I, authentic, little sun

However, she didn't realize that because of this action, Zhengzong's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Thus, Athena, who returned to her maiden form, stayed up all night...

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Chapter 310 Chapter 58 The Black Prince

After that, Zhengzong began to travel all over the country, using his treasure and the connection with the gods to make the God of Disobedience descend from the myth to the world.

Thanks to this, the gods of Indian mythology can be described as miserable.

If it's just the spirit clothes of the sky, the divinity and power of the authentic usurper are enough to complete, but he still wants to try the ultimate goal, which is the spirit clothes of the gods.

Of course, after killing the gods, Zhengzong will also return to Lushan Mountain, and then live a shameless sexual life as a flavoring agent.

It is impossible for the outside world not to know about the frequent killing of gods and the top gods of the god king level.

With such a sharp record, the title of the strongest godslayer has gradually gained popularity.

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"The strongest god slayer... and I really don't match well."

Said Alexander Gaskeyne in the Cornish stronghold.

"No, it should be said that I don't have a very high affinity with the other group of fools."

The man's alias is Alec the Black Prince, and he is known as the speedy noble son, but he is actually a "demon king" who is familiar with legends and myths from all over the world.

Although he is not a magician who has received an elite education, he is also proficient in various spells.

Became a godslayer at the age of 16.

In the following four years, he competed with the Council of Sages, which is the top group of experts in the magic world, traveled to various parts of Europe to find mysterious treasures, and fought with magic societies all over the world.

Maybe it was during this period that he gradually cultivated his first-class magician ability every day.

Alec's killer steel is the speed—that is, the power named "Swift Light and Stone Fire" by the Council of Wise Men.

However, the number of magicians who can effectively support him is very rare, because no one can catch up with his speed.

So he always collects information by himself, lays traps, and goes to the front line to fight. It is easier for him to fight alone.

The Black Prince has a habit of going to taverns in various countries to drink.

As usual, the Black Prince who came to a new city for some reason ordered fine wine in the bar with his cronies and was about to drink it.

A very young Caucasian woman, about twelve or thirteen years old, came over here.

The other party was obviously of an age that shouldn't be in the tavern, but none of the other guests and waiters in the tavern accused her, and everyone ignored her as if she didn't exist here at all.

"That's the technique of 'invisibility', right? Except for us, it hides our figure from others." Said the confidant, the ice-faced man.

"Probably, this is the technique that some elves and witches are best at."

The Black Prince nodded, and continued to answer: "In short, it can't be the God of Disobedience. My physique didn't respond."

The girl walked towards Alec and the ice man who were exchanging glances.

"We met for the first time, and the "King", who is called the prince, came to pay a special visit today."

The girl in the white summer dress is very beautiful, exactly like a classical doll made by a famous craftsman.

Alec felt a sense of unreality unique to supernatural beings from this girl.

No matter how you look at it, you don't look like an ordinary person, and I'm afraid he's not an ordinary magician either.

Although it was just an intuition, I didn't feel that I would guess wrong.

"Let's make a long story short. Now is my private time. I have no interest in accompanying a suspicious guy like you."

Alec was a tall, thin, handsome man. Although he was not from aristocratic background, he was nicknamed "Prince" because of his natural style and magnificent attitude.

The man with the ice cube face also has a very outstanding appearance, with a dignified face that looks like a sculpture. He is taller than Lek, and his shoulders are strong and broad. Even if he wears a cheap and ill-fitting suit, he exudes a masculine look .

When the two of them sat side by side, they had been approached by women many times. It was commonplace to attract attention, but this little girl was obviously different from those guys.

It's so troublesome...

Yarek sighed silently in his heart.

Even if the other party is not a mortal, it still seems too small compared to the God of Disobedience, and it can't stimulate my curiosity at all.

The girl smiled and said straight to the point, "Prince, the reason why you came to this place is to confirm whether the military god associated with the Holy Grail on Crete is "Steel"?"

"Oh?"

Yarek's curiosity was stimulated by her, could it be that this passing girl saw through part of his purpose?

The ice man winked at Alek for a moment, asking if he needed to deal with it himself, but Alek shook his head.

"Interesting, why did you ask me about "Steel"?"

The Black Prince asked: "Although many people know that I am a seeker of the 'Holy Grail', almost no one knows that I am also very interested in the connection between the Holy Grail and the God of War."

After Alek became a godslayer, he went to find the "Holy Grail of Magic" in the second year.

At that time, a declaration of war was issued against the English magicians centered on the Council of Wise Men.

High-ranking magicians from all over Europe are either Alec's enemies or his companions, and they all go to England to start a big struggle—the battle for the Magic Holy Grail.

Anyone who is in the world of magic is almost aware of this big event.

"People who know that I am very interested in the symbiotic relationship between the Holy Grail and the God of War, there are only a small number of templar knights and a small number of witches...

You don't smell like iron, so you shouldn't be a knight, but you're not an ordinary person—you're the so-called "ancestor of the gods", right? "

The Black Prince has a sense of smell and taste that is different from ordinary people, as well as a calm and thorough rationality and intuition, maintaining a wonderfully balanced mind.

After logical thinking and intuitive analysis, the name "God Ancestor" came to mind.

"As expected of a person who is considered particularly wise among the godslayers, you can see through the truth from the greetings. I'm afraid this is something you have learned as you grew up..."

Regarding the girl's flattery, the Black Prince smiled irrefutably.

"Greetings? I don't think that when someone greets you, you don't even say your name."

Hearing this, the girl bowed slightly, "I'm sorry, my name is Genivia, please forgive me if I offend the king.

"No, I'm not going to get angry because of such a trivial matter." The Black Prince replied quite gentlemanly.

"That's it..." Genivia looked very happy, and she asked: "If you are so interested in Heroes of Steel and the Holy Grail, would you like to join me in finding the last king of this world..."

Chapter 311 Chapter 59 Genivia's Purpose

"Huh? The King of the End?" The Black Prince frowned and repeated subconsciously.

"Yes." Genivia's eyes were full of firm belief, and she persuaded Yarek as if she was looking for a like-minded partner.

"Prince, let me, Guinevia, find out the "Last King of this world", this is the sleeping last king, the most mysterious god of steel.

Finding the king will be the most difficult and dangerous journey, and constantly pursuing the answer to the mystery, this is the most suitable adventure for you, please be sure to walk with us! "

The last king of this world.

It was a name that could stimulate curiosity, but Alec still asked the question calmly.

"The last king to appear in this world...does it refer to King Arthur?"

The inscription on the king's tomb is "the king of the past and the future". The hero wakes up again from the eternal sleep, is he going to save the world or destroy it?

"Hehehe, you are indeed a prince, you are indeed a smart person."

Genivia smiled even more happily, because this means that if he joins forces, he doesn't have to worry about the other party's belligerence and causing catastrophe.

In fact, she had no choice but to win over the Godslayer. After all, the current strongest Godslayer—the Sun King—is really too powerful.

If the other party doesn't want him to wake up the King of the End, then relying on the patron saint alone may not be able to stop him.

"I only noticed this in the process of exploring the Holy Grail in the past few years." Black Prince Yarek uttered the assumption in his heart for the first time.

"From the eleventh century to the fourteenth century in medieval Europe, there were people who secretly believed that King Arthur had become a "god" and widely spread the myth...

The core characters are you, the women who were the Earth Mother Goddess Priestess in ancient times. "

Alek looked at Guinevea with sharp eyes, "I don't know if they are using them, or they acted spontaneously...

The Knights Templar and its mother body, the Zion Order and the Cistercian Order, should also have a great relationship with the formation of this "myth"...how, how many hits is my guess?"

"I don't know, how should I answer you?"

But Guinevere answered easily with an innocent and bright smile.

"After all, it's not even 100 years since I completed my reincarnation. It's hard for me to grasp what happened before I was born."

With a cute smile and a sweet singing voice, Alec snorted disdainfully. He hated elusive guys.

"My hope is to revive the 'Last King', and I will spare no effort and wealth for this purpose."

At this time, Genivia once again said surprisingly, "That's right, even if the reward is the Holy Grail of Magic."

"What did you say?"

The Black Prince's eyes widened immediately. He had been looking for the Holy Grail of magic not long after he became a godslayer, and now the god ancestor actually told him that she had this treasure in her hands.

The light shone behind Guinevea.

At some point, a container appeared behind her, taller than a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl.

The shape of the container is close to that of a "cup" or a "bottle", and it emits a shining light, and an amazing magic power resides inside.

Seeing the magic power pouring out from the opening of the container, even the godslayer couldn't help but marvel in disbelief.

How could the mana in the cup be so huge?

You know, this container is emitting a spell power equivalent to the total spell power of dozens of Godslayers.

This is nothing more than overflowing and falling spell power. It's hard to imagine how amazing the magic power is in the holy grail!

"The Holy Grail of Magic..."

The Black Prince stared blankly at this scene, until the holy relic that suddenly appeared disappeared in an instant just like when it suddenly appeared, and after the shining light disappeared, only the young "God Ancestor" remained.

Just when Alec was thinking about how to get the Holy Grail of magic, he only heard Genivea say so.

"Prince—Lord Alec, if you can cooperate with me, Guinevia, the Lingbao just now will be yours."

"What?!" Alek was stunned in surprise, his expression seemed to be asking, are you willing to let go of such a treasure?

Regarding this, Genivia smiled slightly, "As I said just now, I am a woman who does not spare money.

Even the famous Holy Grail, as long as it is to find the King of the End, I can happily offer it—"

In this way... he should be able to win over an ally, right?

Genivia thought so, but unfortunately she forgot that the godslayers are a group of awkward and willful guys.

"Since you know whose hands it is, why do you have to obey the other party's request?"

Alec narrowed his eyes and answered in a bandit-like tone.

"Do you think I'll bow my head and beg for you? Are you kidding me? If it's a treasure I want to seize, I won't give up a little hesitation, because I just need to snatch it from the original owner! "

The Black Prince let out a provocative sneer, assuming that the holder of the Holy Grail is an ordinary person who has no power and no sin.

He might have some scruples, and would not make such a straightforward move, but would find a way to exchange gold, silver, treasures or territory, but that was a special case.

Facing the existence of the other world, he didn't have such a good temper.

Isn't it natural to give protection to the king!

Thinking of this, Alec slowly approached the god ancestor calmly.

"I really didn't expect the guy who holds this secret treasure to show it so ostentatiously... Let me thank you first. Thanks to you, I can fulfill my long-cherished wish for many years!"

At the same time as the words fell, the Black Prince unleashed half of his divine speed.