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In other words, this time the enemy has such ‘capital’.

The capital that has nothing to do with strength and weakness, so that the sage disgusts from the heart, and then repels it.

Heresy, no, Malda is not that extreme fanatic.

Monsters, no, they are something more frightening than monsters.

The devil, no, is even more disgusting and repulsive than the devil.

It must be accurately described-disgusting, yes, it is more disgusting than anything.

From a human point of view, it is hard to imagine that there will be such a thing in the world.

What Malda sensed just now was such an existence.

"Less than five hundred meters?"

Altria raised her brows, and the invisible long sword fell on her hand with the wind.

"Unexpectedly, I haven't noticed it so close... Is it an ability like breath masking?"

This can really hide.

The awe-inspiring green eyes gradually narrowed, and the Knight King stared at the direction pointed by his companion without blinking.

The thumb of her right hand holding the invisible sword hilt moved--a place less than five hundred meters away is almost zero to her...

Do you want to attack directly?

Or close combat?

Chaos, twists, things more dangerous than demons.

——From the moment she heard Malda's description, she was ready to fight.

"What, it's so close! Ha—"

The refreshing and refreshing tone made people ignore even a trace of brutality, and the corners of Mordred's mouth pulled out a wanton arc.

A sharp point was exposed from the neatly white side teeth, giving her a bold and heroic spirit that made her heart-stirring.

"Really... all are chopped up like trash fish!"

The brilliantly shining king sword appeared in the hands of the rebellious knight, and the red thunder rushed on the sword that was more dazzling than any silver, and the surrounding air began to scorch.

This time the magical rush is passionate red, distorting the atmosphere, whipping space, representing the magical power overflowing from the red silver sword of the throne—

"This is the evil sword of destruction! It will surely bring destruction! Trample! Howl!-ClarentBloodArthur!"

The light that rebelled against the Duanli people surged out of the sword, and the torrent of light that came together easily swallowed everything in front of him.

Nothing can be spared in the foul light and heat.

Naturally, the trees will evaporate, and the earth will be cut out with an ugly scar.

On the road where the red light flowed, only slightly twisted air and charred light smoke rose.

It's like being touched up close by a huge heat source.

In fact, it is true.

Physically speaking, most of the attacks on military-to-city treasures are the convergence of light and heat in the form of magic.

"Hey! It's all trash fish!"

Putting the big sword flat on his petite shoulder, Mordred reached out and rubbed his nose, grinning with a triumphant smile.

The place where the enemy's stronghold was swept away by a single blow, there was no reaction at all, and the enemy who had not had time to show up. Faced with such a scene, no wonder she would be a little proud.

Especially when Altria had spoken to her, she was in high spirits.

Successfully attracting the father's attention and completely annihilating the enemy, nothing can make Mordred today more happier than this.

And if these two kinds of happiness are added together, maybe it can produce new happiness.

For example, it further attracted the attention of the Knight King.

Haha, a little too greedy.

Mordred, who was hard to know, shook his head in satisfaction, looking quite smug.

"..."

Altoria was expressionless and silent on the side.

If you want to criticize Mordred for this kind of thing, then you can't say enough.

Although in terms of decision-making, Altria herself also decided to take the initiative to attack.

However, they haven't really seen where the enemy is, okay?

What is the specific distance less than 500 meters?

Where is the location confirmation, what about the exact location and range?

Are you sure that the treasure can be completely hit?

If you get past the edge, isn't it a horror?

It might as well as two people swept over with a treasure together!

What is the reason for thinking so much?

In the end, if you clearly grasp the first opportunity, does it still depend on luck?

Altria, who couldn't say anything, finally chose to be silent.

‘It seems that her knight training really failed at all, and her combat style is also very problematic. ’

To some extent, the rebellious knight really attracted the attention of the knight king even further.

From the point of view of no positive significance.

"No, be careful, although Mordred's attack hit directly, but the disgusting breath has not disappeared."

Malda reminded solemnly.

In theory, under the light and heat of Treasure's level of foul play, nothing can be spared.