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No, along the way, this girl named Mordred has been backstabbed countless times by him.

Of course, he can't use his hands, but he can use his words to swear.

So after breaking free from control, he immediately laughed at Mordred.

Chapter 220+221 The plot needs to combine two chapters into one

You may not believe it when you say it, but in fact, they are lost.

Yes, they lost their way. In the dark and gloomy wind just now, Mordred was obsessed with continuing to move forward. Mordred, who had an expression of 'I'm going against the sky', rushed head-on into the storm regardless. I intend to use my own strength to cross the obstacles in front of me instead of waiting for the wind to stop before walking.

However, not long after rushing into the storm, she was blown away from the horse by the strong wind, and Charlotte, who was in control, was also blown away, and the two were involved in the storm , It is difficult to distinguish left and right when thrown up and down.

After being thrown out by the storm, he landed in an unfamiliar deep mountain and old forest. What's worse, the surrounding area was covered with fog, so he couldn't see clearly ahead and completely lost his way.

Of course, if Mordred hadn't chosen to cross the storm just now, but quickly found a place to hide, he wouldn't have encountered such a thing.

That's why Mordred became so irritable when he realized that he was lost, and after Charlotte broke free from control, he immediately entangled with this and laughed loudly.

"Idiots, idiots, and brainless bastards, who dare to bite the bullet and charge when they see that obviously unnatural storm, idiots, they deserve to be thrown to this place where birds don't shit."

"Shut up." The maddened Mordred turned around and yelled at Charlotte.

It's a pity that her roar did not frighten Charlotte, but instead greeted a burst of undisguised laughter. "—hahahahahaha."

"Enough, if you laugh again, I'll cut off your head."

"Hahahaha, come on!" Charlotte hooked her fingers, teasing the little lion without caring about her own safety. "Chop here." He gestured to his neck, signaling Mordred to hurry up. "Don't be a mother-in-law, like a bitch... Oh, sorry, I forgot, you are a bitch, and a bear girl."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

The effect of the taunt was overwhelming. Mordred gritted his teeth and screamed. He rushed to Charlotte, pushed him to the ground, pressed him to ride on it, and swiped the sword in his hand. , against his neck.

There was undisguised anger on that pretty and heroic face, and Charlotte's mocking expression was reflected in the emerald pupils.

Mordred suppressed his voice, suppressed the anger in his heart, and threatened. "Do you think I dare not? Bastard."

"Do you dare?" Charlotte asked back, and continued to provoke Mordred's anger. "Mommy, brat."

“啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊！！！！！”在一次次的嘲讽下，莫德雷德的仇恨值被拉得死死的，只见她猛然双手握住剑柄，用剑尖指Looking at Charlotte, he made a gesture to stab him.

However, even looking at the tip of the sword and stopping when it touched his forehead, Charlotte's face did not change at all, and even his eyes did not waver.

"Come on, stab it down!" He challenged. "From between the eyebrows, stab it in!"

"You..." Mordred gritted his teeth and trembled with anger, but the movements of his hands did not continue.

"If you don't dare, get out of the way. Don't keep riding on me. People in the wilderness will misunderstand us if they see it... You are shameless and I am clean!" Charlotte said. "...After all, I am in my hometown, and I am still flirting with two ladies who are prettier than you. I don't want to make any third parties. Oh, sorry, I forgot. If you count them in order, you can only act as the fourth party."

"*&￥#*@￥%..."

I have to say that it was a pleasure to see Mordred's unscrupulous sarcasm, his gritted teeth expression on his face similar to that of the Lion King, wishing he could kill himself but he couldn't do anything about it.

At least at this moment, part of the anger towards the Lion King was vented, giving Charlotte a joyful mood for the first time.

But when he didn't continue to use his three-inch tongue, trying to continue to draw hatred, to see if he could kill the female knight in front of him, a white light began to appear in front of Charlotte.

The brief period of freedom is over.

Even though she was not reconciled, at this moment, Charlotte still couldn't resist, and returned to the controlled posture, her eyes instantly lost their luster, and the golden pupils also dimmed.

"Hmph, bastard, bastard, bastard." Seeing Charlotte calm down again, Mordred shook his hand and almost stabbed with his sword.

After taking a dozen or so deep breaths, she managed to contain her anger and climbed up from Charlotte.

She couldn't get over it and killed Charlotte, no matter how angry she was, but Charlotte was controlled by the Lion King after all, and she had no right to pass the Lion King's judgment.

And Charlotte saw this, so she desperately taunted her, asking her to execute herself, so as to get out of this dream.

Even if he is not as good as himself, he is not willing to be an accomplice of the Lion King.

In particular, he knew that this time he was forced to go out with the two Knights of the Round Table just to chase down the refugees who fled before, and because he was very likely to meet Gudazi and the others, Charlotte was even more unwilling to help the evildoers.

It's a pity that the wishes of the Lion King are obviously higher in Mordred's heart, so high that no matter how much Charlotte ridicules, she still suppresses her anger and does not kill as Charlotte expected.

After the short period of freedom ended, he returned to the lucid dream like a puppet, unable to speak.

"Aren't you unwilling to kill people? Bastard, after I find those waste villages, I will let you kill people directly, and I will also let you kill the old, weak, sick and disabled..."

Seeing Charlotte standing up calmly from the ground, Mordred angrily uttered the most threatening words she could think of, and then turned around.

"Come on, you trash, dregs."

……

Not far from here, after climbing a cloud-shrouded mountain, they set off from the village to find Gudazi and the others who were fighting against the Lion King's help, and they also arrived at the destination.

After a difficult mountain trek, Gudazi, Mashu, Da Vinci, Bedivere, Skaha, Xuanzang Sanzang, and two Hassans came to the outside of a temple on a mountain peak.

In order to fight against the deified Lion King, they are here to find the legendary first-generation mountain old man, and use the power of that heroic spirit to add more strength to their plan to attack the holy capital.

And after spending some effort to deal with many ghosts hovering outside the temple, they walked into the temple without incident, as if they were more tested than hindered.

The empty temple and the silent environment are the first impressions of Gudazi and the others after they stepped into this building.

Except for the two statues at the entrance, the decoration in the temple is very simple. There are no murals, no stained glass, and no various gold or silver products.

The only source of light was the three chandeliers hanging from the ceiling of the temple, inside which burned fire with unknown firewood.

'Is this the Temple of Azrael? 'A blue light screen appeared beside Gudazi, and a doctor named Roman appeared in it, looking around the interior of the temple through this screen. 'But there was no special reaction. '

"No, doctor... this is a heavy pressure that you can't feel without being there." Matthew unconsciously left a drop of sweat on his face, and the whole person was nervously guarding against the empty temple around him. "There is no magical reaction or trace of followers, and there are no traces of sound or life, but... there is an atmosphere of fear that makes people tremble."

"Death," Scathach interjected. "There is a breath of death everywhere here, um, the same breath of death as the Kingdom of Shadows."

"If you don't believe me, magician, you can scan the environment here. If you guessed right, there are no individuals with weak vitality, such as bugs or bacteria, here."

'What. ' cried Roman. '...Wait, how is this possible, there is really no even a little life reaction? ! '

"This is the domain of the first generation of old men in the mountains." Hassan the Cursed Wrist said. "It's also an absolute forbidden place for our Hassans... Let's move on, Your Excellency Gudazi, I can't predict what will happen here, please maintain maximum vigilance."

"Yeah." Gu Dazi looked around and nodded thoughtfully.

"Wait." Just as the group of people were about to step forward and continue to go deep into the temple, Shaka's eyes froze, a blood-red spear appeared in his hand, he raised it horizontally, and stopped in front of Gudazi .

Clang.

There was a crashing sound at the tip of the gun, and a pitch-black flying knife was set aside by the gun. "Huh." Scatha snorted coldly, the blood-red magic power lit up on the spear, and in the rising red light, everyone could clearly see that there was some black mist, which was drawn by Scathha's The magic power was annihilated in the void.

'What is this, enemy? 'Roman yelled. 'Why, why can't I find any response from the servants. '

"Your Excellency, you don't need to dodge." Swiping a gun flower, Skaha held the spear and stood in front of Gudazi, then turned his gaze to an empty corner in the temple. "The breath of death may feel good to others, but in front of me, even if it is hundreds of meters away, I can see it clearly."

"... What a day today is that there are two visitors who can spy on me." A deep and solemn voice echoed, and then, a figure like black mist appeared in the corner where Scarha was watching , emerging from nothing.

And when this phantom appeared, the oppressive force, like an endless shadow, shrouded down, oppressing almost everyone present, it was difficult to breathe, and the whole body trembled with uncontrollable fear.

As long as Skaha was alone, he faced the oppression of the knights without changing his face.

"This is, the first generation of the old man in the mountains?!" Not only did he not have the slightest fear, but Schaka's eyes lit up, and he looked at the phantom who appeared with interest.

"Makoto, ruler and gatekeeper from the realm of the dead and shadows."

A faint blue light emerged from the shadows. It was a glowing skull mask. Immediately afterwards, a tall man in pitch-black armor and a tattered black cloak leaned on an iron-gray The great sword appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"I am the original King of the Mountain, Hassan Sabah."

"First, first generation, lord, lord, you..." The moment he saw this person appear, Cursed Hassan and Quiet Hassan were instantly defeated by fear, and knelt down in cold sweat.

And when the first-generation Hassan shifted his icy gaze to the two juniors Hassan, the two knelt down all of a sudden, put their heads on the ground, and dared not move even if they wanted to. All the words he said were suppressed back in his throat by fear.

"Curse wrist, even if you transfer the demon's wrist, what can you grasp at the end? Is it my own stupidity?"

"And you... Tranquility, what can that poisonous body protect? The loneliness that even wild flowers can't protect?"

"madness."

Looking at the two Hassans kneeling on the ground, the first-generation old man in the mountain criticized with a cold tone. Although the tone of this first-generation Hassan could not hear any emotion, at this moment, no one would doubt it. In a moment, the two Hassan kneeling on the ground will be beheaded by him.

Gollum.

Except for Scathach, everyone else couldn't help swallowing because of the fear from the bottom of their hearts at this moment.

However, it seems that Hassan of the first generation did not intend to cut off the heads of Hassan the Cursed Arm and Hassan Quiet. After speaking to them, he turned his eyes away and did not stay on them at all.

However, even so, the two Hassans still lowered their heads covered in sweat and did not dare to move.

"You are the second person today who can actively perceive my existence." Hassan Sabah said to Skaha again.

"Oh, has anyone else been here before?"

"However, before that, there was another existence who truly reached the pinnacle of martial arts set foot here."

"Who?"

"A pinnacle that you can't reach. Even if you have the ability to surpass the human body and kill pagan gods, but no matter how exhausted all the wisdom is, it is hard to match the sacredness of martial arts."

"Oh, what do you mean, am I weak?" Skaha chuckled, her red pupils did not conceal her fighting spirit and murderous aura at all. "It's the first time I've ever heard someone say that in front of me."

"You will die before him," Hassan Sabah said. "It's the same in front of me."

"Then I really want to see it!" Skaha raised his spear and pointed at Hassan Sabah. "Also, I'm really interested in someone who can kill me... Having said so much, let's fight."

"First, first generation adults."

After hearing this conflict-filled conversation, Hassan, who had been kneeling before, couldn't care less about anything else, barely suppressed his frightened body, and raised his head to say something.

But at the next moment, Hassan Sabah squinted at him slightly with his blue eyes, and just one look instantly deprived Hassan of the cursed wrist of all his courage, making him unable to speak a word again.

Chapter 222 Under the Sound of the Evening Bell

The embarrassing performance of Hassan, the cursed arm, made Gudazi and his party look at each other. In this state of fear of death and on the verge of collapse, it is hard to imagine that this is from an old man in the mountain who descended as a servant.

Moreover, since he met Hassan the Curse-Wrist, the performance of this heroic spirit is worthy of the title of assassin. Even in the face of the Lion King and the Knights of the Round Table, who are almost impossible to confront head-on, Hassan the Curse-Wrist has not shown any Cowardly, why now...

With just one look, Hassan's courage was completely wiped out in the eyes of Gudazi and the others.

Even if the person who showed up was the first generation of the old man in the mountain, the performance of Hassan the Cursed Wrist and Quiet Hassan is too unbearable. Is this the leader of the well-known Islamic assassination organization?

However, under the oppressive feeling of the first mountain old man, Hassan Sabah, who was almost concretized by death, Gudazi and the others did not put their doubts on the table. In other words, Hassan Sabah’s too strong sense of oppression has already made They couldn't even speak.

Gu Dazi, who had studied martial arts with a heroic spirit who stayed in Chaldea and did not fight, could vaguely feel the dead silence hovering over Hassan Sabah, as if this was not a person at all, but a person in charge Like the Grim Reaper of death.

And others, such as Matthew, Da Vinci, Bedivere, Xuanzang Sanzang, and Omotota, because they are followers, have a more intuitive sense of fear of death as if fate has come to an end reflect.

It can be said that except for Roman, who was not here at all, and Scathach, who had a fighting expression, everyone else shut up.

"Oh, no, this Assassin—this kind of spirit base's reaction..." In the light screen, Doctor Roman seemed to have discovered something, and yelled with a surprised expression. 'Could it be the crown—' But before he could finish, Hassan Sabah interrupted him.

"Don't say such uninteresting words, magician." Behind the skull mask, a cold light flashed in the dark blue pupils, and immediately, it was almost impossible to see the movement, and an ordinary throwing knife had been taken by Hassan. ? Sabah threw it.

Except for Scathach, no one here could react. When he came back to his senses, the throwing knife had already covered the light screen, and with a swipe, the light screen was 'erased'.

Yes, the light screen was 'erased', and disappeared into the air as soon as it was scratched by the flying knife, leaving only Roman's unbelievable exclamation before disappearing.

After casually blocking a certain magician's right to speak, Hassan Sabah refocused on Gudazi and the others.

"The magicians, and the already inhuman existence, your voices have been conveyed, and the meaning of longing to save the era has been recognized by my sword."

"However—those who dare to step into my spiritual temple must first face death. Whether you are qualified to do so is still up to my judgment."

"After all, do we still have to fight?" Skaha said calmly. "So, is the opponent you? I also really want to see how elegant the assassination technique that has reached the extreme is."

"No, your opponent is not me—he has already come, and with the sound of the evening bell, he has come outside this palace of death."

……

Boom-boom-boom

The deep and deep bells rang in my ears, like the mourning at a funeral.

This kind of death knell that cast a shadow over Charlotte's heart has been ringing intermittently for a long time.But what made him strange was that he seemed to be the only one who heard the bell, and Mordred didn't know anything about it.

However, in this state, Charlotte didn't say anything to remind Mordred. Although she didn't know what was going on, it was not a good thing anyway.

That being the case, it's better to take the opportunity to overshadow the Knights of the Round Table.

So she kept her mouth shut, and Charlotte, who didn't say a word, just followed behind Mordred under the control until he and she saw a god who was half hidden in the clouds and mists on a mountain peak. temple.

"Ha, is there actually a temple for the old man in the mountain here?"

Seeing the style of the building not far away, Mordred judged at a glance that this is a religion of Islam, which is different from the architectural style of Christianity and Catholicism.

Then, a manic smile appeared on her face.