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As a master of Yin-Yang magic, Lu Kang's skill in incantations was already unparalleled, and he could communicate with them without any hindrance.

Boom!

In an instant, dozens of chains made of evil spirits emerged from Vortigern's body, binding his limbs and wings.

The white dragon roared and struggled, the chains breaking one after another, yet new ones were generated—a terrifying evil spirit seemed to have taken root in Vortigern's own body, using his body as a source to continuously regenerate.

Merlin was horrified by the sight.

Morgan's eyes lit up, and he inexplicably found it very handsome.

Under the chains of regeneration, Vortigern, realizing he couldn't break free anytime soon, roared wildly and suddenly swooped down, closing the distance—deciding to crush Lukang with his body!

No matter how you look at it, what he possesses is the body of a dragon.

In any case, the dragon's body is far superior to the human form!

Lu Kang, however, was prepared. He had anticipated Vottigan's actions using the military intelligence stored in the 'armory' and had made the correct response.

As he used the momentum to retreat, the radiance of magic flashed continuously across his body, instantly bestowing upon him dozens of the highest-level body enhancement spells.

If the original body's various levels were only E or D, then this leap can reach an average level of B. With this level, plus the protection of the True Ether Magic Barrier, it is enough to fight against phantom beasts in close combat.

It's not that he can't become stronger. With the basic limit of Lu Kang's divine body, he could even strengthen himself to the level of an A-grade innate physical body without any consequences. It's just that with his current 'arsenal', he can only use this level of power freely at most.

He instantly drew the tri-colored spiral sword of the God of War, which clashed with the approaching dragon claw.

The God of War's sword clashed with the dragon's claw, and a deafening roar echoed across the battlefield.

Vortigern's massive size brought an overwhelming advantage in strength; each attack was like an avalanche, and the sweeping waves of its tail shattered the surrounding rocks.

But it was at the very moment of landing that Vortigern realized something was wrong.

He realized that, as the 'Island Dragon,' standing on this land of Britain, his elite forces felt no support whatsoever—the earth beneath his feet was even continuously devouring his magic power.

This is...

The enormous dragon eyes widened suddenly in the instant of the collision, reflecting the figure of the boy opposite, as well as Lu Kang's smile as he held the God of War's sword.

He said:

Didn't you say that?

"I am the 'Emperor'!"

Even an emperor for a day still possesses 'imperial power'.

In ancient times, imperial power was itself a power of domination. Although weak and thin, if supported by true ether, it was enough for Lu Kang to transform the land beneath his feet into his own 'territory' in a short period of time.

Since it is his territory, it naturally does not belong to Britain.

It is neither part of Britain, and naturally, it is not in Voodoo's favor!

This is also one of the mysteries of the era that Lu Kang recorded with his triple cycle.

The so-called 'ruler for a day'!

This battle...

"Your fate was sealed the moment you landed, Vortigern!"

Lu Kang spoke up.

Having lost support and backing, Vortigern could only engage in endless hand-to-hand combat with him—and was eventually defeated through constant attrition!

This was actually Lu Kang's plan from the very beginning.

At the start of the battle.

He was already subtly enticing Vortigern into a trap, leading him towards a close-quarters battle!

[The most primal and powerful hunting skills inherent in the dragon's body]

This is undoubtedly the perfect 'replenishment' to your arsenal.

...

On this day, Lu Kang smashed the threshold of the divine realm.

He grasped the crown of 'Infinite Martial Arts'.

Chapter 205 On the way back, Yuther falls seriously ill?

"I heard that the vile king of the north, Vortigern, has been defeated?"

"How is that possible? Who told you that? Even the great King Uther and the wise Merlin were defeated ten years ago. Is there anyone on this land who can defeat Vortigern?"

"Is it 'Grand Duke of Knights,' Subatai Equinus?"

The tavern, which was bustling with activity just a moment ago, filled with merchants, travelers, and bards from all over the country, a land of adventurers, has suddenly fallen silent.

It wasn't out of fear or dread—after all, Subotai's name wasn't big enough to silence people, and he wasn't a bad person, but a 'wise leader' with lofty chivalrous spirit who established the code of chivalry.

The sudden silence was simply because it didn't seem so incredible.

It's just because I think it's highly likely.

So I was actually shocked by it.

It is important to know that since King Uther's defeat, Vortigern's existence has always been like a shadow hanging over the Kingdom of Camelot. Even though there have been rumors for several years that King Uther's princess has gradually grown up and become someone who can fight against Vortigern, and that the outsider "Grand Duke of Windmills" can also join forces with her to fight against the vile king, those have always been rumors of uncertain truth, and no one knows the specifics.

The power of the vile king was evident to all, and the silver remains left on the Cotswold Hills still stood there, reflecting the terrifying traces. Apart from the nobles who attended that day, no one else had ever witnessed the strength of the princess and the grand duke.

But if the rumors of that day are true...

Whether Subatai truly defeated Vortigern or it was a draw, it is enough to prove that Camelot will no longer be under constant threat from Vortigern!

The landscape of Britain may well change once again!

Amidst the fragrant aroma of wine and the chatter of the tavern patrons, a bard in a corner was loudly composing poems.

"Listen! The White Dragon of the North, the ruler of winter!"

His breath froze the rivers, his wings blotted out the sky.

An Eastern knight arrives wielding a divine sword.

Amidst thunder, a dance of swords and claws

Blood and fire, oaths and glory

The white dragon finally fell and disappeared into the northern mist.

Raise a glass, warriors of Britain!

For the Grand Duke, for the coming golden age!

...

In Vortigern's life record, he had only two defeats. One determined that his journey would end there in northern Britain, and the other sealed the fate of his life.

The Legend of King Arthur

...

"What a bunch of sycophants!"

In another corner of the tavern, a cloaked girl listened to the group's chatter and the inexplicably excited atmosphere created by the bard's singing. She felt inexplicably annoyed, and with her beautiful face framed by the glittering golden hair hanging from the brim of her hood, she couldn't help but snort a few times and mutter, "They weren't there when we were fighting, but afterwards they just brag like they witnessed it themselves!"

Looking at the girl opposite him with her haughty and arrogant demeanor, Morgan, whose face was full of inexplicable pride but still pretended to be unhappy, and looking at the girl's figure that only he could see clearly under the cloak, Lu Kang couldn't help but find it amusing.

He said, "It's asking too much of them to run over and help."

"You know, even someone like Merlin is just a burden!"

"Uh-huh!"

Hearing Luca's merciless denigration of Merlin, Morgan's feigned displeasure vanished instantly. She nodded in agreement, completely forgetting that she herself hadn't been of much help in her fight with Vortigern.

But that wasn't because she wasn't strong enough; it was simply because Vortigern was too terrifying.

You recall that battle that ended seven days ago.

[As it turns out, Vortigern truly lived up to his reputation as the 'despicable king' who entrenched himself in northern Britain and posed a tremendous threat to the Kingdom of Camelot.]

Even though he fell for a 'trick,' Vortigern still lived up to his reputation as the 'Despicable King' who occupied northern Britain and posed a great threat to the Kingdom of Camelot—relying solely on his dragon body and his hunting instincts, he fought for days and nights against you, whose physique had been strengthened by various forces, even as his magic was constantly being devoured and he received no external support.

[The body of an ordinary dragon is already close to that of a god, but Vortigern's chalk body, born from the will of the island, is absolutely capable of confronting an extraordinary god. In its prime, it could even rival beings above the god level.]

—You are just like me, in no way inferior.

But you still won in the end.

[With the body enhanced by divine magic, with the constant operation of divine thought, and with the 'Arsenal of Martial Arts' that has gathered more 'martial strategies']

During the battle, you will also continuously gather the 'military strategies' displayed by Vortigern.

[You are constantly growing stronger during the battle.]

You have acquired the skill of 'Dragon Hunting'.

Ultimately, under your ever-growing onslaught, Vortigern was finally defeated. With his last ounce of strength, he tore apart the shackles buried deep within your 'Evil Spirit Left Palace' at the cost of severe injury, and fled back to his castle.

You calculated every possible advantage in this battle, but in the end, it was by no means an easy one.

Fortunately, after that battle, the arsenal in your mind naturally entered the realm of divine martial arts, 'Martial Refinement'.

Just as planned, just as envisioned from the beginning.

[You have completed the first step of the three stages of 'Martial Arts Attire', and the arsenal that has reached the level of 'Infinite Martial Arts' is finally shining brightly in your thought process, like a surging nebula occupying a corner of the thoughts of the two hundred and seventy-two gods—it encompasses human arts, beastly martial arts, fairy swords, giant combat techniques, dragon hunting, and more, covering almost all the skills of all living beings in the era—this is the true Infinite Martial Arts, the divine martial arts that have reached the pinnacle of the era.]

Next, you will need to enter the 'condensation' stage—to solidify it with the 'commands' of the knight.

[To coalesce into a whole, to be integrated into 'one']

[A stage where it can be easily 'retrieved' and transformed into a 'gift' uniquely yours]

The knightly code you previously established was actually a pre-planned step for this. That code originated from you, and as more and more people abide by it, it will become an invisible code that you can use to facilitate the formation of your own 'arsenal'.

This step may take a long time, or it may take a short time.

Everything, however, requires you to put it into practice and explore it yourself.

After this battle, you have entered a new world. Facing Vortigern, who has fled back to the castle, you did not choose to continue pursuing and eliminate him completely—not because you didn't want to, but because you couldn't.

You yourself are also greatly weakened, and the dragon that has fled back to its lair is even more capable.

But at the same time, it's also because it's unnecessary.

Your divine mind has deciphered Vortigern's existence, and your arsenal has recorded his military prowess.

[Votingeng lost to you once]

From this day forward, I will never have another chance to surpass you.

In addition to these, we must also add the seven mysterious currents surging from beyond the horizon—

The restraining force of human reason is preventing you from slaying Vortigern, who should have died at the hands of King Arthur.

【…】

After that, you and Morgan turned back from the north, and there were no further obstacles along the way.

Merlin did not travel with you this time; he went ahead of you—he told you that this matter was too important, and he needed to rush to Camelot to report to the 'King' in person.

After that, they traveled for seven days.

Luca and Morgan finally arrived once again in the heart of the Kingdom of Camelot in southern Britain.

We arrived at a bustling and lively residence.

In this tavern, they also heard their own story—justice spread at an abnormally fast pace.

Needless to say.

Both Lu Kang and Morgan knew that Merlin must have spread this along the way... This was actually what Morgan was unhappy about, unhappy that the guy disregarded Sue's safety and only cared about promoting this so-called reputation for maintaining stability—this was also the real reason why Lu Kang relentlessly denounced Merlin!

Morgan, who was very satisfied with Lu Kang, was about to say something more.

A sudden, unexpected discussion broke out again in the tavern.

"Speaking of which, wasn't there a rumor that His Excellency Subatai, the 'Grand Duke of Windmill City,' would be marrying His Majesty King Uther's eldest daughter, Princess Morgan?"

"There used to be this rumor, but I haven't heard about it much lately..."

"But I think this matter has a very high chance of succeeding! I heard that this time, Grand Duke Subotai is traveling north with His Highness Morgan!"