With the ability to transform, I am a judge.

These are special angels, a combination of 'angel and demon king', and the ones in Yang Li's hands are all of a level that has broken the upper limit, which is already exceptional.

"You've lost, Artoria the Lion King."

"..."

To stop the black pollen, Yang Li reached out and poked Artoria's cheek. The holy goddess looked a little disheveled at the moment, her solid armor corroded by the black pollen, revealing patches of snow-white skin.

Silver chains shot out from the holes and bound Artoria's limbs. She felt the divine chains tighten.

"Do whatever you want. I lost, and I won't deny it."

"Wait! You can't do anything weird, or else..."

Yang Li's blue eyes widened suddenly, his pupils turning heterochromatic. The real Artoria, who had been watching the battle and was speechless from being shocked by Yang Li's fighting power, suddenly popped up and tried to stop Yang Li from doing something strange.

After all, though she didn't want to admit it, this strange Lion King was undoubtedly another version of her. What if she were to do such and such things to her face...

Huh—!

Unfortunately, Artoria had 0% access to Yang Li's body. Yang Li was stunned for a moment, then a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes, as if to say, 'Why didn't I think of that?'

*Snap*, Artoria was forcibly logged off from spectating. Yang Li reached out his right hand and gently lifted the chin of the Lion King Artoria…

PS: 1. This is the second update today.

Chapter 661, Section 714: The Out-of-Control Rebellious Knight

"Yoshi yoshi~"

Artoria, looking like a salted fish, was completely out of sorts, lying there like a cat with a hand playing tricks on her head.

Like petting a cat, Yang Li touched the real Lion King, her slender, snow-white fingers gently stroking Artoria's head, her whole being reaching a state of serene composure akin to a sage's mode.

The spiritual origin reaction within her body was nothing short of explosive. From the perspective of the Knight King Artoria who had been watching the entire battle, seeing the Lion King Artoria bound by the [Chains of Heaven] and seeing her not resisting at all under the inhumane act of petting the cat, she was so ashamed that she was almost unable to react.

The Lion King Artoria and the Knight King Artoria experienced double the shame and double the pleasure, and Yang Li was completely satisfied.

After petting the big cat, Lion King Artoria couldn't recover for a long time. Her explosive embarrassment needed time to cool down, but Yang Li had no shortage of time, so he kept the [Eternal Miasma] open.

After a considerable amount of time, Artoria sat cross-legged on the spot, looking at Yang Li who was maintaining the Savior Blade not far away, and took a deep breath to suppress the shyness in her heart.

"I am one of the distortions in this singularity, won't you destroy me?"

As the Queen of the Dead who has lingered for 1500 years, and who established the Holy City with the Holy Lance, she is the greatest distortion in this world. The other one in the desert is slightly less distorted by the singularity.

Humanity is on the verge of destruction, and neither the Heroic Spirits nor Chaldea stand a chance against an existence of the Demon King's caliber. Therefore, she chose to preserve all the righteous souls in the world.

Solving this singularity wouldn't be difficult for Yang Li. He just needed to destroy the Holy City first, then go to Ramses II's location to retrieve the Holy Grail. With both sources of distortion gone, the Sixth Singularity could be considered resolved.

Even without using the Divine Savior Blade, it's simply a matter of choice for Yang Li.

"But I can't do that, because of a promise I made to a certain magician; I have to help him save his king."

The Knight King Artoria can get rid of Yang Li at any time and go to Avalon beyond the world; she is no longer obsessed with saving Britain.

Meanwhile, the Lion King Artoria is still confused. She needs someone to wake her up. Bedivere was originally chosen by Merlin and is the most suitable person to awaken Artoria. As long as she holds the Holy Sword again, the Lion King will be awakened.

This is the only redemption a weak knight, who has wandered the world for 1500 years, can offer...

"Merlin, he has finally done something befitting of the Grand Tutor."

The Lion King was stunned for a moment, then guessed the identity of the magician Yang Li was talking about, and uttered a sigh that was enough to bring Merlin to tears.

Merlin is essentially non-recyclable waste. That's common sense, my friend.

"I will resolve Goetia's crisis. Don't do anything that will hurt them anymore. The name of King Arthur is being shed."

"Well, it's not time for you to wake up yet. You can sleep a little longer. The person who can truly wake you up, your knight Xiao Bei, is still on his way... Just wait a little longer."

Artoria stared blankly at Yang Li with her azure eyes. She no longer remembered the knight named Bedivere.

The agony of being unable to die had numbed her, and the Holy Lance gradually transformed her towards divinity; she could be called the Lion King or the 'Goddess Rungomminiad'.

Reaching out to pat Artoria's head, Yang Li dispelled the [Eternal Prison of Miasma]. After the barrier disappeared, the distance between the two suddenly increased significantly. Artoria was at the gate of the Holy City, while Yang Li was several hundred meters away.

"Your Majesty! Are you alright?!"

Gawain and the others rushed forward, looking at Artoria standing at the doorway holding the Holy Lance, waiting for the king to give the order to pursue them.

They exchanged a glance from afar, and Artoria remained silent, simply turning and walking into the city. Gawain and the others were puzzled and had no choice but to follow the king into the holy city upon the subsequent order to withdraw their troops.

"Seriously, this is too much trouble. Please, Goetia, hurry up and come. Once you've finished, everyone can be happy and we can go home."

Muttering a low complaint, Yang Li hung the [Ice Blade Frost Sky] at his waist, slung the God of Slaughter Spear over his shoulder, and headed towards the lush mountain forest.

……

……

At the junction of the outskirts of the holy city and the mountains, Da Vinci put away the sports car, and they prepared to begin their trek to the chalk city to gather the necessary information.

Driving directly into the city would be too conspicuous, so walking is a safer option.

"We probably need to hurry. If the knight who was hit returns to the Holy City and recognizes us, the investigation plan will fall apart."

"Senior, I can already see the Holy City."

The sub-Servant possesses Servant-level physical attributes, and it is said that the Holy City is quite large, magnificent and awe-inspiring.

Gudako gazed at the scene for a while, then clicked her tongue in amazement. The grandeur of the Holy City was even more exaggerated than the Great Temple of Ramses II. Having already admired the Great Temple, she couldn't help but stop and admire it.

However, none of them noticed the strange change in Mashu. She stood frozen in place, staring blankly at the chalk city.

A flood of emotions welled up inside me—surprise, doubt, and so on—and my face turned somewhat pale.

"Hey! You guys, do you know what just happened over there?!"

An angry voice rang out from behind, and the three of them instinctively turned around to look, their expressions all changing considerably.

The flag was raised, and a large group of righteous knights were approaching from behind. The girl in the lead had already spotted them and came over ahead of time to question them.

'Holy crap, this reaction... is it really that exaggerated for a Servant... Mordred's Spirit Origin?'

Looking at Mordred, the Knight of the Round Table with his hair all frizzy like a mane, Da Vinci's detector almost exploded. This was a far cry from the reaction the detector had detected when they last encountered Mordred.

It was as if Mordred had leaped from a first-rate Servant of the Three Knights level to a level of strength almost reaching that of the King of Heroes...

"Answer my question! Could it be that you're the bastards who just caused trouble?!"

An incredibly arrogant smirk appeared on the female knight's face, and lightning, as red as blood and as black as ink, flashed. This Mordred was much more ferocious than the one Gudako had seen before, as if she had become a completely different person.

Mashu instinctively stepped to the front, raising her shield, a few beads of cold sweat appearing on her forehead.

No match for them!

With just a glance, Mashu knew that she was no match for the rebellious knight Mordred; his strength far exceeded her limits.

"Oh, this shield, it's... quite interesting."

"What a pity! Since you dared to disobey your father, your fate is to be killed by me, Mordred!"

Mordred grinned wickedly, pointing his sword at Mash, which was then wrapped in black and red lightning as he approached at a speed that Mash could not keep up with at all.

PS: 1. This is the first update today.

Chapter 662, Section 715: Mordred's Barrage of Noble Phantasms

The battle was almost one-sided; Mash was completely unable to withstand Mordred's full-force attack, even before the Knights of Justice had made a move.

After receiving the blessing of 'Out of Control', Mordred not only gained increased combat power, but also completely lost the restrictions on releasing her Noble Phantasm. The worst that could happen was that she would burn herself to death, which was nothing to Mordred.

With magic power unrestricted, the result was that Mordred's magical power release was terrifyingly powerful.

The black and red tangled magic lightning struck head-on, and Mash, who was holding the shield, staggered back a few steps, her hand gripping the shield going numb.

Mash is no match for Mordred; this is a fact that everyone understands. Even though neither of them has unleashed their Noble Phantasms yet, Mordred's strength is already very clear to everyone.

Matthew's swordsmanship is like that of a mad dog, pursuing victory with almost no defense. The amplification of his top-level magic power due to excess magic power would have made him a deadly victim if he were any other Servant of similar strength. Matthew's advantage is his strong defense.

Da Vinci's various inventions and almost every possible means were used to support Matthew's battle, but the situation still did not improve.

"We must find a way to break the deadlock, at least to find a way to retreat..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka was standing at the very back. The aftershocks of the battle affected her, causing her to fall to the ground. She hesitated for a moment, looking at the lines on the back of her hand, before preparing to use a Command Spell.

The next moment, something happened that made everyone's expressions change drastically. Mordred seemed to be getting impatient and unleashed terrifying magical power.

"Seriously, there's a limit to how stubbornly you resist!"

"Your head will be mine, Mordred's!"

With his Noble Phantasm unleashed, a crimson storm of lightning erupted, and Mordred, his magical energy surging violently around him, grinned wickedly as he gripped the greatsword, which was surrounded by lightning, tightly in both hands.

It was as if blood was truly dripping down. The greatsword, intertwined with black and red, was raised high by her, and its magic suddenly surged violently.

Mordred's hatred and anger towards King Arthur transformed into black and red lightning, unleashing an extremely fast-moving anti-army Noble Phantasm that brought unprecedented pressure to Gudako and the others. Mordred roared and slashed down the demonic sword in her hand.

"Rebellion against my magnificent father (Clarent Blood Arthur)!!"

The crimson lightning, like blood, roared and charged forward, shooting out in a straight line, its thick bolts tearing apart the surrounding scenery.

At the critical moment, the Command Spell was activated, and Mash, who received a large amount of magical support, looked determined and held her shield in front of her, directly meeting the roaring lightning. The shield shone brightly.

"Noble Phantasm, deploy...!"

"Imaginary Noble Phantasm Simulation / Foundation of Humanity (Lord Chaldeas)!"

The desire to protect those behind them transformed into a transparent curtain of light, tearing apart the light cannons that obstructed the surrounding scenery, but were blocked from being defended.

The lightning bypassed the barrier, splitting in two and piercing through the low mountain behind it. The billowing smoke and dust obscured Gudako's vision, and the collapsing rocks fell in all directions. The power of the highest-level anti-army Noble Phantasm was fully displayed in this strike.

Looking at the solid defense, Mordred was slightly dazed, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

"Not bad, you even withstood Mordred's attack."

"But with this little strength, how could he cause such a ruckus in the Holy Capital? Is there something wrong with Adinwen's brain?"