My Knights of the Round Table

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The smoke caused by the tens of meters of deep pits has not dissipated for a long time.

Arthur stood on the edge of the pothole.

This kind of power is enough to kill most of the heroic spirits, and even the three most powerful knights of the round table except Gawain will be seriously injured if they are accidentally hit by him.

But that definitely doesn't include Mordred.

She is Morgan's perfect creation based on King Arthur's blood.

Perfectly inheriting the powerful body of King Arthur's red dragon and the terrifying magic power of the red dragon's heart, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is almost the most perfect copy of the artificial human - except for the brain, of course.

In this way, it can be said that she is not much worse than Arturia except for not having the holy sword and holy gun.

Her recovery ability is second only to Artoria.

At least for now, King Arthur, who doesn't have much ability to explore the holy sword and holy spear, is not much worse than her.

In the eyes of other people, such an attack would definitely lead to serious injuries and near death, but to her who possessed the heart of a red dragon and terrifying magic power, it could be regarded as a minor injury at best.

"Arthur!"

A roar full of hatred came from the pit that never dissipated.

Arthur looked there with flat and even a little bored eyes.

'Boom! '

With the loud sound of feet stepping on the ground and the considerable ground shaking, Mordred once again rushed to a height of tens of meters by virtue of the recoil.

A blood-red figure appeared in the gray smoke.

In an instant, a blood-red figure broke through the fog, and Mordred was still surrounded by blood-red magic power, slashing at him with a magic sword that was also surrounded by blood-red without any visible injuries.

Arthur didn't even look at the prediction, he leaned over and kicked it out.

'Boom! '

Before Mordred's sword even touched the tip of his hair, Arthur kicked her fiercely in the waist, sending her body flying sideways.

'boom! '

This time she was kicked directly outside the town.

"Unfortunately, it would be interesting if there was reason."

Arthur also had to admit that fighting Mordred was really interesting.

It's all about relying on almost unlimited magic power.

Although this kind of fighting doesn't have much technical content, it's really cool to fight. Whether it's a fighter or a spectator, even he didn't pay attention to keep his hands and hit her with magic power without restriction.

When beating Artoria, he was not willing to fight like this.

When he fought with Artoria and Rungomignard, he always slashed with a sword and a gun, for fear that the magic power would not be controlled and cause some undesirable consequences.

It would be easier to hit others this way, but it's useless to think about honing your own skills.

It's been a long time since I fought like this, and I have to say, this style of play is really cool.

Although his enemies may be very aggrieved.

"She has to be sensible and dare not do it."

Thinking of this, Arthur sighed helplessly.

Regardless of whether Mordred dared to attack him when he was rational, even if he retreated [-] steps, if one day she really lost her mind and asked him to fight, he would not be willing to beat her like this.

Just now...

This made Arthur cherish this opportunity to beat the child even more.

He raised his sword.

The black and red figure and the unconscious repeated roar arrived as expected again.

'Bah! '

'Bah! '

'Boom! '

"That's right, I've made progress."

Arthur still stood still, watching the figure of his 'daughter' flying upside down with relief.

This time, Mordred was kicked out after facing sword against him a few times.

He hadn't forgotten business.

Under his control, her landing killed many people in Ulster.

Using the Ulster people as a pad, she slid for tens of meters and destroyed many Ulster people before stopping.

Chapter 371 Chapter 67 Father and Daughter

Not only that, when Mordred got up, the unrestricted burst of fiery magic power centered on her and turned the surviving Ulster side fighters around into spirit particles again.

After being knocked into the air several times, Mordred's magic power did not decrease in any way but became more terrifying.

Huge magic power gathered around her body.

The black-red light seems to take away the brilliance of the sun, filling the whole town with a sense of terror. There seems to be a huge red dragon shadow hanging over the town, blocking the scorching sun in the sky.

"Arthur!"

Mordred's voice full of hatred and madness came.

Her magic sword was raised to the sky.

Arthur looked up at the magic sword she held above her own head.

A huge phantom of the red dragon shrouded Mordred's back, and the terrifying aura had already caused all the Ulster side fighters behind her to kneel on the ground.

"Easier than expected."

Black and red rays of light pierced into the sky.

Covered by dark clouds, the sun's light completely disappeared, and the entire land was shrouded in darkness.

The black-red light from Mordred's magic sword penetrated straight into the dark cloud, creating a black-red terrifying vortex.

Arthur raised his sword.

Faint starlight gathers, dispelling the bloody light in the darkness and turning into starlight in the dark night.

The light of the stars also broke through the sky with his sword.

The light golden starlight and the black red light are in opposition.

Almost no one is still fighting, whether it is the evacuated troops who have already fled in the distance, or the ordinary people or heroic spirits of the two sides who are thrown here to fight, they all stop and look at the strangeness of the sky.

The light that shot straight into the sky lasted for more than ten seconds.

At some point, the two of them didn't know who started first, it seemed more like they moved at the same time by coincidence.

The light that shot straight into the sky cut towards the opponent almost at the same time.

The light golden starlight and the black red light collided at the height that humans could reach.

'boom! '

The light golden light collided with the black red light.

The two rays of light are deadlocked in the middle.

The light golden light and the black red light didn't give way to each other, they pushed each other for a certain distance, sawing each other, while the people around watched this scene helplessly but couldn't move.

Both are waiting for the winner.

After a few stalemates, the pale golden light clearly gained the upper hand.

Ignoring Mordred who was still injecting magic power into the treasure, the pale golden light gained some advantage and then urges Rotten to defeat the opponent, devouring the black-red light completely and then going forward without any direction.

Mordred's body and the army behind her were completely swallowed.

It was only the aftermath of the explosion caused by the collision between the two, which turned all the soldiers of the Ulster army who had no time to retreat in the surrounding area into golden spirits.

Pale golden light spots floated towards the sky.

The smoke dissipated and the black clouds faded away.

Arthur looked at the ruins after the light faded.

In the long ravine that was hundreds of kilometers long, there was only a black figure with no red and only a black figure. His armor was broken and he barely stood there leaning on the ground with his magic sword.

Arthur watched her silently.

The blond hair still retains its original appearance more or less, and the scarlet pupils are a little more bloodstained.

Mordred still stands in the ruins.

"ended."

Arthur said softly.

The small town that stood still half an hour ago has completely disappeared.

The entire town and the surrounding forests were completely turned into potholed hills.

All the Ulster warriors were reduced to ashes, the battlefield was eerily quiet, no one made a sound, only Mordred's heavy and tired panting could be heard.

Only a few heroic spirits survived.

But only Fergus who fought with Nero and Dimuldo who fought with Arash were not affected, and Finn, who was standing behind Ulster's army, had already melted into the starlight with Ulster's army .

The only one alive under that starlight was Mordred.

Several Heroic Spirits did not fight or flee.