Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 1283 The Heroes of the Crusade Hundred Years Ago
The cloud shadow moved, and the thin man sitting on the window sill came down.

The chains on the shackles made a crisp knocking sound... He was really thin, and the chains on his hands and feet seemed to exceed his weight.

"Alice..." He was called Mordred, his voice was hoarse as if his vocal cords had been scorched.

"Have you not spoken for too long?" Miss Witch turned her head to look at her, but shook her head, "But I am not Alice. I am her daughter, Gillian."

"Daughter?" He seemed a little confused, and then fell silent, as if he was remembering something.

Miss Witch is also frowning, as if she is talking to herself, or to tell him, "The 60 years of imprisonment, and the poison made by hundreds of pharmacists from the Magician Association have already confused your mind and memory. ...Look at me, Mordred, you should remember who you are."

He stood still, more like a skeleton.

There is a terrifying ability to ban magic in this castle... She cannot use any ability here.Because of this, Pukins would agree to her visit-even though, before the visit, she even accepted an extremely strict search to ensure that she did not hide anything privately.

But she still brought something... At this moment, the Miss Witch lifted her skirt, and put her hand into the skirt—at this moment, her face had a sensitive color like the pleasure of the flesh.

She breathed a sigh of relief, her gaze was like phosphorescence... She retracted her hand, and a small glass bottle came out.

She took the bottle, walked slowly in front of Mordred, and pulled it out, "It took me 30 years, and I was also wanted by the Association of Magicians for 30 years, before I found the solution to configure this universal interpreter." Ingredients for the potion."

He was unmoved, completely immersed in his own memories - Seeing this, Miss Witch had no choice but to pinch the other's chin and pour the liquid from the bottle into his mouth.

When the potion was finally poured down his throat and entered his body, Miss Witch slowly backed away—in fact, even she wasn't completely sure that this potion could break the poison of the secret medicine on this man.

Time passed by little by little... Mordred still stood motionless.Gillian couldn't help frowning...failed?
Just as her heart was sinking, Mordred suddenly showed a painful look—he grabbed his neck forcefully, and at the same time fell to his knees on the ground, retching in pain.

The black liquid spit out from his mouth like this... Accompanying it was an unpleasant stench.

This retching continued... The black liquid Mordred spit out was even more water than his body seemed to have.

A long time had passed - far longer than witches' visiting hours.

Finally, it seemed as if the black liquid in Mordred's body had been vomited out... He was still clutching his neck with both hands, kneeling on the ground while lowering his head.

"You...what's the matter with you, Mordred?" Gillian asked hesitantly.

He raised his head, his eyes regained clarity, and at the same time he stood up slowly, "I'm just smoothing it out, it's just the memories of the past few decades... Are you really Alice's daughter?"

"I have inherited my mother's power, and I am also a spiritual witch." Gillian nodded, "Maybe after I leave this castle, I can prove to you... How do you feel? The antidote has completely cleared your body of Is it poisonous?"

"Probably cleared half of it." Mordred was silent for a while, "But it's enough."

"Only half? How is that possible!" Ji Lian frowned and snorted coldly, "That damned pharmacist... really didn't try his best!"

Mordred looked at his hands, "The toxin in my body was formulated by hundreds of senior and above mystic pharmacists, including some master pharmacists. Although I don't know the origin of the pharmacist you are looking for , but if it’s just one person, being able to do this to this level is already considered a genius... and, [-]% is enough.”

"Really?" Gillian was pleasantly surprised, "Are you sure you can get out of this prison? To be honest, I'm taking a gamble this time. If I can't wake you up... I'm afraid I'll be locked up here forever. The best As a result, it will be handed over to the Association of Magicians by the round table agency."

"I'll leave here." He said while looking at the Miss Witch - she didn't see even a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.

"But before you leave, you need to tell me... why you came to me, and to help me detoxify."

""Aksha Records"." Frenzy flashed in the witch's eyes, and she paused every word: "Mordred, I need you...help me get it."

"A document that changes history..." He closed his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

Miss Witch couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive. If the man in front of her didn't agree, then all her previous plans would probably be...

"Okay, I promise you." He opened his eyes and nodded calmly, "It's your reward for sending me the antidote... But you think about it, you only have this wish, and if you use it up, it will be gone. "

Miss Witch smiled lightly at this time: "It is said that no matter who can rescue you from this prison, they can ask you to do one thing... I think my request is not a waste. Although What was used was the favor of a strongest knight known as a demigod."

"Demigod?" He gave the lady witch a strange look, and under her puzzled gaze, he said calmly, "I'm no longer... let's go, I'll come back after I find the document for you .The book here...I haven't finished it yet."

Want to... come back? !

She was startled immediately, not knowing what he meant, but seeing that Mordred was already walking towards the door at this time, she had no choice but to follow quickly.

It's just that the shackles and chains on Mordred's hands and legs are still there... Miss Witch frowned when she heard the sound of him dragging the chains as he walked.

This so-called demigod, the most vicious knight in history, seems... very ordinary.

……

"Mr. Lino, it's almost an hour!"

They began to remind this Lino who had been holding a sword an hour ago... But he didn't respond at all, he just kept his eyes closed and was on the most serious guard.

The subordinates were a little unconcerned... No one has ever been able to get out of this prison.

For half a century, all the sinners who were imprisoned inside had gone mad and committed suicide in the end—not only because of the terrifying forbidden magic power inside…there were even more powerful guards inside.

……

"Why did it stop suddenly? There is still a distance from the gate."

Miss Witch couldn't help frowning—she walked this road when she came here, and she didn't care about it at the time, but she just felt a little depressed—because there were many statues of knights on the left and right sides of the road.

"Stand back a bit, it will be a bit troublesome to pass here." Mordred said suddenly.

"Trouble?" The witch was taken aback.

He said casually: "These statues all contain the heroic souls of knights who died in the past, at least at the level of great knights, and there are even twelve knights from the past... Of course, if it is just heroic souls, it is natural that they cannot be compared with them in life." compared to."

"They...these?" The witch frowned, "They are just ordinary statues."

"For you." Mordred said indifferently, and then took a step forward, "Only when I try to walk through here, they will wake up."

As if to confirm his words, the moment he took another step, the statues on the left and right sides of the corridor suddenly opened their eyes.

A huge killing intent emanated from them...then converged into a terrifying killing intent, and in just an instant, Miss Witch's face turned pale, as if her soul had been pierced by countless sharp swords so-so.

It's just a leak of breath... Gillian watched in horror as the statues 'come to life' at this moment, they walked down from the base, and drew out their weapons at the same time.

Impossible to get out!It is impossible to get out! !Gillian screamed wildly in her heart.

Mordred walked straight forward, "Although I don't know what method you used to let them let you go and give you the opportunity to visit this time. But don't think that they are willing to give you the opportunity because of your Smart, just because they have absolute self-confidence...Even if you come in, you can't do much."

She could only smile wryly, these are the famous great knights in history and... the Twelve Round Table!

Suddenly, a statue of a knight holding a golden sword walked slowly in front of Mordred. It was at least two heads taller than Mordred.

Mordred raised his head, "Cajin...do you want me to kill you again?"

Kaijin?

Ji Lian is very familiar with the history of knight institutions... She stared blankly at the golden sword in the hand of the knight statue, and couldn't help but wonder: "Kaijin...could it be that he was as famous as you a hundred years ago and inherited the [Gawaine] (Gawaine) ), the Golden Knight of the Sky, Kaijin Alexander?"

Mordred looked back at Gillian, but at this moment, the knight statue in front of him slowly raised the golden sword in his hand, and fell down without any hesitation.

"Be careful!!" Seeing this scene, she couldn't help shouting in horror...but it was only an instant, when the golden sword fell, her eyes widened instantly.

The golden sword is absolutely sharp, and with the blessing of part of the Golden Knight of Heaven's power, it can easily cut through even a steel plate... But such a sharp golden sword failed to cut through Mordred's shoulder at this time.

But the huge force of the sword's slashing directly caused Mordred's legs to sink into the floor... Is his body harder than steel?The witch opened her mouth slightly.

"Since he's dead, it's better to rest in peace..." Mordred said indifferently, "Why stay in this...a world that was doomed long ago."

The statue suddenly opened its mouth, and it made a roaring sound—it raised its sword again, and slashed down again.

Only this time, Mordred raised his hands up instead, and the chains on his hands were cut off directly - Mordred's figure disappeared in place in an instant... At least our Miss Witch couldn't see his movements.

In the blink of an eye, when she saw Mordred again, he was already holding the golden sword in his right hand... and the arm of the statue of the golden knight of the sky had disappeared.

"Rest in peace, it's useless to guard me."

While speaking softly, Mordred squatted down slightly, and put the golden sword behind him... He suddenly twisted his body, and the golden sword came out from behind!

The Arcatria in the castle seemed to ignore the man at all.

On the golden sword, a bright radiance emanated, and then half a month's blade surged... Sweeping!
The statues were cut off by the half-moon's sword light at this moment... The murderous aura that made Jilian's heart tremble disappeared in an instant, but in just a few seconds, only Countless gravel!
One after another of light and shadow slowly rose from the shattered statues, then gathered, circled, and turned into a spiral of light, hitting Mordred directly.

He put down the golden sword in his hand, stretched out his left hand, and blocked the palm of his hand in the spiral of light and shadow... The air flow triggered was like a hurricane, and the castle's magic power still existed, and the lady witch had no choice but to lean forward Putting on, but the body is still a little bit slid by the strong wind.

Finally, the gust of wind gradually dissipated... When everything subsided, Miss Witch only saw Mordred standing among the countless broken corpses.

For a moment, she seemed to see him standing on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Mordred lowered his head, lightly held his left hand, and on his palm, a little light like a firefly was hovering... He breathed a sigh of relief, and picked up a bottle from the ground.

This bottle seems to be a weapon equipped on a statue of a knight... Mordred sent that little bit of fluorescent light into the bottle, and then walked slowly in front of Gillian, "Before you leave here, help me keep it temporarily Bar."

Her consciousness was blank, and she took the bottle almost instinctively.

This guy, the poison on his body is really only cleared by half?

……

……

Before the gate of the castle, many of the subordinates who had been waiting for a while were frowning.

"coming."

The Great Knight Lino said something abruptly, and at the same time slowly raised his hands... As he raised his hands up, some light began to flash on his hands.

It turned out that he was not holding a sword in a false pose, but was really holding a...almost transparent sword!

Only when the sword moves, refracting the light, can it be seen.

"It's coming... what's coming?" Everyone was startled.

Bang-! !

Suddenly there was a loud noise.

The gate of the castle was directly torn open by something at this time, split into two neat pieces, and then shot out directly... Everyone was shocked, and almost panicked at the moment when the heavy and heavy gate hit.

Only Lino stared at his legs at this moment, instead of retreating, he swung the almost transparent sword in his hand to meet him... In an instant, he directly cut the two thick door panels into dozens of small pieces.

In the dust, two figures slowly walked out from the shadow of the gate... There was also the knocking sound of shackles and chains as they walked.

"She came out! The spiritual witch... who is the one next to her?" Everyone was shocked.

The clothes he was wearing were thin, and many parts of the clothes had been worn out over time... The man was carrying a golden sword on his shoulder.

Linuo took a deep breath, slowly stood up straight, and said in a dignified voice, "Hundreds of heroic souls of the ancestors, and the forbidden magic force field jointly arranged by a hundred gold-level magicians from the Magicians Association, still can't stop you... The legendary knight, Mordred. It seems that letting this spiritual witch visit the prison was a mistake from the very beginning."

Mordred glanced sideways at Lino, and said casually: "Don't regard this magic-forbidden space as useless, after all, it is the product of the joint efforts of hundreds of gold-level magicians. It's just that everything has it. Naturally, there will be a period of weakening during the period of use... about 30 years later, if it is not replenished, this force field will actually disappear by itself."

Lino took a deep breath, but at this time he issued an order that surprised all his subordinates—he ordered everyone to flee immediately, and the order that the information must be sent.

"Mr. Lino! We..."

"This is an order! Leave immediately! Be sure to notify the knight authority! Whoever does not leave, I will immediately deprive him of his knight status!"

"This……"

Everyone bit down, and finally chose to obey the order... However, from the beginning to the end, Mordred had no intention of stopping it.

Mr. Lino stood alone in front of Mordred and the Witch of the Soul. The almost transparent sword was now glowing with blue light... it was no longer invisible.

"Wind King... you are an imitation, right?" Mordred looked curiously, "You are the prison guard of this generation? Let's go. Over the years, you have worked hard to guard me."

Great Knight Lino took a deep breath, and said seriously: "Being able to fight against the hero of a hundred years ago... I don't want to give up this opportunity."

"Hero?" Mordred smiled, "It's been a long time since anyone called me that."

Lino said: "No matter how many sins you have committed... But you, a hundred years ago, were indeed the heroes who participated in that war, and the evil black souls who died at your hands are countless! Although I was not born when that great war happened, I believe that without you, that great war would not have been possible to win. So, at least you are the hero who saved the earth.”

"Really." Mordred suddenly lowered his head, his voice seemed to be heard only by himself, "After so many years, do you still think you really won? Really, hopelessly stupid..."

He suddenly waved the golden sword in his hand.

The half moon's sword light surged out here, and the speed was so fast that the great knight Lino had only a chance to block - he couldn't even dodge!
The blade of the sword that was flowing with blue light shattered in an instant, and half a month of sword light slashed at his body, blasting him dozens of meters away.

"Just a blow..."

The Great Knight Lino spat out blood, and then passed out.

(End of this chapter)