My Heroic Life

Even stubborn and conservative people who dismiss them no matter how they are, have to admit one thing-that is, they are getting stronger and have not yet reached the peak.

Where is the limit of the heroic spirit?To what extent can their strength finally reach?This is probably an unsolved mystery that no one in this world can answer.

Now, the rebellious knight Mordred will use practical actions to teach these old-age creations in front of them, and let them understand what they should fear most in the new century after the second millennium.

Regardless of the enemy who jumped into the formation not far away, or the envoy of life and death in front of him, Mordred cast his gaze on the twisted and unknown woods of the Lost Forest, and then looked carefully for a moment.

For no other reason, she was looking for a straight and big one.

"Oh, just you are good."

Her eyes stopped on a towering tree, and then smiled like approvingly. She walked under the tree, hugged the trunk of nearly two meters in diameter with both hands, and then screamed loudly with her arms. .

"Oh oh oh oh oh!"

The red magic power visible to the naked eye was released from the body, and the magical power of Mordred was terrifying, and even the green knight, who was known for his strength, was not her enemy at this time.

The towering ancient trees swayed continuously in this roar, and the roots were pulled out of the ground one by one, but within a few seconds, the number of spring and autumn black trees that grew out of the ground became a toy in Mordred's hands.

The rebellious knight showed a bloodthirsty smile. She pulled out the old tree and did not relax her strength, but continued to use her force to lift the old tree horizontally, supporting it on top of her head like a weightlifter, and then facing the crowd in front of the shield wall. It can't be thrown out by the enemy.

The huge force pushed the ancient tree to fly by in the air, and before hitting the shield wall, it made a loud bang, but a hit to the ground did not completely dissolve its kinetic energy. The ancient tree turned into a rolling wood in the squeak of the branch breaking. Jumping and rolling out all the ink dots.

It was not until nearly a hundred meters later that the tumbling old tree finally stopped among the corpses of the shadow people. The shadow people who survived this catastrophic attack only breathed a sigh of relief, but found that this was only the beginning of the disaster.

The red magic shining on the falling figure like a meteor, Mordred's body hit the middle of the stopped ancient tree, the steel boots stepped on the trunk, and the flying sawdust splashed around.

Using her feet, she stomped the solid trunk into two sections, and then pierced the lower part of the trunk with a single arm like a knife and swung it like a weapon.

"You don't even need to draw a sword against you guys, this is enough!"

This thick log reminded Mordred of the wooden sword he once used. The sword body of more than ten meters was slashed horizontally under the control of the user, and then a series of impacts sounded, at three hundred and sixty degrees. After the azimuth slash, a black circle with Mordred as the center was drawn on the ground.

"It's not over yet!"

She raised her sword and smashed it, and the black tree trunk cracked the ground with the sound of breaking through the air. The nearby shadow people shook the Middle East and swayed, rushing towards her in a chaotic formation.She looked at the remaining half of the big tree, and kicked with the thought of using waste, the branches that were flying turned into life-threatening spears to pierce the enemy's defense line under tremendous force.

In just a minute, Mordred broke a large hole in the center of the enemy's army, and this large hole is still expanding and spreading.

No shadowman can survive two rounds in this unreasonable play. The rebellious knight used practical actions to explain what sweeping the army is.Under Mordred's riot, which was not a cover, the front line pressure of the Green Knights in the rear was greatly reduced, and the number of enemies coming in at least doubled.

And this period of time gave Morgan's envoys a respite.

If it is an ordinary human army, at this time, it will take time to repair the front and contain the wounded.For the Green Knights, this period of time is a good opportunity for recovery. A green knight who has died slowly stood up under the restoration of the wood elves. They picked up the fallen weapons and became members of the battlefield again. .

Yin Lan and Altria looked down on the battlefield from a distance, witnessing the changing situation of the battle again. Mordred's appearance caused the two to postpone their thoughts of taking action. It seemed that after a while, Morgan's ceremony was not yet complete. Will be disturbed.

Yin Lan looked at the rebellious bear child below for a while, similar to her headache character, Mordred's fighting style is also so rough and irregular, everything is practical as the standard, and the trunk is waving. The appearance is simply an interpretation of violent aesthetics.

"She should be a berserker rather than a knight. I think that suits her better."

Altria heard Yin Lan's unconscious sigh, and nodded in agreement, then felt wrong again and shook her head again.

"She has no systematic education, so she is not obsessed with the knight's fighting style, but focuses on actual combat. This is not surprising, and she cannot be blamed."

"Oh?"

Yin Lan raised her eyebrows and looked at Altria next to him somewhat unexpectedly.

"I was a little surprised that you could speak for her."

"Although she is Morgan's child, I don't want to alienate her and hate her because of this."

Altria calmly watched Mordred break the enemy army, seeming to remember the little things she had with her.

"I should be more affirmative of her, rather than blindly negative, isn't this what you said Lan?"

"Really, um, this is indeed a good change."

Yin Lan glanced at the girl appreciatively, then said with a smile:

"My king is wise."

"Stop it."

Altria replied without looking back, not sensitive to such flattery.

The riot in Mordred in the distance is coming to an end. Even if it is as strong as a hero, it cannot be 100% continuous like a robot. The magic power that has been greatly consumed needs to be supplemented. The solid trunk in his hand is also in Mordred's rough The method of use and the destruction of the movie people's charge regardless of sacrifice, she had to return to the formation for a short rest.

The battlefield returned to the original appearance, the number of Green Knights returned to a reasonable value, at least for a period of time, they will perfectly resist the attack of the Shadows.

Yin Lan couldn't help looking up at the still shadow of the mountains and rivers.

Will it be satisfied with this anxious battle?Probably not possible, but time is on the side of Morgan who started the magic.

"So, what will you do? Don't you play in person?"

Yin Lan's question was quickly answered, and after a brief silence, the towering giant shadow finally took action again.

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Chapter Fifty One

The actions of the mountains and rivers are not actions, but a collection of magic.

The cold wind blowing from behind engulfed the remaining ether in the vast area of ​​the Forest of Lost and swarmed into the shadows of the mountains and rivers, and then the towering invisible thing finally took shape.

The light gray outline of the dragon head human body emerges above the lake. It is an entity composed of turbid magic power. This monster created by the hand of God in ancient times finally reappeared after thousands of years, in order to protect the dead master. The figure appears in the territory.

"What kind of monster is that?"

Altria seemed quite disgusted with the appearance of this terrible giant. She held a sword in alert and had sharp eyes.

Indeed, this shape may easily arouse the disgust of any normal human beings. Yin Lan sighed when she looked at the strange and chaotic body.

The image of the shadow of the mountains and rivers is really unpleasant now, the chaotic and filthy magic power rolling in its body makes it unclear, but the dragon's head rests on the human body, exuding a sense of blasphemous weirdness and evil Sense, that is an incongruity that violates the laws of nature, a weird creation like a synthetic beast.

At first glance, I knew that the master of the kingdom of God was definitely not a good thing, otherwise he would not be able to pinch this kind of stuff, it really deserves it.

"Probably it is a synthetic beast. Anyone who plays this kind of thing has no good end."

Yin Lan replied with a disgusted expression on her face, and then refocused her attention on the figure with her eyes closed and running magic in the distance.

At the same time, unlike the two people who looked at each other and watched the battle, Mordred was under the pressure brought by the huge figure.

If it was the sword representing the royal family—Claurent was still with him, Mordred might have plans to fight this giant monster, but now that the sword was snatched by the man, she had to Holding the enchanted long sword that was fragile in her eyes, stood still and remained vigilant.