Chapter 70

It falls into a dead silence.

The fighter jet hovers, only the sound of waves hitting the shore echoing between heaven and earth.

The silver-haired man's eyes are somewhat nostalgic as he raises the Shi Zhongjian and gazes at it for a long time.

The sword body is incredibly holy under the moonlight.

It is the Sword of the King,

And also a holy sword!

Ancient and vicissitudinous, having gone through countless magnificent battles, the sword body has long been damaged.

Yet it is still willing to gallop on the battlefield.

He sighs somewhat dejectedly: "Although it looks very similar, it is ultimately not Lia's."

People prick up their ears to listen.

Lia?

That King Arthur from the parallel world?

Why is this tone filled with a wisp of guilt amidst the regret?

Merlin, what did you do to Artoria that you feel sorry for?

Everyone's gossip fire burns fiercely, and the blonde female reporter's eyes light up.

Damn.

Big news!

She wants to take the microphone and go over to ask, but the pilot is panicked, trembling all over, his hands and feet cold, and he directly puts the fighter jet on autopilot.

Before anything happens, he suddenly pounces on the female reporter and presses her down tightly.

Feeling his companion struggling, the pilot is on the verge of tears!

Big sister...

Stop making trouble, stop making trouble.

If you gossip about the big boss's little secrets again, it will really cost lives!!

Suddenly.

"Since Merlin is leaving, how should he deal with this Shi Zhongjian..."

Someone scratches their head, realizing a rather serious problem.

Contemporary netizens laugh directly.

Don't understand such a simple little problem?

They tap their keyboards with disdain: "Isn't this simple, of course it is... Huh?! Holy crap?!"

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Confused exclamations ring out all over the world.

Many people's hands freeze on their keyboards, staring blankly at the television.

No one could have imagined.

Merlin is actually smiling faintly.

The gentle voice rings through the television station, instantly resounding throughout the world.

"He who pulls out this sword shall be the Lord of Britain."

There is such a good thing?!

People of all countries are stunned, followed by a burst of ecstasy.

Who doesn't have a "protagonist dream"?

Pulling out the Shi Zhongjian can make you the king of a country, getting whatever you want.

And you can also master extraordinary power.

Isn't this super cool!

Many Earthlings raise the corners of their mouths, raising a kind of confidence, thinking that they have a good chance of pulling out the Shi Zhongjian.

In an instant.

Under the expectant gazes of people around the world, the silver-haired man throws the sword away casually.

It flies over the coastline,

It flies to a place further and further away.

The sword body grows larger and larger, finally turning into a giant sword like a skyscraper.

It inserts itself into the center of the city.

"Boom boom...!!"

Not a single person is injured or killed.

The deafening roar wakes up the people of all countries, raising rolling thick smoke.

Audience: Holy crap!!

Now everyone has a headache.

Everyone stares at the giant sword that stands tall, as if piercing into the clouds, their back teeth grinding in hatred for a moment, not knowing what to do.

Pull the sword?

Pull a club!

King Arthur, how the hell did you pull out this sword back then?!

Are you even human?!

Amidst the people's unbearable complaints, the Flower Magician Merlin smiles and quietly exits the stage.

His figure gradually fades away.

Finally, it turns into countless crystalline flower petals that drift in the sky, drifting into the distance.

People feel some regret, but also breathe a sigh of relief.

Pursuing change is human nature, and seeking peace in one corner is also human instinct.

The recent earth-shaking changes have been too shocking, and the rapid changes make people feel panicked, always wondering if the end of the world is coming?

This feeling reached its peak when Merlin descended.

There is a sense of panic that the dimensional wall has been broken.

But fortunately, everything is over...

It's over...

Warring States time and space.

A certain desolate borderland.

A large white dog comes stepping on the moonlight, indifferently overlooking the demons below, majestic and awe-inspiring.

"Sesshomaru, even if you are strong, you may not be able to kill all of us demons..."

A demon tries to bolster its courage, trembling as it stands out, its teeth chattering.

It's over, it's over...

How did we provoke this fierce star.

The large white dog is unconcerned, suddenly flying down to the ground.

Accompanied by a brilliant light, it turns into an indifferent man wearing a white kimono.

He has long silver-white hair, a crescent moon on his forehead, brilliant golden eyes, and two red demon patterns on his left and right cheeks, his whole body overflowing with an indescribable nobility.

At a glance, he is a beautiful, noble young master who is expressionless and taciturn.

In reality, he is the eldest son of the Western Dog Demon Toga, a naturally noble pure-blooded great demon.

"Get lost."

Sesshomaru says indifferently, turning and leaving under the bewildered gazes of the many demons.

"Crack—."

The sudden crisp sound instantly attracts the attention of the large dog, Sesshomaru glances at it, and freezes in place.

It is a pitch-black vortex.

That mysterious aura, as if it came from another world...

Strands of ancient, powerful, and high-spirited fighting spirit overflow from the black vortex.

Strong...