Creed of the heavens

Nitocris was taken aback for a moment, and then a bright smile appeared on his face: "Yes! Thank you, Lord Pharaoh, for your affirmation!"

Watching Nitocris return to the Hall of Valor first, Osmandis turned his gaze to the far east.

"I have fulfilled my promise, now it's up to you, Chaldean guardians of humanity."

Chapter 307 Cursed wrist, hand over your head!

At the same time as the wall of light was shattered, the other two battlefields in the huge palace also had a winner.

In terms of absolute combat power, Aggie is far inferior to Lancelot. Even with the curse of madness, the gap between them is still huge.

However, Lancelot was secretly startled by Aggui's frenzied willpower in the battle. Aggui, who was on the verge of bruises all over his body, still did not give up and continued to attack Lancelot with his remaining sword in his right hand.

"My mother is crazy! All her life she only thinks about how to seek the supreme kingship."

"clang!"

"I'm different from him!"

Aggui temporarily suppressed the slightly hesitant Lancelot with a frenzied aura. After becoming mad, he could not feel any pain, broke through the protection of human instinct, and launched uninterrupted continuous attacks with a power of 120.

"No matter who is sitting on the throne, as long as I can realize my ideal of developing Camelot, I can dedicate everything to him!"

"From this point of view, I am not as absolutely loyal to the king as you are. I obey her only because she is the most suitable tool to achieve my ideals, at least more suitable than Morgan!"

"Chong!"

Due to excessive force, the muscles of Aggui's right hand began to rupture, but he did not reduce his attack frequency at all, and continued to charge despite the injury driven by a certain obsession.

"Women are stupid and ugly creatures! Morgan is the most typical example!"

"However, as long as Wang can achieve my goal, I can ignore her status as a woman and assist her wholeheartedly!"

"But you! Lancelot!"

Aggui yelled furiously, "You and that YD's cheating queen, Guinevere, ruined everything! You've tarnished the king's painstaking efforts to conceal his identity, and the oath that the Knights of the Round Table made together!"

"I will never forgive you. It is you who destroyed the ideal that the Knights of the Round Table fought for all their lives! You destroyed Camelot, which we have worked so hard to make prosperous!"

"Argument"

Lancelot felt Aggui's obsession, and realized that his inherent impression of him came from subjective prejudice, and he couldn't help relaxing his grip with guilt in his heart.

"Die!"

"Bah!"

"Ha ha"

Hassan leaned weakly against the corner of the wall, unable to control his right arm, in order to avoid affecting his comrades, he voluntarily left the battlefield after causing fatal injuries to Mordred.

Tranquility's poisonousness had no effect in front of Morgan and Mordred, who had been prepared for a long time.

Mordred, who wears an anti-poison magic tool, is almost completely immune to poisonous damage, and has the sharpest fangs pulled out. In this battle, Jing Mi can only OB at the edge, throwing small throwing knives to get involved Mordred's attention.

Baimao's individual combat power is as good as ever, and this is not a problem that can be solved simply by relying on the accumulation of numbers.

The liberation of Mordred's Noble Phantasm emptied all of Hassan's clones at once. At this time, she was lying face down not far behind the cursed wrist, and had lost consciousness and passed out.

Strictly speaking, the four-on-one battle should be Sanzang and Mordred single-handedly. The three Hassans played little role in front of Mordred who had been strengthened by Morgan.

The Great Witch Morgan figured out the principle of the "runaway" blessing in Mordred's body after simple research. She transformed the blessing formed with the Holy Lance ability and reintegrated it into Mordred's body.

The new blessing will no longer burden Mordred's body, but is equivalent to an artificial core of magic power to power Mordred's heroic body, allowing her to exert her maximum strength more freely.

Mordred's heart spirit core was pulled out and shattered under the life-threatening assault of the magic wrist showing the hole card. Now she just continues to persist with the ability to continue the battle given by the blessing.

Although the surprise attack of the curse wrist played a decisive role, as a price, he was also severely injured by Mordred's desperate counterattack, and a long wound was cut from the left shoulder.

Even if the muscles were forcibly contracted to temporarily stop the bleeding, the cursed wrist had already lost the power to fight again.

"Uh!"

Hassan's right arm was transplanted from the ancient Middle East demon, Saiyi Tuonai. When his body fell into a weakened state, this demon's arm gradually became uncontrollable.

Although Mordred barely relied on the continuation of the battle to support her, her spirit core was destroyed, and her combat effectiveness was inevitably greatly weakened.

Sanzang, who was still alive and well, showed compassion on his face, clasped his palms together to accumulate energy, and the Buddha's light behind him was almost visible to the naked eye.

"Dear Mordred, your battle is over, go to bliss in peace!"

Dodging into the range of Mordred's sword circle, the weak Mordred was unable to dodge. Being locked by Sanzang's treasure, she could only symbolically slash at Sanzang's back with a sword, and was naturally bounced away by the Buddha's light .

"Five Elements Mountain Sakyamuni Tathagata palm!"

"Oh!"

Mordred was knocked away from the spot by Sanzang's thousand palms, and hit the side wall of the royal garden heavily.

"Ugh!"

A mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth, and Mordred slumped down from the wall weakly.

"Even after being strengthened by my mother, I still failed to fight with my father to the end, ahem!"

"Ha! Is this my destiny as a rebellious knight?"

Seeing Mordred dissipate into a flow of magic power with his own eyes, Sanzang retracted his posture and let out a foul breath.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Alas!"

The shrill screams coming from a corner of the garden made Sanzang tremble with fright.

The right arm of the cursed demon completely lost control, and the blood-red arm greedily stretched out to the unconscious Baimao not far away, instinctively trying to dig out her heart.

Tranquility stood in front of Baimao. She was covered in poison and could not help Baimao to leave. She could only spray out poisonous mist to delay the attack of the devil's hand.

Sanzang, who had recovered his breath, rushed to the direction of the mantra wrist as quickly as possible, ready to subdue the troubled demons with the merciful Buddha's light.

"Humph."

A misty hum without any emotion suddenly sounded at the scene, Sanzang subconsciously stopped in his tracks, and looked around warily.

"The man with the cursed wrist, who bears the name of Hassan but can't even control his own power, how immature!"

A mysterious man also wearing a skull mask appeared in the garden, and Sanzang felt a strong breath of death from this unidentified mysterious man.