Virtual Evolution Chapter 993: The battle of the sword fence, the one who is redeemed

"Teacher Merlin, did you see it? Our little Arthur, she still doesn't seem to understand why her loyal knight Modred rebelled? She will die, ushering her death like a king. ...Why, you still don’t want to look at me!"

It is still a Merlin small wooden house, and a Morgan, whose magical power has been hard to find, is still shouting at Le Yuan.

Like? No, this is already a kind of obsession.

Morgan’s affection for Le Yuan, or Merlin played by Le Yuan, Le Yuan as the body can be seen clearly.

When Morgan first met, it was a longing and awe for the Merlin. The name Merlin is probably a great person that Morgan will never touch.

After accepting the apprentice Morgan in Le Yuan and teaching her magical governance. For Morgan, Merlin has lost the mysterious veil of First Layer as wizard, but as an excellent teacher, Morgan still feels the warmth and respect of his kind father and strict teacher, and this feeling is in Morgan’s biological father, Duke of Cornwall. This is even more true after death.

Father? This feeling caused Morgan to lose the warmth of the only home he felt after his father, and when his mother became the queen of King Uther, this warmth seemed to become Morgan's only spirit support.

This kind of feeling is brewing and fermenting. Perhaps Morgan himself is not clear about how this kind of feeling will happen, but the Le Yuan of various emotions in the world is very clear. This feeling is most likely to change into abnormal. The relationship between men and women is even more likely for Morgan, who is paranoid or even paranoid.

But what about this?

No matter what Morgan becomes, Le Yuan does not care. It is only Artoria who really cares about Le Yuan. The person who made him come to this world is the key to leaving this world.

It is precisely because Le Yuan has paid more attention to Artoria than Morgan, so that the Morgan who has always been looking forward to Le Yuan has finally moved to a path of illness and blackening. Not only did she try to break down her sister's kingdom, she even tried to make her sister Artoria desperate.

Let Artoria's most loyal knight "betray", let her queen Guinevere "steal", and let the original more than one hundred round table knights fall apart...

As long as Artoria cherishes something that can make Artoria feel desperate, Morgan will destroy it one by one. This seems to be Morgan's only way to get Le Yuan's attention, and in order to achieve this, Morgan finally decided to subvert the entire England.

Morgan's ability is no longer comparable to that of the little girl at the time. She is only thirty years old, but she still retains her best side, and time seems to be stagnant on her.

The Strength of the White Dragon’s Blood makes Morgan’s magic far beyond any wizard in the world, even for the roots of that netherworld. The "root source" magic that Morgan was exposed to may not be felt by others, but as her teacher, Le Yuan can only vaguely feel that it is-disaster.

Disaster may only be part of the "root cause". To be more precise, the original face of Strength should be "fate". The witch who controls the fate, but unfortunately, Morgan is blinded by negative emotions and can only understand the Strength in distress.

Jianlanqiu, in order to annihilate the domestic rebellion, Artoria brought his remaining troops to fight against Modred.

After losing Avalon, a scabbard that can protect her, the invincible Artoria has also changed from an undefeated invincible king to an ordinary person who can bleed and hurt.

Knights who guarded themselves, loyal to their knights, and all knights who fought against their blood fell one by one.

Even if these knights died, they did not change their heart loyal to King Arthur.

"Long live King Arthur! Long live England!"

This sentence is the most heard in Jianlanqiu. Whenever the knight following Artoria is dying, they will chant this slogan. None of the remaining people surrendered and continued to fight in tears.

Artoria did not stop the sword in his hand, even though every enemy he had cut was once a knight loyal to himself; even though they were all involuntarily at this time, they became puppets; , The king they love...

The blood of countless knights flows on the sword of victory, and the Artoria is cut with numerous scars, but the blood that sheds the heart is what really hurts Artoria.

"King-please forgive me!" "King Arthur, thank you for giving me rest!" "King Arthur-we sincerely expect you to lead us to peace!"...

These are all the words of the knight who was hacked by Artoria before he died. Before they died, they were finally able to escape the fate of being a puppet and tell their king what they wanted to say the most.

Blood water, tears...the battlefield has long been indistinguishable, no matter who will be the ultimate winner in this battle, one thing that cannot be changed is that England will be destroyed.

On the battlefield, only Artoria was covered in blood, and Modred, who was riding on the warhorse, held up the silver shining king sword and wore horns helmet.

"Mordred, is all this your intention? Order you in the name of King Arthur and answer me!"

For her daughter, who is not a daughter, Artoria chose tolerance after revealing her true face.

However, all of this now seems to have been made by the "daughter" who was tolerated by myself, which can't help but cause a trace of regret to rise in the already relieved Artoria.

"Boom--"

The helmet carried by Mordred fell to the ground, and Artoria finally saw Mordred's expression hidden under the mask.

Facial expressionless, lifeless like a puppet. Not sad and sad for all the scenes of death in front of me. As if the tears had long been crying, two lines of blood shed on his expressionless face.

With the same face, Modred has become a tool for Morgan’s revenge and her biggest tool for revenge on Artoria.

Initiated a rebellion, killed and resisted, and finally launched a battle without a winner...

All of this was initiated by Mordred under the control of Morgan. Although Mordred itself is not like this, it is a pity that as an artificial person, she has no way to resist the order from "mother" Morgan .

Fighting comes from the battle between "father and son".

One side is King Arthur Artoria, has rich combat experience, and he is holding an indestructible broken steel sword, but he has been scarred due to repeated battles; and the other side is a Modred sitting on the hill and watching Weak compared to Artoria, but there is no slight injury.

The final battle finally started between this pair of princes who were not fathers and sons but had a closer relationship than fathers and sons. There was no room for them to keep their hands. Artoria understands very well that the only way for Modred to be freed is to beat her!

At this moment, skills, equipment, and physical quality are no longer the key factors, and only one fight affects the victory of this matchup-fighting spirit.

The desire to win is the main factor that can bring them victory.

Oh--

At the end of the duel, almost at the same time, the swords of Artoria and Modred were inserted into each other's body at the same time.

One gold and one silver, and two swords, which also represent the supreme power, have now become the murder weapon that ends the other's life.

Wow--

Moldred who stabbed into the heart spit out a lot of blood, but even so she still broke the expressionless face like a mask, and smiled bitterly at her "father" Artoria.

"Father, I have never... hated you... sorry, let you down..."

"Mordred, stop talking... take a rest..."

"No... there is one thing I must say, be careful of Morgan! She, hates you so much!"

Mordred said that she seemed to have exhausted her last effort, and immediately closed her eyes and fell into the arms of Artoria, so she fell into a permanent sleep.

"Uh-"

Forcing the pain, Artoria removed the silver sword from his abdomen. Even if Mordred is manipulated by Morgan, she is still struggling to resist, and the last blow of Mordred is deflected, which is the blessing of her autonomous consciousness.

If it wasn’t Mordred who missed the sword in his hand at the last minute, then the Artoria might be dead now, instead of lingering on.

Death has never been so close.

Artoria lay on the hill of the sword fence, surrounded by the corpses of knights. Under such circumstances, Artoria actually had the idea of ​​not dying like this.

"Wang...you can't die like this!"

I don’t know how long it took. Artoria felt a familiar voice coming from her ear. When she opened her eyes again, she found that it was Bediwell standing in front of her, and he didn’t die.

"Bedwell?... I never expected to see you again!"

The unprecedented weakness is revealed in the voice of Artoria, and even Bediwell can’t believe it~IndoMTL.com~ The master of this voice turned out to be the famous King Arthur.

"It's alright, Wang! I'll take you to the doctor..."

Bidewell said that he wanted to bring Artoria to the warhorse and take it away from the battlefield.

But Bidewell's hand just grabbed one arm of Artoria and was firmly grasped by the other hand of Artoria.

"Bedwell!" The unprecedented strength of Artoria, at this moment, even made Bbedwell feel that the Artoria in front of him is no longer the person he saw. Her eyes are very complicated, as if she has experienced two lifetimes.

"Yes!"

By the order of such Artoria, Bidewell immediately responded quickly.

"Just just now, I had a dream... a dream that seemed very real..."

"You said dreams?"

"Yeah, a dream I have never seen before! Let me have a precious experience, such a dream is really beautiful!"

"Wang, please perform it again. Just be patient for a while, you will see the continuation of the dream..."

"Bedwell, complete my last command as king!"

"But, Wang..."

"Bedwell! Take my sword, cross the corpse-filled hill, cross the forest, go to the deep lake, and throw my sword down, this is my previous agreement with teacher Merlin ..."

Although Bediwell repeatedly asks Artoria to give up this order, Artoria losing his sword is equivalent to taking off the burden of being King Arthur and giving up his identity as King.

But looking at the tired Artoria, Bediwell, as the knight most considered by Wang himself, finally agreed to the Artoria order.

Putting Artoria in a calm woods, Bettier Zermatt ran towards the lake.