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A crimson beam of light shot straight up from the shards of gemstone, instantly piercing a small hole in the night sky-like dome.

A hundred miles away, Morgan Lefebvre, who had been watching the tower's changes closely, saw the slender, blood-red beam of light shoot out from the top of the tower and immediately grabbed the handrail in front of him with excitement.

"We've finally waited for this moment! Prepare to teleport immediately!"

Five figures stood behind her, one of whom was Mordred, clad in silver armor and a horned helmet. The other four were completely covered in full black armor and stood silently behind Mordred.

Morgan Lefebvre held the crystal ball inlaid with a skull high in his hand.

As she moved, it was as if an invisible hand appeared, directly parting the dark clouds that shrouded Camelot year-round.

A soft ray of sunlight immediately streamed down from the sky and fell directly into the city of Camelot.

Caught off guard, the undead in the city were caught off guard, and many weaker undead, such as ghosts, turned to ashes on the spot. The survivors were also greatly weakened.

If the mutated creatures were to launch an attack at this point, the undead faction, which is in its weakest state, simply wouldn't be able to withstand it.

Unfortunately, the mutated creatures have been slaughtered by Xu Ming in the past few days and are also severely weakened, so they are no longer able to launch a counterattack.

Morgan Lefebvre seemed completely unconcerned about the severe blow his power had suffered.

She held the crystal ball high, then smeared blood on it, and began chanting obscure incantations.

hum!

A massive purplish-black magic circle suddenly appeared in the sky above Camelot, and a black beam of light shot up from the center of the magic circle, like a sharp sword piercing the sky.

A moment later, a black lightning bolt descended from the sky and struck the top of the tower, which was hundreds of miles away.

Chapter 691 The Great Filial Daughter of Britain

The magic circle at the top of the tower immediately activated, forming a huge pink protective shield at the top of the tower, resembling layers of flower petals stacked together.

The protective shield had just formed when black lightning struck down instantly.

click!

The unstoppable black lightning instantly pierced through the first layer of 'petals,' shattering the protective shield into countless sparkling specks like glass.

Then comes the second layer, the third layer...

With only two layers remaining, the black lightning seemed to be running out of energy and was locked in a stalemate with the protective shield.

The protective shield, which had been pierced by the black lightning, seemed to be slowly recovering.

Presumably, once the black lightning's energy is depleted, the protective shield will be restored to its original state in no time.

The situation seems to have returned to what it was before.

However, at that moment, a red beam of light shot out from inside the tower and struck the protective shield from the inside, echoing the black lightning above through the shield.

Even the strongest fortress can be easily breached from within.

At this moment, this statement seems to have been proven true.

The red beam of light resembled a steel needle embedded inside the protective shield; it wasn't particularly powerful, but it was extremely deadly.

With its help, the black lightning quickly found a breach in the protective shield.

Click!

The remaining two protective layers were instantly breached.

Amidst the fluttering pink 'petals', black lightning struck the top of the tower with tremendous force!

With a deafening boom, a large hole was blasted into the top of the tower.

"Success!"

Seeing that the protective shield that had hindered him for years had finally been broken, Morgan Lefebvre swung his fist forcefully.

"Let's go!"

She suddenly waved her hand, and a ghostly light instantly enveloped her, Mordred, and the others...

Inside the tower, after smashing the ruby, Xu Ming immediately led his men to hide far away.

He had already smashed the jewels at the top of the tower as instructed by Morgan le Fay, so it could be said that his greatest value was gone.

Morgan le Fay, that wicked woman, who knows if she might install self-destruct spells or something similar inside the gems to kill and silence witnesses.

You can never be too careful around a woman like the Black Widow.

The gem shattered, and shortly after the red beam of light shot out, Xu Ming heard a series of loud noises overhead. Finally, a deafening roar shook the entire tower violently.

Then, a pale blue light descended into the tower, and the figures of Morgan le Fay, Mordred, and others appeared in the light.

As soon as Morgan le Fay appeared, his gaze was immediately drawn to the tall figure in front of the throne.

The excitement and joy in her eyes were almost overflowing.

Judging from her expression, it looked like she wanted to devour Artoria whole.

"Artoria! My foolish little sister, did you think I couldn't find you just because you're hiding here!?"

Morgan Lefebvre laughed wildly, his eyes filled with madness, exuding a yandere vibe.

Xu Ming noticed that when Artoria, who had been very calm, saw Morgan le Fay, her expression finally showed a slight ripple.

Her brows furrowed slightly.

"Sister Wang."

His voice was faint, carrying a hint of indifference and detachment.

"you……"

Morgan Lefebvre was about to say something more when Mordred suddenly stepped forward.

"It's been a long time, Father."

Interrupted by the person he considered a tool, Morgan Lefebvre's eyes immediately revealed a strong sense of dissatisfaction.

She slowly raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

"Mordred, I don't remember raising you into such an impolite child."

His voice was incredibly cold.

Immediately, numerous eerie, blood-red patterns appeared on Mordred's silver-white armor.

But then an accident happened.

A loud cracking sound, like glass shattering, rang out, and the blood-red aura surrounding Mordred instantly went out as if a power outage had occurred.

Morgan Lefebvre's expression changed instantly.

"What did you do...? You broke free from my curse!?"

She suddenly realized something, and immediately reached out to take out the skull crystal ball, preparing to cast a spell.

But Mordred seemed to have been prepared all along.

Swish!

A flash of silvery light disappeared in an instant, and Morgan le Fay's arm, along with the crystal ball, flew out.

"You damned, unfilial son! Waaah!"

Morgan Lefebvre clutched his wound and staggered backward, his face filled with resentment as he looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in front of him, wearing a horned helmet.

Ignoring her curses, Mordred stepped forward and swiftly plunged her silver sword into her mother's heart!

Everything happened so fast that Xu Ming and the others, who were just watching from the sidelines, were overwhelmed.

How come they've already started fighting amongst themselves before they've even exchanged two sentences?!

Is it that exciting?

Even Artoria seemed surprised by how things had turned out, and was momentarily stunned.

Morgan Lefebvre's eyes were bloodshot, and his hands, stained with crimson blood, gripped his daughter's horned helmet like a wounded female beast in dire straits.

"You unfilial son! Why did you betray me?!"

A mocking laugh came from inside the horned helmet.

Mordred seemed utterly disdainful of answering the question, or perhaps he was expressing the idea that 'I can betray whenever I want.'

"Farewell, Mother."

With Mordred's cold words, she drew her sword.

Blood gushed out, and Morgan le Fay, his face filled with despair and resentment, gripped Mordred's armor, slowly sliding off her body, before turning into purple starlight and slowly dissipating.

In the moments before she disappeared, Morgan le Fay stared intently at his daughter, staring...

Those venomous and fierce eyes sent chills down one's spine.

But Mordred, being a dutiful daughter, turned a blind eye.

Not only did she ignore it, but even the figure they brought, dressed in black armor, remained motionless, like a statue.

At this moment, Mordred turned around, faced Artoria, and bowed to her in a knightly salute.

"Father, is there anything else you need?"

Artoria's brows seemed to furrow even deeper.

"Lord Mordred, what were you doing just now?"

Mordred answered matter-of-factly:

"As you can see, I am executing the traitor Morgan Lefebvre."

"Sister Wang is your mother, why...?"

Regardless of the dynasty or country, patricide or matricide is a grave crime, a stain that can never be washed away in one's lifetime.

But before Artoria could finish speaking, Mordred interrupted her.

"But she was also a traitor who betrayed the king. Was there anything wrong with me executing her?"

Artoria shook her head, a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

It was this slight disappointment that, like a fuse, instantly ignited Mordred's resentment and anger.

"Just as I thought, no matter what I do, you will never praise me, because you never had any expectations of me from the beginning, did you!? King Arthur!"