Rubbish protagonist, I can do it too!

The sword roared, and the burst of sparks exploded like thunder in the sky.

The human naked eye can't see clearly what happened, but in the blink of an eye, the two Sabers completed a fierce contest in terms of strength, speed, and skill.

Sometimes the blue figure was suppressed, and sometimes the red figure was knocked into the air.

A sword forced Mordred back, Saber stared at the red figure with bated breath, Mordred's armor was continuously overflowing with blood, tremblingly holding the big sword to support his body, he looked like he was at the end of his strength.

Saber's condition is not very good, and her shoulder was also stabbed. She didn't ask Hall for magic healing or support. She felt the breath of Hall and another servant. If she asked for magic power, she would definitely treat Hall. impact on the battle.

"Sir Mordred, haven't you noticed?"

Mordred shouted impatiently: "What a waste of time!"

"You don't have the qualifications to be a king. Clarent [the shining king sword] is the sword of succession. Only those who have the qualifications to become a king can exert its full power. Originally, it has the same power as the Excalibur [sword of vowed victory] in my hand. 】The same value, but now it has become a calamity sword."

"So what, it doesn't matter, as long as it can kill people, it doesn't matter whether it's a holy sword or a magic sword, don't pretend to be a mere weapon."

"If you think so, let me show you."

Saber held the invisible holy sword with both hands, and the wind king enchantment that wrapped the sword turned into a hurricane and dispersed, revealing the prototype of the holy sword. The gorgeous sword body was rippling with golden shimmer, reflecting the indifference and calmness of emerald green eyes.

Because the legend of King Arthur is too famous, the holy sword Excalibur can be said to be the symbol of Saber. Anyone who sees Excalibur will guess the identity of the owner. The purpose of [Wind King Barrier] is not to hide the holy sword to surprise attack effect.

【Wind King Barrier】brings unexpected benefits and naturally also has disadvantages.

The attack power of the holy sword hidden by [Wind King Barrier] will be greatly weakened, and the inherent skills of [Magic Power Release] will not be able to exert their due effects.

Saber swung the holy sword at will, cutting out more than a dozen light marks. The golden glow spread from the sword body to her body, healing the injury on her shoulder. Bathed in the golden glow, the Knight King was awe-inspiring and inviolable.

Mordred opened his eyes wide, his shoulders trembled, and the familiar feeling came to his heart again, the knight king she had longed for, the ideal king, the ever-victorious king.

It was clear that just looking at Wang's back could make her feel satisfied at that time, so why did she become like this now?

Mordred seemed to vent all the doubts in his heart in an angry manner, and roared angrily: "Knight King! Since you have such strength, why didn't you use it in the battle of Jianlan?"

Saber shook her head calmly: "That wasn't my intention, I'm just a little tired."

"You really know how to talk." Mordred sneered, but there was a bit of sadness hidden in the corner of her mouth, just hearing Saber say the word tired made her deeply understand what a big mistake she made at that time.

Everything is irreversible, so there is only one battle to end this grievance.

click ~ click ~

The armor on Mordred's head deformed and retracted, becoming one with the armor, and powerful magic power was injected into the Evil King Sword in his hand to exert its true power.

Chapter 158 Rebellion Against My Gorgeous Father

"King of Knights, in the days of following you, I have never taken off this helmet even once, no one knows my true face, and now this is the second time I have taken it off." Mordred gritted his teeth and held the evil helmet with both hands. Wang Jian stood in front of him.

Click!

The outer armor covering the sword body was opened, and the sword body burst into bright red flames. The cursed magic power turned into thunder and shot straight into the sky, and the whole street was illuminated by the burning red thunder.

This is not the power of Wang Jian, but from the hatred of Mordred himself.

"As my son, you are qualified to inherit the throne. Now you can hide your identity temporarily and serve the king. Then on the day Arthur falls, you will become the king." Her mother Morgan said to her.

Mordred was created as an artificial human, bearing the obsession of her mother, but ashamed of her own origin, but even with an adult body, she longed for the figure of the king deep in her heart, which was her only spiritual sustenance.

This vision was quickly tarnished by Morgan, who told her the fact that she was created by King Arthur's genetic factors, that is, she was King Arthur's son.

This news naturally made Mordred, who was ashamed of her origin and had no father, fall into extreme ecstasy. She was the son of the ideal king who surpassed all humans and was regarded by all his subjects. She was qualified to inherit that glory.

Going against his mother's last wish, Mordred privately went to Wang to tell him about his life experience, but the answer he got made her fall from the cloud into the abyss.

"I see. Although it's my sister's trick, you are indeed my child."

"However, I am not prepared to admit this, nor will I entrust the throne to you."

"You don't have what it takes to be a king."

No matter how many times I ask or how much effort I put in, I get the same answer.

Is it just because of his origin that he was denied everything?

The ideal is denied, the meaning of existence is deprived, everything is abandoned, and only the figure of the king is still seen in the end.

One of the Knights of the Round Table once said: "The king does not understand the human heart."

Countless knights responded and launched betrayals one after another.

When the rebellion was suppressed, Mordred, who lost everything, readily accepted this statement. She couldn't find a flaw in the king, so she could only regard the inability to find the flaw itself as a flaw, even if it was just deceiving herself.

The king is not perfect, and the king will make mistakes. When Mordred came to this conclusion, he had a different idea about the king not recognizing his identity as the heir.

Is it possible, Wang, is wrong?

As if grasping the last straw, Mordred spent countless days and nights tossing, thinking, and struggling, and gradually became convinced of it. He followed the instructions of Morgan, who created himself, and divided the power of the round table when Britain was in crisis. Propaganda Accumulate domestic prestige by yourself, and give a fatal blow when Wang Yuanzheng returns.

In that sword fence battle, Mordred destroyed everything belonging to the King of Knights, and was killed by the King of Knights with the Holy Spear.

But even in the end, Mordred was still not satisfied.

Hate something.

get something.

The answer to the question was unknown even to Mordred himself.

The only thing that is clear is probably the deep-rooted obsession with King Arthur.

Therefore, the name of the Noble Phantasm——

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Saber held up the holy sword in her hand without hesitation, and the body of the sword turned into golden light, continuously transforming magic power into light.

At first, the golden light was not conspicuous under the burning red thunder.

Gradually, the city was filled with golden particles, converging on the body of the holy sword.

That is the belief of countless soldiers who sacrificed their lives on the battlefield, spanning eras and distances, and resting on the sword of the ideal king.

Countless light particles gather, converge, and accelerate.

Saber took a step forward and chanted the Noble Phantasm's true name: "Excalibur! [Sword of Promised Victory]"

Mordred roared and chopped off the king sword in his hand: "Clarent Blood Arthur! 【Rebellion against my magnificent father】"

The bright red red thunder and the sacred light flow fell at the same time.

Light is rushing.

The light is roaring.

The ground trembled, and the surrounding houses and bricks were swept into the torrent of light and annihilated and disappeared. Intertwined beams of light shot up into the sky, dispelling the clouds in the sky.

This situation only lasted for a few seconds, and golden light particles continued to merge into the torrent of light.

"Ahhh! Knight King!"

Mordred hissed and roared, pouring all the magic power into the king's sword in his hand, struggling to vent his hatred to the king.

However, the ending remains unchanged.

The raging torrent of light completely disintegrated the burning red thunder, submerged Mordred's body in front, until the whole city was shrouded in golden light.

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The glow dissipated, and Saber stood calmly on the spot holding the holy sword, her holy blue eyes staring at Mordred in the distance who was unable to fight anymore.

Mordred stood up tenaciously after enduring Excalibur [Sword of Oath of Victory] head-on, half of his armor was broken, and the roadside beside him was melted into magma by the power of the holy sword.

Clarent Blood Arthur [Rebellion Against My Gorgeous Father] neutralized most of the power of Excalibur [Sword of Promised Victory]. Secondly, the armor worn by Mordred played a protective role. Finally, Saber released the magic power infused by the treasure's real name and Not much, Excalibur contributes minimally.

It's not that Saber doesn't want to kill Mordred, she's a little worried about Hall's situation, trying to minimize the need for the Master's magic power.

The game is over, and Saber can execute Mordred like the battle at the sword fence.

Suddenly, a lightly voice interjected: "Sorry, although I don't want to interfere in the battle between you, Saber, it's time to retreat."

The blue-haired Caster came out of the shadows. He was wearing a long robe and holding a wooden staff. He watched the scene in front of him with playful eyes.

"Retreat!?" Mordred raised his body and roared, his voice full of strong unwillingness.

Caster spread his hands indifferently and said: "Yes, Berserker lost, Lancer is temporarily unable to support, continuing to fight with the red Saber will only attract more enemy followers, unfortunately you can't beat the enemy Saber, if you It doesn't matter if you insist on staying here, but I won't support you, second chances will only be reserved for foolish people, Saber, are you this kind of fool?"

Mordred was not stupid, and replied in a low voice: "Retreat."

"That's it, I'm sorry, Saber from black."

The blue-haired Caster grabbed Mordred and left in front of Saber.

Saber looked at their backs, there was no need to pursue them, the mana was basically exhausted, and it was too risky to deal with two servants at once.

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Chapter 159 Uruk Photo Album

outskirts of tulifas

Young Jill stood alone in the void, with his hands in his trouser pockets, his bright red eyes overlooking the earth, overflowing with joy.

In the forest, a figure with green hair and white robe stepped out. The long green hair was blown by the breeze, revealing a more upright and beautiful appearance than the man-made one. The unique beauty surpassed the distinction of gender. , There will be an incomparable sense of intimacy in my heart.

In the past, the gods created the strongest divine weapon to punish the arrogant hero king and threw it into the earth. It has no human emotion or intelligence, but has the ability to transform freely, and it is only this ability that can be compared with The arsenal of the King of Heroes rivals.

However, the King of Heroes disdained to comment on it. Only fools would compete with wild beasts and compare the sharpness of minions.

It wandered in the wilderness, no different from a wild beast, playing with the forest elves, until one day it met a certain prostitute, and developed a unique human admiration for her transcendent beauty.

After that, it spent six days and seven nights with the prostitute. Its love made it unconsciously imitate the words and deeds of the prostitute, and even the beauty that towered over all things.

It abandoned the many abilities endowed by the gods, obtained the unique wisdom and emotion of human beings, and came to the King of Heroes with the beautiful appearance of the prostitute who surpassed all things.

Just like now.

Young Jill stretched out his right hand, the golden particles converged into a key-shaped short sword, twisted the hilt, the structure of the sword body quickly collapsed and reshaped, and a giant red crystal tree grew from the hilt, like a magic circuit full of structural beauty .

The transparent crystal shines with radiance, liberating the original concept contained in it, after closing.

【Heaven and earth leave Pi Zhixing】, cut off the sword of the world, revealing its shape.

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In the castle of Yog Domyrenia, the faces of all the servants and masters changed dramatically.

Danic clenched the gem cane in his hand, closed his eyes and muttered to himself: "It's finally started. This is me waiting for the Yugdomerenia clan to declare war. Let's take it, the lackeys of the Magic Association!"

Assassin said solemnly: "The surroundings, no, the whole Tulifas is in a mess. Is this the strength of the King of Heroes? Hmph, it really makes people's blood boil."

Rider was surprised and curious: "Ahaha, grandpa, do you want to fight Wang?"

"I can tell?"

Rider raised a finger and leaned against his lips, twitching, "How should I describe it, now you look like a sharp sword that is about to be unsheathed."

Assassin smiled cheerfully: "My purpose in participating in the Holy Grail War is just to challenge the strong."

"Hmm! Mmmmm!" Berserker clenched the sledgehammer in his hand like a cat frying a cat.

Master Cores smiled bitterly and comforted him: "Relax, Berserker, the king is Black's servant."

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"Master, are you alright?"

Saber's petite figure landed on the street, took a few steps to stand in front of Hall and asked with concern: "Master, are you okay?"

Hall smiled: "It's nothing serious. I had a fight with the other party's Berserker."

Saber smiled and praised: "Berserker? You sacrificed your reason in exchange for stronger power. You can still win against Berserker. You are worthy of being a master. I am very sorry that the opponent was supported by another riding servant and could not kill the opponent with the sword." .”

"Don't worry, the opponent will not let his followers retreat easily. Even if there is no support from other followers, the master will use the command spell. Saber, you should know the identity of the red Saber."

Saber's small face froze, and she shook her head with a wry smile: "Yes, because it's not something glorious, so I don't want to mention it, I almost forgot that you are an existence from another timeline, and Saber on the red side is one of the Knights of the Round Table. An artificial human created by my sister Morgan using magic and my genetic factors."

"You don't hate her?"