I, the screenwriter, have experienced a resurgence of inspiration.

The world is collapsing.

The earth trembled, and the Naga Children seemed to sense the threat of death, wreaking havoc with flames and storms.

Mountains and rocks were destroyed, and rivers collapsed.

Everything visible to the naked eye was as if the canvas had been torn apart.

Faced with such a natural disaster, players are as insignificant as ants scurrying about.

The entire instance world seemed to have turned into two dimensions, with space and time gradually shattering.

Black particles fell one by one from a corner of the sky, mingling with light and earth as they plummeted into the endless void.

Some players have given up on escaping and are sitting there waiting to die.

"!"

Weng Yang gripped the holy sword with both hands, driven by anger and courage, but the holy sword stuck in the boulder remained unmoved.

She saw Vivian kneeling and sobbing, hugging Oliver's statue.

She saw Chen Xi riding a large white car, rescuing the players who were still alive on the ground.

She saw Tan Moli standing on the bird's back and shouted anxiously at her.

But the Holy Sword did not acknowledge her.

Grayness spread upwards along Weng Yang's fingertips. She was somewhat bewildered when she saw the vanished Merlin standing in the center of the square, a white dove perched on his shoulder.

"The only truth in this world: only King Arthur can pull out this sword."

Merlin's face still wore that compassionate, knowing smile:

"Dear stranger, you possess precious friendship, courage, and chivalrous virtues, but the world will not accept you."

"Perish with us, and embrace the void."

"I don't want to become some god's dander!"

The petrification on Weng Yang's body had spread from the back of her hand to her right shoulder, yet she still didn't let go, her anger and courage growing stronger—

In a daze, she heard a majestic voice descend from the sky and ring in her ears:

[Cough cough cough... Why is the Holy Sword still a combination lock?]

Young knight, repeat after me:

Humility.

【upright. 】

【mercy.】

【heroic.】

Petrification had crept onto Weng Yang's cheeks, and she wasn't sure if it was a hallucination before her mental breakdown.

Weng Yang opened his mouth and desperately squeezed out the oath from his throat:

"I...swear..."

【just.】

"just……"

【sacrifice.】

"sacrifice……"

【honor.】

"Honor...the soul."

The petrification process seemed to slow down slightly, the bizarre illusions around him froze, and Weng Yang, enduring the pain, loudly swore:

"I swear at this moment, the heavens and the abyss bear witness!"

Merlin's expression froze, and he looked up in disbelief at the sky.

"I swear that I will never bow to any secular throne again."

"I swear that my sword will never be stained with the blood of the innocent, and my scabbard will always be open to the weak."

"I swear, if one day I wield the power of the monarchy as a whip and the law as a blade, I will raise my sword against the unarmed..."

"...May this sword turn against me, may the lake waters drown my name."

"I swear, I will always remember where I came from."

"I swear, I will face that indescribable fear."

"I swear, I will be a motherly king, I will not rule with fear, but protect with a will that is as strong as milk and fire."

"I will fight injustice and uphold justice to the death."

"I swear that I will give everything for justice—my peace, my reputation, my flesh and blood, and the rest of my life."

If fate requires me to become ashes, I will gladly ignite myself.

"I swear, I will defend to the death everything I love."

"I will remain faithful to all the oaths I have made."

With each vow uttered aloud, Weng Yang raised the longsword in his right hand high, amidst the incredulous gazes of Merlin and all the players.

The sword gleamed coldly, reflecting countless sparks.

The collapse of the world stopped, the earth returned to peace, and the wailing of the Naga disappeared.

Weng Yang drew the sword.

She became queen.

……

……

……

At the same time, all players received a system notification:

Player "Weng Yang" obtains "The Sword in the Stone" (Red) and bears the curse of "The Tragedy of Britain".

The final boss of the Merlin dungeon, "King Arthur," has been revealed.

[The Legend of Merlin has been officially renamed The Legend of King Arthur.]

[Official team received the following reward: ...]

[Jiangcheng University team member Tan Moli received the following reward: ...]

[The Druid team received the following reward: ...]

[Player exploration progress reached 89%]

[The "King Arthurian Legend" instance is under maintenance—surviving players will be teleported in 30 seconds, while unconfirmed players will remain in this instance indefinitely.]

Merlin sat calmly under the stone pillar, his mind, which had been contaminated by his cognition, briefly returning to normal.

He watched as someone who was not his close friend replaced King Arthur, and he couldn't even muster the slightest bit of anger—

For he saw from high above, a thread called destiny descended and connected to the newborn King of Great Britain.

And looking upwards along the threads of fate—

He saw it!

He saw it!

He saw it!

He saw a pair of hands manipulating everything!

"So that's how it is!"

Merlin's eyes popped out of their sockets, but his face showed a look of exhilaration at learning the truth about the world:

"Foreign kings, you are fortunate."

"Your gods..."

Before he could finish speaking, blood began to flow from every pore of his body. Every tissue and cell in his body seemed to possess a life of its own, screaming and raging before scattering in all directions—

This great white mage, who guarded his best friend's belongings until his last breath, slowly unfurled like a dusty sack.

Only one last prophecy remained:

"Newborn king, one day you will face the threads of destiny."

Then, the white robe fell to the ground, and the white doves sadly raised their heads and sang.

……

……

……

"What does this mean?! Players can also become dungeon bosses?!"

On the back of the bird, Zheng Wenxuan looked down at the ground in disbelief. Weng Yang was still holding the sword in his hand.

"Dungeon boss, is it...is it possible to leave the dungeon?"

Chen Xi didn't reply to him, but just pursed her lips tightly, while Tan Moli beside her panicked:

"Do something, do something! We're about to be teleported! We'll all go together! We can't leave Weng Yang here alone!"

"Could you please put the sword back in?"

"Weng Yang!!"

On the ground, Weng Yang lowered his hand that was holding the long sword and calmly accepted his fate.

Before her, data, distinct from the player's panel, floated out:

[The Legend of King Arthur BOSS: Weng Yang (King Arthur)]

[Health Points: 24000 (Shared health across phases; will not reset during phase transition.)]

[Mana: 2000 (Auto-regenerates, regenerating 0.5% of maximum mana per second)]

Armor value: 1000.

[Magic Resistance: 850. (Provides additional resistance to Celtic divine magic and Chinese magic.)]

Movement speed: 110%.

【Skill:】

【-Knight's Charge (Upgrade): King Arthur raises his sword to summon four "Knights of the Round Table" phantoms. Each phantom has 2% of the BOSS's total health and 40% of the BOSS's attack power.

The knights simultaneously charge at random players from the four corners of the arena. Players hit by the charge path take 1,800 points of physical damage and are knocked down for three seconds.

The knight charges to the finish line and then self-destructs, dealing 2,000 holy damage to enemies within a ten-yard radius.

[-Knight's Breath (Upgraded): Restores your status through breathing techniques. When completely still, restores 1% of your health and 0.1% of your mana per second.]

[-Territory Inspection: King Arthur deploys a "Royal Territory" with a radius of forty yards centered on himself. All players within the territory suffer one thousand points of holy damage per second.]

[-King's Judgment (Phase Two): King Arthur randomly marks a player, creating a phantom of the "Sword of Judgment" above their head. Five seconds later, the giant sword falls, dealing true damage equal to 60% of the player's maximum health. This damage can be mitigated by shields, invulnerability, and damage reduction skills.]

【-Powerful Recovery (Phase Two): Summons the Lady of the Lake, and King Arthur will recover 12% of his maximum health over six seconds.

During the recovery period, King Arthur is immune to all control effects, but takes 25% more damage.

【-Mistletoe Entanglement (Phase Two): Six mistletoe vine areas are randomly generated on the field, each with a radius of eight yards. After two seconds, the vines burst forth, dealing 1,500 damage to players within the area and immobilizing them for four seconds.】

……

"I can't go back."

Weng Yang stared intently at the panel and her teammates, glowing brightly and about to be teleported. A helpless yet relieved smile crept across her face.

"Take Jasmine with you."