24 years old, alien god, raising the era of humanity

There is someone!Attack yourself maliciously at this time!

Boundless anger surged out of the girl's body. She clenched her fists tightly to protect her head, hoping to avoid serious injuries in the next round of trampling.

"Snapped!"

A strange explosion sounded around her, and the girl felt that her head and face were being drenched.

The hair and eyelids were stuck with the fishy liquid, and the strong smell of blood covered the whole world.

"Bah bah bah..."

Spitting out the bitter juice that was splashed in her mouth, the girl wiped the foreign matter on her eyelids, and then looked around in disbelief.

Just two meters in front of her, a large pit composed of lumps of human flesh and blood formed. She even saw several half-bodies with nerve reflexes.

Broken arms, ownerless legs and feet, scattered internal organs.

Just on her face, there was a piece of dark green gallbladder stuck to it.

"Am I... dreaming..."

The world was spinning, and she was shocked by such an impactful scene. The girl staggered and tried to stand up, but for some reason she couldn't find the strength in her body.

I don't know whether it was because he had consumed too much energy when he was trampled before, or because he was unable to act because of the fear in his heart.

Tread, step.

Behind him, the footsteps of a huge creature approached.

It's that Chimera, with a huge body of three meters tall. Its length including its tail may reach eight meters, and its weight...can't be calculated.

Facing such a monster, he would just swallow it in one gulp, right?

The girl thought desperately, but she was surprisingly calm while lying on the ground. She did not struggle to get up, nor did she cry out for help. Her breathing even slowed down to the extreme, and she did not dare to make any movement.

Now I just hope that pretending to be dead will be useful.

"Hey! This is outrageous!"

Just when all the voices in the world disappeared from the girl's ears, a pair of arrogant and arrogant words rang out.

"Tmd! Don't make a sound!"

The girl cursed in her heart, but found herself shouting out.

"Scary spirit!"

Seeing that pretending to be dead was no longer possible, she quickly crawled out using her hands and feet, but then the girl realized that she was no longer on the streets filled with flesh and blood, but in a dreamlike white space.

"Boy, where are you looking?"

The voice from before came again, and the girl looked up. A knight wearing white heavy armor, a dragon-horned helmet, and a giant sword with both hands on his shoulders was standing in front of her.

"Here...you are..."

Stunned, completely stunned.

At this moment, she remembered, wasn't this person the character painted on the card that she had obtained inexplicably before?

But something else came to mind.

The knight wearing such domineering armor is actually a girl?

"Well, it's normal for you to be confused. In fact, I'm a little confused about the situation."

The female knight spoke carelessly, and the girl took the opportunity to stand up.

Only then did she realize that although the other party was wearing heavy armor and had a huge dragon horn decoration on his head, he seemed to be about the same height as herself, only a little over 1.5 meters tall.

"But, even if I don't understand the situation, it won't hinder what I want to do next."

"You want to live, right? You want to take revenge on those disgusting guys, right?"

"Then, let me lend you my power."

The female knight's words made the girl's eyes widen.

"Lend your power to me?"

Hey, hey, hey, this is too random. Am I in a hot-blooded cartoon?

"Hahaha!!! That's right, I can't let a few kittens and puppies run wild on this land. Only I can tarnish the British land that my father loves so much."

"So, borrow my power, rely on the blood of the red dragon from King Arthur to survive, and tear those beasts into pieces that don't know how to live or die."

"By the way, I forgot to tell you, I am Mordred, son of King Arthur and one of the Knights of the Round Table."

She laughed and patted her shoulder with her heavy sword. The female knight's voice was clear of any haze and was filled with warm and sincere emotions.

But what she said made people stunned.

"King Arthur? Knights of the Round Table? Mordred?"

Why should the most important self-introduction be put at the end?

17. The support of the saint

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"You said...are you Mordred? The Mordred in the legend of King Arthur?"

A huge sense of absurdity surged in the girl's heart. Regardless of the fact that the son of King Arthur was generally considered a male, the character Mordred also existed more than 500 years ago. Could it be that the female knight in front of her was alive? More than 500 years ago?

"Yes, it's me, Mordred, who is destined to inherit the throne of King Arthur."

Patting her chest, the female knight Mordred admitted firmly.

"But...not to mention that Mordred died in the Battle of Camlann long ago. Even if he faked his death at the time, he should be dead now, right?"

The girl still looked in disbelief. Although she was still in the horror caused by the monster attack a moment ago, her three views of the real world have not completely collapsed, which makes people still resist the abnormal things in front of them.

"Well, I didn't say I was alive."

"I am a Heroic Spirit, a being who has become a hero whose great deeds have been left as legends after death, and who have become an object of faith for the world."

"Normally, we are summoned by the world as a force to protect mankind, but the situation at hand is a bit special. You hold a part of my essence, so you summoned me at this critical moment."

After scratching his head, Mordred seemed to have some trouble explaining these issues.

"In other words, you are a guardian spirit or something like that behind your back...and the thing that summoned you is this card?"

Even so, the girl finally understood the situation in front of her.

She groped around on her body, trying to find the card that had been forced upon her, but she couldn't find it anyway.

"Hahaha, that kind of thing is not important. What is important is that I am here!"

Mordred's armor made a crisp clashing sound as it moved. She walked up to the girl and patted her shoulder with a smile.

"So, do you want to use my power? Your body will be eaten by such a mother-in-law."

After hearing this, the girl was shocked.

Because the scene change was too abrupt, she had forgotten what was happening in the real world in the previous scene.

But after hearing what Mordred said, while he was communicating with her, time in the real world was also passing, so his situation was very dangerous.

"It seems that no matter what... I have only one option: agree to this."

Smiling bitterly, the girl stretched out her hand.

"Knight of the Round Table, son of King Arthur, Lord Mordred...are you willing to lend me your power and let me become someone above mortals?"

At this juncture that determines the rest of her life, the girl's determination is as high as ever.

As Mordred said before, she wanted to live and take revenge on those hateful and abominable people.

Those classmates who laughed at her short stature, those idiots with evil intentions, and the madman who kicked himself as the crowd fled...

Eh... Thinking of this, the girl suddenly realized something.

If that kick hadn't made him fall down again, his position seemed to have been at the place where the explosion occurred in the crowd.

It should be... just a coincidence.

"Hehehe...hahaha!!!"

"You and I really get along very well! You just need to have such momentum! In order to gain honor and military exploits, use this power!"

Seeing that the girl in front of him was not just swinging the sword to survive, but also wanted to take this opportunity to gain power beyond mortals, Mordred's laughter was filled with approval.

After taking the heavy sword from Mordred, the girl felt a burning sensation in her hand.

"Good weight……"

When I tried to hold it with both hands, I almost couldn't grasp it.

"And this, wear her and you will no longer be a mortal."

Mordred's helmet was untied and then taken off amidst the sound of mechanical operation. Only then did the girl see the true face of the rebellious knight who was said to have killed King Arthur.

She has smooth and flowing golden hair, emerald green eyes with majestic power, and that delicate and beautiful face, which is actually completely different from her own.

"Mordred...the blood of King Arthur..."

She muttered something in a low voice, and the girl's voice became muffled by the helmet.

A certain sense of fate could not be suppressed from my heart, recalling everything that happened today, that was the night that kicked off the epic destiny.

"I was...chosen."

Stretching out her hands, the girl looked at the golden particles that began to scatter around her. Powerful power gradually surged out from deep within her body. The sword in her hand and the armor on her body lit up with red lines.

They are no longer heavy and become like a part of their own body.

"Because you have not awakened your magic power, you cannot contract with the heroic spirit to become a master, but there is nothing to worry about such trivial matters. I will transfer all the power and memory of this heroic spirit to you."

"Innate skills, combat experience, memories of life...even the Noble Phantasm that symbolizes the existence of the heroic spirit itself, are all at your disposal."

"At that time, it doesn't matter if you call yourself Mordred!"

As the armor on the girl gradually took shape, Mordred's figure turned into light and dispersed little by little.

"Are you...going to disappear?"

Realizing this, the girl reached out her hand to retain him.

But the originally slender and thin arms had disappeared, replaced by powerful metal armor.