The Journey of King Arthur

"Ah! Damn it, this is so painful, Lanlost! You traitor, you dare to trick me! You are so courageous!"

At this time, crackling red lightning shot out from the cracks in the rocks of the mountain where Mordred was buried.

"Bang! Crack, crackle, crackle, crackle..."

The broken rocks flew everywhere, and Lanlost expressionlessly split all the rocks flying towards him in half.

The location where Mordred originally exploded was two meters wide and was basically filled with dust. All the rocks next to it were left with red thunder and lightning that swam on the rocks like small snakes.

Then, a hand protected by white and silver armor broke through the dust and stretched out, and fiercely grasped the stone beside the cave.

"What the hell is that thing of yours that hurts so much when it hits someone! Damn it! Lanlost, I must kill you!"

At this time, with a sound of breaking the air, a stone was thrown out of the hole, and Lanlost easily caught it and crushed the stone into small pieces, and then converted them into Noble Phantasms one by one, and then used them again.

Throw it at Mordred.

"Ah!! It's just a small area, but it can actually cause harm to me! Lanlost, you are also flexible in the Betrayer! You can actually use this method!"

At this time, the dust dissipated due to the sudden attack from both sides. At this time, Lanlost also saw clearly what Mordred looked like now.

At this time, the horns on her armor fell off, her hair was very messy, there was a wound on her forehead above her left eye, blood flowed to her chin, her eyes flashed fiercely, and her mouth showed an exaggerated smile (the appearance of a smile)

, please refer to Accelerator for details).

The whole person looks dusty and dirty, but it also reveals her wildness.

"This is a battlefield. As long as you don't exceed your bottom line and can win, isn't it okay?" At this time, Lanlost held the Indestructible Lake Light tightly in his hands, looking ready to go.

"Humph! That's right!" At this time, Mordred chuckled, and clenched the brilliant King's Sword with both hands.

"But before the fight begins, let me answer the question you, the traitor, asked before. After all, now that I have received the blessing given to me by my father, I am out of control. Even you, the so-called strongest knight of the Round Table! I have certain confidence that I can defeat you.

!So if you don’t answer now, you won’t be able to answer in the future.”

"Lord Mordred, it's not good to be too arrogant." At this time, Lanlost smiled sarcastically: "Then tell me why now?"

"Of course it was my father's order! You fool! And how could my father be angry? If I killed more people, my father might be happy to reward me with some land in the Holy City as a share.

Where is the land!"

"Is that so? Then why didn't you resist? Why did you accept this order? Aren't you a rebel knight?"

"Why should I resist! Isn't it normal for a knight to listen to the king's words? And rebel knights are already a thing of the past!" At this time, Mordred said very unhappily, and then suddenly his eyes froze, and he was extremely surprised.

Said: "Wait a minute, why is this voice so familiar?!"

"That's because this is my voice..." At this time, Artoria, who had turned black for some time, stood up from the seat of the fighter jet and looked at Mordred indifferently.

He said coldly: "Baby, I'm very disappointed in you..."

"You? Are you the other father on the battlefield half a year ago? I just said why the voice is so familiar." At this time, Mordred said with an indifferent expression, and glanced at Artoria coldly.

: "Now, you are not the king I serve, so why should I care about your attitude towards me, so shut your mouth, Arthur! If you say another word, I will chop you down!"

"Hmph! Are you very brave? Ha! I want to see now, whether you chopped me or I... chopped you!"

At this time, Artoria's right hand had summoned the blackened Sword of Victory (Old Sword Version) at some point. The tip of the sword was pointed at Momodred, and the black and red magic power was rolling on the sword.

, the bright and bright day has now become like night. The only bright place in this area is the magic power on Artoria's sword. A strong magic pressure is attacking Mordred.

Mordred opened her eyes wide and stared at Arturia, who was looking at him with extremely cold eyes, as if she were looking at the corpse of a creature that had been dead for a long time, and a drop of cold sweat flowed from her temples.

He stopped and even took a step back unconsciously.

Mordred didn't understand at all why Artoria, who was stronger than the Solemn Knight half a year ago, had such powerful magic power!

Naturally, she wouldn't know, after all, Artoria's current strength is only level 43, and this powerful supply of magic power is also provided by the system.

"Call out, it's time for you to leave this place. Come and be ravaged, don't make any unnecessary resistance!"

"Hey, hey, hey! This is really serious! Is it so scary when Arturia gets angry?! If this continues, these mountains will become like flat land!!" At this time, the words on the virtual screen appeared.

The doctor covered his head with his hands and shouted in panic.

"What! What should we do next! Teacher Kong Ming! Use your invincible wisdom to think of a solution!" At this time, Gudazi grabbed Weber's collar with both hands and pulled it hard.

"Don't talk about it now! In short, there is only one way at the moment! That is to interrupt Artoria's release of the Noble Phantasm!"

At this time, Weber hurriedly dodged and came to Lex's mouth, his palm aimed at Artoria, who was accumulating power.

"This is the ultimate position of the great military division..."

As Weber shouted, eight red pillars engraved with black patterns appeared above Artoria and landed next to Artoria one after another.

"Eight formations of stone soldiers!"

Finally, a huge Bagua Disk also fell from the sky, completely trapping Artoria inside.

The magic power of the sword in Artoria's hand has become much less, but it still continues to grow.

Moreover, Artoria did not feel any discomfort. Instead, she said coldly: "The Round Table Dictatorship Conference has officially begun."

"Damn it! There's no dizziness! And the curse didn't succeed either!" Weber said in a somewhat impatient mood.

"Father, Avalon can ignore all curses. It depends on me next!" At this time, Mordred was holding a piece of golden hair that had just been obtained from Jack, and obtained it from Weber.

I passed by and jumped straight down.