Artoria the Big Liar

Then there was a violent explosion, endless smoke and dust, the trembling ground, and the expected destruction.

However, this destruction does not apply to me.I still stood where I was, and I still stared at the giant snake with a chuckle.

It has no rationality, no intelligence, driven by resentment, it is a converging engine of destruction without the slightest judgment, it does not see at all, when I sliced ​​its head with the sword, the space in front of me was also cut by my swordsmanship open, forming a space occlusion with a short duration.

Those rays of resentment were blocked, separated, refracted, and scattered by this space, and their power dropped drastically. Even if the explosion was amazing and the earthquake was very violent, but it could affect me, it was nothing more than a magician's bullet hitting me. body only.

Without the ability to judge, naturally there is no ability to analyze.The giant snake Yermungandr continued to energize again, thousands of arms gathered energy again and shot at me.The spatial occlusion in front of me has disappeared.Lightning {)

Those dark rays are like a big weaving net, trying to trap me.But the reflex nerves and body, taught by the father, shuttled through these rays like a dance.Even if I encounter a dead end, as long as I cut through the space in advance and create a short space fault, I can completely avoid these attacks.

My speed is getting faster and faster, surpassing hurricanes, breaking the sound barrier, and equaling lightning.Thunder magic makes me almost suspended in the air, almost gliding.

The burst of lightning is like a persistent reactive armor, blocking the aftermath of the explosion and resisting the wind pressure brought by the super high speed.When the thunder turned me into a dark red lightning, the lightning turned into a magnetic field, and even if the rays hit me, they would be released and dissolved by my magic power.

In the end, my speed was so fast that Yemengard's outstretched hands couldn't keep up with my speed.The ray even hit the other arm, causing a large-scale accidental injury, causing the explosion to occur on Yemengard's body.

After accelerating to the limit, I was like a ball lightning, flexibly changing my position.After testing the limit of Jormungandr's reaction, I was facing its body, and turned into a real lightning, piercing through the middle.

The giant snake let out a mournful cry.But before the sound reached my ears, I went around in a circle, jumped up from the tip of its tail, and walked along its body at a high speed, waving my sword once about 100 meters away. The giant snake was divided into 22 pieces of similar size.Then he kept his speed, cut a scar on the withered ground, and quickly returned to the hill where he had observed the giant snake.

The excessive speed brought a strong wind, blowing the long hair of my companions, curling up the petals and branches.They all squinted their eyes, and waited for the man-made strong wind to stop before barely opening their eyes.

The way they look at me has changed, especially Lily.They know that I am strong, but they don't know that I am so strong.If it wasn't for the immortality of the wraith, this Yemengjia would have died in my hands.

"This is really... like the confrontation between Thor and the giant snake." The landlady sighed in disbelief.

"Miss Landlady, you can't say that." I smiled and corrected Miss Landlady's behavior of putting up the flag. "In the mythology of pan-human history, Thor and Jormungandr died together in the end. I am not the god of thunder in the myth, and it is not the real Jormungandr. Don't confuse this matter!"

"Ah, sorry, Mordred..." The landlady immediately understood her mistake.

As stated before, the concept of panhuman history can have various effects in the Lost Belt.The landlady compared my battle with Jormungandr to the battle in Ragnarok. If I interfered with the progress of fate, maybe I would really end up in the same end as Thor.

Therefore, just apologizing is not enough, you have to pull out the flag quickly.

Since it is analogous to myth, it must be replaced by myth.

"If I have to say it, it should be Suzhan Mingzun who defeated Cong Yunyuan Lu Zhi? Suzhan Mingzun did not win by brute force, but by wisdom. When Cong Yunyuan Lu Zhi died, his flesh and blood turned into iron ore , its tail turned into a great weapon, and Suzhan Mingzun even got a beautiful and gentle wife. This fits our story."

This is a Japanese myth, and it is also a reality that once happened.The iron ore veins in central Japan were indeed formed from the body of the giant snake.In addition, Japan is the most marginal island country on the mainland, and it can maintain the mystery of its land mass. Therefore, Japanese swords made of corundum are very useful raw materials and can be used to manufacture various excellent weapons.

Moreover, I deliberately used the name "Cong Yunyuan Lu Zhi" instead of "Yaki no Orochi" in order to avoid the gap between the characteristics of the two and return the thread of fate to its previous position.

"Suzhan Mingzun? Cong Yunyuan Lu Zhi? What a strange name..." The landlady lamented the wonder of Japanese.Such a language with too simple pronunciation is unique in the whole world. "However, I understand one thing. Mordred, you want to use this myth to change the general trend of this battle, right?"

No, it's just that I want to unplug the chess piece that the landlady has inserted.

But this question from the landlady immediately gave me a different way of thinking.

Such a huge snake, even if it is cut into [-] pieces, each piece is still huge and difficult to handle.

I don't know how much time and magic is going to be consumed if I keep testing.

But what about the other way around?Yemengka has immortality, so forcefully endow it with the concept of death.If you don't know how many pieces it will be divided into, then forcibly give it the concept that it will die after being divided into many pieces.In this Lost Belt, real names have extraordinary power, just as Tona Riko changed her real name to Morgan.

Thinking about it this way, Cong Yunyuan and Lu Zhi are indeed a very good plan.

After a pause, I immediately replied: "Almost. A vengeful spirit with immortality like this must be killed through a special method. After all, this is a strange belt, and the prototype of pan-human history is very powerful. The father forced Give it the real name of 'Jomgard', it will really grow infinitely like Yermungadd, and spread 'poison' everywhere. If I can forcefully give it the real name of 'Cong Yunyuan Lu Zhi', it will It can be permanently killed, and even benefit this island!"

"Indeed. The metals produced in Britain are basically transformed from the body and magic power of the giant dragon Albion." Ithil mentioned an anecdote that I didn't know. "So the dragon army must use the best metal products, and then transform these products into other attributes according to their own magical properties. Therefore, Albion's blood is connected with the knight himself, and the name of the dragon army came to be Live up to the name."

"But... how?" Bagster asked. "I forgot my original name. I only know that my name has been Bagster since a long time ago. How can I change Ye Mengjia into Cong Yunyuan Lu Zhi?"

To be honest, I don't know either.Father must know, but I didn't ask her.

As long as I hold back Jormungandr's progress until I wake up from this dream and call my father, I'll know how to do it—but I don't want to.On the one hand, it's a waste of time.On the other hand, it is the meaning of travel and growth to explore and deduce the answer from it.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Mordred. I never thought about these things." Before I could ask the question, the landlady scratched her head and explained. "After all, granting a real name or something is an ability that only superiors can have. An ordinary arcanist like me has never thought of such a high-end thing."

"It's okay. Besides Bagster, as far as I know, there is another one who has been given a real name."

"Is it...the legion commander?" Ithil asked.

"That's right. It's her. So let's go back first. Yemengjiade was cut into 20 yuan by me, let's see the situation first. Such a big thing has been divided into so many pieces, it may take a long time to recover." .”

Everyone had no other opinions, so we walked back to the tent again.

During this process, Lily's strength in holding my hand dropped a lot.

And this time, I didn't say anything superfluous—no show off, no consolation.

My posture during the battle should have deeply moved her, letting her know my true strength.

Although Mordred is considered a degraded version of his father no matter which world he is in, no one can question Mordred's strength.Kamran's results have already explained everything, and the so-called deterioration is only based on the incomplete growth of the artificial human's characteristics.Albion's bloodline is much more powerful than ordinary humans, there is no doubt about it.

Back in the tent in Ankaragang, the way my sister looked at me changed.

Presumably, she also watched my short fight and knew my【_}

"I have to admit that you are really strong. If you say that you are only a little worse than your father, I have no room to refute. Because, at least under the current conditions, I don't think I can reach your level. "Ankara's tone was very serious, and her attitude improved a lot. She really regarded me as an equal—even though she wasn't a sister yet. "Thank you for your hard work. The battle just now must have consumed a lot of mana. I can pretend that I didn't hear the previous promise. You can take a rest first. Leave the matter before dawn to me."

In other words, my melon sister is trying to prove that she is no worse than me.

It's really a child-like character, which is completely in line with my imagination of the Black Flame King in human form.

So, I smiled peacefully, and sat casually on the chair opposite her, with my hands behind my head, sitting in a rather arrogant posture, without etiquette and elegance at all.

"It's a pity, it's a pity..."

"What a pity? Mordred, you have to speak straight."

"It's a pity, my sister, you probably don't have the chance to compare with me. I have already found a way to kill that guy. I just came here to ask you because some key information is missing. It's not that I feel tired. I am the father The heir chosen by the king is only at this level, how could I feel tired?"

"...What information?"

I glanced aside at my companions.

Isil immediately understood what I meant, and greeted everyone to leave the camp.

Seeing their reactions, Ankara frowned even deeper.

I closed my eyes, used the dragon's vision to perceive the surrounding existence, and opened my eyes after confirming that there was no one nearby.

"Ankaragang, this is your current name, which was given to you by Jeanne. But, before that, your name was Meluxin, right? In the history of pan-humanity, this is a French mermaid, said to be The ancestor of the noble bloodline. The same situation exists with Bagster, except that she was influenced by her real name and evolved into the posture of Bagster the dog demon. But what about you? You have no trace of a mermaid or goblin on your body, completely It's the Fairy of the Dragon."

Ankara just stared at it for a while, without questioning or getting angry, but staring into my eyes.

If it weren't for the conviction that Jeanna's mind-reading ability was attached to the power of God of Disaster, I really thought she had inherited Jeanna's ability-if that was the case, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to be her older sister.

After a long time, Ankara sighed, and said: "Anyway, as long as you ask, the father will tell you the same thing. The death of the horned god is like this, so I have nothing to hide——My situation is different from that of Barbara. Guster is totally different. Bagster is Bagster because there must be a controllable barghest in Britain. And I am called Meluxin to suppress my power with that name , so that I don’t become what I should be—it’s complicated to say, but since you’ve seen me in the future, you should understand what I’m talking about.”

"You in the future..." I pondered for a while, recalled for a moment, and then said: "You will evolve. This evolution is related to Jeanna's state. Even if it is only for a short period of time, your final form has already changed. It's very strong. In that form, that Yemengade is no match for you at all."

"What is certain is that the future me you have seen is not my final form." Ankaragang's words made me raise my eyebrows. "Mordred, do you know how the goblins in pan-human history were born?"

"Yes...was born from the body of the first giant." I replied.

"And I am an elf born from the body of the great dragon Albion. In this sense, I am Albion's will. But Albion is dead, and even if its will wanders in the world, It's just an irrational soul. My father left the throne and went to the place where Albion fell, and I was awakened and born. It was judged that the disaster caused by Albion's soul was ten times greater than that of my father leaving the throne. Ten thousand times."

In an instant, I understood why Ankara had always looked like this little girl.

It turns out that this is the influence of the name Meluxin.The irrational and out-of-control dragon, combined with the real name that symbolizes tenderness and longing, this is the current Ankaragang.If she breaks away from Meluxin's restraint, she will become a much more dangerous disaster than Yemenggar, and can really destroy this island and this Lost Belt—because the original name of Britain is Albion, which is The name of this giant dragon.

"You are indeed very smart, Mordred. I think you really understand and understand. Then, the information you want to ask is how to give the real name to that Yemengard?"

"Yes, that's what I want to know."

"Easier said than done."

"Father can do it, so can I."

"Mordred, I doubt it."

After a pause, my smile became playful, and I told Ankara a secret she couldn't possibly know: "Since you told me how you were born, let me tell you about mine too—I am indeed the child of my father. , I am connected with my father by blood. But it is not the kind you understand. I am actually an artificial human made by my mother, a copy of my father. And not only a copy of the body, but also a copy of the spirit. It’s just Human beings will grow, and I have my own experience, so my character will become different from that of my father."

I thought Ankara would be surprised just now, but she just raised her eyebrows, as if she had already guessed it.

But think about it too.I exude an aura very similar to that of my father, she should be able to understand what's going on.

"It does sound like something Morgan did... Well, I'm not familiar with the pan-human history. But you've said that, which means you can indeed do it. Maybe you can surpass the father--after all, Father raised you up not to make you the same as her, but to surpass her, so that you are a qualified successor."

I shrugged and had no other reaction.

Sighing, Ankara just said: "As I said just now. Giving a real name is easier said than done - you just need to make this name recognized by most of the elves in Britain. Bagster becomes She became a dog demon because she had the act of devouring magic power at that time, and then she was regarded as a bagster by the goblins. In the end, she became a real bagster. The same is true for Yemengard, father The king named it Jormungandr, and everyone treated it as Jormungandr, and it acquired the characteristics of Jormungandr, and was bound by the concept of Jormungandr."

After taking a sip of the sweet water in the cup, Ankara continued: "So, the father can do it because she is the Dragon King and she has such authority. But what about you? Almost no one knows who Mordred is. And Yermungandr is the name given by your father, and you are obviously fighting against your father's authority again. Even if your father doesn't care, how can the goblins and elves in this kingdom not care?"

Chapter 88: The road under your feet

◆Mordred◆

Things get stuck here.

How can I make everyone think that it is not Ye Mengjiad, but Cong Yunyuan and Lu Zhi?

After all, Jormungandr is a monster in northern Europe, not far from Britain, and rumors can spread here.

However, Japan and Britain are located at the two ends of the continent, and they are extremely strange to each other, without any understanding.

Japanese and English are also completely different——Cong Yunyuan and Lu Zhi, just by hearing the name, you know it’s not a monster here. If I say it’s called this name, no one will believe it.

Then the next best thing is to use another name instead?For example, Fafnir, who is also from Norse mythology?

But the story of "The Ring of the Nibelung" is not very good.And I don't think Fafnir is that powerful, and it's even more impossible for that Siegfried to be as strong as me.And looking at the myths and legends of the entire Europe, there is no one that can match it—maybe, the father gave the worm of Naraku the real name Yemengade because of helplessness, right?

As soon as Ankara saw that I was in a difficult state, she sighed at me and said, "Modred, why don't you ask your father what to do. Maybe she has a better plan."

"Since the father gave it the concept of Jormungandr, it means that the goal of the father is not to destroy it, but to delay the time for it to liberate its final form." I tried to analyze the strategy of the father. "This island is hopeless, so my father decided from the very beginning to leave here, leave this planet, and free the elves from the shackles of human reason. Then as long as Yermungandr becomes uncontrollable, let it go Throw it to this lore belt, and then let the Aksha Records completely erase the information in this world."

"Yes, it's delay. As long as I kill it completely once, the next time it invades will be hundreds of years later." Ankara just exhaled a breath, weighed it for a moment, and said: "Actually, as long as I restore the form of Jackie Chan, You can repel Jormungandr. But the side effects are relatively large, and it may get out of control and become a disaster. But isn’t there Lily on your side? She can calm the disaster and return it to normal. So..."

"No." I flatly rejected Ankaragang's proposal. "In any case, you are the captain of the dragon army appointed by your father. You turned into disaster, what does that look like? And it must be very painful, right? You are my sister, Jeanna's child, I still No failure, it's not your turn yet!"

Ankara just lowered her head and remained silent.

Closing my eyes, I go back and search for any solution that can break the situation.

I tried to take the place of my father and think about what kind of strategy she would adopt if it were her.

—It’s firepower.The burning purple flames and howling air are comparable to the explosion of a nuclear bomb.The explosion will blow Yemengade into pieces, the strong wind will blow these pieces away, and the purple flame will continue to burn these pieces, turning them into ashes completely.

If it was the father, he would definitely do this.Because she really can do it.

However, after being adjusted by my mother, the nature of my magic power is slightly different from that of my father.Although it is also darkness, I am the thunder of darkness, and my father is the flame of darkness.I can create explosions, but the fragments can't be handled as easily as Father King.Moreover, my firepower is not as good as my father's. Hers is the real holy sword, and mine is just Albion's claw.

So, following this line of thinking, I have two options.

The first is to temporarily change the nature of one's magic power - impossible.My body was carefully designed by my mother.Direction is determined from the embryonic stage.And if it can be realized, the magic power of the father and king has long been modified by the mother to something else.That corrosive darkness was almost accompanied by his father's life.

The second is to obtain a powerful sword - the difficulty is actually not as simple as changing the real name of Naraku Worm.There is no holy sword in Britain in this Lost Belt, and as a result, there is no weapon that surpasses the holy sword.Even if I have a way to find a powerful sword in the pan-human history, whether I can use it in this lore belt is still unknown.

As a result, this line of thinking has reached an impasse.With the limit of my brain, I only have these two solutions.

Open your eyes, time has passed

Ankara just said that she can hold back Yemengard, this is not bragging, she does have this ability.

Sighing, I return to my tent.This tent is very conspicuous, and it was built by Lily calling the spirit.

Lily didn't sleep—or rather, studied magic with Merlin in her dream.She just stared into the distance in a daze, not even noticing that I had returned to her side.And I was sitting beside her, looking at the horizon in the night with her, as if looking at our common future with her.

After a long time, Lily sighed and wanted to stand up.At this time, she finally realized my existence.

"Mordred...? Why, why didn't you say anything when you came back!"

"I see you are thinking, so I didn't bother you. Didn't Ankara bother me just now?"

"I... I'm not thinking." She sat down again and lowered her head. "I'm not smart enough, I'm more like fantasizing... fantasizing about our future, fantasizing about the ending of the journey."

"So, in your fantasy, my ending must be bad, right?"

Lily pursed her lips, her emerald green pupils continued to shed some tears, and it took almost ten seconds before she managed to muster up the courage to speak out her fantasy: "Mordred doesn't want me to continue my mission, I know it. Because in Mordred's view, the mission is a burden, and the burden is pain. But... I always feel that sooner or later, I must shoulder my mission. There is a mission, and only I I can do it myself..."

"Another mission..." I muttered, recalling what my father said.

"Well. It's not very clear now, but it is indeed my mission..."

"Didn't Merlin reveal it? Doesn't that coward who only knows how to hide know?"

"Merlin...he knows. He said, now is not the time. When the time comes, I will understand." The more she spoke, the more dull Lily's voice became.I even heard bitterness until the very end. "Mordred, this is the Lost Belt, an abnormal world. If I have another mission, it must be to bring this world back to normal..."

I am very smart.I am a copy of my father, as smart as my father.This is different from Mordred in other worlds who didn't even receive a good education.Having said that, I have already guessed what Lily's other mission is.With all the information added up, anyone can analyze the specific situation.

However, it is one thing to be able to analyze the meeting, and another to be able to accept it.