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As if the actual magic power formed a protective barrier, the great sword was immediately bounced off when it was slashed on it. Mordred was stabbed by the katana sword when he missed the hit, but the magic power of Amakusa was too low to break through. defense.

"Tch, guardian skills?" Mordred spat. He could have killed an Easterner with a single sword, but he didn't expect that knight's inherent skills to be so rare.

There are many heroes in this world who are good at killing, but very few are good at healing, protecting, and commanding. That's why Joan of Arc is so special.

"Knight Mordred, you are not an evil person, you don't have to come up, just go all out." The mist was pushed away, and a heroic spirit on horseback came over.

The brass-colored armor, the cross painted on the white cloak, and the long hair are slightly curly, giving people a peaceful feeling.

"You want a truce?" Mordred frowned. If possible, she didn't want to be an enemy of this saint.

In fact, St. George and her are quite related. At least the flag of England comes from the red cross on her body, and the person whose deeds can be used as the flag of a powerful country is definitely not bad.

"No, this is the order of the church, and I have to obey it, but I can guarantee a fair and just ending for you." St. George smiled, and he was a kind person no matter what.

It's a pity that Mordred didn't believe in breath for a long time. He didn't see Lana's appearance as an unrivaled warrior, but he deliberately let water and was hacked to death by himself?

"Either let me go, or I will kill you before you go, there is no third way!" The bear boy chose to refuse.

"That's such a pity, it's my duty, I have to stop you!" St. George shook his head and rode his horse to charge.

The white warhorse was named Phantom, and its speed was astonishingly fast. It swept past Mordred, and the holy sword he swung had a speed bonus, and it hit the great sword to make it fly backwards for several meters.

One hit and go, the horse suddenly turned around after rushing out a hundred meters, and sprinted towards Mordred again.

The tactics of sprinting back and forth were extremely rogue. Fortunately, George did not ride a gun, and the attack range of the long sword in his hand was narrow, so no one could do anything to anyone in a short time.

The speed of the knight galloping was very fast, and the defenses on his body were many and thick. Mordred managed to hit a few times but could not cause damage, so he simply went to kill Shiro Amakusa.

"Take me as a persimmon?"

The priest sneered, he didn't compete with Mordred in swordsmanship at all, and kept away from interference with spells.

Looking down from the sky, two Christian heroic spirits wandered around the rebellious knight. The two sides fought back and forth for dozens of rounds. Mordred, who was unscrupulous all the way, was a little tired.

'Cake's mouth cannon should be about the same, a protracted war is not good for me! '

Mordred's brain is quite easy to use in the battle, secretly accumulating magic power to lure it, and the speed suddenly increased to the front line.

'boom'!

The ground was completely shattered by the legs that were stepped down with all its strength, and her body turned into a red light and ran towards Amakusa, but her footsteps suddenly stopped, and she leaned over the horse that was galloping behind her by instinct. At the same time, the sword edge slashed backwards!

Whoa!

The red sword blade that was several meters long cut across the horse's leg, and the bloodstains emerged, causing the white beast to scream, and raised its front hooves, and the knight on his back held the reins tightly so as not to be thrown off.

"Give me—get off!" Before St. George could stabilize his figure, Mordred stepped on the ground and leaped high. Under the release of magic power, he fell from the sky like a red comet.

The seemingly indomitable heavy slash can turn into a stab at any time when the hilt is retracted. The brat with excellent sword skills is extremely cunning, but St. George didn't fight recklessly, and jumped off the horse very decisively.

The white horse was psychic, and the stabbed blade fell to the ground, rubbing the horse's tail. A silver light cut from the side, and Mordred rolled several times out of the attack range of the katana, and when he looked up again, his face was ugly.

Precognition..... or intuition?

She didn't expect to meet an enemy with intuition in France. This kind of guy is tough to fight and hard to defeat with insidious tricks. Exquisite swordsmanship and intuition plus a lot of defensive skills——

Did this bastard live for his life! ?

Mordred was a little depressed, while St. George seemed very relaxed. As one of the saints trio, protracted battles are good at it.The two sides looked at each other for a few seconds through the mist, and the long sword in his hand glowed with golden light, and the overflowing magic power even lifted the mist.

【Interfectum Dracones! 】

The scattered rays of light formed a golden spear. The magic power was not powerful, but it was fatal to Mordred.

'Tch, what a nasty smell. 'Artoria's family are all dragon attributes, so they don't need to be given at all. Mordred frowned slightly, adding a bit of disgust.

The crimson magic power surged out all of a sudden, lingering on the surface of the ferocious armor, as if it was going to take the blow hard.

The Blessed Sword of Strength Slaughter was liberated, and its function of isolating all malice and damage was immediately reversed to penetrate all armor, just like turning from a solid shield to a sharp spear, but the bravery exuded by Mordred was also appreciated by St. George No, he still doesn't want to kill.

The power of the Noble Phantasm condensed extremely quickly, and the light gun was formed within three seconds, but just before St. George hesitated to throw it out——

A breath of extreme evil suddenly came out!

Jack keenly seized this opportunity. She never made a move on the way to evacuate, deliberately making the pursuers forget about her existence. A talented assassin does not need to be taught by others, and will naturally show up at the most favorable time.

It was night, and Jack who had [Murder in Fog and Night] was able to take the lead unconditionally, just like the power of cause and effect.

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, who had been on guard all along, slashed with the long sword, but it only pierced through the afterimage, while the real target slipped away from the blade like a fish and went straight behind St. George.

【The Virgin of Disintegration (Maria the Ripper)! 】

In an instant, the treasure was released urgently, and the strong evil thoughts gathered into a knife, which flashed past St. George's waist!

The holy light and the black energy collided with each other, the will was like steel, and the soul of the martyr was in the body. The knight can be called the greatest nemesis of the curse, but no matter how hasty, the treasure is still a treasure, and an inch-deep wound appeared on the waist. And the knight turned his head suddenly, with a little surprise on his face.

He has never seen anyone who can release the treasure so quickly!

Before Jack realized that he had unintentionally practiced a trick, the girl just frowned slightly, also surprised at the hardness of the iron turtle.

With both feet shrunk, the samurai sword cut from behind passed by the sole of the shoe, and the two short knives stabbed at the opponent's shoulder, and at the same time, Mordred also rushed over in no time.

【Guardian Knight】

Not dodging or evading, the strong magic power seemed to form a barrier, the short knife and the long sword were several inches deep and were bounced off heavily. In terms of defense alone, St. George is not much weaker than Joan of Arc.

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