At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

"Welcome back to the Eternal King of Britain!" Gavin shouted, almost straining to express the joy in his heart.

【Welcome back to the Eternal King of Britain!】×n

【Welcome back to the Eternal King of Britain!】×n

【Welcome back to the Eternal King of Britain!】×n

The loud shouts echoed like waves throughout London.

Amidst the roar, Artoria slowly descended, landing in front of the Knights of the Round Table, and extended her hand.

"Rise, my loyal knights."

"Yes, my king!" the knights shouted in unison, their cheeks flushed. The perfect king they were sworn to was right before them! They rose from the ground, but still maintained their knightly salute.

“Gavin, my indomitable knight, come to my side,” Artoria said gently.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Gavin quickly stood up and stood beside Artoria.

“My knights, I have witnessed your battles and sacrifices. You are truly worthy of my Round Table, and I am proud of you,” Artoria said, looking at the two knight commanders at the front.

Quentin and Allen have already reached the middle stage of the fourth tier during the battle in Tokyo Bay. With some more time to hone their skills, it would be easy for them to enter the late stage of the fourth tier, and even reaching the fifth tier would be relatively easy.

The fifth rank is already the limit that ordinary people can achieve.

"Alan, Quentin, you are both worthy of being knight commanders. Your character is worthy of the title of knight. I have decided to appoint you as the Ice Knight Alan and the Lightning Knight Quentin."

The title 'Solid Ice' symbolizes an excellent character that is as unwavering as ice, while the title 'Lightning' symbolizes power and deterrence, both of which are consistent with the elemental forces they possess.

Allen and Quentin seemed to stop breathing at that moment. Actually, it was a title! Just like the 12th seat of the Round Table, oh no, now it's the 13th seat of the Round Table!

Only knights who are regarded as the king's right-hand men can receive a title.

Such a knight not only needs to have noble character but also great strength.

"Yes! My King, I, Alan (Quentin), hereby swear that I will dedicate my life to your will, and wherever your sword points, our hearts will follow!"

The two immediately swore an oath to their monarch, declaring that they were loyal not only to a king, but to the embodiment of chivalry.

If everyone in Britain followed chivalrous virtues, then the whole of Britain would surely become a land of virtue.

They were well aware of how people abroad referred to them as Britons. Although they wouldn't say it to their faces, they would say behind their backs that Britons were "troublemakers" and "world peace disruptors."

The reason why the rate of spiritual awakening among Britons is far lower than that in East Asia and South America is largely due to the many evil deeds committed by their ancestors.

"Does the direction of my sword reflect the direction of my heart?" Artoria was momentarily dazed, and the moment when her knights swore allegiance in Camelot flashed before her eyes.

"Yes! Wherever our king's sword points, our hearts follow!" Allen and Quentin shouted at the top of their lungs, stomping their feet lightly, raising their heads and chests, and punching their right fists on their left shoulders.

*Thud!* The sound of their feet hitting the ground was crisp and clear, expressing their unwavering determination.

"Where our king's sword points, our hearts follow!" ×n.

The knights immediately followed suit, their crisp stomping echoing throughout the entire block. Their eyes were filled with unwavering determination; nothing could shake their resolve at this moment.

"Where our king's sword points, our hearts follow!" ×n.

The people of London also stood up and imitated the Knights, clenching their right fists and pounding them on their left shoulders, creating a series of booming sounds.

"You are such a lovely people." Artoria pursed her lips, her nose tingling with emotion. If it weren't for her perfect control over herself as a god, she, as a Heroic Spirit, would have already cried with emotion at this moment.

“Listen up, my people, though I have returned, I will not rule Britain personally.”

"Britain does not belong to me, but to each and every one of you. I am willing to be your guide and lead you on your path."

"Let me reiterate, I am merely the leader; all of you are the true masters of Britain."

"All I can promise is to guide you toward the happy future you desire."

No one spoke in all of London; it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Everyone was waiting for their king to show his will, and all they had to do was listen and obey.

"From now on, I will live at the very top of the Tower of Babel and watch over Britain."

"Beneath the Tower of Babel lies a dungeon created by the master of this world, the divine law, God, the supreme deity, to suppress the monsters that invade the world."

"Those who awaken to extraordinary abilities can go to the dungeon to slay monsters and obtain their own opportunities and miracles."

After Artoria finished speaking, she looked at her knights.

"Then, I will teach you knightly swordsmanship and the use of elemental power."

"Yes!" the knights shouted enthusiastically.

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Artoria led the Knights to the Knights' branch in London.

The branch is located in the city center, next to the Catholic Cathedral.

After Artoria entered the Knights' encampment, the British people reluctantly dispersed under the arrangement of the priests, but their fervor only increased.

The most enthusiastic were the foreign journalists, who obtained firsthand information about King Arthur's arrival in Britain and the basic details of the underground city.

"My God! My God! King Arthur! The fourth deity to directly descend and govern the country!" The French reporter trembled with excitement as he captured the first live broadcast up close.

Moreover, King Arthur was a very special being, being both a god and a king.

"What's the big deal about the arrival of our Eternal King, you French coward?" the British reporter scoffed, finally getting a chance to berate the damned French.

"Who are you calling a coward?" The French journalist's expression froze, and he instantly flew into a rage.

"It is common knowledge that the French can only win when led by women, dwarfs, and foreigners. Cowards, ugh!" The British journalist spat in the face of the French journalist.

"Bitch! You're a Briton who does all sorts of bad things. If you don't steal or rob, you're not a Briton, huh!" The French journalist spat back in fury, mocking, "King Arthur is the king of the Celts, and you're an Anglo-Saxon. Your ancestors were despicable invaders whom King Arthur defeated, huh." He then spat again.

"Fuck! Hah!"

"The clown dares to fight back? Hah!"

"Ha!"

The two reporters spat at each other in front of a crowd of enthusiastic passersby.

The news of what was happening in Britain spread throughout the world in an instant.

Meanwhile, various countries and supernatural forces are also hurriedly discussing the matter of the 'underground city'. The voice of the gods has spread throughout the world, so the underground city must be a gift from the gods, and not just any ordinary gift.

Before the world changed, both Xia Country and Japan had games, anime, and light novels related to 'dungeons,' so we could roughly guess some things about dungeons.

This is where the gods provide humans to become stronger, by conquering dungeons and fighting against the monsters within them to obtain extraordinary resources.

I just don't know what kind of extraordinary resources are inside.

However, there was one thing that made Xia Guo somewhat uncertain.

Suzaku Main Base.

Tao Jing and many soldiers have returned to the base. The casualties in this battle were heavy, with 60% of the Xia Kingdom's elites killed or wounded. However, most of the surviving soldiers obtained immortal runes, and those who already had immortal runes had at least reached the third rank.

The original elites, Lin Yong, Mo Cheng, Fei Xue and others, almost jumped from the second tier to the advanced third tier. They only needed to accumulate some elemental power to reach the fourth tier step by step.

Each step is a huge leap, which cannot be achieved through hard work alone. It requires "unity of knowledge and action," to put it into practice and to prove one's beliefs and aspirations.

If one's beliefs and desires are insufficient, and one's practice is inadequate, even if one reaches the peak of a certain stage, one will be unable to advance to the next stage.

Having completed this war, the elites of Xia Kingdom, whose strength has been significantly enhanced, have also received a major boost in their treatment within the country.

Tao Jing and Yu Chengyue were directly promoted to the national general rank, both becoming major generals and commanders of the Southern Vermilion Bird Base. Zhou Ren, the original person in charge, requested to be demoted and transferred to a lower-level position as a commander in a second-tier city.

After all, he didn't even have any immortal runes, and all his subordinates were high-level extraordinary beings. He himself felt that he was not worthy of his position, and since Tao Jing had just become a fifth-level being, he simply stepped down.

For a country, Tao Jing and Yu Chengyue reaching the fifth level is already equivalent to human-shaped nuclear weapons; those small, third-tier cities could be wiped out by the two of them.

Fortunately, the greater the power and the more noble the character, the more reassured the other people in the country were, since divine certification meant there was nothing to worry about.

"I didn't expect such a big thing to happen so soon after I returned to Britain. The God of Knights has descended and is directly in charge of the country. Will our Xia Kingdom also have a god descend to take over the country at some point?" Mo Cheng scratched his head as he looked at the news playing on the projection screen. He was wearing the combat uniform of a major, and he had successfully been promoted to major after entering the third rank.

Of course, it's not enough to just have the ability to get promoted; you also need to make corresponding contributions to the country.

"It's probably not very likely." Tao Jing pondered for a moment and said, "Currently, countries directly governed by deities all share a common characteristic."

"That is, it has various fatal flaws. Japan's isolation makes it difficult for ordinary people to come into contact with the extraordinary. The United States is falling apart and the continents are in chaos. The Middle East is in chaos and order is nonexistent. Below Britain, there is a disaster that can cause the global tectonic plate to shift."

“I see. Chief Tao really understands things. Even if I thought about it for a whole day and night, I could only pluck out my hair,” Erica said.

Mark suddenly realized something and said, "That doesn't make sense. Logically speaking, Africa should be the most chaotic place right now, but we haven't seen any gods descend."

Tao Jing looked at Mark and said, "Gods have long descended upon Africa, but their activities are relatively few. Problems that humans cannot solve are solved directly."

"Only what humans can solve remains. However, even in Africa, where humans can solve problems, they do them terribly, which makes it seem as if the gods have not appeared."

"Perhaps that is why the gods were disappointed with the African region and did not take good care of it."

"When the gods favor humankind, humankind should also respond to the gods' expectations."

"It is clear that the gods are not satisfied with Africa at present, so they do not give it any extra favor."

She was very clear about this: the gods wanted to see humanity display its dazzling character and brilliant soul, just like selecting heroes.

In this world of great change, the gods bestow power and provide protection, and have never even required humanity to have faith; they merely wish to witness the radiant souls of humanity amidst disaster.

If you can't even do that, then why should you expect the gods to give you extra care?

"So that's how it is." Mark sighed, recalling the documents he had reviewed about Africa.

There's nothing that can be done if you're not good enough. As an old saying from the Xia Kingdom goes, if you can't make something out of nothing, just let it rot. If the gods gave you a chance but you couldn't seize it, you can't blame anyone else.

“I really don’t know what those people in Africa are thinking. We are eager to improve ourselves and strive to fulfill our wishes and goodwill, but they are almost like animals. All they do is eat, drink, and do their business.” Erica crossed her arms.

"If there are any missions to Africa in the future, I won't go. I don't want to save people who don't even want to save themselves."

"Hey, Erica, don't say that. We still need to save people, but we'll prioritize saving Awakened ones," Lin Yong quickly said.

“Yeah, I take back what I just said.” Erica stuck out her tongue.

"You just can't control your mouth and talk nonsense," Ran Bing said irritably.

"Alright, stop arguing." Tao Jing tapped the table.

"The dungeon will open in five days. Take a good rest these few days, and then come with me to Britain to see what the dungeon is all about."

Yu Chengyue sat on a rattan chair to the side, holding a thermos in his hand: "Tao Jing, you can go ahead. I'll take care of things within Xia Kingdom." He raised his head, a flash of purple lightning in his eyes.

"I feel very reassured with you here." Tao Jing nodded. Although her energy index was higher than Old Master Yu's, she was not as good as him in martial arts.

However, the fight was evenly matched; Old Yu couldn't break her shield, and she couldn't hit the extremely fast Old Yu.

Everyone in the office looked at Old Yu's 'Eye of God' with longing.

"I'm so envious of Elder Yu. He became a 'near-god' directly. When will I be chosen by the gods?" Erica's envy was overflowing.