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They could see the danger of going deep into the enemy's position to rescue Spartacus. To be honest, the large army was involved in that terrifying whirlpool of troops. Unless they could kill the enemy in one go, they would definitely be destroyed by the undead legions that were constantly gathering. The fueling tactics are exhausting.

The number of undead was too great, and the quality of the undead cavalry was also very solid. The army of Dayang, which had no advantage in either aspect, did not dare to collide head-on with Darius III's army.

"Divide the troops into two groups! March quickly!"

Under this urgent order, the troops sent by Da Ying from the frontline camp quickly divided their respective responsibilities. Mordred led a small group of elite soldiers to penetrate the undead troops along the road with an arrow, and the target Pointing directly at the center of Spartacus's encirclement.

Snow and the Integrity Knight Captain led a large force to bypass the powerful black undead cavalry, looking for monster groups that could easily be broken through on the periphery of the encirclement, so as to open a gap for Spartacus to break through next.

"Silly man! Hold on! In the name of the Knights of the Round Table, I, Mordred, will fight alongside you!"

Climbing to the top of the vehicle, Mordred looked far into the distance and could already see many undead creatures covering the earth like locusts.

These are just unworthy monsters. They were awakened by the military power of Darius III like weeds. Only the stronger undead will be gathered by the monster group, while the rest can only be used as backgrounds that can be seen everywhere. Crush.

"It's still too slow to go this way. Press the accelerator to the bottom and rush with me!"

When Da Ying's troops marched in this environment, they had to clear the obstacles in front of them while driving. It was impossible for Mordred to be satisfied with this kind of marching speed.

She simply picked up the surfboard next to her and jumped out of the car.

Boiling blue magic surged out from the body of the girl in sailor uniform. The sand sea was affected by Mordred's enthusiasm like a real ocean. Layers of sand waves formed one layer after another as she stepped on the surfboard. Appear.

"This is... my kingly state of mind!"

"Wherever I, Mordred, am, there is sunshine! There is the sea!"

“Surf with me!”

"Wuhu~"

Huge waves surged under Mordred's surfboard, and the countless yellow sands stirred up were as dazzling as a golden beach under the sunlight.

All the undead monsters along the way were crushed by the power of such a Noble Phantasm, and were instantly turned into powder and became part of the land.

"This is really nonsense..."

"But this isn't bad."

The integrity knights following Mordred saw that the dark clouds were pushed away and the obstacles along the way were flattened, and they couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth in their chests.

How could they not be proud following such a knight.

"Follow Sir Mordred! We are the men who will become the solemn knights of Camelot in the future!"

Someone was the first to speak, then firmly stepped on the accelerator and rushed to the waves formed by the yellow sand along with Mordred's surfboard.

This is really a thrilling scene, because anyone who has studied physics should know that it is impossible for the sand waves to withstand the driving of vehicles in this state.

But these integrity knights believed in Mordred and believed that this Knight of the Round Table could lead them to the battlefield.

Then, a miracle happened.

Dozens of military personnel carriers followed a surfing girl. They soared in the air like the mythical heavenly soldiers and generals. There were loose waves of sand under the tires, but with the support of magic power, they became real. the real path.

He didn't look back, but Mordred knew that there were already many people following behind him.

The smile on her lips became brighter, and even the thick black clouds formed in the sky due to the monster riot could not stop the happy look on her face.

The sunshine also swayed down unstintingly, casting a layer of gorgeous brilliance over the army.

"Awesome, my Mordred!"

"This scene! This momentum! This battle!"

"Can the Heroic Spirit's Noble Phantasm even change physical laws and weather conditions? Isn't it a bit too illegal?"

“Surfing in the desert is like surfing Mo Mo!”

"Mo Zai is so handsome! Mommy loves him so much!"

"Really or not? Jiang Zi can do it too? You can't afford it, right? Lift the floor and attack?"

In the BB live broadcast room, the atmosphere of the audience who saw this scene was completely ignited.

After most of them discovered Spartacus's predicament, they squatted in the live broadcast room of other heroic spirits to see if anyone could come to the rescue. Now they saw Mordred's steps to support and left in an instant. Turned into a fan.

It's so handsome. It's like riding on colorful auspicious clouds to save people. It's okay to say that it's a bunker.

For a time, Mordred's reputation was maxed out again.

Since she defeated the White Dragon last time, the Knights of the Round Table have once again become the version of the answer.

"The encirclement can be seen! Knights! Shoot for reinforcements!"

Riding the sand waves, the speed of marching was unbelievable. From a distance of more than a hundred kilometers, Mordred and his soldiers arrived in ten minutes.

Through the thick black clouds, a large number of black undead cavalry could be observed. They were constantly charging back and forth. The three-meter-high demon pig below them was running like crazy.Penetrate, trample, charge.

On the battlefield, the impact of cavalry is the most powerful weapon, and their only target is Spartacus.

To put this rebellious hero to death, this incarnation of tenacious muscles must be trampled to pieces, spinning like a meat grinder and crushing the man at the center.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"This pain! This hurt! This unspeakable anger and sadness!"

"My muscles! My body! Feel the love of the oppressor!"

Spartacus was laughing all over. Pink light was already escaping from his bruised body, and an inhuman aura was emanating around him. This was obviously not a good sign.

Under Mordred's order, the Integrity Knights used firearms loaded with [Muscle Bullets] to attack the undead cavalry who tried to continue attacking Spartacus, but even though they were shot down by this powerful psychic bullet, several of them were shot down. The ten knights, these loyal fans of Darius III, still firmly drove the magic pig into the desperate Spartacus.

"Silly man! Hold on!"

Realizing that this level of assistance could not save Spartacus, Mordred poured more magic into the surfboard under his feet.

In fact, the consumption of her Noble Phantasm in the desert is very terrifying. After all, there is no ocean here, and the magic power required to forcibly recruit the sand sea into sand waves is extremely huge.

For example, when the magic power is full, Mordred can continuously charge more than three largest and strongest waves at the beach with all his strength.

But in a desert environment, you can only ride a medium-intensity sand wave, and then you will be unable to use the Noble Phantasm due to the huge consumption of magic power.

But at this moment, there is the Holy Grail in Mordred's body, and the Holy Grail that continuously absorbs the magic power of the earth's veins also continuously replenishes her magic power.

Although he cannot achieve infinite magic power, his recovery speed is more than ten times faster than others.

"...Mordred? When did you come? Yes, I love you too."

In such a chaotic battle situation, Mordred's cry reached Spartacus's ears.

He glanced at the Knight of the Round Table in the distance, then at the increasing number of undead cavalry on the battlefield, and at the ocean formed by the undead army further away.

As if he thought of something, he tried hard to suppress the Noble Phantasm that was about to be detonated. The pink light spewing out of his body was somewhat restrained, and he held the blood-stained nail-headed iron rod tightly in his hand.

"It's not enough...it's not enough..."

"You want me, Spartacus, to quit! Your love is not enough!"

"This kind of weak love is impossible! It's so easy to be eloquent!"

Laughing and smashing the head of a black undead cavalryman, Spartacus opened his arms and embraced a demon pig. His muscles soared and he crushed the beast into a meat pie. He raised his head and roared crazily. .

This sound, amidst the screams of the demon pig, seemed as terrifying as a gangster.

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"To be able to launch a counterattack in such a difficult situation is worthy of Spartacus, the strongest man in the world!"

"Awesome...amazing! Just now, his body was in tatters like a doll that was about to fall apart, and now it has all recovered on its own!"

"Wow! He held a demon pig to death alive. Does this Spartacus retain such power after fighting for a week?"

In the BB live broadcast room, people who saw Spartacus regrouping and bursting out with strong momentum once again sighed in disbelief.

Originally, this berserker had a tendency to break into pieces, and he didn't even bother to hide when faced with the undead cavalry's successive collisions.

But the appearance of Mordred obviously injected new power into Spartacus, which was as inspiring as a firm shot in the arm in this desperate situation of isolation and helplessness.

"That's right! That's it! Run over me hard!"

Seeing that the pink light on Spartacus was suppressed by himself, the big stone in Mordred's heart was a little relieved.

Although she didn't know the real name of this silly Noble Phantasm, she had a hunch that it was not something that would make people relax.

The surfboard under his feet changed several angles, and Mordred controlled the desert waves he brought.

The waves of sand coming from the sky instantly turned into the most dangerous and terrifying weapon. All the undead cavalry blocking the front would be as hard to escape as the rats on a sticky board as long as they were stuck to them.

creak creak...

A tooth-piercing squeezing sound came from the tumbling sand waves under her feet. The undead cavalry would not scream, but such a terrifying sound of flesh breaking, as if being thrown into a blender alive, just hearing it One can imagine the horrific scene of blood and flesh turning into rotten minced meat under the crushing force of sand and gravel.

For a time, even the undead, faced with such a terrifying and irresistible raging sand wave, could only try their best to escape to both sides in an attempt to escape.

"Stop those undead cavalry who want to escape! Shoot their mounts and keep these monsters within the range of Lord Mordred's Noble Phantasm!"

When Mordred was showing off his power, the integrity knight troops riding the waves of sand with him were not idle either.

After discovering that the undead cavalry had stopped their attack on Spartacus and spread out to both sides in an attempt to avoid Mordred's edge, the guns in their hands fired one after another, catching the black cavalry by surprise.

You must know that Dayang has traded with Gaoyanskaya several times. The rifles in the hands of these integrity knights are all excellent products produced by NNF Service. The bullets used are also composed of [Muscle Knight] and [Muscle Bullet]. A special spiritual bullet condensed by a magic gift.

Although the power of each shot is not as powerful as Arash's ability to make the black undead cavalry lose their ability to move with a random shot, it is still easy to mess up the formation of hundreds of undead cavalry with a large number of firepower points. Did it.

"Oh, you did a good job!"

He could clearly see that the body of an undead cavalry was torn apart by bullets like a rag doll. In the end, it was beaten into a sieve directly and neatly with the demon pig under him. Even Mordred couldn't help but think about the integration. The knights' firepower raised eyebrows.

With the support of a variety of spirit technologies, these ordinary people already have the power to threaten heroic spirits.

"In this case, I can't lose to you!"

"At one go! Kill them all!"

"Control the waves! The state of mind of a king!"

Smiling and acknowledging the efforts of these subordinates, Mordred stepped on the surfboard and jumped high. The sand waves under her feet surged up under her feet, and her momentum increased again under the already terrifying power. .

The top wave jumped to a height of [-] meters in the air... and then crashed down hard under the horrified eyes of the undead!

The damage of this range-shaped Noble Phantasm was very considerable, and it directly cleared out the enemy troops in a large area. Whether they were the lowest skeleton soldiers or the most difficult undead cavalry, they were all swallowed up by the desert without discrimination. deep.

"It's so terrifying... The terrain here has changed, and a sand dune has appeared directly..."

"You can actually surf in the desert, as expected of you, Mordred!"