Chapter 13: You can't do it this time
Miraculously, as soon as she stepped out of the castle gates, Gillian felt her strength regained - and it was because of this that she felt the horror of Mordred once again.
Around him, it seemed that there were countless resentful spirits and evil spirits roaring all the time...... These evil spirits even kept trying to devour his body.
For a moment, Gillian thought of pain...... The pain of being bitten by madness.
But this seems to be just a fantasy, and when the cold wind blows, what she sees is this ordinary and emaciated appearance.
She looked at the great Knight of Lino from afar...... This is also a powerful knight, and if you just give it to her, you can only take a roundabout strategy.
"You should have stopped the other knights just now. Ji Lian frowned at this time: "At this time, I am afraid that the matter of you leaving the prison has already been reported to the knight agency...... Forget it, let's get out of here first. ”
"Wait a little longer, there's still a few little ones here. Mordred said as she looked up at the night sky.
Miss Witch was stunned, only to see a transport plane hovering in the night sky...... At this time, three figures were jumping from the transport plane.
They landed and sub-station triangles...... When Jilian opened her eyes, her face suddenly became ugly!
The three people who got off the transport plane were the two Knights of the Twelve Round Tables who had met her a few hours earlier...... Gareth and the Joker!
In addition to Gareth and the Joker, standing in the third corner is a woman in a tuxedo.
A not too ugly smile appeared on Miss Gillian's face, and she stroked her hair, "It seems that dear Perkins still can't trust me, and he actually sent a few people to follow me all the way at once...... So, this beautiful lady standing here, if she can act with Gareth and Mr. Clown, must be the only Lancelot who inherits the name as a woman, right?"
"I think he should have rejected you from the beginning. Gareth said expressionlessly, his eyes fixed on Mordred.
In fact, Mr. Clown and Lancelot are the same...... They don't care much about psychic witches.
Miss Witch obviously didn't care about their contempt, but just smiled and said, "The people of the doomsday myth are still lurking in the land of your country...... A few of them didn't go to encircle and suppress, but escorted me all the way here, aren't you really afraid of wasting time? ”
"It's not certain, maybe there's a bigger threat here. The clown smiled.
In fact, they are all close to ...... Gareth, the Joker, and Lancelot were all getting closer and closer, and completely locked Miss Witch's mind of any route that could escape.
Even though she was surrounded by the fiercest and most vicious knight in the past, facing the three twelve round tables at the same time, her heart was somewhat bottomless...... After all, the toxins in Mordred's body are only half clear: according to his words.
Even if he broke the statues of the Great Knights and the former Knights of the Round Table with a single blow, it was only the heroic souls that retained a small part of their former strength.
The three Gareth are the contemporaries who have completely inherited the power of the Knights of the Round Table and are at the peak of their integrity......
"Are you the Twelve Horsemen of this generation? Mordred looked from Gareth to the Joker to Lancelot, his gaze finally resting on Lancelot's body, frowning slightly.
"Exactly. "Gareth is reliable in a serious setting...... At least much more reliable than the clown next to him, "Farrell, please go back to the castle...... You will be sentenced to seven hundred and ninety-three years. ”
"Farrell......" Mordred took a light breath, "and no one has called me by that name for a long time." ”
"After all, you've been stripped of your name. Mr. Clown's smiling face turned into a crying face, and he said in a very joking tone: "Although the knight has not been able to deprive you of the inheritance power, so far, it is still hanging in the air." ”
Mordred...... Farrell was silent for a while before he said slowly, "I promised this soul witch to help her do something. I'll be back when it's done...... How, I don't want to draw my sword here to the Twelve Round Table. ”
"So......" Mr. Clown's crying face turned into a smile again, "and I suddenly thought of a better way...... If this woman dies, then you don't have to go out, right?"
Sneer——!
A cold light, in this suddenness, shot directly towards the Soul Witch...... It's the throwing knife in the hands of the clown Dagonit!
But the witch, who had been secretly on guard for a long time, did not panic, and was about to resist when the blade of the golden greatsword stood in front of her, blocking the flying knife.
The Joker's throwing knives aren't really attacks...... At the moment when the flying knife shot out, his figure moved, and at the moment when the golden sword blocked the flying knife, he was already close to the face of Farrell, and a simple punch slammed into Farrell's face.
Don't look at Mr. Clown, he is not tall and does not look strong, but among the current twelve knights, he is known as the one with the highest physical strength and the highest pure strength.
It's just a direct punch, but it can't shake Farrell's method...... Even to make his cheeks displace, he couldn't do it!
In an instant, Farrell's head tilted back slightly, and then slammed forward with great speed—his forehead hitting directly on top of the Joker's head.
Bang ——!
The clown flew upside down in an instant!
"Unexpectedly, it overwhelmed Dagonit in terms of strength...... Gareth was shocked, but his reaction was also extremely fast, and at the moment when Mr. Clown flew upside down, without any hesitation, the sword in his hand had already stabbed out!
The tip of the sword was like lightning, and it stabbed out a combo of eighteen with great speed, but it made Farrell close his eyes and easily flash past...... The sword wind that pierced through the tip of the sword pierced eighteen holes in the wall at the gate of the castle behind him.
"Not fast enough. ”
The voice rang in Gareth's ears, and the sharp pain spread from his chest at this moment...... It was the hilt of the golden sword, which slammed directly into Gareth's chest—and like a clown, he flew upside down.
It was only a few seconds before and after, and the moment the clown got up from the ground, it was Gareth who slammed into him head-on...... The clown took Gareth's instead.
They looked at each other, then suddenly took a necklace from their necks...... The necklace is the source of the power of the Twelve Round Tables.
It's just that at the moment when their inheritance power appeared, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of them...... The inheritance power circulated in the bodies of the two, and the brilliance was added, which was the advent of the Holy Kaijia, which could trigger the power of the twelve knights.
"Too slow! too slow!"
The golden greatsword in Farrell's hand was drawn directly, and each of them hit Gareth and the Joker...... Before they could fully manifest their holy armor, they were shattered in an instant!
Gareth spat out a mouthful of blood...... Before the Holy Armor of the Inheritance was put on, it was knocked to the ground again?
"What kind of inheritors are you in this session?" Farrell's big sword drew again, this time directly knocking the clown away and slapping it into the air, "It actually takes a second to activate the holy armor...... How dare you call yourself a round table?"
At the same time, behind Farrell, there was a darkness hanging over him...... Behind him, a black-armored knight appeared at some point!
The black armor wrapped around the whole body, and a trace of purple-black light flashed on the black armor!
"You're still presentable, but you're just average!"
Farrell turned, and this time the greatsword was not slapped, but slashed out...... The black-armored knight was startled and raised the sword in his hand to resist, but he was slashed by a sword, and his entire body sank directly into the ground...... The sword in the hand of the black-armored knight even had a large number of cracks.
At the same time, a ripple-like impact force dispersed at this moment, and the trees around the castle were directly knocked down by the impact...... A hundred meters away, this ripple gradually dissipated.
It's just ...... The imitation on the carved ornament is not a real inheritance of the golden sword......
In less than ten seconds, the three round tables were easily defeated by each other...... Gareth coughed up a mouthful of blood, never thinking that humans could be so powerful.
But he ...... The power of inheritance that hasn't been used yet!
Boom...... The clown only fell from mid-air at this time, and fell directly to the ground, but he was motionless...... Lost consciousness.
"So, when the darkness comes again, when they reappear......" Farrell muttered to himself, "you can't resist even one of you." ”
"Darkness...... They?" Gareth staggered to his feet.
Farrell shook his head, and the golden sword in his hand turned around and slashed horizontally...... The sword light rushed out of a hundred meters, and since he started, he actually cut this small island from here!
Watching the sea water pour in, Gareth almost felt suffocated.
"At least... This degree is needed. ”
The golden greatsword was finally plunged into the ground by Farrell, and he left with the witch lady...... Three round tables, to be precise, two sober round tables, in the absence of the strength to block.
Gareth staggered back and then fell straight to the ground...... Not afraid, just because the bones had broken a lot.
"It's so powerful that it's like a joke......" Gareth smiled wryly.
Half of his body was buried in the dirt, and the black armor was gone...... The delicate features were exposed, but they were equally pale and bloodless.
She looked up at the night sky, only to see a helicopter gunship slowly ascending and then moving away...... She was silent for a long time before she said slowly, "Gareth, do you have the strength to pull me out?"
"Please give me at least an hour, or you can wake up this clown......"
Lancelot: e......
......
It's so powerful that it's beyond the scope of a human being, and according to him, it's only half of the toxin...... In other words, at this time, he only has one or two percent of his strength!
Yes! Absolutely! With this person's help, he will definitely get that document: "The Aksha Record"!
There is absolutely no one more powerful than him in this world!
Miss Witch piloting the helicopter, her face flushed...... The body was in a state of extreme excitement, and he looked at Mordred sitting behind him...... Or rather, Farrell.
I don't know if it's an illusion, but this man's face doesn't seem to be as thin as it was at the beginning...... Seems to have grown a little bit of meat?
The hatch of the helicopter is open.
Farrell looked out at this time, the water below was turbulent, and a little fluorescence fell from the bottle in his hand and fell on the water...... The specks of fluorescence on the surface of the sea gradually dissipate with the waves, and finally go out.
These are the heroic souls of those great knights, the former twelve knights...... Although it is only partial, and after losing the carrier at the same time, it can't be stored for too long, but is it too wasteful to spill it like this?
Despite this, the witch only opened her mouth and did not choose to point out that the other party was not ...... Farrell was only known to her mother, and she only learned about Farrell's legend from various sources.
"Who is your father. Farrell asked suddenly.
Gillian shrugged, "I haven't met him, my mother told me that my father was long dead...... Maybe you can tell me a little bit more, after all, you seem to know my mother, too?"
Farrell frowned and was silent for a moment before suddenly asking, "Aksha Records, why did you know about its existence?"
Miss Witch narrowed her eyes and said, "This starts with a musician who is obviously very talented, but loves adventure...... However, what he received was not the Aksya Records, but only a few pages of the Dead Sea Papers. I rubbed these pages of the Dead Sea Papers from his hand. Although rubbings do not have the power of the Instrument, their function as a clue to the Aksha Records is the same. ”
"It's just a few pages of the Dead Sea Papers, and I can't put together a marker. Farrell said indifferently: "No one has ever put together the Dead Sea Papers, so you better give up and make another request." ”
"Why, even Mordred, the fiercest and most vicious knight in history, shy away from the Dead Sea Papers?" Gillian smiled, "In this case, your previous heroic appearance of defeating three twelve round tables by yourself will be greatly detracted from the impression of others." ”
"Do you really want to find the Akshire Records?" Farrell asked suddenly.
"Otherwise, I would have worked so hard to get you out, obviously not because I adored you like a little girl. ”
"After finding the Aksya Records, you... What is going to be done. Farrell asked again.
Miss Witch looked at the night sky in front of her and let out a silvery laugh...... Just laughter, and no answer.
"My name, Farrell. He also looked outside, "Mordred, it's dead." ”
"It doesn't matter. Miss Witch said softly, "As long as you can help me, even if I ask you to call you my lord......
Farrell shook his head, "Go to Kamran." ”
"Kamran?" Miss Witch was stunned, "where is it...... What are you going to do in that place?"
"Since we are looking for the Aksha Records, we naturally need to retrieve something. Farrell said indifferently: "This document, what I have been looking for, is not just your little witch......
"You mean, inhuman?" the witch frowned, "strong, stronger than you?"
"You don't want to know what it is to be truly powerful...... he slowly closed his eyes at this time, ignoring the witch lady.
¥¥¥¥¥¥
ps1: I flipped through the reward records, and salvaged a cute owner "the cutest fat smash in the world", and served tea to the capitalist boss as a rule.
PS2: Then 27 becomes 29 ozt......
ps:(7/29)......