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It may be difficult to kill the enemy.

The empress snorted unhappily, she stepped on the ground, her hair fluttered and her skirt danced: "Well, I don't mind hunting down opponents who risk their lives to escape."

As she spoke, she also glared at Ruler.

"?" Joan frowned.

- Real name: Semiramis.

The chaste saint girl was also very upset when she saw the name, so she simply turned her eyes away to look at Geng Yuan.

——How can there be such straightforward malice, it's too inexplicable.

Joan was outraged.

The empress looked even colder.

But she turned her anger into motivation, and two beams of light cannon penetrated the circle, diffracted from the air and chased Coles in front of the corner.

But this time, a black robe has already appeared, and the spear is like a flower as it is waved.

Grand Duke Vlad III.

This brave man stood guard in front of the people, with thick fire smoke emitting from the tip of his sharp spear.

"Forget it, I will defend you against incoming enemies."

He picked up the spear, and the black smoke went out immediately.

Chapter 25. Mordred tries to shoot the enemy

Light, sword, gun.

The fierce battle at the entrance of the alley also continued.

"You bastard, you are Lancelot right!!"

Mordred's excited face was ferocious.

In front of her eyes was a heroic knight man in purple armor. This guy was very clear at a glance.

Just like she once asked the Master about it.

——Uncle Lion Jie, do you care how many toys and pocket money you rob every day? ?

"What kind of logic is this!?"

This was what Lion Jie complained about at the beginning.

...

The Knights of the Round Table will cherish each other, so there is nothing to worry about at this moment.

Mordred showed an invincible smile, rushing ahead of Karna.

Black Saber Lancelot, he appeared for reinforcements before Lancer caught up with Archer.

She loudly begged Lancer not to help, and Lancer granted her request with appreciation.

But Lancelot was not as excited as she was.

He clenched the long sword tightly, but his eyes were sharper, and he was as silent as a mountain in front of him.

next moment.

Flashing red--

Mordred has a fiery personality. She didn't bring any tactics, and she was thrown out with a scabbard.

The scorching crimson grudge slashed down on the head with a powerful blow released with magic power.

Seeing that the blow was about to hit, Lancelot meandered and opened his mouth.

"Mordred, I never thought you would be involved in this Holy Grail War."

The next moment, the long sword was unsheathed.

A blue moon skipped over his face, and a crystal-like sword stood across his chest.

Lancelot swung his arms, the sword roared, and the liquid luster rose with the dancing of the weapon.

——The enemy is two, and I am one.

Lancelot swung his sword briskly and with ease.

Gold, who was sitting firmly in the back, looked at the scene in front of him through his eyes, and the genius magician in alchemy frowned.

"Play by ear, Saber, if Lancer makes a move, retreat quickly, and protect yourself no matter what."

Although Gold is greedy for success, he can also remain calm in times of crisis.

Lancelot's speech and behavior gave him a lot of pride in his heart, and it also made him let go of the regret that he didn't use the Rhine Gold to summon Siegfried.

Equally tough, the person in front of him is loyal and wise enough, and more importantly - he desires the Holy Grail.

—Okay, let's go!Take your own safety as the main point, be careful of being double-teamed!

"Understood, my lord."

Lancelot raised the knife and dropped it, and there was nothing redundant in the dance of swords.

There were two bang bangs, and flames splashed in all directions.

The red and blue sword lights are combined together!

Mordred let go of the hilt the moment the two swords touched, and she struck the opponent's abdomen again with her bare hands.

One move hits two dogs, one tiger kills two sheep.

At such close quarters, with her surprisingly winning punch.

The red blood gushing in the veins was burning and painful, and the strength of this punch had already been multiplied tenfold inside.

This is derived from a skill that all Daimao families have - magic power release

"Go to hell, dirty trash!"

She laughed wildly to vent her anger—this punch will surely shatter Lancelot's spiritual core!

But at this moment, Lancelot was still calm.

An inexplicable crisis came to my mind.

——What the hell is this guy doing?

At this moment, when Mordred had doubts in his heart, the unbearable depression and crisis broke out completely.

She even had a false vision of a future where she would be trampled underfoot.

At this moment, her clenched fist was counteracted by a huge force.

With a slap, the weapons of the two Sabers flew away simultaneously, like a crown of open flames falling to the side.

Lancelot lowered his arms at the same time, he was not afraid of any challenge.

Li Zhi's right leg kicked out swiftly and swiftly.

"What, you bastard!?"

Lancelot's hands were like steel tongs, firm and motionless.

Mordred's pupils shrank, and she tried to let go but couldn't help taking half a step back.

Lancelot kicked empty because of this, and Mordred couldn't help smiling proudly at the scene.

However, the next moment, the hurricane swept through, and the severe pain of being run over by a truck spread from Mordred's stomach.

Lancelot stared at Mordred who was too surprised: "The speed is too slow, the motivation is obvious, practice again."

The words hit the point, although Mordred is a brave warrior;

But the tricks she sometimes resorts to are too low in the eyes of Lancelot, who is also a knight of the round table.

The voice fell, and the weightless feeling of falling occupied the highest line.

Damn... this guy, so fast...

His vision was a little hazy, and the nausea of fainting suddenly flooded his brain.

Mordred stared wide-eyed and retched, his body was thrown down in an upward arcing parabola, and fell into a pile of wastebaskets not far away.

Lancelot wiped his armor calmly.

He reached for his weapon, glanced at the Clarnet again, but didn't move.

Seeing this, Karna frowned.

A white awn ran through the palm of his hand.

"After all, is that all?" He narrated calmly and wanted to take over.

This is the case in the first place, and the excessive gap in force will make it difficult for the strategy to take effect.

After all, there is also a subsidy for treasures.

However, the roar in the shadows dispelled Karna's desire to fight for the battle.

The scorching air blasted across the street, and even the garbage that fell out of the wastebasket was blown away by the heat wave and even caught fire.

"It's really strong, this is the demeanor that the knights of the round table should have!"

The excited voice came from the cow helmet armor, which seemed a bit dull.

Instead of losing her fighting spirit, she looked forward to it even more.

"Now it's my turn!" Mordred picked up Clarnet with a shunpo.

She rushed past, and the scorching waves surged on the tip of the long sword and intertwined with Lancelot's Aroundight.

Lancelot's eyes were calm, he waited for Mordred to come up with a new trick.

next moment.

The majestic magic power came from the faintly trembling Clarnet along with the intertwined red thunder.

Lancelot frowned, but he didn't act rashly.

——Mordred... don't you think so.

"Master, I'm going to use the Noble Phantasm!!!"

Mordred's shout resounded completely in Lion Jie's mind.