This is My Heroic Path

When he put down his weapon, his magic power surged faster than before, and dozens of ice walls appeared, and the runes strengthened the defense of the ice walls.

The huge light cannon and the ice wall slammed together and set off a strong wind. The light cannon quickly broke through the first, second, and even the third ice wall, and finally stopped at the thirteenth.

Ishtar raised his finger and threw several small balls of light in the direction of Anzhiyu, but Anzhiyu easily avoided him, and he stepped lightly on the stone pillar.

Ishtar's eyes finally became more serious, he raised his head to stare at the young man in front of him, and said to himself: "This guy...is he really a follower?"

Although she deliberately slowed down the destructive power of the crossbow because she was worried that the temple would be destroyed, but it was still unexpected for her to be blocked so easily by the opponent.

"This guy is really strong. Although he likes to make fun of others, his strength is really good." Mordred took off his helmet, and an excited smile appeared on his face, until the howling wind that occurred when the light cannon collided with the ice wall ended Only then did she raise her head and said to herself:

"I don't know how the battle is going now—"

However, when Mordred raised her head, her previous smile froze slightly, and her eyes slowly widened, reflecting the slender figure standing quietly on the stone pillar.

At this moment, Anzhiyu stood on the stone pillar in an extremely unscientific way, his whole body was completely off the ground, his black wide hood was lifted in the wind, revealing the face of the boy under the hood.

Short black hair, a body that has become a 'dragon' because of the battle, and those dazzling golden pupils that are as bright as daylight at the moment.

The only person in this world who can strengthen her body to this extent is her father.

Replacing the former humble king and becoming the new humble king, he also pulled out the sword in the stone on behalf of his mother and ruled Britain as King Arthur.

"It's really the father..." Mordred murmured.

------------

One more chapter, enough hard work! (kimbo)

Chapter 291 This is the Underworld

"Is he really your father...?"

Joan looked at the boy who was still fighting Ishtar with some subtlety. To be honest, if she didn't know the girl named "Arturia", it would be very difficult for her to get rid of the fact that the boy who didn't look completely faded Infant teenagers are associated with the role of "father".

"There is absolutely nothing wrong, how could I admit that I was wrong about this kind of thing?!" Mordred curled his lips, "I used to cling to my father a lot, how could I forget what his face looks like?"

When she said this, she turned her head and looked at Joan again: "Who are you? You seem to be very close to my father just now?"

Joan opened her mouth slightly, but was unable to speak for a long time.

She didn't know how to introduce herself for a while.

First time meeting, I'm Joan of Arc, you can also call me Jeanne Darc, or I don't mind if you call me Mom...?

At this time, there was a neighing sound of a horse in the distance, which also attracted the attention of the two of them.

Ishtar was obviously at a disadvantage. On the one hand, she did not use a large-scale treasure in consideration of the tower. On the other hand, she had no intention of killing, which also caused her to suffer repeatedly. Now she is driving the flying boat Floating to the destroyed ceiling, the Anzhiyu on the other side also called out Sleipnis, ready to guard against Ishtar's attack at any time.

"What's the matter, Ishtar, are you going to just run away with your head in your arms and your tail between your legs?" Gilgamesh leaned on the throne and looked up at Ishtar, "You really gave me a lot of money. This king is a very good sideshow, the goddess who attacked the hall aggressively was beaten and fled despondently."

"Siduri, wait a moment and write on this king's clay tablet: Ishtar almost killed me by laughing with a funny murder method."

Siduri closed her eyes slightly, not knowing if she listened or not.

"You just wait for me, you are lucky this time, let me spare your life!" Ishtar glanced at the people in the hall with fierce eyes, snorted coldly, and finally stopped his gaze on An Zhiyu After a moment, he said:

"You wait for me too!"

After speaking, he flew away from the big hole in the ceiling with the flying boat.

An Zhiyu looked at the leaving Ishtar, patted Sleipnis's head lightly, and sighed helplessly when it disappeared.

Originally thought that the relationship between the goddess and the Goddess could be eased by looking for the bull of the sky, but after the fight tonight, I guess Ishtar has already missed him.

"You are such an incompetent goddess who only causes trouble for others. You did a good job this time, An Zhiyu." Wang said at the top of the hall.

An Zhiyu looked at Gilgamesh in surprise.He obviously didn't use his own identity to accept the summon, but he was still seen through in the end?

"Put away your meaningless surprise, I already know why you came to me, you should go back and rest, after all," Gilgamesh glanced at the one next to him and wanted to say hello, But Mordred, who seemed a little embarrassed, raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

"You have other things to attend to, too."

Following Gilgamesh's gaze and turning his head, An Zhiyu immediately understood what he meant, and rubbed his forehead as if he had a headache.

How should I put it, seeing my future child appear in front of me in such a big shape, I feel quite delicate.

Then again, did Gilgamesh really do it on purpose?Why was Xiao Mo summoned by such a coincidence?

Or is it because he is here that Xiao Mo can be summoned?

"Siduri, report on the upcoming government affairs." Gilgamesh's voice rang in An Zhiyu's ear.

No need to think about it, this king has started working overtime on government affairs again.

An Zhiyu turned and left the hall, turned his head and said to Mordred when he passed the door of the hall, "Let's go."

This normally carefree girl looked a little embarrassed, blushing slightly and poking the back of her head.

"Why are you still in a daze? Are you considering whether to have another drink later?" An Zhiyu asked with a somewhat teasing tone.

"No! My father who never drank - hiccup."

Mordred had an untimely belch on the way to his rebuttal.

She immediately covered her mouth, and when she noticed An Zhiyu's gaze, she hugged her head in frustration, remembering what happened at the meeting place just now.

God, what did she say to her father earlier?