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Chapter 168 Escaping Jerusalem

Silence, silence...

Somber, somber, somber...

The sun in the desert is about to set completely.

The crimson sunset illuminated the faces of all the knights present in a brief moment, and the swaying light and shadow revealed the distinct expressions on their faces. At this moment, the two groups of knights with different stances were in two different positions.

They looked at each other, staring intently, and gripped their weapons tightly.

The Knights of the Round Table were grieving the impending fratricide and were reluctant to act, waiting for both sides to make their final preparations.

For them, this brief silence will also be their final farewell.

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

Suddenly, an untimely voice broke the final silence without hesitation, shattering the silent farewell between the Knights of the Round Table.

Even Agravwen, known for his iron-fisted nature, was startled by this shout.

He raised an eyebrow and then turned to look in the direction from which the source of the noise came.

Enemies meeting are bound to be filled with hatred.

A beam of crimson lightning shot up from the ground, gathering into a torrent that ruthlessly blasted towards Luo Wei.

Unsurprisingly, the one who broke the silence by launching the first attack was Mordred, who had been fooled by Rowe like a fool and then given a good beating.

Compared to the psychological burden of the other Knights of the Round Table killing each other, she felt no burden whatsoever when she killed Lovi.

All the anger that had been building up was finally released here.

As the surging crimson lightning swept towards him, Luo Wei's expression remained unchanged, but the attention of the other knights beside him was drawn to it.

"A saint!"

"Moses!!"

"Get out of the way quickly!!"

Kay, Percival, and Bose, who were standing nearby, all spoke with anxiety.

Clearly unaware of the situation, they couldn't understand why Mordred would suddenly unleash her Noble Phantasm on Lovi, who had nothing to do with these matters.

"Go to hell!!!"

However, Mordred, seeing that the sneak attack was about to succeed, didn't care about anything else.

All she wants now is for Luo Wei to die! Or for him to beg for mercy, and if he's willing to lick her shoes, she might spare his life.

"The human body is on top, and the soil is below."

Just as the dazzling crimson light was about to engulf everything, Luo Wei's "Execution of Light" was activated again. However, due to the definition of a Noble Phantasm and the fact that light cannons are too broad and vague, he did not stand still to take the hit. Instead, he sank his body into the ground the instant before the light cannon arrived.

—Boom!!

With a deafening roar, Mordred's light-based Noble Phantasm, "Rebellion Against My Magnificent Father," mercilessly obliterated the entire ruins where Rowe had just stood. Rowe's figure had long since vanished, leaving only a wisp of white smoke and a sky full of dust.

Seeing this, Mordred grinned smugly and mocked without any politeness, "Hmph, is that all you've got? If you hadn't used those petty tricks to ambush me, you would have been dead long ago!"

"Moses!!"

Upon seeing this, the most devout Bose and Percival showed expressions of horror.

They simply couldn't believe that the saint on whom so much hope had been placed had left so easily.

"What? Moses!"

But upon hearing this name, Agravan's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly reminded Mordred, "Don't be careless, he can't die so easily!"

"Huh?"

Mordred was slightly taken aback, clearly not quite understanding what Agravivan meant, but the next moment, someone forced her to understand the meaning of the sentence.

"—Wheat flour on top, human body on the bottom."

Suddenly, Luo Wei's figure emerged from another part of the ruins, and his fingers and incantations arrived. Then, even the ruins of the entire holy city beneath their feet began to shake violently.

"What...what's going on? Is this your Noble Phantasm?!"

Mordred looked on in astonishment, then turned to Lovi, assuming that Lovi had unleashed his Noble Phantasm.

However, instead of answering, Lo Wei waved his raised finger at her.

In the blink of an eye, to Mordred's astonishment, an enormous wheat flour blade rose from the ground beneath the Holy City, its size so great that it stretched for hundreds of meters, and like a giant millstone, it swept directly toward Mordred and the Knights of the Round Table beside him with unstoppable force.

"Get out of the way quickly!!"

At that moment, Agravwen behind him immediately roared in anger.

He could sense the immense power of this enormous blade made of wheat flour; not only him, Mordred's intuition was also pounding wildly.

She realized that if her body was struck, it would definitely be cut in half at the waist.

We absolutely have to get away from this!!

This Noble Phantasm possesses a general special effect!

"—Binding Chains Severed, Overwhelming Lake Light (Aroundight Overload)!!"

"—Excalibur Galatine, the Sword of Victory!!"

Faced with this overwhelming and devastating attack, Lancelot and Gawain, the strongest among them, naturally dared not hold back and immediately unleashed their Noble Phantasms to defend themselves.

Meanwhile, Kai and the others standing on the other side were completely stunned by Luo Wei's opening attack.

Bose and Percival, in particular, exclaimed that this was the power of the Holy Moses!

This immediately put the opposing Knights of the Round Table on edge, and they might even be able to suppress them. They had a chance of winning this campaign against the Lion King!

"Stop staring, knights, retreat now!"

However, Luo Wei, who unleashed this devastating attack, was not as optimistic as they thought. He quickly retreated and immediately came between the four of them, coldly announcing a retreat.

Despite the stunning effect of his attack, it was the result of his prior planning, taking advantage of the terrain.

Because wheat flour is a sacred and essential item in Christian rituals, it would naturally be abundant in the ruins of the Holy City of Jerusalem. He had personally confirmed this crucial point during his wanderings, which is why he was able to unleash a hundred-meter-long Heavenly Blade directly within the Holy City.

Furthermore, although his strike could easily tear apart any flesh, it could only represent tearing apart flesh. Clothes and armor could be considered as flesh being cut off, but weapons and treasures could not.

This means that at best, its scale and destructive power may seem intimidating, but it can still be blocked by the opponent.

call out! !

Boom—!!

The two top knights unleashed their Noble Phantasms simultaneously, and to their astonishment, the hundred-meter-long white blade, which posed a life-threatening threat to them, was instantly shattered by the beam of light and the blade upon contact, turning into a cloud of white dust that filled their vision.

"Is this... an empty shell?"

"How could it be so fragile?"

The two men looked puzzled, bewildered by the strange attack.

Mordred turned around and yelled, "You really are a paper tiger! How dare you try to scare me with something like this? You're dead!!"

Seeing Mordred and the others return, Rowe knew he couldn't delay any longer.

"Come with me now!"

Even if we kill these guys here today, it won't help. The Lion King is coming back, and the Demon Lionheart should be arriving soon too. Continuing to delay will only lead to a deeper entanglement. We must leave now.

"No, isn't our mission to overthrow the king?"

The most straightforward of them all, Gahris, was clearly unwilling to leave.

Bose and Percival were also hesitant; they were still hoping for a counterattack.

Luo Wei said in a deep voice, "The Lion King is about to return, and she holds the Holy Grail in her hands. If we fight rashly, we will be at a great disadvantage. Don't retreat yet. We will find an opportunity to counterattack later."

"But……"

“No buts, Gaheris! Your thinking is far too naive. Remember, as long as you're alive, you can always fight another day. Sometimes running away isn't cowardice, but a way to launch a better counterattack. If you lose your life so easily, you won't be able to save your king.”

"Love said in a cold voice, his tone leaving no room for argument," he said.

"Yes, Your Majesty..."

At that moment, not only Gahris, but also Percival and Bose, who were standing nearby, understood the meaning and stopped insisting.

Kai nodded directly: "Saint, we are willing to follow your orders. We will retreat first."

Although he also wanted to launch a decisive battle, they were outnumbered and outmatched. Even though the Saint was on their side, the Lion King was about to return.

Putting aside whether the Saint can defeat the Lion King, they can't even hold off the other Knights of the Round Table. If they really continue fighting here, they will be the ones who drag the team down.

Although Gaheris was straightforward and naive, he was very obedient and often listened to the advice of his seniors in the Knights of the Round Table. Therefore, seeing that everyone had obeyed Lovi's arrangements, he naturally had no objections and decisively came to Lovi's side to prepare for the retreat together.

Seeing this, Luo Wei was fairly satisfied.

If these four truly fight to the death and refuse to surrender, all he can do today is take the opportunity to kill Mordred and the other Knights of the Round Table, and then flee alone.

It seems they haven't lost their minds yet, and the name Moses has indeed been very effective.

Upon seeing that Kai and his companions wanted to flee Jerusalem with the saint Moses, Agravan, standing behind them, looked anxious.

They need to eliminate Kai and the others today to be satisfied. If they are allowed to escape, who knows what kind of disaster will follow.

Moreover, Agravan was inwardly cursing why the legendary saint Moses had been summoned and had managed to lead the other Knights of the Round Table and make the right decisions in such a short time.

But at this moment, there is no other way but to try our best to catch up.

"Don't even think about running, Kai!"

"You can't escape!!"

"If you're still a Knight of the Round Table, then come back and settle things with me!"