I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

Lancelot shouted: "Get out of the way!"

With a loud cry, he rushed to the front of the crowd, and Wugui Huguang's blade slashed towards the void several times in a row. It was clearly in the air, but bright sparks burst out.He stared at the 'non-existent line' in front of him, the aftermath fell everywhere under his own feet, and finally the invisible arrow was completely resisted by him.

Lancelot turned back: "Be careful, his piano vibrates can eject invisible lines, and the lines are as deadly as sharp blades!"

Da Vinci was startled: "I see."

This information was already close to her previous guess, but she felt embarrassed when she got this information: "Then this guy is really tricky!"

"They will appear outside the holy capital. I'm afraid the Holy Baba of the Lion King is coming to an end." Lancelot said in a low voice.

"what?"

"Once the Holy Baba is over, everything is meaningless. All the land and human beings will be burned, and nothing will exist except the inside of the Holy Lance, so—"

Lancelot solemnly said to Du Lin again: "Please go ahead!"

"You have your own selfishness in saying these words, Lancelot." Du Lin said suspiciously.

Obviously, facing Tristan and Mordred, the current situation is their absolute advantage.

Lancelot nodded without concealing: "Well, if possible, I would like to compete with my former companions as a former Knight of the Round Table. Don't worry, I will do my best to keep them here!"

"You bastard! I really misjudged you, Lancelot." In the distance, these words fell into Mordred's ears, and she cursed angrily.

"A contest between knights?" Du Lin narrowed his eyes.

It should be said that Lancelot didn't want his former companion to be defeated by his despicable means, but ended in the duel he expected, right?

Du Lin is not interested in the way of defeat, and if his information is true, his hemisphere is at a critical moment. If he backstabs at this time, he should get unexpected results.

"Then I'll leave it to you here."

After he finished speaking, with Hei Zhen who was quiet and not far away: "Come on, let's go to the main entrance."

"Don't even think about it!" Mordred snarled, and from a distance, he sent a wave of energy pouring out to intercept it.

The three of Durin stopped walking from the flanks, and Mordred jumped in front of them from a distance, with an unhappy expression on his face.

"You bastard, don't think you can just walk over like this, our account is not settled!" Mordred said angrily.

"Stop making trouble, Xiao Mo. You should have met your father again, what do you think of the puppet I made with her?" Du Lin repeated what he said last time,

The expression on Mordred's face suddenly froze, recalling several unpleasant memories of being given the death penalty by his father after finally returning.

Reminiscent of the previous series of events, she was captured, bound, and imprisoned for a series of humiliating experiences, until she was finally sentenced by her father to defile the Knights of the Round Table...

She stared at the guy in front of her, the origin of everything came from him!

"I'm going to kill you 〇〇..." Mordred's small universe exploded in an instant, and the red lightning turned from the power of hatred was wrapped around the big sword in both hands, which turned into a slashing force and struck towards Durin. Come on.

Hei Zhen and Jing Mi jumped away without hesitation.

"Can it be done?" Du Lin smiled and flashed lightly.

Skaha taught him not to rely too much on speed, but relying on speed at this moment is a kind of lore.

Du Lin avoided the impact, and took the initiative to meet Mordred. He raised his wand and hit her on the head. He stopped and moved away from Xiao Mo, and walked forward lightly.

This almost ignoring attitude made Mordred's eyes widen, and immediately his hands trembled, a burst of anger swelled to the extreme, and the volcano erupted.

"You've been hit."

Suddenly, a crimson magic circle appeared under Mordred's feet. Dense runes crawled from the soles of her feet to her whole body, immobilizing her body. She felt extremely hot around her, and her face was angry: "Damn it, it's the last confinement..."

Durin's wand struck the ground, ruthlessly like her father.

【Burst】

boom--!

A blast of flames soaring into the sky emerged from her feet, blasting Xiao Mo into the sky.

The fiery air waves of the impact diffused from all around, and in the next second, Xiao Mo fell from the sky, breathing black smoke, lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment: "Bastard, bastard..."

"I've said that the last time I let you go was a report. Since you reappeared, as an enemy, I still wouldn't choose to kill you again. But, simply put you here and let my subordinates It’s not what I want to see if we come over to bear your attack later. So, it’s better to let you lose your fighting power.”

"You hateful fellow..." Mordred glared at Du Lin bitterly.

Whether it was the complete denial of the existence of others, or this attitude of pity, she believed for the first time that the other party said that "this bastard is friends with the father".

Because at this moment she saw the shadow of King Arthur, regardless of the arrogance of others.

"Goodbye! Little Mo."

The strong wind blew Durin's coat, and the black smoke from the explosion dispersed in the air. His back appeared in front of Mordred who was lying on the ground, and at the same time, it also made the other few riders who were not far away silent. Word.

With a human body, crushing a heroic spirit...

Mordred lay on the ground and looked at the figure with difficulty, gritting his teeth tightly.

"Give... me... stand... stop!" She roared, holding Wang Jian tightly in her hand, supporting her body to get up.

Her spiritual core has not been cracked or shattered.Apart from the burning pain from her whole body, she still has the energy to fight!

Mordred stood up with difficulty, staring at the back in front of him, but Durin didn't stop.

She gritted her teeth secretly, swung her sword angrily, and stabbed towards Du Lin's back.