Rubbish protagonist, I can do it too!

"Three times as high as Wen, the strength is close to the golden triple target, and Mordred, who has the blessing of rampage, is not bad."

Gao Wen had an overwhelming advantage in this battle. He was not in a hurry to decide the outcome, but instead seemed to be venting something to gradually increase his output.

He vented all the depression and irritability of killing his colleague just now and his complaints against Mordred in this battle.

The rotating sword of victory, which is at the same level as the sword of the vowed victory, has completely become a beam of sunshine with its entity. It is the sister sword of the sword of the vowed victory. Next, there is not much description.

The Sword of Vowed Victory condenses the radiance of the stars, while the Sword of Revolving Victory is the incarnation of the sun, with the concept of simulating the sun embedded in it.

When the flame storm rolled up, the rotating victory sword that turned into a bright light suddenly stretched out.

"You bastard..."

Mordred realized something, roared ferociously, and his body burst out with huge magic power again, and the blessing of rampage was brought into full play.

"Go back!"

Gawain shouted, the red sword light flashed and split the air together. The fiery sword light swept across Mordred's body, submerging her armor and burning away the cursed magic that was running rampant in her body.

Gawain said coldly: "Now I can kill my companions with all my strength. Do you still want to step forward?"

rumbling~

A small sun appeared above Gawain's head, and circles of blazing flames spread. Mordred was like a boat in this blazing wave. The blessing of [Rage] gave her infinite magic power to resist the power of the sun.

"hateful!"

"hateful!"

"Damn things!"

Mordred roared, the cursed magic power erupting from his body repelled the sun, and her armor cracked in an instant, the King Sword held in both hands had been released from its original posture, trembling violently.

If she takes another step forward, she will meet Gawain's Noble Phantasm.

boom!

Mordred's body suddenly flew upside down and hit a small hill. The high temperature melted a big hole, causing another explosion. Mordred's body flew out and landed in front of Gawain.

"Hoo~~Hoo~"

Mordred panted heavily, and this time he didn't attack rashly. He stared at Hall who was not far behind Gawain, and said with disdain and sarcasm: "Coward, do you just hide behind other people's backs and gossip? It really fits the bill." The nature of you magicians."

Although Mordred is a brat, she is definitely a smart brat, otherwise she would not have been able to seize power during the period when the King of Knights was on an expedition to France.

At this time, the remaining Knights of the Round Table had already noticed something strange here.

"It's really sad that you still don't know how to repent after you have chosen such a cruel path." Tristan held the longbow and sighed with his eyes closed.

Lancelot pursed his lips thoughtfully.

Agguiwen, who has not accepted the blessing of the Lion King, has always been indifferent and calm.

The girl knight Gareth looked worried: "What happened, why did my brother fight Lord Mordred? Aren't we all knights of the Lion King?"

Except for Gareth, no Knights of the Round Table wanted to get involved in this conflict.

As Mordred said, Gawain was willing to trust Hall, and the rest of the Knights of the Round Table did not like Hall, a magician summoned by the Lion King and treated with leniency.

Mordred's actions can be regarded as conforming to their inner thoughts, testing this foreign magician recognized by the Lion King.

Its value, its purpose, its status.

Perhaps Mordred himself had similar thoughts, deeply displeased by the Lion King's attitude towards Hall.

Chapter 3 discusses the correct use of THE WORLD

"Magician in a foreign country, I challenge you as a knight. If you are a man, get out. Of course, you will have the opportunity to perform magic, and I will not use the king's blessing. Or say Are you going to hide behind other people's backs for the rest of your life?"

Mordred pointed his sword at Hall and laughed contemptuously.

Hall's expression was as usual, his legs clamped around the horse's belly, and he was stopped by Gawain just as he was about to step forward.

"Miss Hall, don't be provoked by her here. Sir Mordred's strength is at the top level among the knights of the round table. Besides, you are still a magician, which is overwhelmingly disadvantageous to you."

The Knights of the Round Table in Britain have a rule called knight's duel. Once both parties acknowledge it, there is no room for others to interfere. Even if Mordred kills Hall, the duelist is aboveboard and will not be punished by the king.

In the same way, Hall can kill Mordred in a duel.

"Don't worry, I have my own measure, and I'm not the type to want to die rashly."

Gao Wen frowned, and replied hesitantly: "I was worrying too much, please be careful."

Hall thanked him for his kindness, rode to a place less than ten meters away from Mordred, stared at Mordred coldly, the girl knight was wearing heavy armor, her strong magic power manifested into a red thunder, her heroic face He made no secret of his killing intent and desire to fight, as if he would involuntarily rush forward and chop Hall off his horse in the next second.

The blessing of [Rampage] can strengthen her magic power, and at the same time make her character more manic.

A brat with a berserk BUFF.

Hall's magic eyes flashed with strange light, and a mysterious smile was raised on his mouth: "Mordred, I will give you a chance, take two steps back, and I can forgive your offense this time."

"Conversely, if you want to court death."

"what······"

Gawain scratched his head and smiled wryly. It seemed that the conflict between Hall and Mordred was impossible to resolve. Even though Hall was full of confidence, he still couldn't let go.

As a member of the Round Table, he is well aware of the strength of the Knights of the Round Table, and Mordred was still summoned with the rank of Saber.

Mordred carried the polluted King Sword on his shoulders, and grinned grinningly: "Is this your acceptance of my challenge? Don't blame me if you die. Of course, I will abide by the promise not to use the power of blessing, but now I Can't control output very well."

"You don't need to keep your hand, even if you use the blessing of the Lion King, it doesn't matter."

Mordred is not going to let Hall play the real game, so only the residents on the second floor can force Hall's real cards.

This does not mean that he is forced to use his trump card. Hall can use the power of the Star Cup anytime and anywhere. The preparation of the ceremony is just to restrain the impact of the Star Cup on the world.

"Hahahaha, well said, I like your straightforward personality, which makes it comfortable for me to chop and fun to kill." Mordred laughed as if meeting a bosom friend, and then his voice cooled to freezing point. : "Then, you will use death to repay your previous arrogance!"

boom!

The bright red thunder filled the armor, and Mordred's body disappeared from the spot in an instant.

too fast!

Not to mention the naked eye, even the solemn knights couldn't fully capture Mordred's figure.

Hall calmly recited the incantation he had already prepared: "Inherent Temporal Control—Five times faster!"

The magic was established, the heartbeat accelerated, and the spirit was squeezed by a strange force.

The flow of time that Hall saw slowed down by five times, and it was easy to see the movement of magic power and the bright red figure in front of him. Mordred jumped into the air with a hideous and terrifying expression, and the frightening killing intent reflected on the king holding her hands high. on the sword.

A huge magical power was released in an instant, turning the king sword in his hand into a light beam several meters long, as if the real magic power was overflowing, and it was about to dazzle Hall's eyes.

The power of this blow is no less than that of a direct hit from an A-rank Noble Phantasm.

"Speaking of which, I have never had the opportunity to display the true ability of the magic eye."

Hall muttered, the brand-new Destiny Demon Eye that he possesses the magic concept of flowing magic eye and Medusa's petrified magic eye, its ability itself is not so much a magic eye, but more like a magic temple. All the alchemy, magic, origin, etc. learned in this world are kneaded together.

Among them, the most important ability is time manipulation.

The magic power concentration of the sixth singularity is infinitely close to that of the Age of Gods, and Hall himself possesses endless magic power, which is enough to exert the true power of the magic eye of destiny.

"Try it."

The magic circuit was connected to the magic eye, and a large amount of magic power poured into the magic eye. The blood vessels under the eye sockets could not bear the impact of the magic power and ruptured. Blood remained from the eye sockets, stinging and stimulating Hall's nerves, and the light from the magic eyes became brighter and brighter.

Everything was peeled off, and the magic eye saw a completely different world, grotesque and grotesque, composed of countless silk threads and light spots to form a huge net without boundaries, just like floating on the sea.

Hall understood that here is the boundary of time, the four-dimensional space that the human brain cannot understand.

Such a picture only lasted for less than a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he seemed to have experienced a fantasy dream.

However, Hall did touch time.

Hall suddenly laughed, and said in a low voice: "The World!"

For a moment, time stood still.

Mordred's king sword was less than ten centimeters away from Hall's forehead, and the magic power emitted by the sword had already affected the magic circuit in Hall's body.

Hall didn't control the flow of time in the entire world, that was a feat that only the demon king Gaetia could achieve by burning humanity.

Hall's own magic power from a small source and the magic power absorbed from a large source can only allow Hall to slightly control the flow of time within a radius of 30 meters, about ten seconds before and after.

As for the complete stillness of the outside world, it is only an illusion caused by a relatively static world.

"fall back."

Hall chanted the incantation, and the time-still world began to go back, like a film rewinding, the surging magic flowed back, and Mordred returned to its original position.

"Ok?"

Hall frowned, feeling a huge correction force trying to erase this static time and space, and the magic power in his body was quickly pulled away.

Fortunately, Hall has infinite magic power, so he doesn't have to worry about Xiaoyuan's vitality being drained.

"It's the same as the inherent enchantment."

As a forbidden curse that erodes reality, the inherent barrier deceives the world to create a world with independent rules. When activated, it will also be corrected by the world. In order to counteract the power of correction, it is necessary to continuously inject magic power to maintain the concept and existence of the inherent barrier.

Before being drained of his magic power by the power of correction, Hall quickly dismounted and came to Mordred's side, touched her body and took a step back.

Why do you do this?There is no other reason, Hall's interest, since he has the ability to manipulate time, it would be a pity not to play this one.

The gameplay comes from "DIO's Time User Manual", also known as "The Correct Way to Use the Time Control Ability to Pretend and Force"

After making sure everything was safe, Hall returned to his horse and snapped his fingers.

"Time, flow again!"

time begins to flow

Hall smiled and stared at Mordred who returned to the front of the action not far away: "Is it~ is it~ Mordred, you still chose to back off and ask for my forgiveness."

"Ok?"

Mordred was stunned, looked at the royal sword in his hand, and looked around in confusion. She had obviously launched an attack just now.

hallucinations?

Impossible, Mordred can still distinguish the difference between reality and illusion, especially when using magic power, the blessing of rampage caused the magic power to wreak havoc in his body.

Mordred suddenly raised his head, glared at Hall and asked, "You bastard magician, what kind of tricks are you playing?"

hum!

Mordred's body surged with huge magic power, and just as he took a step to kill Hall, he took a step back after recovering.

In the eyes of the other Knights of the Round Table, this scene was rather weird. Every time Mordred tried to attack, a part of the scene seemed to be suddenly stripped off, and Mordred's body abruptly returned to the original place.

Only two knights of the round table noticed the anomaly.

One was Tristan, who lost his eyes and thus had a clearer sense of the changes in the world. He sighed with pity: "So that's the case. I didn't expect there to be a magician who controls time in this world. It's really scary."

The other is Lancelot, he is extremely sensitive to subtle changes in magic power, but he has more guesses.

Simply turning back time could not make Mordred retreat, and Lancelot never imagined that Hall would move Mordred's body out of boredom just to create a sense of mystery.

The five or six actions were all returned to the original point. Mordred was out of anger, but she didn't dare to attack rashly. She planned to break the situation.

"Once again, again and again..."

Mordred gritted his teeth and roared like a beast. His body was ablaze with violent red flames, and thunder overflowed. He walked and collapsed on the ground, and the ground collapsed and cracked wherever he went.

rumbling~

The polluted Wang Jian unfolded, and bright red light beams soared into the sky, and the noon sun was also pale in front of the red light beams.

Hall's eyes narrowed. Such a large-scale magical turmoil is beyond the scope of the world that can control the flow of time. It is meaningless to continue to use it, and it is very likely that it will be seen through.

"Oops, Noble Phantasm!" Gawain whispered solemnly, holding the hilt of the sword tightly, wanting to stop Mordred from continuing, but then remembered that this was a duel recognized by both sides, and there was no room for outsiders to interfere.

The onlookers of the round table knights were all moved, and even Aggavin, who stayed out of the matter, stared at the berserk Mordred and frowned.

"If you can stop it, try it! A magician who can only play small tricks!" Mordred growled angrily, holding the violent red beam with trembling hands, and slashed down with a sword that opened the world.

"Clarent Blood Arthur! (Treason against my magnificent father)"

Why not try it!

Seeing the 40-meter-long light beam giant sword slashing head-on, Hall laughed loudly. There are too many ways to block this sword.

The space transfer directly made Mordred's treasure lose its target.