301 Surprise (1/2)
”Open the Fifth Seal in my name!”
Thundering came from deep within Avalon. Lightning shot out from the endless black clouds in the eerie sky. It illuminated the ghastly white palace. Within the palace, the queen sleeping on the throne opened her eyes.
”Allowed.”
Sir Lancelot stood below the throne. The seal in his hands, created by royal blood, instantly began to shake. The bell at the top of the Elizabeth Tower began to ring. The ringing cut across the skies and earth, resounding nine times.
Dominic stood before the door of the Jianlan Underground Palace. The bell slowly pushed the door open. Darkness no longer resided in the world behind the door. Endless light rolled out like a tidal wave.
The sound of a choir singing in a low voice resounded in everyone’s ears. The tide of light surged and shot into the black sky. The fog was swept away and the aura of the abyss no longer remained because an immense sun was rising slowly. The world was instantly brightened.
A ray of red light brewed within the sun and descended from the sky. The frozen world was shattered by its power and light fell into the Shaman’s palms. He clenched his hands.
It was as if all the power in the world was in his hands. The light illuminated the true appearance of the beam of radiance. It was an ancient and majestic sword! The hole in the Shaman’s chest was quickly repaired. His bones grew and mended the crack. He instantly recovered.
Blazing wings of light burst from his back. The large wings created a flood in the aetheric sea. Endless strength converged above the Shaman, transforming into a halo. Now, the Shaman was no longer the lord of darkness. He was now the only king of the world—the noble one who ruled over the world with dignity. It was as if King Arthur had come back to life.
After centuries, the absolute power given to Anglo by the heavens, the legendary weapon that had killed the natural catastrophe Leviathan—the Sword in the Stone—had finally re-appeared! This world had changed drastically.
In the mud, Ingmar finally processed everything. He gaped at the glowing figure. His muddled mind was somehow stimulated. He shuddered and finally became clear-headed again. However, he felt ineffable fear.
How could this be? How could this be? How could this be?!
”Ma-Ma-Maxwell!” His features twisted. Pointing at the one shrouded in light, he shrieked as if in a nightmare, ”How can you be here?! You clearly…this is impossible…this is impossible!”
”It’s simple.” The majestic man with wings stood in the light and looked back coldly at him. ”Because I am the Shaman.”
The wings of light flapped. Ingmar’s body sagged and scattered like dust. The Shaman—no, Maxwell—flew into the sky, reigning from between the heavens and earth. He asked gravely, ”Where are the knights?”
The sound of swords unsheathing came from every corner of Avalon like thunder. Eight beams of light shot into the sky. The knights clad in armor had finally regrouped.
Galahad, Geraint, Gareth, Bedivere, Kay, Lamorak, Aglovale, Tristan…The knights of the Round Table were ready to fight!
”Good.” Maxwell nodded. ”Royal Musician Division.”
In an instant, overlapping waves of aether flashed from every corner of Avalon. In a hidden room, six grandmasters and hundreds of musicians resonated with the sword. There were even two Scepter-level waves that surged from the end of the sea. They came from thousands of miles away and contained all the strength.
The light around Maxwell burned brighter as if he truly was the sun.
The sunlight shrouded the Round Table Knights. It cut the barrier between the aetheric and material world and fell into the black shadow realm.
Immediately afterward, wild thundering resounded in the air. ”Men, follow me to kill the god!”
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The shadow realm instantly shook. Amongst the earth-shattering thunder, a blazing sun rose from the eternal night. It illuminated the world from its place high up in the sky. Blazing sunlight fell and swept the gray fog away from the city.
The countless black dust wailed and shook. They shot up into the sky and scattered under the violent brilliance. The still city awoke again under the light and finally resonated again.