Crown Dead

Mordred slashed at the spider monster again with the great sword in his hand, this time directly cutting its body in two.

Even so, the monster twitched for a long time before completely dying.

"What happened to that just now? This monster was stabbed right through by me - wow!"

The turmoil between the two attracted dozens of surrounding monsters together in an instant, and Mordred raised his bloody sword in a panic to block two of the monsters that were rushing towards him.

"They are metamorphoses, and their characteristic is that they are much tougher than ordinary life forms!"

Bedivere drew out his long sword and rushed over. The inhuman monster fell to the ground, recalling something.

"Transformer? What is that? Bastard, don't open your mouth and yell at me, is that a mouth!"

The conversation couldn't go on smoothly at all. Mordred put his sword against the throat of a mutant with his right hand, and put his other hand against the jaw of the monster that attacked him from the other side.

The fastest group of reincarnations had already slaughtered the surrounding mountain people, and turned to the round table duo.

"Really--bet your ears, Bedivere!"

Finally fed up with the feeling of being surrounded by mad dogs, Mordred roared and pushed away the monsters around him, activating the "Rampage" blessing in his body.

click! !

The purple-red thunder fell straight down with the roar of the explosion, and this force survived for a short time with the cheating sword as the carrier.

"Although I don't want to use all my strength against disgusting guys like you, but sure enough, the burnt look of you is a little more pleasing to the eye—hahaha!"

The long sword swung forward, and the torrent of lightning and magic power like a sea wave turned all the metamorphoses in front of them into coke.

"It's not over yet!!"

There is no process of "charging power". After a blow, the lightning gathers together again. Mordred doesn't even need to aim, but just roars and uses the long sword as the source to continuously release the light cannon forward.

It's like poking foam with a needle tube. After the pierced part is pierced, the supplements on both sides will come back again as the light cannon disappears.

Each hit can kill countless monsters, but after that the number of monsters re-"fills" the field of vision as if rewinding in time and space.

But this doesn't matter to Mordred, as long as he swings his sword, he only needs to intercept this group of monsters that move so fast that they are so weird.

The thunder and loud noises lasted 27 times. Although the blessing provided by 'Rampage' allowed Mordred to have nuclear fusion-like magic power reserves, his body was still only as good as a 'Heroic Spirit'.

For example, it is equivalent to a machine gun with unlimited bullets. Although it can unscrupulously splash water and kill a guy who recites poetry, the barrel itself will overheat and explode due to continuous shooting.

"Ha... ha... Hey, isn't it a foul that there are too many of these things?"

Mordred gasped and raised his weapon again.But was stopped by Bedivere.

"Sir Mordred, if you release the Noble Phantasm again, your body will collapse!"

"Of course I know! But so what, the people from the idiot mountain behind are also desperately fleeing and resisting. If you let these guys go, everyone will die!"

The current situation in Sand Village is divided into three sections. At the main entrance is a group of mountain people who are about to escape from the village. In the middle section, there are also uninterrupted fighting. Tranquility seemed to be there to defend against the metamorphosis that leaked from the back.And the latter section is the section guarded by Mordred Bedwell. In front of him is the "dark cloud" slowly approaching, and the outpost scouts are constantly thrown.

"There must be another way... We just need to contain them, there is no need to block everything here! Woo...!"

Although the silver arm can't be used to release the gorgeous and huge magic power like Mordred, every time it shines, it will accurately kill a metamorphosis person completely.It's just that with the uninterrupted attacks, the cold sweat on Bedivere's face gradually ran down his hair.

"You're already on fire inside, right? You and Xianyu look like idiots. Speaking of which, where did that guy go... Forget it, you're right, just stop them."

"That's right, we—huh!?"

Bedivere was picked up by Xiao Mo in a daze, and then thrown aside along the strength of his waist.

"Master Mordred?!"

"I'm too lazy to continue thinking about which path I should choose. It seems like a very good choice to leave here—"

Mordred smiled at Bedivere, and then gathered the remaining magic power, but this time it was not to release the light cannon, but to release all his magic power in one go, like a nuclear bomb.

"Kekeke—"

Several reincarnations rushed towards Mordred dragging their half-coked bodies, and the latter didn't make any defensive gestures, just stretched out their hands and gestured with their middle fingers.

And the moment before claws and fangs tore Mordred

Boom boom boom boom boom! !

"Well!?"

The land in front of the two of them suddenly dropped countless stone and soil spears from the sky, like half of the ground was washed and smashed down.

"I've only been out for 2 minutes and you're thinking of blowing yourself up?? Should I pick your breasts again, Mo Zai?"

The familiar voice finally appeared, usually sounding a bit out of tune, but at this moment it seemed particularly reassuring.

"The aftermath...?"

The smoke cleared, and Xianyu was now wearing a burning dragon scale armor, the sky lock in his left hand was hanging down deep into the ground, and the purgatory katana with more intense flames was held in his right hand.

"This is one of the few AOE skills I have, although I got it from someone else."

After confirming that all the surrounding vanguard reincarnations were penetrated by spears made of mud, Xianyu withdrew the Sky Lock in his left hand, and moved his arms while walking in front of Mordred.

"... Thank you for your hard work."

The wounds on the two of them, the bloodstains and fragments all over the ruins of the village, and the almost incalculable number of reincarnations around them all showed how tragic this short "post-break" was.

The second wave that is coming in the distance is also the body of the "dark cloud" that is slowly approaching, and because Mordred released the treasure nearly 20 times in one breath, he has already lost the power of an arc lighter. not come out.