"Uh--ah---" The female servant was knocked into the air by Modred and Manrio, and felt the internal organs tremble violently.
"Hey--"
With one sword, even though the female servant wanted to avoid it, her stomach was still opened and she rolled to the ground.
"Sorry, I can see your strength, but you can't defeat me." Mordred was almost unscathed, and even his armor was scratched. He looked down at the servant who was lying on the ground in a cold eyes. "Now, as the loser, tell me your real name and purpose here!"
The follower heard the word "loser", but his eyes suddenly turned red.
The magic on her body suddenly became restless.
"........Even if you are in a desperate situation, do you want to make the final resistance?" Mordred sighed. "Although I really want you to have a fair duel with me, a powerful woman, but now... it is more important to save this place."
Without saying anything, in Manrio's somewhat unbearable eyes, Mordred pierced the spirit core of the female servant.
but......
Mordred had retreated, indicating that the golden light of the exit had appeared, but the female follower had not disappeared.
"...I am, the queen of Palmyra."
A little light appeared in her unsightly eyes.
"My name is - Zenobi!"
"Can the battle continue..." Mordred showed a clear expression and turned to Manrio and said, "Manrio, you can go to support Fujimaru Rika first. They should be fighting there too. Let me leave it here."
Manrio did not delay, but believed Mordred.
He nodded: "Then be careful!" After that, he got into the thick fog.
The armor on Mordred's head was lifted, revealing his appearance.
"You said you are the king! Then, as a knight, I will naturally give you dignity and leave!" she said loudly.
He raised the sword in his hand, which was presented from her father, Arthur Pandragon's sword, whose name was Claren.
"Prove, begin-" the chanting of the ungodly servant of the female named Zenobia.
"I saw the brave queen on the battlefield, your dreams will break my shackles." She knelt on one knee, as if holding something in her hands, "In order to free myself from this bondage, I will deny myself!"
"This sword is the supreme reward from my father, the sword of the Evil shining above Camran!" Mordred held Clarent in front of him with his eyes seriously and nostalgic, "Please - witness!"
"Shatter the shackles of gold, the shame of gold [Authentic Triumph]!!!"
"The Sword of Radiance is around Duanli's father!!!"
Countless light bullets appeared behind Zenobia, accompanied by the sound of the broken golden chains and the unyielding golden eyes, bombarded Mordred.
boom--
Mordred ignored it and swung his sword straight towards Zenobia.
Boom boom boom boom———
The red thunder was wrapped in light and poured down, colliding violently with Zenobi's treasure.
Mordred just stood the sword on the ground, staring seriously ahead, watching the confrontation of the treasures.
She sighed.
This king named Zenobia is destined to be unable to win, she understands it in her heart.
"Although you can still attack, your magic power is seriously insufficient. It is unexpected to be able to release treasures. How can you compare to me...what can I?"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh———" Zenobia's scream had already come.
The aftermath of the treasure had disappeared. Mordred walked over and looked at Zenobi who was lying there, who was about to dissipate.
"Is there anything else to say? King Zenobi of Palmyra." She looked down at the loser, but left her mercy.
"Be careful of those mirrors... don't look at each other..." Zenobia sighed and left a sentence, which turned into golden particles in front of Mordred and floated in the air.
"...I get it." Mordred did not stay and turned around and left.
On the other hand, Mathue and Lawrence have also resolved the battle.
The servant who fought with them was the big black crossbow that looked like a gun, named William Tell.
When defeated, the same words as Zenobia were left behind.
"I already know why there are no phantoms in this area." Lawrence said slowly as he looked at the golden particles floating in William Til.
"It must have been killed by these two followers." Fujimaru Rika touched Mashu's head, who was standing next to him, and followed Lawrence's words.
Lawrence nodded and looked at several people: "Before leaving the court, William Tell and Zenobia reminded us not to look at the mirror, there is a reason for this."
"According to their current state, it should be...lossing themselves." Two gems appeared in Lawrence's palm, one turned into a mirror, and the other turned into a human, "losing themselves...losing their minds."
Bang.
The villain collided with the mirror, and the villain was broken.
"The mirror should be a medium, not just a medium for summoning the illusion, but there is no necessary relationship between summoning the illusion and the mirror." Manrio held his chest and pinched his chin, "So, the mirror should be just a means of magic, not a magic performed?"
"No, it should be the relationship between basic magic and advanced magic." Lawrence shook his head, "The mirror itself can reflect things, and it can be regarded as a kind of magic. The subsequent self-loss and summoning phantom spirits should be advanced magic developed based on this magic."
"Ah, if you say that, it will make sense. You are worthy of being a teacher!" Manrio said that I am the number one Lawrence blowing.
He refers to the stress response of the phantom spirit made by gems and will take the initiative to go to the place where the battle is fought.
But there is no phantom here.
Because the two riders here have been taken away by the magic mirror and have been automatically "filtered" by mass-produced phantom spirits.
"This blank spot probably has nothing valuable." Fujimaru Rika patted her skirt, "Mashu, let's go back."
She glanced at the west side. There was still a blank spot on Croydon, but the battle here had been delayed for half a day. The blank spot on Sakata Kintoki was still fighting. Fujimaru Takika was a little worried about the situation there.
"Let's go to the blank spot where Mr. Jekyll is!"
After liberating his speed, several people rushed towards Ba Jin quickly.
And Ba Jin...
Hundreds of Phantom Spirits surrounded four people in three layers inside and three layers outside.
Chapter completed!