not the way to die.

Phew! Gently exhaled a smoke ring, threw the finished cigarette under his feet, stomped it out vigorously, and Liu Hanfeng walked towards the construction site ahead.

At this time, the ancient myth research group led by Professor Yongxin Yang came to a certain place in the Ganges Plain in India, and carried out archaeological activities with the permission of the Indian government. It is worth mentioning that Professor Yongxin relied on his rich tourism Experience kept the female members in Naples, and the men who led them to India, God knows what he encountered in his previous travels in India.

At this time, Professor Yongxin came over with a Luoyang shovel.

"Professor? What are you doing?" Liu Hanfeng looked at Professor Yongxin's behavior suspiciously. Although he was extremely suspicious of the professor's level of knowledge, he respected the professor's character in his heart. Most of the people in the group have the grace of knowing each other. Not every professor is willing to include the names of students who assist in a research report.

"The archaeological activities have come to a standstill, and everyone has fallen into a state of headless chickens." The professor sighed and said to Liu Hanfeng. A lot of manpower and material resources were spent for this event, and the personnel and funds are in trouble. If you don't dig out something, you can't cheat...you can't find someone to invest.

Liu Hanfeng looked confused, pointed at the Luoyang shovel handed over by the professor and said. "Then you? Why pass this to me?"

"Well, Xiao Liu, weren't you the first to dig out the ruins in Naples before! So, it's time to play your luck, I'm optimistic about you." The professor patted Liu Hanfeng on the shoulder solemnly and said.

Liu Hanfeng's head was full of black lines, he took the Luoyang shovel and shoveled it casually at his feet. "Professor, you have to believe in science, shouldn't you use an instrument at this time...?"

Liu Hanfeng stared at the ground in a daze, one with edges and corners, if a corner of a certain rock was exposed.

The professor was dumbfounded, he just wanted to tease the students and relax.

After half a sound.

"Everyone come over and dig for me!!!!" The professor shouted with red face.

Five hours later, the professor stared intently at the nearly 6,000 newly unearthed stone slabs with an average length, width, and height of 30 centimeters. Ask the excited 5 translators next door.

"How is it, the age, handwriting, and content have you confirmed anything?"

A gray-haired old translator said excitedly. "It's the Ramayana, and it's the original version of the Ramayana written by Anthill, which is the original version of the first chapter Childhood and the seventh chapter."

There are 7 chapters in the Ramayana, 2-5 were written by Anthill, of which 1 and 7 were added by later generations without authorization. The story of Rama who fell from hero to tyrant and persecuted his wife Sita.

"Hey hey hey hahaha, another discovery that shocked the world, I've booked the cover of Time magazine." The professor laughed maniacally.

Thousands of meters above the sky, Princia rode on the horse of the sun, looking down at the archaeological site below, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, showing a smile as bright as the sun.

On the same day, at 2 o'clock in the morning, 3,000 scholars of ancient mythology who rushed to the headquarters of the Greenwich Council of Sages from all over the United Kingdom brought various mythological materials collected in the Asia-Pacific region and fell into a frantic study. In the Diogenes Club, the old scholars with an average age of more than 110 years also held meetings all night with their old bones.

The two major academic organizations are frantically researching the newly discovered mythological genealogy. The mythological genealogy named "Dirac Myth" has just been passed through the spiritual vision by Princess Alice, the speaker of the council of sages.

Yamato, over Tokyo Bay, the full moon exudes soft brilliance, illuminating the earth.

Guinevere and Lancelot came here again.

The Magical Holy Grail and Guinevea's body slowly emerged, exuding an incomparably sacred aura, and the strong fluctuations of the earth's essence energy. Although the vitality dissipated and used a lot, it still retains the magic power equivalent to ten godslayers.

Relying on the power amplitude of the magic Holy Grail again, Genivia explored the leylines of the Far East and the location of the King of the End.

Lancelot looked at Genivia seriously. At this time, she had taken off the helmet she had worn for thousands of years, revealing her beautiful face underneath.

About seventeen or eighteen years old, with honey-colored lustrous hair. Tall and slender. The appearance is as delicate as an angel, and the dual model is clearer than anything. There is also a natural sense of transparency that does not match the bustling streets at night. It's like the cool wind blowing across the prairie, or the blue sky piercing through. Possesses the beauty of this atmosphere.

"Aizi, have you found it?" Lancelot's calm tone was mixed with a hint of excitement.

see. The place where the master fell asleep, where there was neither land nor sea, had indeed seen that place.

"Well, uncle, due to the confusion of the earth's veins caused by the unsealed birth of the god king, the breath of my lord has leaked out, and the exact location is already known. It turned out to be there! Master, the last king of the world! He was called the last king of the world in the past. Be the pioneer of Arthur of Artos!" Guinevea showed a brilliant smile, and the beautiful scenery at that moment completely overwhelmed the brilliance of the bright moon in the sky.

The corners of Lancelot's mouth slightly raised, and he summoned an ancient longbow. At the same time, he summoned the holy spear Excalibur reforged by Guinevea, and used it as a bow and arrow on the longbow.

"Then, there is only one earth goddess' life left."

On the Pacific Ocean in the distance, the wind howled, sweeping the sky and the world, a figure was wrapped by the wind and rolled towards Tokyo Bay.

It was the figure of a 'female'. A curvaceous, clothed female figure.

Chapter 100 He woke up

The storm was howling, and it swept from the distant Pacific Ocean to not far from Tokyo Bay in just a few tens of seconds, and it was still 3 kilometers away from where Lancelot was.

Lancelot let go. The holy spear Excalibur burst out with white flames wrapped around it, attacking the goddess with force.

The goddess was keenly aware of the crisis of life and death, and the divine power surged out explosively, forming countless holes on the sea surface, and the disappearing sea water gathered into countless water-blue sea snakes, forming overlapping snake barriers, trying to Blocking the offensive of the holy spear.

But it was useless, the holy spear Excalibur pierced through the barrier of the snake, and incidentally pierced through the body of the goddess.

The goddess spat out dazzling golden blood, her pupils constricted violently, and she lost her voice. "The Godly Sword of Salvation!!!"

"King of the Wind!!!" The mournful goddess wailed the title, turning into white sand and blowing away with the wind.

The magic holy grail glowed with a golden light as bright as the sun, and the goddess' vitality was transmitted into it through the holy gun Excalibur.

Guinevia looked at the overflowing magic chalice with ecstasy, and the body of the chalice was frosted, showing an intoxicated expression.

At this time, a whirlwind blew among the twinkling stars above Tokyo Bay.

The wind blowing from the gap between the stars changed its posture in front of Lancelot and Guinevere. Turned into a military god with a white cloth wrapped around his body and a red mask hiding his face.

Guinevia lifted the skirt of the black dress, raised it slightly, and performed a lady's salute. "Thank you for your hard work, Your Majesty the Wind King, you are worthy of being my lord's right-hand man. It took only half a year to capture the goddess Circe,"

The steel hero "King of the End" served by Genivia.

The King of Wind should be called the God of War who is his right and left hand. Rather than being subordinate to God or anything like that. Like Lancelot du Lac in the past, he also assists his comrades as a pillar of god. His level of martial prowess is comparable to that of the White Army God. It is the highest-ranking fighter and is also a hero.

In the past three years of hiding from the occasional incarnation of King Wuding to hunt, she spent nearly two years, and finally completed the summoning of the King of Wind in a state of hiding, and tried to make a comeback, but after several incarnations Under the pincer attack, he still ran away in a panic.

Half a year ago, Genivia accidentally discovered the whereabouts of the goddess Circe when she was avoiding hunting in Nanyang and looking for the trace of the King of the End.

As the daughter of the sea, Circe, the god of the witch, also possesses the nature of the goddess of the snake. Although she is a little weaker, but with the energy of the earth stored in the Holy Grail of magic, she can also play a role comparable to or even superior to the goddess of the earth. , so the King of Wind was sent to hunt it down.

Thinking about it now, it was a wise choice. At the last moment, the most critical part of resurrecting the King of the End was delivered.

"It's been 1,500 years, King of Wind, so it's time to wake up that lazy lord." Lancelot summoned Pegasus and stretched out his hand to Guinea.

Guinevere put his little hand on Lancelot's body lightly, and with all his strength, he sat on the Pegasus. The two of them rode the Pegasus together and looked at the King of Wind.

The King of Wind nodded silently, then looked up into the sky.

"Fight!" Lancelot shook the reins, and Tianma jumped up immediately, soaring towards the sky.

The King of Wind silently watched Lancelot and Guinevia rising rapidly, turning into a whirlwind and following closely behind.

higher than the clouds. A location above the atmosphere. Here is the super high sky known as the satellite orbit.