Chapter 271: You are called Arthur?

The underground is big enough to shoot a fantasy movie, and yet he kept saying that there was absolutely no problem underground. This time it was his problem. If this girl hadn’t discovered it, he might have become a sinner in this prison, or even a sinner in this city.

After seeing this scene, the girl in fashionable clothes smiled gently and patted the warden on the shoulder like a female man. “You can listen to me. It’s not too late now. After all, I am a member of the Knights of the Round Table. I will never joke about such things.”

This girl wearing fashionable clothes and with a ponytail on her head is naturally Mordred.

At this moment, in this underground space filled with the breath of death, Mordred, wearing a red jacket, short skirt and a golden ponytail, is like the only flame in this area, injecting vitality into this space full of death.

The Lord of the Dead sat on a throne made of a pile of bones, lowered his head slightly, looking at everything in front of him, his eyes burning with dirty green flames, full of curiosity and surprise. After all, he did not expect that the term Knights of the Round Table would reach his ears again in this era.

The Knights of the Round Table, his glory is also his nightmare. He misses everything in the past, but if he is given a chance, he will chop off the heads of the knights who betrayed him one by one.

I just didn’t expect that there would be girls among the Knights of the Round Table in this era? Is this title a continuation of the ancient past, or is this an organization within Great Britain today?

Because of the differences in the world, the Lord of the Undead certainly did not recognize Mordred. Strictly speaking, he did not recognize the Mordred in front of him. After all, in his impression, the Mordred in his mind was still a rough man, even a rough man with a very hateful image. It was that rough man who stabbed him with a sword and forced him to become the king of the undead.

Moreover, Mordred’s betrayal was a truly fatal blow to him. Without Mordred’s betrayal, his end would not have been so tragic. It can be said that all the torture he suffered in the world of the dead was caused by Mordred!

Mordred, if he had not found the soul of this bastard in the world of the dead, his life would have been richer, for example, torturing Mordred, torturing Mordred, and torturing Mordred.

The Lord of the Dead looked at the girl in front of him and slowly stood up. After all, after so many years, he couldn’t help but feel a little emotional when he heard the name of the Knights of the Round Table again. “Knights of the Round Table? Let me see if you are worthy of this name!”

After hearing what the Lord of the Dead said, Mordred showed a somewhat unhappy expression on her face. She raised her head slightly and glanced up at the Lord of the Dead, “Who the hell are you? Whether I am qualified to become a Knight of the Round Table is not up to you. Except for my father, no one else has the right to decide whether I stay or go!”

The King of the Undead narrowed his eyes slightly and opened his hands. Yellow gems floated around him and turbid green flames burned around him. It looked like these beings were surrounding him, and all the undead around him lowered their heads.

“Who am I? I am Arthur, the Lord of the Dead, King Arthur! As a Knight of the Round Table, why don’t you kneel down and worship me!”

However, what the Undead Art didn’t expect was that after he announced his name, the girl in front of him actually threw the Knight Sword in his hand directly out, mixed with red lightning and hit him from the side. If he hadn’t turned his body to the side, the Knight Sword would probably have directly hit his head. Although he wouldn’t die unless the Undead Realm was destroyed…

But the pain will still be reflected in my body from time to time, and… swinging the sword at the king is a capital crime!

Mordred, with the hedgehog on his body, jumped directly from the ground, kicked the Lord of the Dead, and made a full-strength contact with the Lord of the Dead’s arm. At the same time, he reached out and grabbed the knight’s sword inserted on the top of the house and began to swing it downwards.

If the Lord of the Dead had not drawn out his sword, the confrontation would have blocked the thunder in front of her, and the thunder and sword would probably have directly torn her body into pieces. Now the Lord of the Dead also understood one thing, that is, the man in front of him who called himself a Knight of the Round Table really wanted to kill him.

Mordred’s green eyes seemed to be burning with flames. She stared at the Lord of the Undead in front of her and swung the sword in her hand once again. She looked like a completely enraged lion.

“You are the only one who is called King Arthur! You are the only one who wants to make the Kingdom of the Dead appear on the earth! Don’t you even look at what you look like? King Arthur would not be so evil and ugly! You have no self-awareness at all, you are ugly, and you don’t seem to plan to lead the people of Great Britain. What qualifications do you have to be called King Arthur?!”

Armor appeared on Mordred’s feet, and he turned around and kicked the Lord of the Undead on the arm. The powerful force made the Lord of the Undead fly out and leave his throne. “Get off the throne with me!!”

With a loud bang, the Lord of the Undead fell into a pile of equipment, causing a chaotic atmosphere.

Mordred landed on the ground, red lightning flashed on his body, and all the armor fit tightly on his body, even the bull-head helmet. Then he quickened his speed and ran forward again. The knight sword in his hand was wrapped in thunder, and it looked like a red laser sword.

As Mordred swung his sword diagonally upwards, a large amount of thunder tore everything in front of him. When all the thunder and dust dissipated, the undead around the Lord of the Dead slowly dispersed. The eyes that seemed to be burning with dirty flames now became extremely cold. The flames covered his body and turned into hideous armor after dispersing.

“You actually let me fall on the ground, in an area that is not contaminated by death. You are so good!”

The ground beneath Mordred’s feet cracked, and he rushed out, the knight’s sword in his hand colliding with the magic sword in the Lord of the Dead. “You are the only one who can become the king? I am more qualified than you! Who did you learn this condescending tone from? Even Gilgamesh is not as annoying as you!”

Chapter 272: The Most Dangerous One

The Lord of the Undead didn’t know who Jin Shanshan was talking about. He only knew that the girl in front of him was more of a lunatic than a knight. Her attacks were completely disorganized, not only with the knight’s sword in her hand, but also with her fists and feet. It was a bit tricky for him, who had just revived from the land of death, to deal with.

To be honest, the only people the Lord of the Undead has seen fighting in this way since he was alive were barbarians.

“Rude! Barbaric!”

Mordred listened to what the Lord of the Undead said and laughed loudly. His attacks became more and more frequent and rapid. “If I can win in the end, it doesn’t matter if I’m a little rude and barbaric. Just kneel down and hand over your head!”

The Lord of the Dead widened his eyes, and a raging, foul fire covered the entire underground area. The skeleton undead that were originally merely clinging to the walls began to lose their restraints and climbed down the walls one after another, ready to follow the orders of their king to charge at Mordred. It seemed as if a thunderous roar came out of the mouths of these undead and then rushed directly out.

Mordred glanced at these beings that were rushing towards him, twisted his body, and used his armor to collide with those undead creatures, but two fists were no match for them, and four hands holding so many ants would really have an impact on Mordred, especially when the Lord of the Undead in front of him was still attacking with the magic sword in his hand.

The Lord of the Undead took advantage of Mordred’s confusion and swung the magic sword in his hand forward. The powerful force released outward and directly knocked Mordred away.

Mordred’s body hit the wall, then he gritted his teeth and looked at the Lord of the Undead in front of him. He opened the armor on his head and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Mordred narrowed his eyes.

“Is that all you have? But that’s all!!”

Mordred looked at the skeleton arm extending from behind him, and the magic power in his body burst out directly, and red thunder tore through the wall behind him.

Mordred had a slight headache. If he had acted with Galahad, he would not have suffered such a blow. But it was not a big problem. If Galahad were to fight in this underground space, it would be a disaster.

Mordred didn’t want to watch their city Camelot being swept clean by Galahad’s treasure. Everything would be turned into meat patties by the collision between the underground walls and the entire city. If you think about it, among these Knights of the Round Table, the most selfless one is actually the most dangerous.

Come to think of it, I don’t know where Galahad is now.

At this moment, Galahad, who was being talked about by Mordred, was chasing his target in a forest. Right in front of Galahad, there was a huge existence that looked like a large number of creatures put together, constantly crushing the trees in front of him. Of course, this existence in front of him was not simply destroying for the sake of destruction, but because these trees slowed down his escape speed a lot.

The shield in Galahad’s hand rubbed against the ground and made a slight sound, and this sound was like a death warrant from hell to the ears of that small fortress-like being!

“I’ve already said it before. From now on, I will hide myself and I won’t hurt anyone again!! I’ve already said it before. I’ve deeply realized my mistakes. Why are you still chasing me?!!”

Galahad did not say anything, but looked right in front of the monster and threw the shield in his hand directly. The heavy shield flew like a dart, slid in an arc right in front of the huge creature, raising a cloud of dust, and then turned into magic and disappeared.

While rushing out quickly, Galahad summoned the shield in his hand again and slammed it down from top to bottom. The heavy shield and the force were like a giant punching the earth hard. After the earth shook, more dust was raised.

In this dusty environment, no one could see clearly what was happening inside, but then a heavy bang was heard, and a huge figure broke through all the smoke and dust, leaving a gully on the ground, and flew out, making countless 360-degree spins in the air, and then ended with its head touching the ground.

This monster that was like a small fortress slowly got up and looked at the wounds that looked like cracks and the huge dent on its body. A look of headache appeared on the monster’s face.

His ability is to absorb everything around him into his body to improve his defense. At the same time, he can also rearrange and combine the substances he absorbs according to his own control to form a structure similar to a warehouse or a room. He was originally captured by the army, but he couldn’t resist the temptation and chose to be a spy.

That’s why he was locked up. Among the people with special abilities in Great Britain, he was known as a mobile fortress and an existence of absolute defense. However, his originally huge fortress-like body was dismantled by the white-haired boy in front of him with the shield, and it was only the size of a small fortress.

In the collision just now, part of his body turned into pieces. Damn it, he didn’t offend anyone. Although he became a subordinate of the Lord of the Undead, he was lucky enough to have it incorporated into his body. To be precise, he used his ability to absorb a lot of soil and directly left the underground with the gem.

This caused the other people in the underground space to be killed directly by the undead, so it could be said that they were taking advantage of the situation.

Strictly speaking, he didn’t offend anyone, nor was he hated by anyone. If it weren’t for that damn King of the Undead, ah… now he should be called the Boss, which meant that only one person could survive in an underground space, he wouldn’t have chosen to escape from underground.

The reason is very simple, because even as a spy he failed to send out the information successfully, and even allowed Great Britain to directly catch a spy network buried in their country through him. Although he is a criminal and nominally sentenced to life imprisonment, it is actually more like house arrest. Compared with those who really have the ability to kill, his life is much better.

As a homebody, he wasn’t dissatisfied with his current life, but now someone wanted to kill him just because he had turned into a ghost and obeyed the Lord of the Undead. He just wanted to live, what was wrong with that? !

Chapter 273: Special Attack on Arthur

Galahad looked at the monster in front of him that was like a small fortress, and once again raised the shield in his hand and threw it out fiercely. This time the shield spun like a dart. As long as it hit the target, it would surely cut off a large piece of the monster’s body. Seeing the shield being thrown out again, the monster was already prepared.

After being chased for so long, he could probably figure out the trajectory of the shield. After all, if he couldn’t hold on to it, the price would be his own life. Under the threat of death, it was not uncommon for the body’s potential to be awakened.

The monster raised his hands, slapped them up and down, and grabbed the shield in his hands. However, this grab activated Galahad’s treasure – [Fragment pointing to the time of disaster].

The anecdote that made people know the name of the Knight of the Round Table Galahad, a treasure that was transformed from the inheritance related to the “Seat of Disaster”. There was an empty seat called “the most dangerous seat” in King Arthur’s round table. It is said that the person sitting on this empty seat that no one else sits on is Lancelot’s son, the young knight Galahad.

The huge shield in his hand is not a shield, but a round table. Galahad uses the table of the “Dangerous Seat” where he sits as a shield. This shield has a high degree of physical defense and also carries a special curse. If it is touched by someone other than Galahad, it will reverse and stab the person with the holy spear.

This is also an anecdote derived from the Holy Shield, on which is engraved “Whoever holds this shield is the owner of the Holy Grail, that is, my Lord Galahad”. If a knight other than Galahad holds it in his hand, a white knight on horseback will appear from somewhere and stab him with a spear.

So after the monster grabbed the shield with both hands, a white light flashed, and the spear pierced out from the shield, directly tearing the monster’s hands, which were as big as a little giant, into pieces. After seeing this, the monster couldn’t help but curse, and turned around to continue running away, but Galahad had already rushed over, smashed the shield hard, and stood in the monster’s path.

You should know that Galahad made his first positive appearance in the special anime LOSTROOM. He was suspected to be the Servant who cut off the world. He defeated Kiyohime, David, Geronimo, Ushiwakamaru, Dr. Henry, Finn, and the Black Knight King one after another. The time he took was no more than fifteen minutes. Although it is a bit exaggerated, it is enough to illustrate the fighting power of this knight.

If the monster wasn’t so huge, and in order to avoid the destruction of the town, Galahad wouldn’t have delayed so long.

“Noble Phantasm: Liberation. I stand at the Seat of Disaster – that is our hometown that can heal all wounds and all resentments. Reveal! [Already Distant Ideal City]!”

A white city appeared on the earth, with the round table where the Knights of the Round Table sat in the center of the Cretaceous City of Camelot as the ultimate shield protection. Its strength is proportional to the user’s mental strength. It is said that as long as the heart does not give in, the city wall will never collapse. In addition to rebounding attacks, this treasure can also launch attacks by smashing people with the entire city.

Now Galahad will use his second attack method!

The white city began to move quickly as Galahad swung his shield, and then collided with the monster in front of him. At the same time, Galahad jumped high and smashed his shield down. This would be the entire weight of the sacred city. “See if you can carry it–!”

When the dust settled, Galahad took a look at the enemy that was gradually disappearing, closed his eyes, turned around and left. The enemy had been defeated!

Mordred didn’t realize that she had become the only one among all the knights of the Round Table who had not yet killed the enemy in front of her. Of course, compared with the others, she was facing a more powerful enemy. At this moment, Mordred didn’t intend to continue wasting time.

Since the guy in front of him called himself Arthur, of course in Mordred’s eyes, this guy was actually not qualified to call himself Arthur, but he called himself that, and if he didn’t release a treasure, wouldn’t it be a bit unfair to the daydream of that guy in front of him?

“Ha, then let’s start ravaging!”

Looking at the densely packed undead creatures in front of him, and the Lord of the Undead who called himself Arthur with his head slightly raised and a rebellious look, the knight sword in Mordred’s hand deformed a little, a large amount of red thunder began to spread, and the entire sword body turned purple.

This is the fully released state of [Sword of the King of Brilliance].

Since Mordred once stole the proof of kingship kept by King Arthur, the [Sword of the King of Brilliant Light], and used it to cause King Arthur to suffer a fatal injury, when Mordred picked it up, it turned into a hateful evil sword.

Originally, it was a gorgeous sword that shone with silvery brilliance, but as it was activated, it was stained with red and black blood, its shape became ugly and twisted, and a surge of hatred wrapped around the blade and radiated out, the demonic sword of disaster.

Originally, this sword would be given when inheriting the throne, and its level was B. Its purpose was to amplify the king’s majesty and aura. Specifically, it could raise the physical fitness by one level. However, because Mordred was not qualified to be a king, the level of the sword was reduced to C, and the bonus that could be obtained when equipped was also lost, but the amplification function did not disappear. Mordred poured her hateful magic into the sword, amplified it, and emitted it.

Simply put, [Rebellion Against My Gorgeous Father] is an application of [Magic Release], and the red lightning released is precisely the distorted longing for one’s father after being amplified.

“I am not a king, but a man who follows in the footsteps of the king! For the sake of the king’s peace, I will drive out all enemies! [Rebellion against my magnificent father]!”

The red thunder, the thoughts that were distorted by amplification, vented forward, the red thunder tore apart all the undead creatures, and then enveloped the direction of the Lord of the Undead, constantly destroying the Lord of the Undead’s body. Feeling the inexplicable extra destructive power on his body, the Lord of the Undead widened his eyes.

“I see, you are… Mordred!!!”

The body that the Lord of the Undead possessed this time was completely destroyed in the red thunder. As he lost this body, the strange changes around him gradually dissipated, leaving only a sword stuck in the ground. The Lord of the Undead did not die. He was waiting for the arrival of the next body and the complete opening of the Gate of the Dead.

At that time, the entire undead world will be completely invaded by the outside world.

Chapter 274: Pick Me Up!

Of course, the British officials were not aware that the Lord of the Dead was not really dead. At this moment, because of Mordred’s report and the prison administrator’s video sent to their own senior managers, the British officials were organizing personnel to sort out and recycle the major prisons, especially the lost sword.

Since he is the so-called Lord of the Dead, and the sword in his hand is actually the sword in the hand of the man who calls himself Arthur, then this sword should be the Sword in the Lake. It looks extremely sacred, but because it is held in the hand of the Lord of the Dead, the sword has been stained with a layer of filth. Rather than saying it is a holy sword, it is better to say that it is a magic sword.

The original golden luster was stained with a hint of turbidity, and there seemed to be some dirty green flowing on the silver-white blade, as if the word dirty was specially prepared for this sword. Mordred didn’t know how many times he looked at the magic sword in his hand and laughed with disdain.

Even the magic sword in his hand seemed more sacred than this so-called sword in the lake. What had the so-called Lord of the Dead become? A knight’s sword was a reflection of his life. This was a bit like the Japanese saying of sword and sword heart.

Just like the Sword of Light, which looked different on his ordinary father and the Dark Father, and like the difference between the still-brilliant royal sword in his hand and the sword in his father’s hand, there were also different colors of the holy sword in Lancelot’s berserker form and the holy sword during his most glorious period as a Knight of the Round Table.

But this was the first time she saw such disgusting colors.

She didn’t even want to touch a magic sword like this. Mordred just played the game while waiting for the official members to collect the magic sword. The magic sword would be taken to a special inspection site by the officials for inspection first, and then collected according to its effect and degree of danger.

Each inspection site will be built in a one-time manner in the suburbs far away from the city. In this way, if there is any danger, the entire underground space can be directly blown up.

This time, Mordred did not plan to follow these people to the inspection site. She planned to meet up with other knights and then report to the king.

In fact, no one thinks that this magic sword is dangerous at the moment. Although Xia Yan has warned that this scale is not what was expected and there are still hidden dangers, no one can imagine what the specific danger will be.

Of course, after hearing such admonitions, some people remained vigilant, while others threw the warning aside. The inspector who came to the underground inspection space threw the warning aside. In his eyes, the dangerous things had passed. Could it be possible that this magic sword could still cause some trouble?

According to their previous investigation, this sword was fished out of the lake. If it had not been occupied by someone, the sword would not have seemed to have any special abilities other than being hard and sharp.

The inspector pushed the monocle he was wearing. This monocle was the key to his ability to conduct inspections. To be precise, it was not that he had special abilities, but that the glasses had special abilities. The people who could use these glasses were quality inspectors. There were many glasses, but not many people could use them successfully.

It is precisely because of this that the requirements for quality inspectors are lowered a lot. This quality inspector has a smile on his face, but there is a bit of alienation and disdain in his smile. To be honest, he is just an ordinary bodyguard protecting himself, and he is a bit arrogant and unhappy. He should be considered a talent as he can operate these glasses, so why is he still protected by these ordinary people?

I hope that after this mission, his value can be better demonstrated.

“Take out the things that need to be evaluated this time, and finish these things quickly. I have other tasks to do.”

The quality inspector gently pushed his special glasses. This attitude made the other people around him frown. After all, not everyone is a simple fool. They can’t stand the arrogance of this guy in front of them. They are all ordinary people who have gained their abilities because of special items.

If it is not due to one’s own ability, one will be beaten back to his original form at any time. How could this person not understand this? However, this is just a one-time mission. Everyone will only get together once and then do their own things. There is no need to have any conflicts with this guy. It is not a good thing to be remembered by such a petty person.

The special box was lifted up and then slowly opened. Looking at the magic sword stained with dirty colors, the quality inspector narrowed his eyes slightly and adjusted his glasses. It seemed that because the level of the magic sword was relatively high, there was no way to completely read the data of the magic sword in a short time.

The more the quality inspector looked at the magic sword in front of him, the more blurred his eyes became, as if his mind was attracted by something. Before the data was read out, the quality inspector stretched out his hand towards the magic sword.

Pick me up!

Pick me up!

You will gain powerful strength, you will gain immortal life, you will become a lord commanding a side, and you will completely get rid of the status of an ordinary person, not false but real!

The quality inspector’s heart was touched. He relied on the monocle in his hand to gain a higher status than ordinary people, but this was ultimately false. If there was someone who was more suitable for this pair of glasses than him, all he could do was to give up his position obediently. And after all, the status of this quality inspector was not much higher than those of ordinary people.

Even because of some strange cases that happened frequently in Great Britain some time ago, the former internet celebrity detective now has a higher status than him. By picking up the sword in front of him, can he really transform into a person with special abilities?

The more he thought about it, the more attractive the sword became to the inspector. Suddenly, the inspector smiled. Why was he still hesitating? How long had he been waiting for this opportunity? Didn’t he say before that even if he fell into a devil, he didn’t want to be an ordinary person?

Through the turbid sword blade, the quality inspector seemed to see another world. In the blazing fire, a tall and majestic figure stretched out his hand to him. As long as he lightly placed his hand on this hand, he would have supreme power.

Under such temptation, the quality inspector finally stretched out his hand towards the magic sword and grasped the hilt.