Half pushing and half leaning, the king sword in his hand was directly stabbed out.

As the steel armor was broken open with a hole and countless cracks like lightning, blood also flowed out of Mordred's mouth.

"Ha... poof!"

Arturia stared at Mordred's movements and widened her eyes.

Others may not know, but she is clearly the clearest.

——Because that is her move.

And it was Mordred who killed like that.

Although the weapons, the environment, and the situation are completely different—but both the result and the posture are so similar.

"I will use this trick, should I say that it is me..."

If Mordred wanted to, she could actually pull Chu Fan's Mordred out of the arena now.

——Like when she fought King Arthur at the Sword Bar.

But she didn't.

As she said - there can only be one Rebel Knight.

So, if one falls, the other will survive.

"If it's me—the one on the other side must be the father...

I didn't expect that when I saw you for the second time, I was still so embarrassed. "

Mordred drew out the king's sword, and Artoria walked to her side.

Mordred at the fourth singularity lost all his strength and fell to the ground.

The blue dust gradually emanated from her body, but her eyes were fixed on Artoria and herself who were standing in front of her—she smiled.

Not reconciled.

But at the same time, I envy you.

Just live like this.

another me.

- Finally, don't embarrass me.

Her body fell to the ground, shattered directly into countless blue dust, and disappeared on the ground.

And Mordred suddenly widened his eyes.

As the blue dust disappeared, the memory of another self at the fourth singularity poured into Mordred's mind like an archive.

After a long time, she opened her eyes again.

"So, that's what it looks like."

"Master, the specific situation is like this."

Chu Fan listened to Mordred's statement and found that things were basically the same as the original, so he nodded.

"The information we can understand now is probably the stronghold chosen by the original Mordred, and it is something like a spiritual vein."

"Then shall we go?"

Mordred learned something through memory.

For example, apple cider... Bah, for example, I have a comrade-in-arms in this London surrounded by magic fog.

Chu Fan thought for a while and nodded.

"Although in this singularity, we are not suitable for building a large-scale position.

But if there are no two places to stay, it will be somewhat inconvenient to move.

——It is still uncertain whether the heroic spirit will have an effect in the dense fog.

Anyway, it is a magician's workshop, and it is estimated that Medea can conduct some research on the magic fog.

So, go check it out. "

PS: Ten changes are over. 【1/8】

PS2: Next chapter, eight o'clock.

Chapter 0309 Henry Jekyll

"Hello, my name is Chu Fan."

Pushing open the door and closing it quickly, Chu Fan said his name with a smile under the warm light like a fire.

In all fairness, Chu Fan had long black hair, and although he didn't wear glasses, his eyes were still full of intelligence.With such a gentle smile on his face, it is indeed easy to give people a good impression.

However, the premise is.

He was alone—not when he was carrying a dozen Heroic Spirits.

"Swordsman, who are these people?"

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