"This is the reaction of the treasure!" Roman complained.

"No, come again?" Fujimaru Rika people were stunned. Mashu and Kuchulin had just defended against the huge beam of light that came from somewhere. Mordred on the other side wanted to liberate the treasure again.

"Mashu, can you still unfold your shield?" Anno asked.

The magic power condensed in Mordred's mouth has become increasingly huge and solid.

No, it's too late!

Annuo was a little anxious.

Mashu held on to lift the shield: "...can...Mr. Anno!"

Before Mashu finished answering, he saw Anno running out, and his target was Mordred!

"Annuqing!" Olga Mary was also very panicked. Why did she run to see her off after a disagreement?

Mordred's treasure has been accumulated and is about to be released to Mashu and Fujimaru Rika.

Anno was running.

If the treasure is to be emitted from the mouth—then…!

The magic is released, and the chalk also covers Anno with a layer of light shield.

Annuo was very fast. He rushed to Mordred. In the last second of Mordred's launch, Annuo shouted: "Cover your ears!"

Then, he kicked Mordred in the side face.

"AAAAAAAAAAAaaaaa..." A breath wrapped in dragon's magic spurted out from Mordred's mouth-

However, he did not encounter Mashu and the others at all.

Annuo's kick changed the release path of Mordred's utensil.

Sound waves and magic destroyed everything along the way, and rubbed Olgamarie's clothes by the corner.

Everyone covered their ears and squatted on the ground with pain expressions.

Although the treasure did not hit a few people directly, the sound was still conveyed into his ears.

That sound is like a wail of pain, like a sob of sadness, like an angry roar.

Although Anno kicked Mordred's treasure path incorrectly, he himself stood in front of Mordred and was directly hit by the treasure at the closest distance.

The effect of the treasure disappeared, and Fujimaru Rika opened her eyes.

What caught my eye was Anno who was still standing in front of Mordred.

Annuo's armor became worn and his hair was messy.

Puff—Wow.

Annuo vomited a mouthful of blood.

But what is more noticeable is the chalk behind the dragon-turned Mordred.

The injured Anno gritted his teeth: "Modred! Come to wake me up!"

He controlled the chalk and stirred in Mordred's chest.

The dragon's skin faded, the armor disintegrated, and in the middle, a petite blonde woman appeared.

The chalk was still stuck in her chest.

Anno pulled the chalk out of Mordred's back, turned over Mordred, and picked her up.

Mordred's spiritual core has been broken and will soon exit.

She looked at this elder who was very familiar but much younger than she remembered.

She smiled, very tired: "I did something wrong again..."

Annuo was speechless and just touched her head.

"Anoqing, the knight of the round table, go quickly... King, she, I took the wrong path, go and correct my father, our king, back." After Mordred said this, he turned into golden light spots all over the sky and disappeared.

Anno raised his head and watched Mordred disappear silently.

Kuchulin shook his head and sighed.

Mashu looked at Anno, who was sitting on the ground, still holding Mordred's posture. For some reason, his heart thrust suddenly.

"Annuo…qing…"

Annuo inserted the chalk back into the scabbard and walked back into the team.
Chapter completed!