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1917 had no effect at all.

At the same time, on the other two battlefields, the fierce battle continued.

Especially Artoria and Mordred's side are much more powerful than Mathul and Lancelot.

Massau and Lancelot were just attacking fiercely on one side, and the other side defended, and maintained this situation for a while. For a moment, they were in a stalemate.

On the other hand, Artoria and Mordred had no intention of holding back. Neither planned to put the other party to death, allowing the dark storm and red lightning to continuously roll and rush, appearing in every corner of the battlefield.

"Clang clang clang clang clang clang clang"

The fierce sound of sword collisions echoed, causing the dark figures and red figures to chase each other at an astonishing speed, like two thunderbolts, flashing and interlacing back and forth, flying in any direction on the battlefield, and fighting hundreds or even thousands of times in the blink of an eye, making magic and atmosphere crazy.

"Drink ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Mordred roared frequently, and the king's sword in his hand drew waves of thunder shadows, attacking Artoria like a storm, making the red lightning like riots and tremble constantly.

"snort!"

In response to this, Artoria just snorted coldly, and kept swinging the holy sword in her hand like a flash, bounced away the thunder slashes one by one, and even bullied her in the red lightning, like a violent demon dragon. The holy sword was like its fangs, and it pounced on Mordred, causing Mordred to die several times and survive.

The battle between these two people was so fierce and dangerous that there was no room for others to intervene.

If it were in normal state, the strength between Artoria and Mordred should be not much different.

Mordred originally inherited Artoria's bloodline. Although it was artificial life born because of Morgan's conspiracy, he was still an orthodox successor with the Knight King bloodline. His strength was unlikely to Artoria. Even the combination of skills was similar. He had high-level (intuitive) skills, and also high-level (magic release) skills. In addition, a hand-held holy sword and a hand-held king sword, perhaps Artoria's performance was slightly higher than that of Mordred, and the gap was also very small.

Now, Artoria has reversed and squandered her excessive magic power to the fullest, more violent than usual, and should be stronger than Mordred, but after the blessing of the three major (Holy Grail), Mordred has three major blessings, which is much stronger than the original Artoria [alter].

But now, Artoria [alter] and Luo Zhen have signed a contract, and the Spirit Kid has been promoted again, and has a magic power far better than (Holy Grail) to support it. Compared to Mordred, who has three blessings, it is no weak at all.

And even, it is a little better again.

Therefore, even though Mordred's (magic release) skill has been greatly improved after the blessing is strengthened, the red thunder fury and power released have increased a lot compared to normal, but in terms of squandering magic, Artoria [alter] is not inferior to Mordred at all. With the support of the magic power of the planet, it is not worth it at all.

So, in this fierce confrontation, the battlefield was plowed by dark storms and red lightning. It either cracked or exploded completely. The earth shook and the mountains were roaring, and the momentum was so great that it could be called the level of natural disasters.

only

"It's almost over."

Artoria [alter] declared ruthlessly in the fierce confrontation.

This made Mordred furious.

"Do you think you're sure to win??"

Mordred shouted loudly.

"Isn't this taken for granted?" Artoria said expressionlessly: "We are probably equal in pure power now. No, I should be a little better than that. Even if there are not many, it is enough to deal with you."

"Just just talk big! King Arthur!" Mordred shouted with a angrily smile: "When I cut off your head again, you will know that the outcome does not depend on the amount of power, and winning in the end is the king!"

"That's right." Artoria [alter] did not deny it, and said, "If you can't win, no matter how strong that power is, it is just a useless thing. Let me pierce your abdomen, Rebel Knight."

"If you can do it, come on!" Mordred smiled grimly without any fear.

then

"ha!"

Artoria finally shouted loudly, suddenly turned around, and her feet were like a hammer, rushing toward the ground.

"Bang!"

Amid the bursting sound, dust flew up.

And in the dust, a black shadow flew out.

That's the Holy Sword.

Artoria [alter] threw his holy sword straight in the dust, causing him to shoot at Mordred.

"What!?"

Mordred was stunned.

Not to mention Mordred, anyone else would be shocked when faced with this scene.

Because, who would have thought that the holy sword that symbolizes King Arthur himself was thrown out so directly?

Not to mention, for the knight, losing the sword is equivalent to losing his life, and no one would have thought that Artoria [alter] would do this.

"Are you helpless? King Arthur!"

Mordred reacted quickly and suddenly slashed out the King's Sword in his hand.

"clang!"

Amid the crisp sound, the dark holy sword was knocked away by Mordred's king sword.

"Lost the Holy Sword, I see how you beat me!"

Mordred spoke loudly and rushed towards Artoria.

The dust that enveloped Artoria was immediately blown away by the strong wind that blew up, revealing the scene inside.

Artoria [alter] reappeared in front of Mordred.

only

"call out!"

Amid the sharp sound of breaking through the air, a afterimage filled with magic power suddenly emerged from it.

Mordred couldn't react at all.

Then

"Puff!"

As the tearing sounds, blood splatters.

"!"

Mordred couldn't help but stop and opened his eyes wide.

Artoria [alter] lowered her body and stood in front of Mordred, her eyes full of coldness.

After a closer look, in Artoria's hand, he held a spear at some point.

It was an unnoticed spear that fell on the battlefield.

Altolia picked it up under the cover of dust and filled it with magic, piercing through Mordred's abdomen, allowing the tip of the gun to penetrate from Mordred's back.

Blood sprinkled on the earth.

Artoria [alter] spoke just like that.

"Don't forget, how did you kill me during your lifetime."

Yes.

During his lifetime, Mordred was not killed by the holy sword, but was penetrated through the abdomen by King Arthur's holy gun.

so

"There is no holy sword, and it will have no effect on whether you can kill you." Artoria said coldly: "Even if I am now, there is no holy gun."

As he said that, Artoria pulled out her spear and let the blood fall like a fountain.

"Father"

Mordred vomited blood in his mouth and fell slowly.

On the other side, a muffled sound suddenly echoed throughout the audience.

"Bang!"

With such a muffled blow, Lancelot's figure finally flew backwards, fell on the ground, rolled several times before stopping.

"call"

Then Mashu put away the shield he swung and breathed out.
Chapter completed!
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