Light Spirit Epic

This blow would be fatal if it hits, almost to the degree that Bradyville can cut Lazily.

And Mordred was so fast that even if Bradyville reacted at this time, it was impossible to completely escape the blow. If you jump up, your leg will be broken, and if you crouch, your head will be beheaded. No matter how you dodge, it will be a dead end.

So Bradyville didn't intend to hide at all, so he used a shield to block it forcibly!

Boom! The blood blade hits the electromagnetic shield constructed by the electromagnetic ball, and then explodes the shield!

Boom! The Blood Blade once again hit the electromagnetic shield constructed by another group of small electromagnetic balls, still exploding the shield!

Boom! The Blood Blade hit the electromagnetic shield constructed by another group of small electromagnetic **** for the last time, exploding the last shield!

The blade's lethality is so high that it can directly blast a three-layer shield composed of twelve small electromagnetic balls, making the blood blade approach Bediveville!

But at the same time the momentum of this blow has been greatly reduced, and the power has dropped significantly! Bediwell had no way to manipulate the Mithril fluid to block, a large amount of Mithril fluid gushed out of him, transformed into a huge arm, and caught the blow!

Although this blow was followed by Bediville, Mordred did what Mordred wanted, and his blood blade and Bediville's Mithril fluid began to merge with each other! The blood eroded the Mithril like rust, and a large amount of Mithril was scrapped because of this—at least temporarily!

Mordred smiled triumphantly, thinking that his attack had an effect; at the same time, Bediville also showed a sinister smile because his goal was achieved!

Mordred thought he was taking advantage, but in fact it was the opposite. He fell into Bediville's strategy. From the very beginning, Bediwell was acting. The three layers of defenses that were broken were because Bediwell was deliberately releasing water, creating a situation where he had to use Mithril fluid to catch the blade of blood! When Bradyville saw the blood blade and the mithril fluid entangled, he immediately drew out the frozen light gun, aimed at the entanglement of blood and silver, and shot it!

"You want it, just give it to you!" He controlled the part of the Mithril fluid that had not been completely corroded, and launched it! That piece of fluid that was "rusting" and freezing at high speed turned out like a cannonball, pulling Mordred's right arm, and hitting the face of the blood-stained wolf in one breath!

Mordred wanted to dodge, but because the frozen blood blade was connected to his arm, it was difficult for him to avoid objects connected to his body! This situation is equivalent to Bradville pushing Mordred's right hand to slap Mordred's face! As you can imagine, Mordred couldn't escape the attack from "his" no matter how fast he was, and he slapped himself! Moreover, the huge frozen mass (the frozen mass formed by the coagulation of the mithril fluid and the blood) also slammed heavily on Mordred's forehead, making him stare at Venus!

This monster may not know the pain, but a concussion is another matter, unless he doesn't even have a brain! For a while, Mordred was hit hard, standing still unable to move!

Bradyville's side naturally seized the opportunity to make a fierce attack. He raised the frozen light gun and shot continuously at the feet of the blood-stained wolf, freezing Mordred's legs in one breath!

"Hmm...!" Mordred was just dizzy for about two seconds, and when he recovered from the concussion, his legs were no longer at his command! He may really not feel pain, so he doesn't know how serious the damage to his legs is caused by freezing. When he tried to move his legs forcibly to walk, his frozen right leg snapped and broke!

Boom! The blood-stained wolf fell awkwardly to the ground! At this time, Bediville raised the light gun again and prepared to shoot. Mordred knew how threatening the frozen light gun was, and immediately manipulated all his own blood into a huge blood fence, releasing spikes in all directions!

A large pool of blood spread on the ground, and then sharp **** spikes pierced obliquely from the pool of blood, facing the possible light bullet from Bediville. But Bradyville did not fire at all, but manipulated the Luna Steel skateboard to accelerate rapidly, as far away as possible from Mordred! The blood fence with a huge attack range did not hit the Mithril Wolf, and all the attacks were lost!

"But you can't get close..." Mordred climbed up on three legs and said weakly.

"No, I don't need to come near." Bediwell said, "You have already lost."

Rumble rumble rumble! ------

The atmosphere is shaking.

"What...?" Mordred realized that the sunlight above his head was getting more and more intense at this time, so he looked up.

There are actually two suns in the sky!

Is this an illusion? That's right, in this kind of desert-like dune terrain, it is indeed possible to produce a mirage-like illusion, allowing people to occasionally see two suns. But after all, a mirage is a kind of phantom, a phantom and uncertain appearance.

But what appeared before Mordred's eyes were two real suns, so clear and so dazzling that it was impossible to deny the authenticity of either of these two suns!

And one of the suns is getting bigger and bigger.

wrong! It should be said that one of the suns is getting closer and closer! It fell down!

The sun that is falling is not the real sun in nature, it is...!

The Holy Spirit of Bediwell, [Seal the Sun]!

"When...!" Mordred's eyes widened in surprise. Then he instantly recalled an attack by Bediwell before. A ball of light grazed beside Mordred, a ball of light that was almost non-destructive, and it was not even accurate. But that wonderful blow actually hides things!

From then on, Bediwell cast [Seal Sun] out! From that moment on, he has been deploying this final kill, just waiting for the right time to take action!

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That's right, the power of the ball of light that was shot out at the beginning is insignificant, and it can't even hit Mordred!

But the shot ball was quickly ordered by Bediville, climbed into the air, and waited there.

[Holy Spirit---Seal Sun] has the characteristic of "automatic charging", it can absorb the photons in the surrounding environment while standing by, expand itself and increase its lethality!

Bradyville and Mordred have fought on the sand dunes for so long, even though [Seal Sun] that [Francis] went out was very weak at first, but now it is accumulating to an astonishing level!

Bradyville was waiting for the best time, when Mordred's legs and feet were injured and his mobility was sealed! And this moment he finally waited, Mordred broke a leg during the freezing and nibbles, and now he can only rely on the blood fence formed by blood control to protect himself, but there is no way to move!

Since the blood-stained wolf could not move, Bedivre seized the opportunity to use his hand to let the [Seal Sun] deployed in the sky fall!

Rumble rumble rumble! ------

With a radius of thirty feet, a huge ball of light descended from the sky, directly on top of the blood-stained wolf! That is a high-density cluster of photons, so powerful that Mordred's mere creature's body can't compete!

Mordred used all the blood to impact the light ball, but it had no effect at all. Under the crush of high concentration of photons, Mordred's blood control technique was as naive as a child's toy! The blood crystals and blood spikes evaporate and break up immediately when they hit the light ball, and there is not even a scum left!

"Hahaha...ahhahahahaha!" The blood-stained wolf laughed out loud: "Yes, not bad!"

Boom! ! The huge ball of light pressed on the blood-stained wolf, and then detonated!

The huge white light swallowed the entire sand dune, blew a lot of yellow sand away, and blasted a deep pit in the huge sand dune!

After dozens of seconds, everything disappeared, and the splitting 　[封印阳光]　 turned back into a thumb-sized ball of light and came to rendezvous with Bediville, and once again merged with the fire of the spell.

Bediwell walked slowly to the pit to check Mordred's situation.

There was already a white-haired boy covered in blood and tattered clothes. His limbs twisted in weird directions, and the bones of his hands and feet should be all broken.

However, Mordred was still struggling, unexpectedly tenacious. Some blood is still condensing on him, wrapping his body, it seems that he is planning to cover his whole body with blood, forcibly letting himself get up and continue fighting with broken hands and feet-it is a bit like the current Bediville similar.

"Why, continue to be strong?" asked the young werewolf.

"No... can... just like this... show weakness..." The white-haired boy wriggled his body with difficulty. He tried to cover his whole body with the blood of the blood control technique, but the blood volume was already severely insufficient, and the wounds on his body did not continue to gush out blood.

"Can't... let my mother see me... failing...!" He whispered, "I still have...useful value!" Do not leave me!"

He was talking about Mogoss. He is just an experiment, a tool. When the tool loses its usefulness, Mogos's enchantress will ruthlessly abandon the tool, which she has always done.

Bediwell felt the endless loneliness in Mordred's self-talk.

"She is not worthy of you." Bediwell sighed: "She only uses you as a tool. She is not worth your hard work for her."

"No...use...you...pipe...!" Mordred stood up stubbornly, even though he stood up crookedly, he couldn't stand still, not to mention. Go to fight.

"Go to sleep, boy." Bediwell raised the incantation fire and aimed at Mordred: "After today's game is over, you will go to King Arthur. Tell him all your life and he will provide you with shelter. Yes. No matter what your situation is, it is better than going back to Mogoss. At least Arthur will not put you in a cage to punish you because of your failure, and will not put you down. Experiment with the body cut open and shredded. We will not do the cruel things that Mogos will do on you without hesitation."

Bediville's words seemed to poke Mordred's sore spot, and his expression instantly weakened.

At the moment Mordred's heart became undefended, Bediveville had already used the fire of a spell to cast a spell on Mordred, a very simple hypnotic spell. The huge distress immediately grabbed the white-haired boy, and he fell heavily again.

The Mithril fluid manipulated by Bediveville stretched out like a big hand. Regardless of the risk of being eroded by blood, it carefully caught the fallen Mordred-at least so that the fractured white-haired boy would not get worse.

Mordred lying on the sand did not move, it was a deep sleep like death.

"Is this a winner?" asked Bediwell.

Only then did the bee golem hidden in a corner appear, and the voice of the Grand Duke of Palinlor was heard: "Confirm. The winner of the battle is the werewolf Bediville. Please keep Mr. Mordred. In situ, the medical team will come to rescue immediately."

Immediately afterwards, the demon bee also made a harsh sound.

"The final round has been selected. The last two contestants on the battlefield, the werewolf Bediwell, and the Lion Elaine. Your positions have been marked on the map, and it is time for the final victory!"