Sequence Wars: The Mythical Age is Created by Me

But Richard was not swayed by his words; instead, he bent his knees and prepared to charge at the headless horseman.

The strong wind carried moisture from the sea as he ran, slapping it against the faces of everyone present.

The sky was now occupied by the knight on the gray horse. The four men did not stop fighting because of Van Helsing's death; instead, they became even more serious.

Jiang Fan looked at the four people facing off on the screen and did not intervene further. He pressed the →+Y key again, causing Rias to be enveloped in the "Death Barrier" once more.

He made his move just now while the group was locked onto by Van Helsing's ultimate ability, so he could come out and rack up a bunch of kills.

Now that he has such a bug-like game mechanic as the "Death Barrier" on him, he naturally wants to make good use of it.

Rias's figure slowly disappeared into a gray shadow, which surprised the three people present.

"I thought it was the same path as yours, a true name sequence ascended through the [Knight] class, but now it seems that's not the case."

The headless horseman rode the black horse beneath him, looking somewhat unpredictable.

They all felt that the girl hadn't gone far; she had simply hidden herself in an extremely discreet way.

"In that case, do you still want to fight me, [Lionheart]?"

Richard raised his head upon hearing this.

"Of course, a knight would never desert his post."

Although he had never met the girl, Imprint did not lie.

"It seems you two didn't listen to what I just said, so let me repeat it again."

Lu Feng's voice was carried to their ears by the sea breeze.

"You now have only two choices: leave here, or be killed by me."

"Ridiculous. You and Richard are both from the exclusive sequence of the third-tier advancement, and besides, he is the King of England, while you are merely a famous general of the Xia Kingdom. How powerful could the original text you could possibly obtain be?"

The headless horseman let out a contemptuous sneer.

He was indeed not strong enough. The sequences possessed by the native families of Elika were not actually very powerful. On the contrary, they awakened many sequences of other civilizations by relying on relics plundered from all over the world.

Compared to the state's violent machinery, the sequence is currently still in a controlled phase.

This is similar to the Xia Kingdom, where both sides have absolute control over their local forces.

On the contrary, Europe, where Richard is located, has entered a period of high incidence of Sequence Awakening, and the government's control ability continues to decline. Perhaps soon the Tribunal will have the opportunity to become the true ruling class.

In this respect, the Headless Horseman admired Richard, which is why the Bradford family invested so much money in the Tribunal.

A few billion dollars a year is a huge fortune for their family.

But the tribunal can afford such an investment.

"Hey, old man, I never said I wanted to fight you."

Richard said helplessly.

"It's impossible for you to make contact with that knight on the gray horse in Tianhai."

Lu Feng remained calm as he pulled a sword from his robes.

"Haha, I thought it was something special, just a keepsake."

The headless knight chuckled a few times, only stopping when he noticed the solemn expression on Richard's face.

"The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, I've heard the principal mention this sword before. He said it's been firmly passed down by a powerful family in the Xia Kingdom. I never expected to have the honor of seeing it today."

Richard said loudly.

The Northern Wei Dynasty scholar Li Daoyuan wrote in his "Commentary on the Waterways Classic, Volume 3: River Water": "They also made five kinds of weapons, which were sharp and exquisite. They then forged them into a large dragon and sparrow ring, called the Great Xia Dragon and Sparrow. The inscription on the back read: 'Ancient sharp weapons, the Zhanlu of Wu and Chu, the Great Xia Dragon and Sparrow.'"

Lu Feng slowly unfurled the black and gold longsword wrapped in white cloth, and a sound like a dragon's roar seemed to emanate from it. However, upon closer listening, the dragon's roar was not long and drawn out, but rather had a lively and ethereal quality.

"I obtained this weapon, which he had tamed, by chance from a friend. Although I cannot unleash its full power, with his help, I can barely get close to 90% of it."

Lu Feng drew circles on the sea surface beneath his feet with his black and gold longsword, and then recited aloud.

"Before the whale has even drunk its fill of the sea, the sword's aura has already reached its zenith!"

Then a huge vortex erupted beneath the man's feet, as if endless air currents were swirling below.

If you listen carefully, you can indeed hear the crashing sounds of iron horses and icy rivers crashing into reality. The dragon in the poem has condensed the sounds of battle in the dream into a powerful force that sweeps across the long river.

This was an indiscriminate attack. Whether it was the girl hiding in the shadows or the Lionheart Knight, they all had to experience the power of this poet, Xin Qiji, who was better at fighting than anyone else and better at fighting than anyone else who could write poetry.

Richard's eyes were filled with seriousness; he didn't want to fight to the death here.

He did not come to the Xia Kingdom with hostility.

"Sigh, I have no choice but to take action. Selena, deploy [Iron Maiden of Anti-Magic]."

Richard seemed to be talking to a woman dozens of miles away.

Strangely, as soon as he finished speaking, a green magic circle appeared three meters in front of Richard.

As the magic circle rapidly took shape, a three-meter-tall iron torture device appeared at the center of the magic circle.

Its appearance resembled a coffin or a mummy, bringing a sense of unease and eeriness as soon as it appeared.

"In the name of the Lionheart, I declare that you have been subjected to the most severe punishment."

A shrinking magic circle appeared on Richard's right hand, which transformed into a stream of light at his command.

Then a brilliant green magic circle was replicated beneath Lu Feng's feet.

The three-meter-tall iron torture device opened from the side, and when it closed again, it had already swallowed Lu Feng whole.

As Lu Feng disappeared, the surging whirlpool, which had been four or five meters in diameter, completely subsided. Only the seawater that had swept up the shore could reveal the intensity of the whirlpool.

"You actually brought this sealed relic with you, which has kept me on edge for so long."

The headless knight blew on his ghostly flames, though he could indeed revive using the pumpkin head he had previously possessed.

The problem is that he didn't give away many pumpkin heads to anyone.

In just over a day, it seems that only one person received a pumpkin head from him.

Everyone else looked at him strangely when he gave them a ride.

Another unlucky guy had his pumpkin head confiscated upon entry.

At most, he only has two lives to use, which is not enough to kill a third-tier ascended exclusive sequence.

He had heard of this sealed relic before; it was with it that they killed a Level 4 True Name Sequence.

Although the potential of that true name sequence is not high, it can only reach the fourth rank at most, and it has just been promoted, but it is enough to show the power of this sealed relic.

North America has already included it in the tribunal's hand.

"Let's leave here. He'll be free in half an hour, but before that, I can already witness the birth of King Arthur."

The Iron Maiden of Forbidden Magic doesn't block other people's materialized sequence abilities like Van Helsing did; instead, it directly and forcibly blocks all energy flow within the iron torture device.

In other words, the people inside suffer the same fate as the prisoners when this instrument of torture was first created. Every time a nail is inserted into their bodies, their Sequence abilities are suppressed further, accompanied by extreme pain.

However, Richard did not intend to kill him, so he simply had Serena take Lu Feng into custody.

This Iron Maiden, a magic-suppressing artifact, is a sealed relic created by the Tribunal by collecting all the Iron Maidens from the 16th century onwards, containing real instruments of torture that have tormented and killed at least tens of thousands of prisoners.

What is most remarkable is that this is a relic that can exert its full power without needing to be revived.

The agony and wails of those prisoners before their deaths echoed deeply within the Iron Maiden.

"Wait, are you really going to save that girl? You know she killed my sister, the Bradford family won't let her get away with it, and even the Tribunal probably doesn't want to really be enemies with the Bradfords."

The headless horseman was still unwilling to give up.

As one of the most powerful families in North America, they control one-fifth of government officials, and the financial giants on Wall Street and the tech companies in Silicon Valley are all influenced by the Bradfords.

In other words, they are more deterrent than the US government in some respects, and even have their own thousands of private soldiers.

Most importantly, Bradford also commands a navy capable of launching intercontinental ballistic missiles from the Pacific Ocean to strike most locations on the planet.

The tribunal would never want to be enemies with such a family.

But the man before him was Richard, the king who followed a knight king who did not exist in Europe.

A follower of an idealist is naturally an idealist himself.

They are loyal to their own souls, not to money and power.

"Perhaps after tonight, you will give up on this idea."

Richard shook his head and said nothing more.

He was also somewhat uncertain, but he preferred to trust his intuition.

All his doubts were resolved after meeting the Pale Knight.

The headless knight hesitated for a moment, but ultimately decided to retreat.

Although he was already very strong, he was still no match for these two.

Upon seeing this, Richard also leaped into the air by pushing off the ground with both legs.

He leaped more than ten meters high, and just as he was about to fall, it was as if an invisible figure in the air held him up and then lifted him up again.

The next time gravity pulled Richard down again, the same thing happened.

So the Lionheart approached the knight on the gray horse as quickly as he stepped on his own right foot.

They had been fighting for so long that the knight had already run several hundred meters away from where he was originally born.

Just as Richard was about to reach the knight, the sound of wood cracking and iron denting came from inside the magic-suppressing Iron Maiden.

That person actually escaped?!

"That's impossible."

Richard almost instinctively rejected his own idea.

This is an absolute torture device that even a fourth-tier expert would need to spend half a day to break; it is a completely revived [Calamity] torture device.

Although it's not considered top-tier among [harmful] items, it's still quite good.

He didn't even last three minutes?

A figure emerged gracefully and calmly from the riddled iron torture device.

Seawater surged up beneath his feet again, dragging him up on the crest of a wave.

All that could be heard in the night sky was his loud voice.

"The green mountains swallow the ancient and modern moon"

"Green trees sway in the morning and evening breeze"

Everything that is done must eventually come to an end.

"This life, without self, is infinite."

Xin Qiji gave Lu Feng nothing else but this poem, "Written in Jest on the Double Fifth Day".

This poem gave him the power to overcome all difficulties.

In other words, when Lu Feng recites this poem, he will expel all external forces from his body, leaving him completely unrestrained.

He will merge into this world and become a part of this infinite life.

The previously lost aura surged again, and Lu Feng held a long spear in one hand and carried the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow in the other.

He read it again.

"Before the whale has even drunk its fill of the sea, the sword's aura has already reached its zenith!"

He activates his abilities by using words as a sequence. Whenever Xin Qiji recites a poem, he can draw upon the imagery within the poem and elevate himself.

Use words as swords, and swords as words.

This is precisely the fusion and transformation of Xin Qiji's two identities in history.

He was born at the wrong time. He devoted his life to serving his country, but had nowhere to do so. He once led fifty horsemen to take the head of a traitor from among ten thousand soldiers. He left gracefully in the camp of fifty thousand Jin soldiers, leaving behind incomparably brilliant words. He is a unique figure throughout the ages.

A young general, and also a young poet.

A massive, dragon-like vortex, carrying waves tens of meters high, pressed down on Richard with unstoppable force, and at the top of that vortex was the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow.

He added a domineering aura to this already formidable momentum, like the roar of a dragon and the howl of a tiger.

Upon seeing this, the latter's expression changed drastically, and he could only summon the golden sword hilt.

"Caliburn!"

Richard exerted all his strength to activate the original text in his hand, his blond hair being tousled by the chaotic wind.

A sacred golden light burst forth from the holy sword. Although it was not a true holy sword, the power of a single burst was absolutely not to be underestimated.

That's enough to destroy the body of a building that's more than ten stories high.

In terms of power alone, [Holy Sword Frenzy] is even stronger than Lu Feng's Cyclone Dragon.

But now, with the blessing of the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, and the expulsion of external force from "This Life Without Self, I Am Poor," the light cannon was actually forced off its original direction and failed to collide completely with the cyclone dragon.

Richard was in mid-air and could only watch as the dragon swallowed him whole.

However, just as he was about to be hit, a crystalline green light appeared around him.

Richard then transformed into a cluster of exploding flowers, the swirling dragon of air scattering them everywhere.

"There are quite a lot of people here."

At that moment, the headless knight, who had been pretending to leave, popped his head out again, perched on the cargo box.

"The Tribunal actually obtained Merlin, that amazing magician."

Although the petals scattered in the sky, they were quickly gathered together by magic.

As it coalesced on the ground, Chad's figure also took shape from the cluster of flowers.

"Thank you, Serena."

After thanking the ripples in the air, Richard looked again at the man on the sea.

Just as he was about to use the fake holy sword again, a huge skull appeared beside him.

"Hehehe~ Richard, leave him to me."

It was a voice as mischievous as a naughty child, yet as eerie as an old man's sinister laugh.

Vision?

The people present immediately realized its identity.

"I have made a pact with Mephisto to help Lord Richard obtain the Pale Knight's wish."

"Dance of Death" extended its boneless form and bowed to the crowd.