Dimensional Medicine King

After being mercilessly knocked into the air by Morgan, Mordred also did not give up, but what should she do when she lost her weapon?

Just when she was about to take a weapon to help, her eyes were unconsciously attracted by the things in the curtain she dropped.

A long sword inserted in silver with golden runes and decorations as the main body...

With just one glance, she realized that this weapon was extraordinary, but when she thought of the 'undestroyed lake light' that she broke free from her hand before, she shrank her hand unconsciously.

But when she saw Lan Si who was constantly fighting, she gritted her teeth and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

'Pfft~'

The erupting thunder instantly knocked it into the air again. Looking at her scarred right hand, she also widened her eyes in disbelief, but then she gritted her teeth and rushed forward again, picking up a hand beside her. The armor was on her right hand, and it fit unexpectedly, but she didn't think too much and held the hilt again.

The thunder erupted again, and her body convulsed unconsciously, but she didn't let go again, instead she gritted her teeth and tried to pull it out.

'Father asked me to guard the castle, how can I back down here!What's more, the boss is fighting there for me, how can I hide in his life? '

If you can do it, you have to do it, if you can’t, you have to do it!

With a proud personality, once she has made up her mind, she will never look back, even if she hits a wall, she will smash it through!

The blood on the right hand continued to flow from the gauntlet and was turned into blood mist by the electric current. Fortunately, Lan Si made too much noise to completely cover up her actions.

"Om~"

With the trembling sound of the tip of the sword, the long silver sword was pulled out, and Mordred rushed towards the distant battlefield with the sword without even taking a second look.

The original silver sword body seems to be stained with blood mist at this time, and there is a trace of blood red...

Different from Lan Si who used 'charged strike' and 'charged slash' to accumulate strength, Mordred, who shot later, hit the barrier first with the holy sword wrapped in blood mist, and then—— ——

'click~'

The strange cracking sound in the noisy treasure room was extremely obvious, and Morgan's expression changed drastically behind the barrier...

Chapter 54 The Death of Lancelot

Looking at the cracked barrier in front of her eyes, even Morgan couldn't help but show shock, but she soon figured out the reason.

There is no doubt that Lan Si can't open this barrier, but Mordred, as her heir, has her blood on his body, and the holy sword activated by the opponent for some reason is like an amplifier. The sword itself is inextricably linked to the fairy in the lake.

Although it was only for a moment, it was enough to make the barrier misrecognize, and the holy sword in Mordred's hand was stuck in the barrier so that it would not be completely closed. This is nothing in itself, and normally it will be very fast. 'It will be discharged, but the premise is that there is enough time, no matter how short the time is, it will take time, but Lan Si will not give it this time.

The lava that erupted after the first attack failed instantly spread towards the place where Mordred attacked.

To make an inappropriate analogy for the current situation, Lan Si is like a robber wielding a sledgehammer trying to break the door, while Morgan is hiding behind an absolutely safe security door, but the other boy suddenly opened the door. Although it was quickly discovered, there were flaws in the originally absolutely safe environment.

Morgan, who is absolutely confident herself, did not expect this to happen. The self-discipline magic around her could not be completely resisted, and she had to leave here temporarily.

"boom!!"

The puppet in black robe was instantly ignited in the air until it turned into residue, and Lan Si also completely lost the ability to resist after a full blow.

"boom!"

Lansi slammed on the ground like a stone, and Mordred, who was also affected by the holy sword, was not much better than Lansi, and directly hit Lansi. A head hammer almost made Lansi directly internal injury.

On the other side, Qi, who was the leader of this blow, was not much better, but when she fell down, she was smiling, looking at the scattered weapons on the ground, with a victorious expression on her face, Especially looking at the 'Morning Star' presented by Gilgamesh with a mocking look on his face.

The battle was undoubtedly fierce, but in fact it only took ten minutes from the beginning to the end. Although Morgan, who was driven away as a loser, was embarrassed, he was not injured. On the contrary, it was Lan Si and Mordred who were the winners They didn't seem to be able to move their fingers.

No... there is another surprise!

'Puff~'

Realizing that the opponent might be good at magic attacks, Lan Si asked You Xian to hide temporarily, and at this time the battle ended, it also came to Lan Si and the others.

"What should I do if the owner, Qie, and the golden retriever who likes to hug him and drink are injured?" '

Suddenly, You remembered that he had encountered a similar situation before, but at that time there was only one white hair besides Lan Si, and now there are two more people, but its strength is also stronger, so it should be no problem, right?

And Lan Si on the other side was unconsciously relieved when he saw You start to heal himself, but when he saw Qi and Mordred were also moved to his side, he had an ominous premonition ...

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Although it didn't take Lan Si to climb the city wall to persuade Gareth, and then rushed to the inner castle to the end of the battle, although it didn't take an hour, it was more than half an hour, and the battlefield at this time was also very strange.

Several long swords presented by Lansi in Lancelot's hands have been broken, and at this time Lancelot is holding a one-handed hammer in one hand, and a sword that he doesn't know where to grab it in the other. Here comes the long sword.

At this time, the original black monk's uniform on his body had already been dyed dark red, but his own face was extremely pale.

The hand holding the weapon even started to tremble, but even so, the enemy did not continue to charge. After all... At this time, the only road leading to Camelot Castle was already covered with corpses.

Even after paying the sacrifice of nearly a thousand people, they still did not approach the city gate again. It is no wonder that they chose to retreat temporarily.

However, it is not without any price for Lancelot who has achieved such a proud record. The original cloak has long been torn, and the dark red monk uniform is also dyed dark red, so it is impossible to recognize it for a while. And the reason why he was able to support his body was that the lance that had passed through his body was actually used as a support to support his body at this time.

But even so, his wounds no longer shed blood. After all, the blood that could be shed had already dried up. The reason why he could still hold the weapon at this time was only because of his inner obsession, even if he was already unconscious at this time. He was about to forget what his obsession was, and the only thing he could think of was to continue standing here to block anyone who wanted to pass through.

But at this moment, the sound of horseshoes came again, and Lancelot's instinct told him that the next wave of the enemy's charge should be coming.

'Can't fall, now I can't fall. '

The body manipulated by obsession stood there like a statue, just to save a little energy, but just when he was wondering why the enemy hadn't come yet, the sound of horseshoes finally sounded again.

Feeling that someone appeared in front of him, he waved the long sword in his hand and slashed towards the opponent without hesitation, but unexpectedly, the long sword did not hit the opponent, even the one-handed hammer in the other hand It was also taken by the other party, but at this moment, an unexpected voice suddenly remembered.

"Lancelot Lancelot..."