Chapter 1885: Steel virgin (3)

Chapter 1885 Steel Virgins III
"Apostle!" "Gabriel!" "The Stone Lord!"
Arthur had not had time to say anything. The group of people shouted almost in unison, and each had its own name, as if they had different beliefs from different religions around the world, but they also had the same object of worship.
"You must be joking with me," Cavaliers can't help but scream. Of course, his voice was so small that only people around him could hear it, and there was no one besides Joey beside him.
Hearing that Arthur was so vomiting, Joey's eyes turned around awkwardly, but did not express any opinions.
Arthur at the time was already annoying, but he is now a guest of the Melson Brotherhood and a fraternity. He had to sit down at the super long table and eat with the group of scholars and businessmen.
The next dinner time is simply torment. Arthur himself was the king of Great Britain (nine hundred years ago). As a king, he does often need to attend various public occasions. It should be easy to handle such dinners. However, as a king attending the banquet, it is completely different from him to attend the banquet with this special one. He is not being treated as a king of a country, but is being seen as an idol of some kind of religious worship, or as the messenger of God. So when the members of the Melson Brotherhood began to ask questions about the various religious natures, King Arthur could not help but feel considerable pressure.
What's more, the Melson Brotherhood is an organization made up of multi-believers (even atheists) that are intertwined by multiple forces. These people believe in different gods, and how can they reach a consensus on a religious-related issue?
"Does God really exist?" "What is God like?" "Where is the Holy One coming from?" "Was the Holy One come to the dust, is there any special task to accomplish?"
A lot of questions were raised one after another. Arthur didn't want to answer.
But while eating and listening to these people asking Arthur, knowing what to say, these people will not shut up. So he put down the knife and fork in his hand and suddenly said:
"Listen. I know that you have countless questions, and I can't answer them one by one. Then, let me tell you what I know. Right or wrong, judge by yourself.
First of all, there is indeed a in your world.
What does he look like, I can't say it.
What ability does he have, I can't say it.
What he is going to do, I can't say it.
There are also devils in the world - the devils are poisonous, embarrassed, and eager to prove how correct their claims are.
As far as I know, this world is a gamble of God and Demons.
The devil thinks that human nature is evil, greed, and incorrigible. He bet with God that God's creation is not perfect, they must be destroyed.
As long as they are given free will, they will fall to the darkness - even if they are born of goodness, they are taught to follow the path of goodness.
God believes that there are people in the world who really have good. These people, regardless of how they are influenced by the outside world, can finally hold on to themselves. Even at the last moment of life's demise, these people are still able to stick to their goodness.
Those who have free will are good or evil and need to experiment to prove.
In order to prove that the devil is wrong, God allowed the existence of this gambling.
Our world will gradually move from prosperity to destruction.
Until the last moment before the destruction of the world, the devil will use various means to seduce people, deceive people, and make people fall;
But God does nothing and can't do anything. The condition for starting this ‘fair’ gambling is precisely [God cannot use his power to interfere with those who have free will].
All of you, before the last moment, you may be faced with choices - is the right way to always keep a conscience and choose good? Still driven by all kinds of coercion and temptation, in order to survive, degenerate into a devil?
The choice is always in your hands, even God has no right to interfere.
And your choice will affect the outcome of this gamble.
auzw.com Your choice may give the devil a final victory, so that the devil can prove to God that the essence of man is so evil and greedy, so irrelevant.
So, how will you choose when the appointed moment arrives?
"
As a result, those people fell silent and never continued to ask questions. They didn't ask Arthur no more questions, just because of Arthur's biggest problem, they were immersed in contemplation.
After the speech, Arthur also completed his dinner and stood up from the table: "Mr. ladies and gentlemen, I am missing. I wish you a happy evening."
He strode away from the dining hall and did not look back. So leave those people to think in the same place, Arthur thinks this is the best.
"It’s a wonderful speech." Arthur walked in front of him, and Joey followed.
"Just made it out just to make them stop bothering me," Arthur said. Although everything he said has a lot of similarities with the expression of the previous mysterious old man j. Of course, there is also a part of the vinegar, in order to make those descriptions more dramatic, can hold the group of people of the Melson Brotherhood.
"Yes. It's not bad." Joey didn't make any comments, just replied casually: "Is the Asians want to bathe and change clothes after eating? Or go find some fun? Whether it's a bathhouse or a recreational setting, this base There are all in it, I can take the lead."
"That kind of thing is saved." Arthur turned his head and looked at Joey. "You took me to do a few weapons. It is more reliable. I know that you can't open your treasure library without a key, but except for the treasure house." Beyond, is there definitely another way to get a few weapons?"
"Of course, ordinary weapons are stored in the warehouse. They are more expensive treasures." Joey said: "Please come with me, Master Aslan. The armory is here."
After the speech, Joey ran to the front with a few small steps, turning right at the end of the front corridor. At that time Arthur's pace was actually very fast. He was eager to escape from the group of fraternities who kept asking him questions, so he went too fast. I didn't expect Joe Izur's child to be more dexterous and agile than the current Arthur, and it was so simple that it surpassed Arthur.
"Oh." Although a bit uncomfortable, Arthur still chased it silently.
The fraternity, which is built inside the hollowed out cliff, is not particularly large. If it is too large, it will not achieve its hidden purpose. And the essence of the Melson Brotherhood is still a group of scholars, they are not combatants, and the armory in this base certainly does not have the size of a regular military base.
In fact, this small room, illuminated by ten oil lamps and less than thirty feet square, is estimated to contain no more than one hundred weapons. Broken copper and iron are not counted, but they are indeed some irons that are not enchanted. The work is not even refined.
The light civilization of this world is very backward. People still use the most primitive forging furnace to forge iron ingots into weapons, and there is no additional process of strengthening weapons. Arthur thought about it, and he had picked up a short sword that was slightly rough and had not completely opened his blade. Its power is not flattering, it is estimated that the opposite armor is a little thicker, this short sword can not be cut.
"Ashland?" Joey looked at Arthur in a daze, and asked curiously.
"Well, this is not enough. It is OK to block the opponent's attack. It is a fantasy to use it to kill the enemy."
"You may be able to try a more heavy weapon by the Aslan Master?" the child asked again. Ask innocently.
"That, Joey, if you think that I am a saint and have a natural power, you will be disappointed." Arthur smiled lightly: "This weak body can pick up a freely waving weapon, basically only this Short sword."
The handsome blond boy raised his eyebrows inexplicably: "But did you not defeat the true ancestors of the original Asians? The seventh true ancestor Van Demian?"
"That is the power of the Holy Sword [Silver Angel]. Kill the [sacred] power dedicated to the Mozu." Arthur explained, "I don't know if your grandfather described the details of the battle between you and your father. Anyway, The sword is very special, not relying on brute force to wave."
"Is this the case?" Joey was even more astonished: "However, Grandpa tried to recycle the holy sword, but said that the sword could not be moved. He later relied on the Brotherhood to use seals. Sealing the power of the Holy Sword, I barely brought it back to the Brotherhood Base."
"Oh. I don't feel surprised at all." King Arthur replied calmly.
Of course. If the mysterious old man j gives Arthur's holy sword [Sword of the Angels], the construction principle is exactly the same as Arthur's original [Sword of the King], then it is the use of special techniques to bring the photons of different worlds [borrow] Come to this world.
The massive photon that emerged from the sword will lock the sword firmly in its original space, making it "heavy" almost impossible to move. Only Arthur, a person with special strength and special physique, can move. That special weapon. In fact, why Arthur was able to take his sword of the king, from a long time ago is a mystery that has not been fully solved.
Merlin did tell Arthur, because Arthur is [no magic], there is a layer of photon vacuum around the body, this vacuum area will offset the effect of the holy sword, so that the holy sword that should be locked in the space can be mobile. But this statement itself brings another mystery: How did the photon vacuum area around Arthur's body come from?
Not to mention these. The Cavaliers sighed and put down the dagger and turned to pick another weapon. If the attack power of this rough dagger cannot be expected, then Arthur can only make up for it by other equipment and add tactics to himself.
A good shield is very necessary. With the shield to open the opponent's attack, Arthur can pick up the unsharp short sword, take the opportunity to counterattack, and even hit a critical blow to the enemy's vital parts.
The Cavaliers moved their gaze to the corner of the armory, on a rusty shield.