The Trinity of Harry Potter

Kano shook off the blood on his arm in embarrassment, shook his head and concentrated.

The two have been fighting for more than three hours. He just saw the opportunity, poured his divine power into the arrow, passed Mordred's defense, and hit the door of hell behind him.

Arrows exploded in it, and the gate of hell fluctuated violently, spitting out more black mist, but it became a little thinner.

The Black Mist once again made Mordred's strength rise to a new level, and now his strength level is on par with Ranmarok's full state.

But the Hell Gate did not dissipate, but gradually stabilized, and after five breaths, it returned to its smoky, lifeless appearance.

It's not good. If you think about it this way, you have to use all your strength to completely smash the door of hell.

By that time, Mordred will have been strengthened to an extremely terrifying level.

Does he have any so-called limits now? If after breaking the door of hell, Mordred instantly becomes stronger than Lancelot, he will not be able to defeat him.

There was no time to hesitate anymore, Mordred's strength was still slowly rising, and he had to make a decision.

Almost all the divine power in the body was mobilized by Kano and output in the form of the divine power of the sun, like a layer of flowing gold foil attached to the bodies of humans and horses, as well as the oak sword.

The surrounding air was distorted by the scorching heat, and the ground under the little unicorn's hooves was baked dry and hard.

The little unicorn spread its hooves like the wind and approached Mordred. Kano used all his life's knowledge to pass a sword through his defense gap and penetrated his chest.

Mordred didn't care as Hell Gate came behind him, ready to repair his wounds.

At this moment, the extremely compressed solar power burst out, and the golden energy torrent broke free from its restraints, roaring along the edge of the oak sword and shattering the door of hell.

Before the fragments of the Hell Gate fell to the ground, they turned into thick black mist and poured into Mordred's body.

Kano felt that his aura began to increase exponentially, and even his thin body seemed to be creaking and expanding.

However, not all of the black mist was injected into his body. After a brief stagnation, it transformed into hundreds of knights with helmets and armor.

Mordred violently began to attack Kano, and the knight transformed by the black mist also rushed towards Kano.

Obviously, Mordred's strength has reached the limit, but these Black Mist Knights are also good players. Together with Mordred, whose strength has already surpassed Kano's front line, Kano was overwhelmed and found it difficult to escape for a while.

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At the same time, the phantom of Hell Gate appeared behind Mordred again and was rapidly reappearing. It seemed that everything was too late.

"Concentrate on your opponent!"

A figure flew out from Kano's oak sword, and actually plundered part of the free black mist form, defeating more than a dozen black mist knights in one move.

Kano took a closer look and saw that it was Fergus holding a spiral sword.

Soon, many familiar faces broke away from the oak swords, absorbing the black mist, delaying the re-forming of the gate of hell, and fighting with the black mist knights.

King Mark with a gloomy face, Cu Chulainn shouting and fighting, dragon-slaying heroes Siegfried and Beowulf.

Even the Celtic soldiers and the heroic spirits defeated by Kano in the Hall of Valor reappeared and joined the battle with shouts.

The hardships of the past will become the strength of the future. Kano has always believed this, but he did not expect that it would be shown in such an intuitive form.

The menacing Black Mist Knight beside him was pushed away by a sea of ​​warriors in various costumes, and his hands and feet were tied up, making it difficult for him to perform.

Kano was a little confused for a moment. Just when he was about to ask, he heard the impatient Cu Chulainn roar.

"Your sword absorbed our resentment, and naturally intercepted part of our will. Isn't it natural to help our admired opponents block these soldiers?"

"Do what you have to do!"

Kano came back to his senses. At this time, Mordred, who was in full condition, struck hard with every sword strike, carrying a thick black mist, eroding Kano's body.

Now that Kano has only a little bit of divine power left, which must be kept until the end, he is almost unable to resist this erosion, and his movements have become sluggish.

After a few breaths, his body was injured in many places.

In a flash of lightning, Kano made a decision.

He used a flaw, and Mordred's long sword directly split his right shoulder and collarbone, and got stuck on the edge of the strong ribs.

Black mist poured into Kano's body, preventing his rapid healing and eroding his flesh.

Kano's right hand dropped weakly, and his left hand suddenly grasped the opponent's sword hand.

"Ha... you're dead." Mordred didn't resist, as if he believed that Kano was already dying.

He showed a twisted smile: "Come with me...to hell."

The door to hell behind him gradually became clearer, and he was about to transform again.

At this moment, several small vines shot out from the smooth wound on Kano's shoulder and connected to the tendons of his right arm.

Like operating a puppet, Kano used these vines to control his right hand and fiercely inserted the oak sword into Mordred's chest.

The last bit of divine power exploded in Mordred's chest, and the door to hell that was just about to take shape stopped at the same time as Mordred's smile.

All the Black Mist Knights and Kano's helpers disappeared.

Kano seemed to hear an angry roar, and the blockade of the surrounding space collapsed.

The black mist on Mordred's body continued to dissipate, and he turned back into an ordinary spirit body, as if waking up from a big dream, looking blankly at the seriously injured Kano.

The black mist in the body still did not give up corroding Kano's body, and seemed determined to exchange his soul for Mordred.

Kano no longer had any divine power in his body and could only resist with difficulty.

This may really turn the tables.

"Did you... have a fight with me? What time is it now?" Mordred asked blankly.

Kano looked at this famous and good son, feeling angry and funny, but he really didn't have the energy to explain anything, and even his thinking became slow.

"The war is over, go home, knight."

Morgan and Merlin appeared in this space that was gradually returning to the mortal world, and happened to see Kano fall to the ground, with the little unicorn rubbing his face sadly.

Morgan cried and knelt down beside Cano, trying his best to save him.

Kano's heart has completely stopped beating and his brain has stopped functioning. His spirit body has shown signs of instability and may completely separate from the physical body at any time.

Once he dies completely, his soul will inevitably be pulled into hell.

"Merlin! Is this what you said, okay?" Morgan roared at the old man while using healing magic.

"It shouldn't be, the process is not over yet..." Merlin was also very anxious, muttering something in confusion.

"Give me the life force, Merlin! Help me drain the life force of this land!" Morgan looked ferocious, preparing to use forbidden spells.

Merlin was shocked: "Doing this is tantamount to betraying your identity as a druid, and you will be driven to pieces!"

"Stop talking nonsense, I don't care!"

"But this vitality has different origins from Kano...that wooden sign!" Merlin suddenly thought of something and closed his eyes.

The little unicorn magic circle was returned, and a moment later, Fleur and it apparated here.

Without saying a word, she placed the three-whirlpool wooden sign hanging on her chest on the wound on Kano's shoulder.

The wooden sign disappeared into Kano's body like water droplets merging into the ocean.

A sudden burst of light enveloped all the people and spirits in the scene, disappearing into the silent hill of the sword fence.