Legend of the Giants of the Imperial Palace

Sure enough, Mordred made a very heavy shot, using at least [-]% of his strength, and Shishi Jieli felt his magic power burning.

"Cut, even if there are four or five third-rate servants, they are still not my opponent!" Mordred's armor emerged, and he kicked the rushing Berserker.

Berserker was powerless to resist, and was sent flying to a tree tens of meters away with just one kick.

"The red side's Saber?" Rider nervously took out his big treasure, a knight gun.

"Hmm—rider, be careful, I'm about to fuck!"

Siegfried calculated the timing correctly, found the gap between Mordred's attack, and stabbed out with his sword.

Mordred forcibly turned sideways, but the great sword still grazed her armor.

The armor is cracked.

Mordred's face darkened and anger surged up.

Her armor was actually scratched just like that?It's just unbelievable.

It is obviously just a simple sword, how can it have such great power?

Turning around, his legs suddenly exerted strength, and he attacked Siegfried's side.

But Siegfried was almost unscathed. As a servant of the dragon slayer, facing Mordred, he reduced most of the damage almost effortlessly.

"It's a pity, it's useless." Siegfried calmly pressed Mordred with his sword skills.

Mordred didn't even have time to wonder why Siegfried was unscathed, and the sword in his hand was forced to fight.

Her swordsmanship is almost completely inherited from Artoria's bold and unrestrained fighting style, but the details are very rough.

Facing a master of swordsmanship like Siegfried, just a little oppression can find many flaws.

In particular, Siegfried manifests himself as a saber, and every attribute is extremely high, which is a great advantage compared to Shirou.

When Shirou was summoned, he relied entirely on his skills to oppress him, but he couldn't use his skills to win. The reason was that his strength and agility couldn't keep up with his skills.

And Siegfried in this land, even if he can't get all the treasures, he can still get the blessing of strength.

For example, now!

"Checkmate!"

Siegfried murmured softly.

The sharp blade picked up Mordred's sword again, and Siegfried had already cornered Mordred.

Mordred's eyes widened—

Is my talent limited to this?

No, do you have the qualifications to be a king?

However, in the next second, the situation was reversed.

The sword hangs down feebly, and Siegfried's spirit base can't be maintained.

"oh oh--"

Mordred laughed and kicked Siegfried out without hesitation.

Siegfly flew upside down for tens of meters.

He really didn't expect that at this time, he would be unable to act due to magic power.

His master's magic power is not very sufficient, and his magic talent is not very good.He knows this very well.

That's why Gould created an artificial human as a battery to supply magic power.

But Siegfried really didn't expect that his master could not support his magic power to this extent.

"I'll give it to you, is it slowing you down? Saber?" Gold panted heavily, leaning against the wall weakly, "Sorry, I'm really not a qualified master."

Siegfried remained silent, at least now his master is working hard to make changes.

"Your master is really useless." Mordred raised his eyebrows, "Is it impossible to provide magic power just by fighting with me for a while?"

"It's just some magical power, what are you proud of?" Rider couldn't see it, and shouted at Mordred angrily, "It's not because of your own strength."

Mordred glanced at the rider angrily, but soon discovered that the rider's strength was only at the level of a second-rate or even a third-rate follower.

Her tone became arrogant: "I'm sorry, but if you have magic power, you can do whatever you want."

"Oppressors? Do whatever they want?"

Spartacus quietly appeared behind Mordred.

"Beep for your mother! Die, oppressor!"

Chapter 50 Gold's Redemption

"Feel my love, oppressor!"

Spartacus swung his sword at Mordred without hesitation.

Mordred was caught off guard, and was completely knocked into the air after being hit by the great sword.

"Saber!" Lion Jie Jieli couldn't help but hide behind, but just after running away for a while, he raised the command spell on his right hand, "Heal!"