At this moment

"Boom!"

The whole world shook suddenly, followed by a fierce siren.

Shilang's expression became serious: "It's so fast to regroup! He invaded so quickly!"

Old Shan stepped aside, pointed to a high platform not far away, and said, "Go, Fujimaru Shiro! Not as the eternal king, but in the name of Fujimaru Shiro, leading us to take back our history!"

Shi Lang nodded and walked towards the high platform.

Wherever they passed, Dilumudo, Ku Churin, Hassan, Ramses II, Iskandar... the heroic spirits gave way.

Shilang climbed onto the high platform under everyone's gaze, and silently scanned the heroes under him.

Afterwards, he drew the sword in the stone that had already been realized: "Great people are not born to be great, but to be great because of their deeds. Heroes, great heroes, let those thieves who steal our history have insights and insights. We are great! Take our history back--!"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The heroes are boiling.

"The Eternal King! The Eternal King! The Eternal King——!!!"

Charlie the Lionheart shouted in the crowd.

The surrounding kings were dumbfounded and looked at Charlie the Lionheart like a fool.

Shi Lang was also dumbfounded, and said that he hadn't arranged this out.

But watching Charlie the Lionheart yelling hard, he couldn't help but smile.

As long as all people are united, history can be taken back!

"The Eternal King!"

"The Eternal King!"

Those heroic spirits who were helped by Shilang also shouted loudly.

The sound of shouting became more and more louder, and gradually formed a wave.

Like the sea, like the tide, the sound shook the world!

"...There are wailing, desires, and cries where this king passes, but there is no such sound. Holy King..." Iskandar smiled.

"What a shame." Ramses II closed his eyes.

"Is this the king who understands the human heart..." Altria Pendragon looked complicated, and then took out the book he had prepared and wrote it down as usual.

"Huh, miscellaneous repair..."

Shirou held up the sword in the stone and shouted loudly: "Fight for our history!"

"Fight for our history!"

"Fight for our history!"

Merlin looked gently at Shirou who held the sword high.

"How does it feel, Merlin?" Skaha asked Merlin, looking at him.

"There is a legend in Britain. In the valley of Avalon, the King of Eternity sleeps. When Britain survives, he will wake up."

Merlin smiled and said, "Now, the king of eternity has woken up!"

Chapter 52 Will, Belief, Pursuit... Chaos!

"Unexpectedly transform the secret realm Ternano into this appearance, these remnants of pan-human history do have some ability." In the headquarters of the empire, Lucius looked at the whole picture of Ternano transmitted by [Eye of the Emperor] , He couldn't help but frowned: "Moreover, there are thousands of heroic spirit reactions, as well as reactions from different worlds. Most of them are summoning heroic spirits from other parallel worlds."

"If you don't have a lot of skills, you can't repel Secretary Galahad." The Saint Pendragon pointed to the silent Iron Man.

"You can retreat safely. This is indeed good news, Morgan Leffey. However, if the constancy of the three-tiered fortress structure is not destroyed, you can attack at will. However, if the constancy is destroyed, you can't. Attack easily." Lucius touched his chin, his eyes flashing with thought.

"What's wrong with this? Isn't it fair? A bet on life and death can inspire the soldiers' blood." Uyf said excitedly.

Lucius looked at her helplessly and sighed with a headache.

"That..." Guiniweier, who was constrained in the camp, hesitated for a moment and asked: "Could it be that it is in a five-sided column, and the four columns in the south, east, north, and west will attract fire first, and the last one can go straight to Huanglong?"

"Huh. Stupid idea." Uyf laughed with his gun in his arms.

Lucius smiled: "Princess of Camland, please don't speak lightly."

The Saint Pendragon patted Guinevere’s shoulder and said, “Tirnano has a rejection of us. Although [Emperor Armor] can resolve this rejection, other armies will be affected by this rejection. Get out of rejection directly. You must enter Tirnano first and make a connection technique to resolve rejection reactions."

"I don't know about this... I'm extremely sorry." Guiniweier quickly apologized.

At this time, the light screen flickered, showing Age Zhiwen's posture: "[Hongqiao] will arrive at you soon. After [Hongqiao] arrives, you will be in five columns, invading from the south, east, north and west, and the last one Led by Galahad, they rushed to Huanglong and destroyed their intelligence center."

"Is the [Hongqiao] that makes the empire and pan-human history the same? With that thing, Tirnano's rejection reaction can indeed be resolved. It's just—"

Lucius glanced at Guinevere, who was hiding behind the Saint Apostle of Pendragon, and said to his heart that Aggiven coincided with the princess Camland, who was not in the world.

"We understand," Lucius nodded, and then asked, "Ager, don't you come down and lead us yourself? Bedwell..."

"Compared to the heroes and goblins of pan-human history, Lundinium is even more nervous. I have no time or energy to execute a stupid traitor. He has been poisoned by sinking and has lost constancy. After you win , It can be executed on the spot." Age Guiwen's face was indifferent.

"Don't you take it back for your majesty to judge?"

"You don't have to bother your Majesty for such a small matter. Since he betrayed the empire, he will bear the price."

Lucius nodded, saying that he was really worthy of Age Guiwen, and he didn't care about old feelings at all.

"Besides, I also sent you a helping hand. You can use her power, but if there is any change in her, she wants to do things that endanger the empire, you are not welcome, just execute it on the spot."

After speaking, Ager rule closed the connection.

"It's simple and neat, it's really good for Age's rules," Lucius said helplessly.

The Holy Apostle Pendragon grunted, while Uyf was wiping the Deaththorn Spear and ignored it.

"Cuckoo."

A white dove flew into the camp and jumped on Galahad's shoulder.

Uyf glanced sideways, the gun in his hand turned red, and he pierced straight towards the white dove. With a "knock", Galahad easily grasped it.

"Tsk!"