Chapter 285: A stalemate between kings
I don't know if it was the arrangement of the restraining force or a simple coincidence, the moment when the "Sun Wheel" that brought about death dissipated, it was also the time when "Clarent The son of Arther" came to an end.
The fiery red, the lively red, the straightforward red, the dazzling red, the red that is different from the father's brilliance but is equally brilliant is calm.
In the afterglow of flames, the Knight King Artoria remained unscathed.
She didn't carry a scabbard that was more valuable than the Holy Sword to ignore any attacks, and she wasn't strong enough to ignore the A++ rank Noble Phantasm.
The reason why it is intact is because this Noble Phantasm is The son of Arther, the child of King Arthur, and this Noble Phantasm will bring harm to everything in its path, but it will not hurt Artoria as a father.
Mordred, who knows her heart, will not repeat the mistakes of the past, even if she rebels, she will not be against her father, and she will not be Blood Arthur, she wants Blood, and only enemies are dyed red with blood, especially her father's enemies.
Yes, like Semiramis who is now on his knees.
The charming and enchanting temperament is gone, and only fragments are left in the scale armor woven by the "Divine Fish Scales", and the black swan-like evening dress under the scale armor has also become tattered, and the broken parts are in a mess, constantly oozing blood, and it is completely impossible to see the posture of the country that turned all beings upside down before.
"Hmph, a coward like his mother, his life-saving kung fu is first-class. β
Mordred pursed her lips unhappily, lifted the king's sword, and approached step by step. No matter how badly Semiramis was wounded and how pitiful he looked, Mordred would not be shaken, and what this woman had done to her and to her father before, ten times was not enough.
Perhaps the injury was too severe, but Semiramis didn't care about Mordred's taunts, and just said calmly:
"Not a bad blow, but the passion behind it reminds me of an old friend, who shines just as brightly as you and has the power to infect others. β
"It's useless to say nice things now, so let's get out of the game honestly. β
As he spoke, Mordred had already walked up to Semiramis and placed his sword around his neck.
Semiramis's expression remained calm, as if he didn't take Mordred's threat to heart at all.
"I'd like to leave the show if I could, but the show isn't over yet, so-"
"!!" Mordred instinctively felt that something was wrong, and with a right hand he was about to cut off Semiramis's head.
It's a pity that when he was a step late, Wang Jian flashed, but what he touched was not flesh and bones, but a circle of ripples like water waves.
The ripples quickly spread outward, twisted, and turned into butterflies again. The butterflies danced, sprinkling bits and pieces of light, like bright moonlight, falling into the sea of flowers everywhere.
"Illusions, damn it, playing this kind of trick again!
The sword was dazzling, the red thunder was surging, and Mordred's magic raged in the surrounding space, but it did not let Semiramis show up.
Artoria, who was not far away, stared at the butterfly carefully for a while, and suddenly his face changed, and he ran towards the gate between kings as fast as he could.
"Oh no, her goal isβ"
Before she could finish speaking, she stomped on the ground with her feet again, and finally stopped the charge.
Because, a dark golden metal nail had already been dotted on the back of the neck of the lion, and Semiramis, who had disappeared into a butterfly, had come to the gate of the king at some point.
Mordred was furious, and pointed at Semiramis with the king's sword wrapped in red thunder.
"Let go of my master, or I'll tear you to pieces. β
"Well, I'm going to correct you two things. β
Someone interjected, it was Merlin, who had been watching the play.
"First, the servant will disappear directly after being fatally wounded, leaving no corpse, and the broken corpse will not be established. β
"Second, if she doesn't let her go, you can't do anything to her. Your lord is dead, and you will be gone. β
"Merlin, which side are you bastard on?"
Mordred's eyelids fluttered, and if it weren't for his help before he helped her, she would have swung her sword at him, though it didn't work.
"If I don't stand anywhere, I'm just a bystander. β
Merlin shrugged unruly and smiled at Semiramis again.
"Very wonderful performance, illusions, footwork, breath concealment, this is the real Assassin, not a magician or a berserker in the garb of an Assassin. β
"Mr. Merlin has won the prize, and since it has been seen through, it proves that my stealth maneuver is a failure. He's right, Mr. Merlin has the best eyesight in the world, and it's hard to hide it from you. β
"Hehe, I'm not boasting, I can indeed see any corner of this world. But it's only limited to this world, and I can't see the wider area - for example, you, and that Mr. Shirou have a lot of things that I can't see through, can you solve my doubts?"
Hearing Merlin say this, Artoria seemed to think of something:
"Broader, is it the ...... planet?"
"That's it, Miss Artoria, any more might cause unnecessary trouble, and you should know what I mean. β
"I see, this ......"
Artoria nodded, her expression solemn.
"Call me Semiramis, other names don't mean anything to you. β
Mordred asked sharply: "Sure enough, you guy is not Semiramis, what the hell do you want to do?"
"I don't want to do anything myself, and I don't want to get involved in your disputes. β
The voice is still the same voice, but it gives a completely different sense of warmth, and it sounds very comfortable.
"But she's my friend, and I can't watch you kill her. This sky garden is not yet about to collapse, so I can only ask you to wait here patiently for a moment in this unkind way, and there will be no delayβ"
Mordred interrupted impatiently, "That's a nice thing to say, what about the Great Holy Grail, what about the world?"
"No problem over there, Joan of Arc has arrived at the Great Holy Grail and is suppressing the activation of the Great Holy Grail. β
"Merlin, you-"
For this guy who keeps demolishing the stage, Mordred really can't do anything at all.
"It's not some poisonous woman, Semiramis, give me a good look, when are we going to wait. β
"Wait until their battle is over. β
Semiramis stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky, where the frequency of red and blue light, black and white, flickered more and more, and finally a wave of strong light erupted, which actually overwhelmed the brightest stars in the sky.
The two stars collided head-on, bursting out with unprecedented fierce fire, and the roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.
After the collision, the red stars bounced high into the sky, while the blue stars fell heavily into the dark abyss that could not be reached by the eye of the eye.