"Ding~!"

System Prompt: Your mission (Ancient Britannia) Silver Superior, successfully advance to the next stage.

Quest Tip: Enter Avalon under Prydwen's guidance, defeat Mordred and Morgana, and stop their plans.

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The prompt of the task was refreshed, but it did not give too many hints, sitting on the golden ship, all the way to a certain direction in the distance, the Calibuer in his hand flashed with golden light slightly, as if he had been shouting something, I sat on the bow of the ship and silently looked at a piece of blue sky in front of me.

I didn't pay attention to the problems on the road, with the existence of Lancelot and Merlin, the real body and false soul Morgan can't make any trouble at all, and now what I have to think about is how to defeat Morgana, according to Morgan's previous Morgan, Morgana is where her real soul is, and has been deeply cultivating necromancy and shielding magic for many years, and the strength of it is definitely not comparable to ordinary people, plus a strong Mordred, this time the battle is by no means as simple as imagined.

Helplessly smiled at the Calibuer in his hand, shook his head and said to himself: "I thought I could pull a few teammates to help me, but who knew that I would have to come by myself when it was the most critical time, this task is really ......"

Gripping the Calibuer in his hand tightly, he inserted it behind his back.

"It's been a long time since I've seen this sword, and it's really nostalgic." Behind me, Bedewell came to my side, the previous panting appearance was gone, the paleness of his face was much better, and it seemed that the resurrected knight had also inherited the recovery ability of the undead.

Sitting next to me, Bedwell smiled and pointed at me Calibuer and asked, "Can I take a look at this sword?" ”

"Yes."

Handing the blade to Bedewell, Bediwell took Calibuer and gently stroked the sword, his eyes revealed a different kind of luster, like an old friend who had been separated for a long time, Bediwell muttered: "This sword reminds me of the previous battle with the king, it is really memorable, King Arthur at that time was really invincible, as long as he was in the battle, he would never lose, as long as his light in Britain would shine forever, but it was a pity ......"

Saying that, there was a trace of helplessness in Bediwell's eyes, and he pushed the blade back into my hand, looking up at the sky: "It's a pity that the king finally left in that way, I still remember the moment when I helped the king return the holy sword to the fairy in the lake, to be honest, I am really sad, I have never seen the king have such a vulnerable side, I really hate myself, why did I fail to protect the king, I really humiliated the great profession of knight, I lived up to the king's expectations, I ......"

"No, you have done a good job, you can accompany the king who followed you at the last moment, you can always think about the king, bravery, honor, sacrifice, these things in the rules of knighthood you have done, this is enough, if even you say that you have insulted the knight profession, then it is estimated that there is no one in this world who can call himself a knight."

Bedwell smiled, "Thank you for your affirmation. ”

I waved my hand: "It's nothing, it's just saying what is in my heart, and that's the end of these words, let's cheer up and prepare for battle, and if there is any loss and regret, let's show it completely in this rescue." ”

"Hmm!"

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The ship continued to advance, a vague mist gradually surrounded us, this layer of mist is very strange, the dragon can not see through, but can see in this layer of mist contained in a layer of very fantastic power, this power is very special, from the strength analysis of this power belongs to the divine system, but in it is not only mixed with some special power, this power does not belong to any element, just like the power of the void from the distant world, people can not see through.

The mist enveloped us, and the captain continued to move forward in this special mist, and gradually a ray of sunlight penetrated through the mist, and then the fog dissipated, and a magnificent scene suddenly opened up in front of us.

Countless green trees grow on this fantasy island, the edge of the island is covered by most of the blue green grass, look up, until the sky is wrapped in a faint layer of light green elf power, like the protection of the elves, all the time guarding here, worthy of the legendary elf island.

The boat was slightly close to the shore, and when we came ashore, the one in which Mordred had been on before was docked beside us, and there the poor elf who had been caught was lying there, his bones as if they had been squeezed dry, and his skin was pale, and he came to her, and reached out to probe her breath, and found that she was completely dead.

"Adventurer, look ahead."

At that moment, Bediwell's voice suddenly sounded, and I turned my head to look in the direction Bediwell was pointing, and found that in a castle in the middle of the island, a black energy rushed out of the sky, and connected to the earth in a black cloud.

"Is this the beginning of the action?"

Summoning Ling'er, the two blades of the magic sword and Calibuer were integrated into the arm, and the third form of the holy dragon form was opened, and he didn't care what Bedwell thought, so he scooped it up and flew straight into the distance, the action has already begun, so we can't waste time here like this.

Speeding over the jungle and plains, we finally reached the black pillar of light that reached the sky after about five minutes of flight, and next to it Morgana laughed loudly, the necromantic magic in her hand spread wildly, this step-by-step plan was being carried out as she thought, and it seemed that her success was not far off.

Of course, the situation present was far more complicated than what was in front of them, just next to the pillar of light, countless elves collapsed to the ground, some of their wings were broken and unconscious, some of them spat blood and had no breath, and some of them were absorbed from all the power in their bodies like the previous elf, and some were directly in different places.

Beside the many dead and wounded elves, Mordred held his red-and-white evil Calibuer blade and a young warrior with yellow hair, jasper, and blue and white armor.

The young warrior's eyes did not have the slightest filth, the sword in his hand shone with golden light, and there was a burst of powerful power in the golden light, he held the sword against Mordred's blade with both hands, his eyes stared sharply at Mordred, who was almost in a rage, and asked puzzledly: "Why?" Why are you here when our battle is over? Why bring such an evil creature into Avalon! ”

"I don't care! I must defeat you, because I am the rightful heir of King Arthur, and I don't care! I'm going to beat you! Then I am the true king! Mordred gritted his teeth, turned the blade in his hand, and forcibly pushed the long sword in front of him, and with a swing of the blade in his hand, a red light cannon burst out from the blade.

"I am the true king of Britain, I am! I am! Suffer death! Strike of the Rebel Father! ”

"Alas, you don't deserve to be a king at all......"

The young knight sighed slightly, the long sword advanced, and the power on the blade suddenly surged, and at the moment when Mordred ran out, the young man also swung the blade out.

"Mordred, it looks like I'm going to have to defeat you again! Elect the King Golden Sword! ”

"Boom~!"

Infinite power surged out from the golden sword, like a swimming dragon, two powerful shockwaves collided with each other and erupted into an unprecedented storm, and suddenly the air flow swept and the gale raged, bringing almost everything around it into it, the trees around the castle fell one after another, and the castle itself appeared a series of small cracks visible to the naked eye.

Standing on the edge of the castle, I watched the shocking scene in front of me, and stared blankly at the infinite power of this young warrior.

"Is this the true strength of the legendary King Arthur?"

In the midst of a burst of light, the young warrior's message jumped into my eyes.

Arthur Pendragon (Demon Boss) Level: 220

HP：300000000

Attack: 300000-500000

Physical Defense: 200000

Spell Defense: 150000

Skills: Cross Slash, Charge, Sword Slash, Holy Light Slash, Wind King Enchantment, Golden Holy Sword of Chosen King, Distant Ideal Country

Introduction: The legendary Knight King, the legendary King Arthur of Britain, the leader of the Knights of the Round Table, who led the Knights of the Round Table to unify the British Isles after the Roman Empire, and was revered as King Arthur by later generations. When he was young, under the guidance of Merlin, he pulled out the sword of the king, Calibuer, and later with the help of Merlin, he obtained the legendary EXcailibur of the sword in the lake, and used this sword to win twelve key battles in the next ten years, becoming an invincible existence, but he was betrayed by his closest people and was severely damaged by his illegitimate son Mordred, so the legend of Arthur ended.

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is another BT character to the extreme, not only is this understandable, but he is King Arthur, fighting in all directions, and holding a holy sword, so it would be hell if his attributes are not strong.

Under the impact of the powerful light run, Mordred's attack was naturally unable to compete with it, and in less than 5 seconds of fighting, Mordred's strength was penetrated by the powerful light run, and a huge amount of damage flew up on Mordred's head.

“42102562”

The damage of 40,000 directly consumed nearly half of Mordred's qi and blood.

"How...... How so...... I...... I ......"

Holding on to his body, Mordred's armor began to fall off, dark red blood began to flow from the dark gray cloak in the armor, and he looked at the father in front of him with reluctance in his eyes, no matter what.

King Arthur's sword blade hung down, the light on the blade slowly dissipated, he looked at the scarred Mordred in front of him, and said: "The strength can be continuously enhanced, but the heart cannot be changed, you lack the strength to become a king, and you lack a measure to become a king, so I can't pass on the throne to you." ”

"No...... No, I have it, I have it, but you can't see it, you can't see it, you haven't approved of me from the bottom of your heart, and in your eyes I'll always be that weak and ignorant child! No! I don't want that! I'll kill you! I'll kill you! That's how I can get your approval! I can prove that I am the one who can truly inherit the king! Ahhh ”