Have You Considered Coming to the Moon to Become a Demon God?

When you see Mo Yu = you have to go all out = everyone goes together

She instinctively thought that Mo Yu wanted to break Chaldea with his strength, and then take Nitocris away.

But if you think about it carefully, would Mo Yu be stupid enough to challenge them alone? Isn't he afraid of being caught by mistake?

Even if Mo Yu didn't know Zhongli's strength, it was impossible for him to show up rashly when he saw multiple followers on his side.

In this way, there is only one result, and he still has a backup!

As soon as this thought flashed through Lixiang's mind, he saw a giant rock hand gathered from the sand beside Nitocris.

Lancelot and Bedwell, who were closer to Lixiang, noticed the movement in advance, turned around and were about to withdraw from the melee besieging Mo Yu and return to defense.

But this gave Mo Yu an opportunity, he swung the body of the gun and stabbed heavily at the sand, the lifeless yellow sand woke up with endless anger like a behemoth stabbed in its deep sleep.

hoo hoo hoo hoo! ! ! !

The behemoth formed by sand and wind revived from the desert with a roar, and swallowed Mo Yu and the others together. The loose sand instantly condensed into rocks, turning into a behemoth mountain.

"Don't think about it!"

The next moment, the rock giant was cut off by a dark green sword light, and the peak seal, which was enough to trap a group of knights for a while, couldn't hold on for a few seconds, and it collapsed into countless neatly cut squares, and exploded towards the surroundings. .

But even so, even if he just blocked it for a while, it had given Mo Yu enough opportunities.

The giant quicksand hand ignored Lixiang's weak magic bullet, held Nito in its entirety, and threw it towards the southern starry sky like a slingshot.

"Using this method?"

Everyone never expected that Mo Yu would use this method to take away Nitocris, which made it impossible for them to catch up with Nito, who was like a shooting star, and it was impossible for them to use any attack method to stop her.

The throwing tactic was successful, Mo Yu took a step back and was about to leave. Before leaving, Zhongli still didn't forget to go forward and deliberately used several wide-area AOE slashes, not only beheaded Mo Yu, but also blocked the pursuit route of everyone without a trace .

"Let's go here first today, Chaldea, you are indeed much stronger, but the victory will still belong to me."

Following the traditional villain procedure, Mo Yu's figure melted into the ground and disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.

Jie Chuzi was very anxious, just now she was clearly in sight of victory, but she still let Mo Yu take the opportunity to escape, she couldn't help but look at Zhongli.

"Master Immortal, can't you stop him?"

Zhong Li looked at the direction in which Mo Yu was leaving, and just shook his head slightly.

"If he wants to fight, I can stop him. If he goes away, I can't stop him."

As soon as these words came out, several Knights of the Round Table looked down in shame,

They played a negligible role in the battle that was one realm away,

Mordred's Anti-Army Noble Phantasm is a wide-area destructive type, which is not suitable for this kind of mixed situation. Bedivere's Silver Arm and Lancelot's Overload Lake Light also need a relatively long charge. Cui Although Stan's bow and arrow are dexterous, they can't penetrate Mo Yu's shield, and Mustard Chuzi and Lanling King are even veteran scrub masters.

Only Zhongli was able to break through the shield, but he was also blocked by Mo Yu's excellent spear skills. If the assistance of the other seven people was not counted, the two sides were probably evenly matched.

"That guy is really strong..."

Mordred sighed unwillingly. She originally thought that Matthew was exaggerating, but she realized the true meaning of being strong only after she actually fought against each other.

Not only did her attack like a mad dog fail to break through the shield, but she was almost pierced by Mo Yu's carbine, repeating the mistakes of the Jianlan battle.

The combination of offense and defense is the real strength.

I really don't know how Chaldea fought with Mo Yu before, the other party probably let the water go.

But Matthew shook his head: "There's no need to be discouraged, my brother is stronger than at the first singularity this time, but he is still suppressed by our joint efforts, which shows that we really have a chance of winning this time, so we should be happy. "

Lixiang nodded. Although Nito was taken away, things were not as bad as imagined. This battle proved that Mo Yu was not truly invincible, and he would still fall into a stalemate when he encountered a strong man.

"He took Nito away. Either he wanted to get closer to the Pharaoh of Egypt, or he came to the rescue at the request of the Pharaoh. Either way, it cut off our hope of going to Egypt."

Tristan chuckled and said, "In this case, you can only come to Camelot."

"Master Zhong Xian, what's your opinion?" Mustard Chiko asked.

Zhong Li said indifferently: "I don't want to hinder your thoughts, but the enemy is already in Egypt, and we have no choice but to go to Camelot."

Speaking of this, he subconsciously wanted to sign a trustworthy contract with Tristan, but considering that this is Mo Yu's characteristic, he could only shut up and stop talking, and asked instead:

"Mr. Tristan, are you willing to stake your honor as a knight and assure us that Camelot will not hide ill will against us?"

Tristan opened his eyes slightly, and said seriously: "Maliciousness... is really a general term. My king and Chaldea have different ideas, and they are still competitors in essence. But in the face of the enemy, I would like to sacrifice my life to You promise that if Camelot backtracks, I, Mordred, and Lancelot will give up my life to help you."

"Hey, why do you bring us with you, I have nothing to do with you!"

At this time, Mordred did not forget his identity as the ghost, and dutifully pretended to be stupid.

Lancelot sighed helplessly: "That's enough, Mordred, you don't think our identities have been seen through yet, do you?"

Mordred's expression froze: "Hey, isn't it? Although it was almost discovered before, it should be covered up."

"That's playing you guys." Li Xiang kindly reminded.

Mordred recalled that Lixiang had changed the subject when she pressed the question before. At that time, she thought that Lixiang hadn't been aware of her and Lancelot's identities, and it turned out that she did it on purpose.

She sighed and scratched her hair helplessly.

"It's so boring!"

Although Keaiai's silly headless figure is indeed cute, it is far from the little Mo in FA and the fourth singularity.

Zhong Li asked: "Mordred, what is your blessing?"

Mordred blinked: "Frenzied, the simplest kind of berserk."

really...

Tristan added at the right time: "It's simple, but it's extraordinary. Ordinary madness trades rationality for power, while Mordred trades IQ for power."

"Kill you, Cui Sadness!"

Lancelot saw it, turned around and prepared to leave silently.

"What about Lancelot?"

Lixiang looked curiously at Lancelot who turned around and was about to sneak away.

The knight on the lake who was stopped froze suddenly, and did not turn around for a long time, as if this was a shameful question for him to go home.

Matthew said with a smile: "Knight Lancelot must be as unfeminine as Mr. Tristan, and the blessing should be a higher level. He is hated by all women, so he won't be a woman because of women. And it’s really great to suffer from an unreasonable disaster.”

Tristan smiled softly: "As expected of Galahad, he is very familiar with his father."

The daughter pierced the heart, Tristan did not forget to make up the knife, and Lancelot felt that the round table was back.

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Nitocris had a long dream

She dreamed of being put on the throne after her husband was killed by those usurpers.

Although she is sitting on the glorious throne with the sacred sun above her head, her heart is colder than the water of the River Styx.

From the moment she sat on the throne, she made up her mind to drag those who killed her husband, those blasphemous usurpers, into hell!

She concealed her feelings, remained calm and rational, and cleverly adopted a series of policy measures to win the trust of those dignitaries, and became the queen of Egypt justifiably.

After that, she focused on people's livelihood and led the people to work hard to develop production. As a result, the number of famines in Egypt was greatly reduced. The people supported her and the courtiers trusted her.

Everything is thriving.

But she didn't forget the coldness when she sat on the throne, or during these hundreds of days, she would wake up from the endless coldness every night.

The fire of vengeance hidden deep in her heart is still raging. She led the people to carefully build a luxurious underground palace, and then invited the main murderers who killed her husband to come to the banquet, and they were immersed in the banquet. In the wonderful atmosphere, Nitocris left the crowd and opened the water gate that had been prepared.

The flood poured into the entire palace along the underground corridor, and those nobles who were drunk were also sent to the god of the underworld along with the flood in a daze.

She can't forget the joy of getting revenge that night, and she can't forget that night. It was hot tomorrow, but her heart was cold.

It's like being in the cold night sky, making people desperate and powerless.

Nito suddenly woke up from the dream, although it was not the first time she woke up from this dream, but when she saw the sky below her, she was stunned.

what's the situation?

Why are you flying?

No, to be precise, she was falling. After she crossed a beautiful parabola in the night sky, she rushed downward at a 45-degree angle!

Although she is the incarnation of the sky god Horus, falling from such a high place will hurt even if she does not die. Who devised such a boring prank?

"O great god Horus, please grant me your blessing!"

She immediately closed her eyes and activated the magic circuit, revealing the texture of the ancient Egyptian magic seal on her delicate brown skin.The bright red engravings appeared on her lower abdomen and thighs.

The magic power condensed into a pair of invisible giant hands, gently holding the falling Nitocris, slowing her down.

In the end, like a gymnast, she made a graceful mid-air turn for three and a half weeks, and then she closed her feet and landed on the ground very smoothly, with a complacent smile on her face.

"It's just a little bit of difficulty, but it won't bother me, the pharaoh!"

Only when no one is around like this, Nito will show the lively and lovely side of the little girl.

"Indeed, I was thinking of catching you, but I don't think it's necessary."

The voice from the side made her smile froze for an instant, and it took several seconds before she stiffly turned her neck and looked over.

A quaint and handsome young man held his chin with one hand, and seemed to have been standing there for a long time.

Nitocris opened her mouth, but her voice seemed to be taken away, and she couldn't speak a word.

see?

The above three words were revealed in her pretendingly calm eyes.

Mo Yu acted as if he had never heard of it, but said gently:

"I am the one who saved you. As a Pharaoh, you should still remember what happened when you were taken away by the people of the mountain."

Hearing what he said, Nitocris gradually got an impression. She remembered that she was patrolling the oasis outside the temple, and when she came to a corner, she was suddenly put on a sack and hit with a sap. After that, she couldn't remember anything .

Thinking of this, she rubbed her head, feeling a little pain in the back of her head.

Nito asked vigilantly: "How do you explain why I was flying high in the sky when I woke up?"

She couldn't equate saving people with flying herself high in the sky, she couldn't say it was a loss...