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

The pair of scarlet dragon eyes seemed to be trying hard to open wide, but they seemed to be encountering unstoppable sleepiness and slowly closed slowly.

The sky is full of flowers, fairy sounds are lingering, and the dragon is sleeping.

These visions did not last long. As Merlin stopped speaking, the sea of ​​flowers and the tower disappeared from this world.

Fading away with him was the palace magician who seemed very unreliable but could always give people hope.

Of course, this also includes the steel dragon that Melusin transformed into.

"Utopia of eternal isolation!"

"Is this Noble Phantasm a control type Noble Phantasm?"

"The legendary Utopia that only innocent people can enter is actually Merlin's Noble Phantasm..."

"Good guy, can weapons of mass destruction like Meru Xinyi be considered innocent?"

"Hey! Cuteness is justice. Melusin is so cute, there must be a reason for everything she does!"

"Merlin cowhide! No wonder he fishes every day. It turns out that if he doesn't take action, it's just a matter of time. Once he takes action, it's a one-for-one limit!"

Seeing Merlin sealing Melusin with his Noble Phantasm, the audience in the BB live broadcast room immediately stood up.

You know, at present, the humble king Vortigern is the most urgent monster that humans need to deal with, but after all, it is an irrational monster. Everyone can still destroy the white dragon by throwing hundreds of big mushrooms at the pain.

It's just that the cost is a bit high. With the Isle of Man's terrain, if it were bombed by hundreds of nuclear bombs, the British Isles would probably be submerged by the sea.

But the fairy knight Melusin is different. Not only does she have power that is not inferior to Vortigern, but she also has mobility that the white dragon cannot match, and her wisdom is also... just enough.

Ahem, anyway, Vortigern is more destructive on the surface, but Melocin is even more threatening.

And such a fairy knight, who was basically helpless by humans, was taken away by Merlin's Noble Phantasm. This scene made ordinary people think nothing of it, but in the eyes of the senior officials of various countries, it was indeed cruel. Breathed a sigh of relief.

It's better not to come to the fairy country or anything like that.

They rule mankind well, but they don't want a competitor to suddenly appear.

103. The eve of the decisive battle

When Merlin forcibly used his Noble Phantasm to imprison Merusin in Utopia together, and both of them exited on the earth's stage at the same time, the designated protagonist of this volume finally completed the final strengthening and arrived in an unprecedented posture. To the world.

"This power..."

Mordred stretched out his hand, tore open the dry and rotten blood cocoon in front of him, and stepped out of the darkness.

Unimaginable huge magic power surged through her body, and the air was filled with countless black and red thunder and lightning. These visions were accompanied by every beat of the red dragon's heart, and were breathed into Mordred's body like mist.

"Now I can do anything..."

He held his right hand in the air, and the explosion of air sounded together with the roar of thunder and lightning.

Her current physical strength and total magic power have reached an incredible level. Her spiritual base has been developed to the limit, and she will reach the realm of the divine core if she goes further.

"Sir Mordred...how do you feel?"

At this time, the old queen's voice sounded from a distance.

Looking up, there was a circle of people standing there. Those who were still frightened looked at Mordred, their eyes full of panic.

This can't be blamed on them. Black-red current is constantly overflowing from Mordred's body, which looks very dangerous. In order to avoid accidental injury, they can only stay away from the viscera of the god.

"Very good...better than ever."

Familiar with the new power he had gained, Mordred was very satisfied.

It is indeed a ritual that my father once used, and the strengthening effect it brings is simply reaching the sky in one step.

Having directly obtained the power provided by all the humans living in the British Isles, she is now somewhat unable to control the magic power surging in her body.

"We must seize the time to defeat that white dragon..."

The smile did not stay on Mordred's face for too long. She had a feeling that her time was running out.

King Arthur relied on the scabbard of the holy sword to withstand the load of the hero-making ceremony, and it was obviously a risky move for her to do the same thing with this heroic body.

"That...Sir Mordred."

"Lord Merlin left a teleportation circle leading to the Isle of Man. Through there, you can quickly move to the place where Vortigern is raging."

"Then everything is left to you."

Seeing Mordred trying hard to absorb all the red lightning in her body with every breath, but failing again and again, the old queen was really worried that she would explode herself.

If you want to self-destruct, don't do it here. It would be better to go to the battlefield and die with the white dragon.

"Um……"

Breathing hard and steadily, Mordred found it difficult to speak complete words.

As long as she opens her mouth, thick black-red magic power will surge out of her body, and then quickly form dazzling thunder in the air.

It turns out that the electric light filling the air was caused by her escaping magic power. It is conceivable that she is now as dangerous as a balloon filled with gas.

"It's okay...I can do it..."

"The great deeds my father has accomplished...I am the son of King Arthur..."

"Be patient, just be patient a little longer..."

Feeling the burning blood flowing like lava inside his body, Mordred's breathing became heavier.

The function of the Red Dragon's Heart is too powerful. While it provides endless power, the load it places on the body is not unbearable.

While comforting himself, Mordred moved his steps.

Fortunately, the teleportation circle drawn by Merlin was not very far from the giant bloody cocoon, and she only had to take two steps to reach it.

But just this mere three or four meters away caused a heartbreaking pain all over her body.

Every cell is filled with magic power, and every movement requires a lot of mental control. Mordred's current soul is actually somewhat difficult to control his body.

"Do not make jokes!"

Forcing his legs to move, Mordred roared angrily.

"Now is not the time to be lazy! Get moving!"

The red dragon's heart stagnated for a moment, and then beat loudly.

His body seemed to be washed away by floods, and he stumbled forward.

With shocking fury, Mordred took control of his body.

What does this feel like? The body is like a piece of iron, and the soul is attached to it in an indistinct way. While the soul is suffering indescribable burning pain, it has to use all its strength to push the iron to move.

pain! pain! pain!

It hurts so much!

Mordred almost wanted to scream, but an unwillingness welling up from the bottom of his heart restrained this impulse.

"Is this... the responsibility that my father has shouldered..."

It turns out that it is so heavy and difficult.

Imagining that the upright and kind-hearted king also moved forward with this strength, but never showed weakness in front of others, Mordred's heart felt like being pierced by an iron hook.

The pain in my heart is clearer than every cell in my body wailing, and every inch of skin in my soul tearing apart.

"My king...please let me share your pain..."

In order not to see that lonely figure anymore, Mordred had nothing to be afraid of.

Taking a step forward, she stepped into the teleportation circle.

Watching the Knight of the Round Table disappear into the magic circle, the old queen and her cabinet members looked at each other.

"Is she... gone?"

Someone asked a stupid question, but everyone nodded at the same time.

"I hope she can come back... We have no heroic spirits left in Da Ying..."

One of the more courageous cabinet ministers sighed, they had lost too much in one day.

Originally composed of three heroic spirits from the Round Table system, Da Ying will have an important say in the international community.

But while luck favored Britain, misfortune also favored Britain.

Because of the fairy knight Melusin, and because of the humble king Vortigern.

Lancelot, Merlin, and now Mordred are about to be gone forever.

"What a pity... American diplomats are trying their best to curry favor with me these days. I have done this kind of thing to them before."

The Foreign Minister clicked his tongue and said, "When you are in a dominant position, no matter who you are, they will be wise enough to lick you."

And when you lose this advantage, abandonment and ridicule are the visible future.

While the cabinet was discussing, the old queen knocked her cane heavily on the ground.

"Send the entire Royal Navy to the waters near the Isle of Man. Once the battle between Mordred and the humble King Vortigern is over, land immediately to find the whereabouts of the Holy Grail!"

It's too early to start recalling the glorious past. They still have hope. The Holy Grail is still with Mordred, as long as they get the wishing machine that can grant wishes.

Da Ying is still an empire that will not fall.

104. The betrayer’s wish

The BB live broadcast room lights up again, and the first thing that catches people's eyes is the sky that hangs low to the ground. The setting sun is about to be swallowed up by the earth, leaving only a dim afterglow to illuminate the world.

"That is……"

"My God..."

"Monster..."

The audience saw that the earth was walking.

They were so overcome with fear that they could only let out short exclamations.

The humble king Vortigern, the white dragon that swallows light.

Its body, which is so huge that it connects from one corner of the horizon to the other end, is moving forward slowly but firmly.