Chapter 756: "faithful" rebel knight

Taking the village entrance as the dividing line, Mordred was outside and Wu Ming was inside, and the two temporarily drew their weapons.

When the cloud layer exploded due to the attacks of the two people, Wu Ming and Mordred's output separated.

And the figure that Wu Ming also reflected in Mordred's eyes due to the disappearance of the clouds.

But Mordred didn't have time to reply at this point, and saw his armor cracked, and his whole being gasping for air, propping herself up with the sword, looking exhausted.

Wu Ming in the village is also uncomfortable, but not as serious as Mordred, because the magic power consumed is too much in an instant, so he just gasped.

Because the magic power is supplied to tens of thousands of Flügel, and the magic power of this spiritual base is not as good as the main body, so Wu Ming doesn't have much magic power now.

So consuming so much Mana in an instant was a bit burdensome for Wu Ming.

However, in terms of Mordred's ability to compete with Wu Mingxiang, the actual number was abnormal.

"Did Mordred also get a boon from the Lion King?" Wu Ming only thought of this possibility.

This was also the most likely, Wu Ming had learned from Tristan that he and Gawain had received a boon from the Lion King.

Then it is not impossible that Mordred also received a blessing from the Lion King.

While thinking, Mordred quickly caught his breath, stood up straight, took out Clarent who was stuffed into the ground, and took off his helmet.

"This is very capable, Vero, come again!" Mordred had a wild laugh on his face, a "re-energized" expression.

"Are you sure you are okay?!" Wu Ming came back to his senses and looked at Mordred worriedly.

His armor was cracked, and there was some blood on his face. His spiritual base was quite unstable. Wu Ming felt that Mordred had no spare energy.

"Of course, the Lion King gave me a blessing, but oh, I can continue to squeeze the spiritual base to release Noble Phantasm, so I don't have to worry at all!" Mordred smiled, but his smile looked quite pitiful.

Because, isn't that just making the most of Mordred.

Squeeze the spiritual base to the last bit until the spiritual base can no longer be defended at all, and the power gained from the squeeze is completely used on the enemies of the Holy City.

Even though it was said to be a disservice, Mordred seemed to be quite pleased.

"This does not require you to meddle in your own affairs, Vero, you have become the Lion King's enemy, and you are not qualified to take care of the Lion King's affairs. Give me a good death!" Mordred carelessly smiled, she picked up Clarent, ready to send another Noble Phantasm.

"Mordred, you also have memories of the Holy Grail War in Romania."

"Since it's 'too', it means you have those memories too!" Mordred nodded.

"I remember our relationship was winding down a lot at that time. Does it have to be like this?"

Wu Ming was reluctant to fight the Knights of the Round Table from the start.

Whether it was Tristan, Agravain or Mordred, he was reluctant to shoot.

Due to special circumstances, Gawain and Lancelot did not have any animosity towards Wu Ming when they met.

Tristan didn't listen to the suggestion, so Wu Ming took Tristan directly. In the end, he made a deal with Tristan and didn't kill him.

Agravain had the greatest hatred towards Wu Ming, but he only destroyed Agravain's armor and weapons, and most of the reason Agravain fainted from anger.

In the end, it was Mordred in front of him, because Mordred released the Noble Phantasm, Wu Ming had to use the Noble Phantasm to compensate, but in general, he did not want to fight the Knights of the Round Table.

"What nonsense are you talking about here! Yesterday's friend, today's enemy, this is not a strange thing! As long as it is the order of the Lion King, I, Mordred, will obey without hesitation, as long as it is the order of the Lion King."

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'Enemy Lion King., I, Mordred, will attack without hesitation, you can only blame yourself for being on the wrong team, Vero."

After saying that, Mordred lifted Clarent, and lightning like blood red shot out from Clarent again.

However Wu Ming, who was opposite to Mordred, had a pained expression.

"So pathetic. You should know that you also have traces of my blood. In short, you are also mine…"

"Shut up!!"

However, before Wu Ming could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Mordred's roar.

"My father is only the Lion King, remind me that!!" Mordred's eyes widened, as if she had been touched by a forbidden area, and the boon that the Lion King had bestowed upon her was reactivated. The spiritual base turned into magic power, and finally, that magic power turned into Noble Phantasm.

*boom——*

Mordred exploded into an unprecedented beam of light.

To ask why, the diameter of the beam of light that Mordred was holding was comparable to the entire village.

...

In the village, Tawara Touda who was guiding the villagers to evacuate, widened his eyes.

"Hey! No, we will definitely disappear after this attack!"

"What should I do, Touda! Quickly think of a way!" Tang Sanzang grabbed Tawara Touda's neck and shook her.

"This… I can't do anything, I can only ask Vero already rushed…" Tawara Touda shook his head helplessly.

"Sir Vero..." Hassan Serenity looked anxiously at the village entrance and muttered.

...

The location of the village entrance was on Wu Ming's side.

Wu Ming frowned and looked at Mordred.

"Judging from this magical power and your current spiritual base, you will disappear after this attack."

There was no way, even through analysis, just by looking at it with the naked eye, it could be seen that Mordred would disappear.

The completely broken armor showed Mordred's unshakable appearance. His delicate skin began to crack, and blood flowed from the cracked wound, and the wound was still growing rapidly. It started turning into magic power and disappeared.

This was the beginning of the Servant's exit.

"It doesn't matter at all, as long as I can get rid of the traitor! I would be very happy!" At this moment, Mordred whose face was covered in blood, showed a naive smile, which was full of disobedience.

"There is nothing more ironic than a rebellious knight wanting to share the king's troubles and excluding me, the king's close minister."

Mordred was furious and wanted to say something, but Wu Ming immediately cut it off.

"However, you stand no chance, Mordred!"