Chapter 1793：

"It's so noisy, how could I lose?"

Mordred clutched his right shoulder blade and stared coldly at Brunhild.

Immortality is Tianke's attribute. It was originally possible to use [Seiya] to control immortality monsters, but the black mud of Sajo Aige sealed her [Seiya].

So, if you want to defeat Brunhild head-on, you can only use the one sealed by her, the star cup is ultimately the real power-[Starization].

——Your treasure has some special features, so it is best not to use it for real.

Titis' warning echoed in her mind, and she knew in her heart that the star cup belonged to her great cause, but she had never really owned the star cup.

The Star Cup is looking forward to when Mordred will truly have it.

However, Mordred knew that that was the only limit she could not cross.

Once that line is crossed, [she] will never come back.

But...

"If I don't even love myself, who will love me? If I don't protect myself, who will protect me?"

The product of revenge, the birth without any blessings, only curses. Even the hard work of the day after tomorrow, everything she got, was eventually destroyed by her tearful hands.

The stars fell in an instant, leaving behind a dark night and the surging tide. No one loves her or hates her anymore, the memories are nothingness. It's like a road without a way back, and all the good things can't be restored.

So, if she doesn't even love herself, who will love herself?

Mordred's star cup exuded a strange light, and the third eye that had been tightly closed was slowly opening, and Mordred's skin began to become transparent, with endless stars dotted with it.

She wants to cross that line.

"It really is Master Mordred." From the tree head in the distance, the Demon Bodhisattva looked at Mordred who was about to activate the star cup with a smile, "It is indeed the right choice to return the intelligence to you. Yes. Well, you and I are the same kind of people. Father, mother, love, friendship... none of these are needed. No one loves us, and the only people who love us are ourselves."

In her eyes, there is no brilliance, some only a deadly chaos, "Welcome to the world of Beast. However, I should feel more happy. In my world alone, there is finally a person who can be called Friend's person...huh?"

In the dark and chaotic vision, there was suddenly a light, which was the light shining on the young man and the old flash.

Black and red light.

"What's that?" In the eyes of the demon-natured Bodhisattva's deadly chaos, doubtful brilliance appeared.

Black and red light flowed from the bodies of the young man and the old flash, turning into star dust in the sky, and then gathered in a cluster.

The black sharp spear turned into a wandering dragon and headed straight towards Mordred. As Mordred was about to cross the boundary, a hand appeared from behind her and patted her lightly. Shoulders.

Mordred was taken aback, turned his head and saw a red-black, muddy figure walking out from behind her, reaching out and grabbing the black gun.

"That's it, the mud left on us... The real purpose is not to protect Mordred, but to protect Mordred?" The boy pushed his glasses and looked shocked.

Mordred looked at the back of the clay figurine with a dazed expression, she would not admit it, because the back of the clay figurine was the man who had been thinking about and chanting for a lifetime, but resented the man for a lifetime.

It was a fantasy for a lifetime, but he had never seen the back of his father.

Chapter 114: Shi Lang’s Thoughts, Mordred’s Tears

"This, what is this?"

Brunhild stared at the mud figure who had caught his shot with a stunned face. In nature, it was undoubtedly an existence of the same kind as her, but she could also see that it was definitely not a love song of Sajo. Of mud.

"What are you?" Brunnhild's eyes narrowed, and he asked.

However, the clay figure didn't mean to answer at all.

He is Shirou's mud left on the boy and old Shan, without thought, but he carries Shirou's will and longing. When Mordred was about to cross the boundary, Shirou's longing and will left on the mud, but it caused the mud without thinking to instinctively activate.

He is mud, Shirou's treasure and Shirou's longing. He is not a human, so he cannot answer Brunhild.

"It seems that it is a treasure of the heroic spirit, just destroy you!"

A flash of killing intent flashed between Brunhild's eyes, and his hands were about to pull the sharp spear out of the clay figure's hands, but they didn't move.

What a strong muscle!

Brunhild was shocked, and then his eyes flashed with cold light. Since he can't pull it out, let him go in!

However, when she was about to act, the sharp gun held tightly by the clay figure suddenly wailed, and the body of the gun shattered like a cobweb.

Brunhild looked at the broken gun in his hand with a stunned look. Before he could react, the clay figure stretched out his hand and grabbed it towards her head.

Alash who saw this scene hurriedly shouted: "Dodge, Lancer!"

Brunhild reacted and quickly avoided the big hand of the clay figurine. However, Alash’s shout caused a gap in his infinite [Meteor One], which made the old flash seize this opportunity. Flashed out of the suppression, and came to the side of Mei Sha Ye at the Youth and Linglong Pavilion.

"Are you all right, Archer?" the boy asked quickly.

"I'm fine, but--," Old Flash looked at the clay figurine suspiciously, "Did his thoughts... actually reach here?"

"Missing?" The boy was puzzled.

Old Flash nodded solemnly, "Everything is alive. It is the future you, the longing for Mordred, which awakens the mud spirit. It is not magic power or contract that drives the mud man now, let alone Treasure, but longing."

"Then he cares about Mordred very much?" The boy couldn't help but said.

"Yeah, if you don't care to that extent, there is no way to wake up the mud."

The boy turned his head and looked at Mordred behind the clay figure, while Mordred looked at the figure behind the clay figure.

"Why..."

Suspicious, puzzled muttering came out of Mordred's mouth.

She couldn't understand why Shilang's mud would appear here, in front of her, protecting her.

"That clay figure..."

Alash cast a gloomy look at the clay figure, then his gaze fell on the old flash that had already got rid of the suppression, his face even more gloomy.

"Huh. The hypocritical mask is finally lifted off, polluted soul. This ugly look is really suitable for you, miscellaneous repair."

Old Shan took out countless legendary shields to form an iron bucket with the boy and Linglong Pavilion Mei Sha Ye, and then looked at Alash with a cruel, cold smile on his face.

He drew a sword that could kill [immortality], and said: "It's time to start the second round, the hero who shattered the stars!"

"You are not my opponent!" Alash drew his bow again. Now he dare not use [Meteor 1] easily. The old flash has no scruples. If he uses [Meteor 1] easily, he will be owned by the old flash instead. , Behead the treasure of [immortality] to kill.

"Alash is in danger..."

Brunhild took a look and knew how dangerous Alash was now.