"Die!"

The Black Lord threw down Artoria and a charge came to Mordred, wielding a sword of dark magic.

When she saw this sword, Mordred knew that she was invincible, so she decisively retreated a few steps away from the Black King's attack range.

"Boom!"

It was like a cannonball exploding, so large that the rubble and snowflakes scattered in all directions.

After dodging the Black King's blow, Mordred's body surged with red thunder, tearing through the air with his flesh and rushing towards the Black King.

Swinging Clarent from the bottom up, leaving a red shadow in the path of the blade, the blade and the red thunder pressed towards the Black King with a force of ten thousand might.

The Black King also swung his sword down again without showing any weakness.

A terrifying shockwave erupted from the center of the two-man battle, and the red thunder and the black fog stood opposite each other, but the power of the red thunder was rapidly weakening.

"Tsk!"

Mordred smacked her lips rather unhappily, stopped fighting hard, and immediately withdrew.

"Boom!"

The next moment Mordred left, the Black King's sword fell to the ground, shaking all the snow within a radius of hundreds of meters, revealing the pitch-black rocks below.

At the top of the high mountain, Aisin Jueluo Zhengyuan looked at the battle over there, and with a wave of his hand, the techniques he had arranged in various parts of the mountain range were immediately activated, isolating that area and eliminating the influence that came from there.

After starting the technique, Aisin Jueluo Zhengyuan also withdrew from watching the drama and began to preside over the operation of the technique himself.

"Senpai."

Looking at the battle there, he couldn't help but think back to that day two hundred years ago, that lake, that elegant and kind predecessor.

On the other side, neither the Black Lord nor Mordred noticed the activation of the Isolation Enchantment.

First, this barrier is formed by relying on the leylines, which not only has a strong concealment effect, but also the fluctuations are hidden through the leylines. The second is that the Black Lord and Mordred's attention is on each other and does not pay much attention to the outside world.

After escaping from the Black King's attack range, Mordred shook his somewhat numb palm, and under the blow just now, Mordred felt that his tiger's mouth was about to crack.

"You don't think that if you won me twice by playing clever before, your strength is above me, right?"

The Black King shook the sword in his hand, and the black mist turned into a substance, flowing like a liquid on the Black King's body.

It was not mixed with other colors, it was pure black, so pure that it was frightening.

Mordred "cut" unhappily, and couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and the red thunder on his body was not to be outdone, strengthening his power.

Without a word, the Black Lord turned into an afterimage and slew towards Mordred.

Mordred gritted his teeth, and without showing weakness, he rushed towards the Black Lord with Red Thunder.

All of a sudden, red thunder and black fog filled this world, the red thunder was wantonly venting his anger, and the black demon fog was forcefully declaring his strength.

In just thirty seconds, the two fought for hundreds of rounds, and ordinary people could only see an afterimage.

After another fight, the two sides were separated for a short time, and then they fought together again.

The sound like the explosion of a cannonball appeared one after another, and all the snow within a radius of several hundred meters was destroyed by red thunder and black fog, and the rock formations under his feet were also thinner by three points.

During the battle, the Black Lord fought fiercely and fiercely, and her black mist seemed to be able to devour her magic power to feed herself.

As for Mordred, if it weren't for the fact that she had a degraded grail at her heart that provided her with magic and strengthening, she would have been defeated long ago.

"It's annoying to be able to devour magic!"

Mordred roared and swung Clarent down in his hand, and the red light cannon shot out.

"Humph!"

The Black King snorted coldly, and the black mist on his body surged to form a circular hole, swallowing all the magic that Mordred had hit.

After devouring the magic, the Black Lord glanced at Mordred defiantly.

"You're brave enough, but how long can you be brave?"

"Until you die, of course!"

Mordred stomped his foot and rushed towards the Black Lord like a bolt of thunder.

"You still dare to take the initiative to attack?!"

The Black King didn't say anything more, and after sneering, he rushed forward without hesitation.

"Boom!"

The distance between the two of them is very close at this moment. Red thunder illuminated Mordred's face, and the black mist made the Black King's scarlet eyes look even more terrifying.

Mordred gritted her teeth and held on.

She understood why the Black Lord had said that.

In the battle just now, her tiger's mouth had completely cracked, and blood flowed from the cracks in her armor.

Not only the tiger's mouth, but her internal organs have also been hit hard, thanks to the Deterioration Holy Grail, otherwise......

"Boom!"

A more violent blast of magic came from the opposing point, sending countless pieces of rubble flying away, causing Mordred to snort.

When the Black Lord heard the muffled snort, she smiled, and the smile was "healthy".

"How long can you hold out?"

Even more terrifying magic erupted from the Black King, and the air began to become a little viscous, and the black that made people panic just by looking at it enveloped the place.

Can she even be stronger!

Mordred was shocked and increased his mana output, trying to overwhelm the Black King's demonic mist with stronger red thunder.

But she was destined to be disappointed.

"What can you do with this little current?"

The Black King stepped forward, pressing his hands forward.

"Ahh

Mordred screamed in pain. His feet were pressed into the frozen rock, his hands were completely cracked, his armor shattered into a starry sky, and blood was sprinkled on the black rock like snowflakes.

"Hahaha, hahahahahahaha!"

The Black King was laughing wildly, and the maniacal laughter was terrifying.

Mordred's legs were shaking, and his hands could no longer hold the sword, so he could only support Clarent with his palms so that the Black King's sword would not fall on him.

"Roar? Still won't give up!? ”

The Black Lord raised her sword high and slashed down.

"Bell!"

The crisp sound of metal crashing was heard, and this was just the beginning.

After dropping his first sword, the Black King swung his sword like a blacksmith frantically and slashed down.

The terrifying force was transmitted from the sword to Mordred's arm, and the bones of her hand began to crack and rapidly expand under the continuous blows.

Mordred knew the condition of her arm, but if she didn't, she would be split in two by the Black Lord in the next second.

Finally, after a certain sword, the Black King slashed down with a sword.

"Click."

Something, a completely shattered sound appeared.

Mordred's face was as pale as paper, and she was sweating profusely, gritting her teeth and not letting out a scream.

At the top of the high mountain, Aisin Jueluo Zhengyuan looked at the battlefield in the distance, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

He remembered that Dongfang Yan said to him like this back then:

"Zhengyuan, you just need to watch here, you don't need to interfere too much, I have my own backhand."

But seniors, now everyone is about to be killed! Where's your back?