Chapter 354: Advent to the Pure Land (1)

Chapter 354 is on the Pure Land (1)
This tower is not like the research institute of Arthurs that Arthur had seen before. It has no stairs, and it is a vast space after entering. The pits in the center of the tower are showing a huge magical increase.
Arthur wondered what this was for -
The Knights of Heaven took their medals and stood at the corners of the Magic Array. They found a specific pit and inlaid their medals.
"I, the Knight of the Northern Knights, Lyon Dickens, admitted that Arthur d Pantolacken is the new king of the Pantorakken Kingdom and is absolutely loyal to him!"
"I, the Knight of the Western Knights, Eunice, recognizes the identity of Arthur D. Pantoraken and is absolutely loyal to him!"
"I, Knights Hall of the Knights of the South Heaven, here acknowledge the throne of Arthur d Pantoraken, willing to be loyal to death!"
"I, the Knights of the East Heaven Knights, Palin Lor, hereby acknowledge that Arthur d Pantorakak is the king of this country, willing to go to the king for fire and death!"
"Now the king opens the round table system. May the king find [eternal] in the pure land of Avalon." The four heavenly knights are unanimous.
"The voiceprint was passed." A low voice replied. The voice seemed to be some sort of artificial intelligence that came from every corner of the building and couldn't tell the direction.
"Now open the round table system. Start the countdown, ten -"
The surrounding environment is trembled fiercely, and there seems to be a much larger machine at the bottom of the ground.
"Nine, eight, seven -"
The magical increase array is changing in rotation. It turns out that it is not an increase in amplitude. It is also a kind of machine. Numerous stone bricks on the ground move in the original pits, rearrange the order, and finally the blocks rise to form a step-like structure. The center of the cylinder began to emit some kind of light!
"Three, two, one! Start!"
All the light converges in an instant, concentrated on the cylinder. A mirror-like portal appears in the huge stone pillars, and the excess light of the magic stirs on the mirror!
"Let's go," Lyon Dickens urged. "Be careful. You will find that there is not a beautiful and pleasant place."
Arthur walked up the stone steps step by step with doubts. He walked up the stone pillar and wondered before entering the portal.
"What are we going to find in this?" Arthur asked, he didn't want to run wild in a strange world.
"Reassure, you don't have to take the initiative to find it, that thing will come to your door." Lyon Dickens smiled. "Good luck."
Arthur turned to look at Greenville, the girl shrugged at him, and she shrugged her shoulders very similarly to her father. Arthur turned helplessly into the portal.
A mysterious portal, opened in a frame made up of two trees.
The knight and the girl came out of the portal. As soon as Arthur came out, he looked around and wanted to master the situation in this world.
This is a misty forest. These tall, lush trees are covered with golden apples, and even the leaves are golden.
"Golden Apple Tree?" Greenville also looked at the trees in a daze. "Here isn't this the ancient Celtic's [Avalon Pure Land]?"
It is very similar to the [Elysian Pure Land] of the elves, and the legend of [Avalon Pure Land] is also a sanctuary that allows the inhabitants of the country to be immortal.
Arthur, who had seen Elison Pure Land, knew that it was a lie, and Elison was just a planet.
What about Avalon? Legend has it that eating the golden apple here will give you life without dying. The price is that you can never leave Avalon. Once you leave, you will soon die and die.
Rumor is it true, Arthur really wants to pick a golden apple to eat now, but he is afraid
auzw.com "In short," Arthur made a calm, stepping forward and making a mark on the trunk of a tree. "Let's explore the woods first."
"That, Arthur." Greenville followed Beth, a little embarrassed to say, "That, what I said yesterday, please don't mind."
"I can understand. You said it just to save me." Arthur also said he was embarrassed.
Arthur, who was still in a state of ignorance, only vaguely heard the words of Greenville.
"Like you." I was deeply impressed in Arthur’s mind.
It also made Arthur very embarrassed.
"Well, of course." Greenville saw Arthur stop again, marking the other tree with a dagger, and continued, "That, have you already recovered all your feelings? Or?" "
"I don't know, Greenville." Arthur took a small cross on the trunk and took back the dagger. "I do know what joy is. I have joys, sorrows and sorrows. I should have owned all." Feelings. However, I always feel that something is missing -"
"You still don't know [love]." Greenville frowned.
"Yes, I don't know what it is [love]." Arthur rushed at the girl with a bitter smile. "I don't even know how to tell this kind of thing. Because I never really owned it."
Greenville shook her head and she was speechless to Arthur.
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The noise came from the bushes, and the two immediately felt alert, and Arthur reached out to the sword at the waist.
A white stag ran out of the bush, and his beautiful sapphire-like eyes glanced at Arthur, jumping for a moment, once again hidden in the fog of the jungle.
"Have you seen that thing?!" Arthur whispered. "Is this pure land biological?"
"Is there a strange creature?" Greenville didn't think it was authentic.
However, she also admitted that the white male deer did have its own strange place. Is there really such a snow-white deer from head to toe in the world?
Arthur was still hesitating, an arrow shot and directed at Arthur's chest.
He took the sword for granted and took the arrow.
"Who is it?! Don't hide in the dark and put a cold arrow, give it to me!" Arthur yelled.
"No wonder, I thought that I was waiting for a prey, and I lost my hand for a while." A tall man walked out of the bush and dressed as a hunter.
The hunter said very old Kayton, and Arthur barely understood it. The Cavaliers then turned to Greenville for help.
"He said that he regarded us as prey, sorry." Greenville translated.
"Oh, if an arrow shoots me, I also want to say to my body [sorry], right?" Arthur carefully observed the man while sarcasm.
The hunter is about three or forty years old, with a tall, muscular body and a white body:
White hair, white goatee, pale and without a trace of skin, dressed in white fur. The only color in this piece of white is the black hunter of the hunter.
The hunter put away the rough wooden bow in his hand, crossed his arms to his chest, and made a relaxed posture indicating that he was not malicious. The muscles of his arms were more prominent in this movement.
(The following is translated by Greenville): "So, they sent a doll? What happened to the sword of the king? What is your hand?"
"Do you know the sword of the king?" Arthur couldn't help but be more vigilant. "Who are you!"
"I?" The white-haired hunter laughed. He was a hearty laughter echoing in this foggy forest. "Call me Oss. Oser d Pantolacon."