Chapter 1917

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

Altoria and Mordred, in particular, were far more powerful than Matthew and Lancelot.

Matthew and Lancelot are just one side of the attack, the other side of defense, has been maintaining this situation, for a while, it was a standoff there.

In contrast, neither altoria nor Mordred intended to keep their hands, neither intended to put the other to death, leaving the dark storm and the red thunder and lightning rolling and surging in every corner of the battlefield.

"Qiang - Qiang - Qiang - Qiang - Qiang - Qiang -"

the fierce collision of swords and swords has been echoing, making the dark and red figures chase each other at an amazing speed. Like two thunderbolts, they flicker and crisscross back and forth. Flying in any direction of the battlefield, they will fight hundreds or even thousands of times in a blink of an eye, making magic and atmosphere all the time It's crazy.

"Drink ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Mordred roared frequently, and the sword in his hand crossed the thunder shadow and stormed to altoria like a storm, which made the red thunder and lightning riot and tremble.

"Hum!"

In this regard, altoria just snorted, and waved the sword like a flash in her hand. She flicked away the thunder slashes one by one. She even bullied her body in the red thunder and lightning, just like a fierce demon dragon. The holy sword was like its fangs, and fiercely attacked Mordred, making him die several times.

The battle between the two men was so fierce and dangerous that no one else could intervene.

If we change to the normal state, the strength between altoria and Mordred should be similar.

Mordred had inherited altoria's blood. Although it was an artificial life born out of Morgan's plot, he was also the orthodox successor with the knight King's blood. His strength was not much different from that of altoriya. Even the combination of skills was similar. He had high-level "intuition" skill and high-level "magic release" skill "Skills, together with one holding holy sword and one holding king sword, maybe altoria's performance is slightly higher than that of Mordred, and the gap is very small.

Now, altoria reverses and squanders her excessive magic. She is more ferocious than usual. She should be better than Mordred. But Mordred, with the blessing of the three Holy Grails, has three blessings, which is much stronger than the original altoria.

But now, altoria has entered into a contract with Luo Zhen, and LINGJI has been promoted again. It has more magic power than the Holy Grail. Compared with Mordred, who has three great blessings, it is not weak at all.

What's more, we have to be a little better again.

Therefore, even though Modred's "magic release" skill was greatly improved after the blessing was strengthened, and the fury and power of the released red thunder soared compared with normal, altoria was not inferior to Modred in terms of spending magic. With the magic support of the planet level, it was not empty.

Therefore, in this fierce confrontation, the battlefield seemed to be ploughed by black storm and red lightning. It was either cracked or completely cracked. The earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking, and the roar was not stopped. It was called the level of natural disaster.

It's just...

"it's almost over."

Altoria declared mercilessly in the fierce confrontation.

It made Mordred furious.

"Do you think you're going to win...!"

Murdred cried out.

"Isn't that for granted?" "We're about equal in pure power now, no, I'm better than that, if not more, but enough to deal with you."

"You can talk big! King Arthur "When I cut off your head again, you will know that the victory or defeat is not based on the strength, and the final victory is the king's way!"

"Yes." "If you can't win, no matter how strong it is, it's just useless. Let me pierce your abdomen, rebel knight."

"Come, if you can." Mordred laughed grimly without fear.

So...

"ha!"

At last, altoria burst into a loud voice and suddenly whirled, her feet pounding like a hammer into the ground.

"Bang!"

In the sound of explosion, the dust flew up.

And in the dust, a dark shadow flew out.

That's the sword.

In the dust, alter hurled her sword straight at Mordred."What...!"

Mordred was shocked.

Don't say it was Mordred, but anyone else would be astonished at this scene.

Because, who could have imagined that the sword, which symbolized King Arthur himself, had been thrown out so directly?

Not to mention, for knights, losing the sword is tantamount to losing life. No one would have thought that altoria would have done so.

"Is there nothing you can do? King Arthur

Mordred quickly responded and suddenly cut out the sword in his hand.

"Dang!"

In the clear sound, the dark sword was struck by Mordred's king sword.

"Lost the sword, I see how you win me...!"

Mordred spoke out loud and ran in the direction of altoria.

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

Altoria reappeared in front of Mordred.

It's just...

"whew

In the sharp sound of breaking the sky, a shadow filled with magic power rises from it.

Mordred didn't respond at all.

Then...

"Pooh

Blood splashed in the sound of tearing.

“......！”

Mordred could not help but stop and open his eyes.

Altoria stood in front of Mordred, her body bowed, with indifference in her eyes.

On a closer look, in the hands of altoria, unexpectedly, holding a long gun.

It was a long gun that no one noticed on the battlefield.

Under the cover of the dust, alter picked it up, filled it with magic, and penetrated Mordred's abdomen, allowing the tip of the gun to penetrate Modred's back.

Blood, spilled on the earth.

That's what altoria said.

"Don't forget how I killed you when you were alive."

Yes.

Before his death, Mordred was not killed by the sword, but by King Arthur's gun through his abdomen.

So...

"if there is no holy sword, it will not affect whether you can kill you or not." Altoria said coldly, "even in my hands now, there is no holy gun."

With that, altoria drew out her spear and let the blood fall like a fountain.

"Father... King..."

Mordred spat blood and fell down slowly.

On the other side, a muffled thump suddenly resounded through the audience.

"Bang!"

With the sound of such a thump, Lancelot's figure finally flew backwards and landed on the ground, rolling several times before stopping.

"Hoo..."

Matthew took up his shield and let out a breath.

It seems that the winner and loser are also divided here.

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