"Stop!" Mordred, who was heading in the direction of his stronghold after receiving the spell, was stopped by the spearman Dilumudo.

Unlike the original book, the perishable yellow rose was not righteously broken by him in the battle of Weiyuanchuan. At this moment, two guns of different lengths, one red and one yellow, are being carried on the shoulders of Lucky E. The beautiful face wrinkled with anger.

"It's not easy to find you here! Although I went to King Arthur, your words are not much different. The spearman said in a mocking tone, and after a pause, he asked, "Where is my master's fiancée now?" King Arthur's knights, you won't say you don't know, will you? ”

"Weird, you stopped me and asked about this? How do I know where your lord's fiancée is? Mordred wondered.

On the way back, you can meet lucky E, should you say that you are "going out to see joy"?

"It's fine. You didn't think I asked. Lucky E let out a long sigh, which contained far more peace of mind than disappointment. Why are you hanging around here? Won't you be by your lord's side? ”

"If you have this case, there will be nothing wrong with your father." Mordred said reassuringly, "But you still have the leisure to chat with me here, go find your master's fiancée." ”

"It's almost dawn, and there's still a little time for the night. Since they've all met, I can't explain how to retreat without distinguishing between victory and defeat. Take advantage of this opportunity to fight with me. I'll also try your catties to make up for the regret of not being able to fight your father. Lucky E took the standard posture of battle, with two spears in each hand. The tip of the gun was pointed at Mordred, and Dilumudo's eyes were full of war.

[The guilt of failing to protect the master's fiancée, let's express it here! ] Lucky E, who lost his usual handsome expression because of his inner worries, finally showed a smile at this time.

"Now I can blow a refreshing and cool breeze in my heart, and there is no fighting spirit between us without any distractions." Lucky E sighed, a small smile on his face. A man with such a smile really doesn't need any worries and worries. That kind of smile can only be possessed by someone who transcends all difficulties and always stands for what he believes in.

As if to drive away all the sorrow and lamentation in his heart, Lucky E brandished the spear in his hand, the tip of which was pointed at Mordred.

Seeing this, Mordred also summoned his own treasure.

Roaring Thunder Lion!!

The broad silver and red sword in his hand was surging with wisps of light. Baring its fangs like a lion beast that chooses to devour people. Mordred was waiting for her opponent's move, and she lay dormant.

It was almost dawn, and the sky was tinged with a faint reddish. In the fresh morning air, the two servants are releasing their breath without hesitation. That's pure *naked* killing intent! If you are a person with particularly sensitive senses, just standing in the middle of the whirlpool of two people's fighting spirits will feel like suffocation, and may even cause a heart attack. No, it's better to say that the premonition of trembling is going to kill, not to mention the breath, even the blood is stagnant.

Lucky E and Mordred took a step forward at the same time, with a rainbow of momentum and a cracked silk.

On the one hand, tonight's battle is a repetition of the duel during the confrontation on Warehouse Street the other night. It's just that King Arthur is missing. The battle between the two was more intense, more violent, more direct, and more poignant than the first battle, and it was a head-on clash of forces and forces.

This is a battle of life and death, without mercy. Either you die or I live.

"Bang!"

The spear and the great sword were entwined,-for-tat, and the sparks that burst out were simply dazzling. Legendary treasures driven by strength and speed far higher than human beings, clash with each other to break through the speed of sound and approach the speed of light, and observation has lost its meaning, and the divine skills that have reached the limit at this moment of fierce battle are engaged in a transcendent contest between each other.

Mordred's beast-like attack makes Lucky E a bit tricky. There was no way to predict the pattern of Mordred's next move. It seems to be a messy swordsmanship.,But the moves are all towards the key point of Lucky E.。

This is Mordred's ascetic tactics in the jungle. Even the witch (aka Mordred's mother) Morgan was surprised by this. This is Mordred's unique method of warfare.

The two have exchanged countless rounds in the blink of an eye, and the action is dizzyingly fast. Ordinary people can't see this battle. Only the howling wind and roaring thunder make one realize that a battle is taking place here for the Servants.