The blood of the royal family who died there was flying, gathering on George III. In the blink of an eye, George III became a different person.

The man was riding a white horse, wearing heavy steel armor, holding the King's Sword in one hand and the shield in the other hand, with cumbersome runes written on it.

"I am King Arthur." The Knight opened his mouth to tell his identity.

"King Arthur?" Chen Xu's information flashed through his heart.

King Arthur is one of the most legendary kings in the ancient British kingdom on the plane of the earth. His deeds are even recorded in Celtic mythology. They are a very powerful king and knight.

"But he is not a god." Chen Xu said in his heart.

He could recognize the gods at a glance because they had a breath, a supreme breath, which was the breath brought by authority.

King Arthur did not have that kind of aura, so he could not be a god.

"Knight, why did you slaughter my blood descendants?" King Arthur opened his mouth to scold the Silver Hand.

"Be careful." Chen Xu lowered his voice, "He is the Knight King of another plane, very powerful."

He didn't know much about King Arthur, because he had no other deeds to praise except the twelve knights of the round table and the sword of the king.

However, the other party can exist for thousands of years and descend to the alien plane, so he must be a strong man.

He had already seen that the George family was descended from King Arthur, so they were able to summon King Arthur to come with their own bloodlines. He had a vague guess in his heart that King Arthur and the Broken Winged Angel were in the same group.

"Knight King!" The silver hand's eyes became solemn. He waved his hand. A white horse galloped over. He roared unbridled iron hooves and stepped on the corpse. He stepped on the corpse into flesh mud.

The silver hand turned over the horse, lifted the cloak, revealing a handsome face, pointing at King Arthur, and said, "I will have a knight showdown with you."

"The Knight's showdown!" A hint of excitement appeared on the face covered by the steel hood, "I promise you."

With a wave of his hand, white light condensed into the shape of a horse.

He turned his head onto the horse, pointed his sword at the silver hand, and roared excitedly, "Fight."

King Arthur rode his horse and held the sword, and sprinted first. The heavy armor was getting closer and closer, and almost instantly, crossed the distance.

"Kill." The Silver Hand whispered, and he immediately stepped forward, and his whole body turned into a ray of light. He crossed over with King Arthur.

"The speed is too fast." Chen Xu's spiritual will is always sensing them, but in his spiritual will, only two lights pass by.

Bang!

After the two knights rushed over, the sound of the collision between the swords was transmitted.

"Father." Max looked at the Silver Hand, his eyes full of worry.

He inherited part of Chen Xu's spiritual will, naturally knew King Arthur's fame in history. Such a knight made him feel a little suffocated.

His biggest trump card at the moment is the Silver Hand. If the Silver Hand is defeated or died, he will lose everything.

Those nobles who had mastered the land and the army were definitely interested in driving him, the only remaining prince, out of the crown, and then step on his head to seize the crown.

As if he sensed Max's gaze, Silver's hand turned around and smiled at him, smiling relaxed and warmly.

"You are very strong." The white horse turned around with King Arthur's intention, and his sharp eyes and the gaze of the Silver Hand collided violently in the air.

The sword in his hand emitted a white light, holy and hot, as if it was about to destroy all the unkind existences in this world.

The silver hand pointed at King Arthur's sword, and white lights appeared on it.

Suddenly, King Arthur moved, and he rushed forward with his sword. With a very simple movement, the silver hand also rushed with him. His handsome face was full of perseverance and indifference.

Bang!

The two swords intersected, but did not cross over, but instead oppressed each other's objects. The stern white light on the sword body collided and melted.

What they competed at this time was not about strength, but their respective beliefs.

"I am King Arthur, the monarch of the empire, and the king of knights." The white light increased rapidly, slowly overwhelmed the Silver Hand. The sacred and hot white light reflected the face of the Silver Hand, which was a sign of destruction.

"Oops." A hint of worry appeared in Max's eyes.

"Protect, protect the loyalty of love, protect the beauty of family affection." The silver hand suddenly used force, and the long sword pressed over King Arthur's long sword and tore it apart.

The sword is broken and the person is dead.

King Arthur's white light slowly dissipated in the air, and his body broke inch by inch.

"I look forward to waiting for you on a bigger stage, and then we will really decide the outcome." The voice of King Arthur before he disappeared echoed in the air.

"Father, are you okay?" Max looked at Silver Hand worriedly.

"It's okay." The Silver Hand put on his cloak again and covered his face with it. "The people of the George family have all died, and you can take over the crown directly."

Max hesitated for a moment, looked at the corpse on the ground that had obviously become mummies, and immediately made up his mind, "You go with me."

...

The place where government affairs were handled was Buckingham Palace. Max ordered people to summon ministers to come, but in a short while they all came.

The minister who had just walked in was immediately frightened by the scene inside.

I only saw George III and the eldest prince Campbell, the second prince Cook's head on it, and his unwilling eyes seemed to be telling that he was unwilling to give up.

There were not only the king and prince on the ground, but also the bodies of many royal members. Almost all the ministers who came here were frightened and their minds were in chaos.

"My ministers, I asked you to come over to hold the throne ceremony for me." Max sat on the throne, quite excited.

A brand new existence that was nurtured by part of Chen Xu's spiritual will and Max's soul.

He has ambitions for the throne, but he also has disdain for the throne.

He has a longing for family affection, but also a resentment for his two brothers.

He had conspiracy, but he also had disdain for conspiracy.

This is him, he is contradictory, because Chen Xu's thoughts are completely different from Max's thoughts. Therefore, he is reborn. He is so contradictory.

"What." A minister widened his eyes and walked out to question, "Why did you kill your father and two brothers, and you were guilty of killing so many members of the royal family."

The minister opened his mouth and accused Max of guilt, "It is impossible for you to ascend the throne by force, and we will not agree."

He climbed the high ground and shouted, "There must be other royals who survived. We welcome the other Georges family to Buckingham Palace. We will never allow a man who killed his brother and father to ascend the throne."

He shouted loudly, feeling heartbroken.

Although the royal meeting was attended by all the royal families, some were not qualified to participate. Most of these people were women. Because they married many times with other families and their bloodlines were weak, they were not included in the George family.

However, in theory, they can also take over the crown, of course. This premise is that Max stepped down.

"Come on, arrest Prince Max, who killed his brother and father. I will establish all the nobles to judge this crazy guy."

Prince Max sat high above the throne, staring coldly at the jumping minister, and his murderous intent appeared, "Godfather, please kill him."

In front of the ministers, he did not dare to call him the Silver Hand father, because there was a difference between the Godfather and his father, and he did not want to give the demographic.

"Godfather?" The minister was stunned. A person's name suddenly came to his mind, and his whole face changed again and again.

Suddenly, he covered his chest, and the hot blood flowed out of his fingers and quickly became cold.

His eyes fell on the white knight's sword, and he was a little dazed. If he had known that the Silver Hand was here, he would not have jumped up and down.

The corrupt nobles can forget the glory of the Silver Hand, but the ministers will not.

"Prince Campbell, my loyal monarch, if you lose, no matter how powerful you are, it will be irresistible in the face of absolute power." The minister felt that his life was passing by bit by bit, but he still had a lot of words to say to Prince Campbell, and he tried his best to stop his life from passing away.

He looked at Prince Campbell's unwilling head and tried hard to reach out his hand, wanting to touch the monarch he once loyal to, "We should not forget his glory, nor should we overestimate his loyalty."

The minister closed his eyes and finally cursed, "He is such a mess..."

"Who else objected?" Prince Max looked at the many ministers coldly, and the ministers immediately became as quiet as a cicada and did not dare to speak.

Just kidding, ready-made examples are placed here, who dares to jump out and speak?

"Very good. From now on, I am the king of the Kingdom of Great Britain, but I am not George IV. I will not inherit the glory of the George family. I will create glory by myself." Max looked at them coldly and decided not to call George IV.

He already understood where his bloodline was passed down, so he naturally would not recognize the thief as his father.

"Also, starting today, fully accept the Protestant faith. If the priests of the Holy Roman Church are unwilling to become members of the Protestantism, they will all be expelled." Max said coldly.

"What."

"This won't work."

"Can't do this, king."

The ministers immediately protested. They could accept a man who killed his brother and father to become king, but they would never accept the impact of Protestantism on the Holy See.

This is not how pious they are. In fact, politicians are the least faithless.

But they knew very well that the power of the Holy Roman Catholic Church, even if the power of this Catholic Church has been weakened, it was definitely not something that the Kingdom of Great Britain could compete with.

"You are leading the Kingdom of Great Britain to perish." A minister protested without hesitation against Max's order, accusing him of being the king of the fallen country, "You are subverting the glory of the George family."

"Shut up." Max stood up suddenly, very majestic, "Die, those who disobey!"

The sound of the surging emotions came to an abrupt end. The ministers looked at it in panic, but their eyes fell on the silver hand that had already pulled out the knight's sword, and they were in a panic.

"Don't worry." Max glanced at the effect he had caused with satisfaction. "With the Knights of the Silver Hands, even the Holy Roman Catholic Church, we cannot be destroyed."

“And my goal is the entire continent.”

Max pointed his sword at the entire European continent and was full of energy. "I don't want to be like the Titan Empire, and the Holy Roman Empire are constantly dirty in secret, so I need a Holy See's Church who is completely under the royal power."

"Do you understand?"

"I understand." This sound was unwilling to accept it.

"Godfather, wizard." Max looked at Silver Hand and Chen Xu again, "The nobles and the clergy of the Holy Roman Catholic Church will be handed over to you."

"Yes." The Silver Hand gently spit out two words. From this time on, the fate of the nobles was destined, and no one would doubt the words of the Silver Hand.
Chapter completed!