Mordred frantically lifted the evil Calibuer in his hand, and rushed to King Arthur desperately, but even so, it didn't have much effect, whether it was familiar or equipped, the reborn Mordred couldn't compete with King Arthur, which was also deserved, King Arthur, who was born in Avalon, received the favor from Avalon every day, both strength and longevity have been improved, and on the other hand, Mordred, he is just a resurrected puppet, without practicing any necromantic magic, He didn't absorb any necromantic power, so he didn't want to be enhanced, and it was already very good to be able to maintain his original combat power.

Mordred's defeat is a foregone conclusion, and if that is the case, there will only be one of our enemies.

Landing down, he pulled out the twin swords behind him, and said to Bedwell: "Let's go, it seems that Mordred's problem is not something we need to consider, we just need to drag Morgana and interfere with her spells, and when King Arthur defeats Mordred, we will join King Arthur to kill Morgana, then this battle will be considered our victory." ”

"That's what I said, but ......," said Bedwell's eyes, which swept in front of me, blankly, "Morgana is gone." ”

"Huh?"

I hurriedly turned my head, and next to the black pillar of light, the original Morgana in black robe was gone, what the hell was going on?

I rushed to the black pillar of light with my sword, activated the power of the demon spirit in my body, and carefully sensed Morgana's traces through the heart of the demon spirit, but what was surprising was that there was no necromantic breath except for the black pillar of Babel, what the hell is going on?

I didn't dare to relax the slightest bit about this cunning witch, the dragon's eyes opened, carefully observing every corner of the surroundings, and at the same time my brain began to think, disappearing under this special situation, then Morgana must have her own earth-shattering plan, but what is this plan?

"My king!"

As I was thinking, suddenly a figure flashed behind me, and I turned to see that Bedwell had somehow suddenly rushed in the direction of King Arthur and Mordred's battle, with anxiety on his face, as if he had foreseen something.

"Do you mean ......?"

I looked in the direction of King Arthur, and suddenly realized something, a bad thought came to my mind, I gritted my teeth and shouted: "Ling'er! Protect King Arthur! ”

"Understood! Master！ ”

With a wave of the long sword, Ling'er dragged the sword and ran straight towards King Arthur, but I was still too slow to react.

……

"King Arthur! You'll never admit my existence! I'm going to beat you! Certain! ”

"Sonorous sonor~!"

The sword light kept flashing in front of King Arthur and Mordred, and Mordred continued to swing his sword to launch waves of powerful attacks, but the attacks were chaotic and had no skills to speak of, so how could such an attack play any role in front of the battle-hardened King Arthur?

The holy light of the holy sword shone, King Arthur's movements did not fluctuate much, the blade pushed forward, blocked, and waved backhand, one move was easy and simple, and the flow was smooth, so that Mordred's attacks were resolved again and again.

"My child, haven't you found your shortcomings until now?"

Another blow of the blow from Mordred, King Arthur looked at Mordred with a sad look on his face.

"Nope! No matter what you do, you won't admit me, you won't...... No, it won't! You are always like this, putting on a high-minded expression, no matter how I am, you will not have any reaction to me, no matter what I do, you will look indifferent, no matter what, you will not admit me, I am going to tell you today, I am better than you, I am the rightful heir of King Arthur! ”

"You really can't be qualified for the position of king, let alone defeat me."

"Really?"

Suddenly, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Mordred's mouth, and then a strong necromantic power seeped out of his sword, and almost instantly, this powerful necromantic power overshadowed the brilliance of the holy sword, enveloping King Arthur.

King Arthur was shocked that the legendary holy sword, which contained divine power, was hidden by the power of the dark necromancy and passed through.

"You! This is? ”

Mordred's eyes became redder, and in the midst of a slight evil laugh, a dark figure floated out of Mordred's body, and a black broken woman holding a black dagger gradually emerged in the black shadow.

"King Arthur, we haven't seen you for a long time."

Looking at the blurred figure in front of him, King Arthur was stunned, with a trace of anger in his eyes, and his body trembled and wanted to break free from the restraints on his body, but the layers of fog were like layers of rubber sleeves that could not be cut off, and King Arthur was rigidly controlled in them.

"Morgan!"

Morgana laughed out loud at the hearing of her true name, "Yes, it's me, but soon we'll be saying goodbye, and this dagger that pierces everything will send you to heaven!" Rest assured, this wound cannot be cured, not even the scabbard of the holy sword will save your life, goodbye, my king! Thank you for always helping me, hahaha......"

"Poof~!"

As he spoke, the dagger wrapped in necromantic power stabbed King Arthur in the chest, and the next moment a piece erupted from the armor and splattered on the ground.

"You!"

However, Morgana was stunned by the dagger's insertion, and she looked at the dagger that poked into her chest, and said, "How could it be ......?"

"Poof~!"

A mouthful of blood spilled out of Bedwell's mouth, and in his chest below, a large amount of blood flowed out along the cutting point of the blade, Bedwell's face turned pale, he stopped in front of King Arthur with his hands outstretched, his body shaking, and his eyes gradually became hollow.

"Bedwell! No, how is it that Bedewell, how is it...... How could it be you...... Bedwell ...... Bedwell ......"

Faced with Bedwell, who suddenly appeared in front of him and helped him block this fatal blow, King Arthur was moved, his face stiffened, his voice trembled, and his voice came out like a call from time to time.

"Goo Dong~!"

"Saint King Enchantment!"

"Keng~!"

With a slight shout, several blades fell from the sky, imprisoning Morgana and Mordred in it.

"Poof~!"

But in the next moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Bedewell's mouth again, and his long white hair was stained red with blood, his eyes became more and more dim, and he turned his head, and the corners of his mouth showed a slight smile, and he said in a low voice: "Wang...... I'm here to escort ......."

"Bedwell ......"

"Poof~!"

The open hand suddenly grabbed the black dagger on his chest, Bedwell looked tight, gritted his teeth and pulled it out of his chest, the black dagger was stuck with bright red blood, and gradually the blood on the dagger was swallowed by the dagger, like a hungry beast getting a sumptuous lunch, the black necromantic power on the dagger was dispersed, and the terrible dagger instantly turned into an extremely ordinary dagger.

"Bedwell!"

King Arthur stared, looking at the knight in front of him who had followed him to the end, Bediwell gasped, reached out and wiped the blood on his chest on the holy sword wrapped in black breath, and gradually dissipated the necromantic power attached to the holy sword.

"Bedwell! Don't! Stop! ”

Finally, King Arthur couldn't take it anymore, and he shouted Bedewell's name loudly, and at the moment when the power of the necromancy dissipated in his body, he held the crumbling Bediwell in place.

And Bedwell didn't care what happened to him, with a smile on his face, he looked at King Arthur in front of him with satisfaction: "It's okay, my king...... This is my redemption for me...... Burst...... It was my dereliction of duty that I failed to save the king and defeat him, and this time I must do what a knight should do and protect my king...... I must not allow the name of the knight to be tarnished in any way......"

"No, my failure has nothing to do with you, it's my own dereliction of duty, you have always done a good job, and you should feel honored to be able to complete the orders I have given."

Bedwell raised his head, the corners of his mouth trembled, and asked in a slightly slight voice, "Wang, am I a qualified knight?" ”

"Yes, you always have! You're the Knight of the Round Table I'm proud of! ”

"Really? That's good, that's good......"

Suddenly, Bedwell's eyes turned white, and there was no movement on his body.

"Bedwell! Bedwell! ”

"Plop~!"

The last glimmer of light in Bedwell's eyes faded, the slight smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and his body fell heavily in a pool of blood behind him, and the long blood strip on Bedwell's head disappeared, which completely announced Bedwell's death.

……

"Smack~!"

With the death of Bedwell, the blade that bound Morgana and Mordred also disappeared, and the attack that he had planned for a long time failed, which was intolerable to Morgana, and even more intolerable to Mordred, and lifted the evil Calibuer and killed it like a flying wild.

"Die!"

With red lightning, the evil Calibuer pressed down with the force of Tarzan, but King Arthur did not waver, he lowered his head and slowly put down the body of Bedwell, and muttered: "Just because of you...... Just because you ......"

"Keng~!"

Suddenly, the armor-wrapped hand suddenly lifted and pinched the surging blow.

With one hand, he caught his full blow, which surprised Mordred: "How could it be ......"

"It's all because of you, Bedwell, and he's dead! It's all because of you, Mordred! ”

"Boom~!"

Under the impact of a strong energy, King Arthur stood up, the holy sword in his hand became extraordinarily bright, and he looked at Mordred not far away with anger in his eyes, and said word by word: "Repentance!" I also killed my most loyal knight, and I will let you pay with your life!" Mordred! ”