With the ability to transform, I am a judge.

Mordred, carrying the demon sword, muttered some annoying words about Ardyn, but her gaze was fixed on the orange-haired girl behind the barrier.

"It wasn't us... we just happened to be passing by."

A cough came from Fujimaru Ritsuka amidst the smoke and dust, clearly indicating that she had accidentally inhaled some dust and was feeling unwell. Mordred squinted.

As the stars twinkled in a foreign land, cracks appeared in the White Alliance.

The king's majesty is shrouded in shadows, and the tower of mythology crumbles.

"No, I haven't made a mistake. You are from Chaldea, and you are my target."

An outsider would destroy the current Holy City and cause the King to lose her prestige, something Mordred would absolutely not allow!

Gripping her magic sword tightly, Mordred suddenly rushed towards Mash (Galahad), who was slightly out of breath after the Noble Phantasm had ended, as the magic sword in her hand once again unleashed the full power of the Anti-Army Noble Phantasm.

Like crimson lightning stained with ink, Mordred slowly seeped into the air and rushed to Mash's side. He raised a ferocious laugh and swung his demonic sword down at Mash's body, releasing bursts of magical power in a beam.

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

"Grip his sword tight, Silver Arm (Switch On Agateram)!"

The silver-haired knight pulled Mashu away from her, who was unable to dodge in time, and extended his right arm, the golden light blade that extended out intercepting the surging lightning.

The lightning bolt was severed, and the pillar of light that shot into the sky released its impact. Mash was forced back to Dafinci's side, where a man named Lucius single-handedly stopped the extremely powerful Mordred.

He blocked a Noble Phantasm that should have been a fatal blow...

"You are, Bedivere?"

Mordred stared wide-eyed at his old acquaintance, who should have been no match for him, who had blocked his path with overwhelming power. Both of their Noble Phantasms were exhausted in the clash, and then Bedivere, swinging his right arm, forced Mordred back.

Her long silver hair fluttered slightly, and the overflowing lightning carbonized a section of it. Bedivere clutched her exquisite metal arm, her expression quite grim.

Taking a deep breath, Bedivere, having sacrificed his last bit of life to gain power, grabbed Mash, and Da Vinci immediately threw out what he had prepared long ago.

Flashbang.

The burst of white light blinded Mordred, and taking advantage of the opportunity, the four of them escaped into the nearby woods.

"Gurgle—Ugh!"

After traveling several kilometers, Bedwell swayed and nearly fell to the ground, a painful sound escaping his throat.

"Mr. Bedivere!"

"I, I'm fine. The most important thing now is to get out of here quickly. If Mordred catches up, I'm not sure I can stop her again."

Bedivere's face practically screamed weakness. Merlin had helped him overdraw his own strength to transform his dilapidated body into something comparable to a first-rate Servant. The price he paid was naturally high, and he couldn't hold on for much longer.

With his silver arm supporting him against a tree, Bedivere forced a carefree smile and strode to the front.

'We have to hang in there a little longer.'

Bedwell looked at his right arm and slowly clenched his fist.

PS: 1. This is the second update today.

2. To be honest, Beckham looks like a girl, and his looks are way better than Gao Wen's...

Chapter 716...

Today, I finally got to go out with my family for the first time since the pandemic. Plus, I was so tired from staying up late last night that I didn't have any manuscript to write, so I guess I'll have to postpone this...

Sorry everyone, it'll be late tomorrow. Wishing you all good health, immunity to all diseases, and happy families!

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Chapter 663, Section 717: Casually Planting Mo Zai in the Ground

Yang Li has always believed in so-called fate and destiny.

In order to get to the Hassans' gathering place as quickly as possible, she crossed the path directly and sped through the forest, thus avoiding encountering enemies on the main road and wasting time.

The situation of Camelot's team is unclear, and the whereabouts of the knight who can awaken the Lion King are also unknown, but he is most likely with Gudako and the others. This is only if Fujimaru Ritsuka has already arrived; otherwise, finding Bedivere will not be easy.

With his senses fully extended and his speed considerable, Yang Li spotted the fleeing people and the pursuing troops.

That messy golden hair, like a dog's head that had just been rubbed yesterday, made Yang Li subconsciously smile happily, but she quickly realized that she was wrong.

"Xiao Mo?"

"Who are you? Don't call me that in such a disgusting way!"

Mordred, who was chasing after Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others while carrying the Demon Sword, looked at the girl blocking his way with a disgusted expression, which made Yang Li slightly confused.

Did you bump your head?

Are you crazy?!

With a back-and-forth exchange, Yang Li confirmed the identity of the person in front of her. It wasn't her Xiao Mo, but probably the one from The Lion King.

Since that's the case, there's no need to show any mercy...

The smile slowly faded, Yang Li's right hand formed a claw shape with five fingers, and then he stomped his foot and rushed towards Mordred, like a black storm passing by. His super speed and the dust he kicked up made Mordred lose her target for a moment.

Suddenly appearing, Yang Li pressed a claw onto Mordred's head and forcefully knocked him to the ground.

Bang——! !

The sudden gust of wind made it difficult for everyone to open their eyes, and they stared in astonishment at the center of the storm.

"Wow, that's strong!"

"What terrifying power, possibly even stronger than Gawain's."

"The Spirit Origin reaction is also ridiculously strong, as if several Spirit Origins are superimposed..."

Not far away, a group of people who had stopped because of someone's help, including Fujimaru Ritsuka, Bedivere, and Da Vinci, all had the same expression: admiration and disbelief.

"Yo, it's been a long time, Ritsuka."

Yang Li turned around and greeted the last human master. Behind him were a group of bewildered knights and Mordred, whose upper body was buried in the ground.

Just now, everyone witnessed Mordred being driven directly into the ground by terrifying force. This is why Fujimaru Ritsuka and Bedivere exclaimed in surprise, as it was quite a visually shocking sight.

It was forcefully planted into the soil.

The blue and white traditional-style dress and armor, coupled with her gentle smile, made Fujimaru Ritsuka pause for a moment, and she and Matthew exchanged a glance.

"you are?"

"Miss Cang Yue?"

"Indeed, a remarkable companion has appeared."

Fujimaru Ritsuka, Mashu, and Da Vinci were all taken aback, their eyes all fixed on that long, silver-white hair, which had been dark blue the last time they met.

Yang Li nodded slightly, then turned and swept the God of Slaughter Spear in his hand. The scorching fire line swept across half of the mountain forest behind him. The explosion of the sun's fire blew up the soil and mountains, and the high temperature evaporated and distorted his vision.

All the Knights of the Righteousness were instantly killed. With his right hand holding the God of Slaughter Spear, he pulled the unconscious Mordred out and carried him on his shoulder with his left hand. Yang Li smiled slightly.

"Everything's settled. What's your next destination? Would it be convenient for me to join you?"

"Of course! Wow, you're going to mentor me!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka leaped forward and hugged Yang Li's slender waist, rubbing against her like a newbie begging to be taught. Mashu covered her face in embarrassment.

This journey to the singularity was extremely difficult. Right from the start, they encountered a powerful Servant from the Age of Gods and were also hit by the aftershocks of a Noble Phantasm that could affect the entire country of Egypt, making their fate truly unfortunate.

As for Yang Li's strength, Chaldea's records of her are still at the French Singularity, where she was a summoned, unowned, neutral Servant who could easily cleave a powerful dragon-type Servant with a single strike, and whose Noble Phantasm was absolutely exceptional.

The spear they had just encountered existed outside their memories, and its power was terrifying.

"Of course, no problem. I have a few companions who came with me. I don't know how they are doing, but fortunately, they are all reliable people."

"Are there other Servants with them? Who are they? Xuan Yue? Jiu Yue? Or Liu Xing?"

After flipping through the novel adapted from the history of ancient Ceylon (Atlantis), Ritsuka rattled off several names, which surprised Yang Li. She really wanted to say that she didn't actually know any of the aforementioned charlatans.

With her long hair tied up and her blue and white armor covered in magic, the golden-haired knight king appeared before them.

"It's changed..."

"!!" xN

Through the projection, Roman's expression changed, and he looked timid and wanted to slip away. He had already recognized who this was.

Ritsuka and Mashu, looking at Takeuchi's face, recalled the black king they had seen in the burning city during their first adventure, the reversed King Arthur.

At the very back, Leonardo da Vinci glanced at Bedivere beside him with a surprised expression, while Bedivere was stunned, his face displaying countless emotions, before he knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"Senior Bedivere?"

"...Sir Bedivere?"

With her eyes filled with turquoise, Yang Li chose to disembark, making room for Artoria who was sleeping in her spirit core. Then she pushed Artoria onto the stage.

Artoria, who had just woken up and was still somewhat dazed, was startled when she saw Bedivere kneeling on the ground.

"Sinful knight, Bedivere, we've finally found you!"

……

……

In the mountain forest, Gawain was cooking potatoes for dinner, sighing softly as he looked at the still wary people around him.

From the beginning, although they gained the approval of Arash and the Cursed Arm, they were still not accepted by the people because there were beings who looked exactly like them who had deeply hurt the people here and taken away their relatives, lovers, and friends...

Mordred was carefree and probably didn't care, but he was a little upset. To treat the people here, he specially made a dish with the potatoes he had brought.