Ex-Machina in Dimensional Travel

Seeing this, the knight hurriedly tried to remind his companions.

But just as he was about to shout out the words, he was stopped by the fishy liquid that surged up his throat again.

Another ball of blood vomited out of his mouth, but before it hit the ground, it was evaporated into the air by the scorching sun hanging above Gawain's head.

In just a few seconds, Gawain had already prepared his attack. A terrifying amount of magic power gushed out from the flaming sword, allowing the two Knights of the Round Table present to directly predict the power of this blow.

That is the power of the Noble Phantasm that belongs to Gawain himself!

Just like before, this fake "Gawain" once again raised the equally fake Holy Sword of the Sun and unleashed his Noble Phantasm on the gravely ill Tristan.

And up to now, the opponent has not only directly demonstrated the imitation of the three round tables, but also continuously released the treasures belonging to the three round tables.

There is no limit to the magical power, which is almost enough to overwhelm everyone.

Lancelot couldn't understand why such an enemy suddenly appeared in the holy city, nor did he know what the other party's purpose was in suddenly appearing here.

After all, he was able to directly and comprehensively suppress the Knights of the Round Table and others, and he was able to create this false illusion that completely imitated the appearance of the Holy City without anyone noticing.

If they were a person who already existed in this world, they would not have waited until now to launch the attack.

"!"

Suddenly, Lancelot grasped the key words in his doubts.

[When the stars of a foreign land shine brightly, cracks appear in the Baiya Alliance, the king's glimmer of light is covered by dark clouds, and the tower of divine trust collapses.]

These are four verses with a "prophetic" nature that suddenly appeared not long ago.

Its content implies that the "royal power" will collapse due to the arrival of foreigners.

Therefore, after learning about this prophetic poem, the Knights of the Round Table also began to pay special attention to the existence of possible strangers.

And this "stranger" is not someone from another place in the conventional sense.

This enemy, whose abilities and strength far surpassed anything they had seen before, was obviously the "stranger" they had been paying special attention to.

This also explains why the other party suddenly broke into the holy city today and set up such a powerful illusion in it.

The strength that could defeat him and others head-on also perfectly matched the poem that led to the collapse of the royal power.

Lancelot's body trembled suddenly, and he wanted to get this news out.

But his body had been exhausted from the long-term support. Now, he had to use up all his strength just by relying on the Noble Phantasm.

His own situation was already critical, and Tristan's was even more grim. Facing the attack from the Noble Phantasm that was about to be swung, judging from the latter's current condition, he was also in imminent danger.

Xuul looked at Tristan, who was still trying to pull the strings in resistance, with an extremely indifferent look.

"A question: would a loyal knight allow the 'King' he follows to stray from his original course?"

He did not swing the sword in his hand, but suddenly repeated the question he had asked Gawain before.

Although his tone was calm, as if he was just chatting normally, the Noble Phantasm that was suspended above his head and ready to be launched turned this seemingly calm question into a "forced interrogation".

It feels like "If you don't answer, I'll chop you down."

He just wanted to hear what the other members of the round table thought of the "King" in his current state, as for this treasure he had prepared.

Well, it’s the same if you ask first and then cut.

"Ah……"

When Xiuer, who looked like a Gawain, asked this question, the two people at the round table were stunned.

As if he had seen something strange, even Tristan opened his golden eyes that had been closed until now. However, just as he opened his eyes, Xuel detected a serious wound in the other's eyes.

It was obvious that the knight's eyes had suffered serious damage and his vision had been greatly impaired.

I just don't know why, even though he is a Servant, he doesn't choose to treat his eyes.

Of course, that's not the point.

Xiuer saw that the emotion in the other person's eyes changed from surprise at the beginning to anger.

Asking this question to his companion's face, and even using such an emotionless tone, every move of the enemy made him feel physically and mentally uncomfortable.

But this was a break deliberately given by the enemy, and he had no choice but to continue the topic in order to recover the huge amount of physical strength he had consumed.

"Yes... The king I was loyal to has strayed from his original path..."

Tristan suddenly sighed as if he had recalled something.

The words he said also acknowledged what the other party said.

"But so what? As the King's 'Knight', I must follow in His footsteps!"

When asked the same question, a Knight of the Round Table named Tristan gave an answer that was almost identical to Gawain's.

Xiuer didn't feel bored about this. After all, although the meaning was similar, he could also read from it that it was different from Gawain's "die-hard loyalty".

"Even for this, are you willing to kill your former companions and innocent people?"

At this moment, Lancelot on the side suddenly had an obvious reaction to Xuer's words, and his body couldn't help but tremble a little.

The previously calm and composed face was suddenly filled with confusion and remorse.

Although Xiuer didn't see it, he still detected the physical reaction of the Knight of the Lake.

"It seems that Your Excellency knows a lot of things."

"..."

Tristan said this in surprise, his brows furrowed in pain all over his body.

"But isn't this as we should be? As the King's knights, the King's 'Swords,' we follow the King's will."

Tristan suddenly became agitated, as if he was explaining the truth, and there was no trace of regret in his words.

It can be seen that as long as it is the king's will, he will not hesitate even if it means turning into a butcher's knife to swing at his companions.

However, his complacent and cold-blooded butcher-like personality is completely different from the sentimental "Son of Sorrow" in the legend.

"Yeah……"

Xiuer nodded. He didn't care about Tristan's strange behavior.

It would be better to say that he had already known the reason for this anomaly when he was inquiring about the other party's intelligence.

Just like Gawain before him, as one of the Round Table who also followed the king, Tristan was also granted "protection" by the king.

This is the blessing of "reversal".

This protection was the direct cause of Tristan's misunderstanding with everyone he had met.

The effect is to completely reverse Tristan's characteristics, including but not limited to transforming his personality into cold-blooded cruelty.

Unlike Gawain's protection, which greatly enhanced his abilities, Tristan's protection, in Shul's opinion, did not provide any "panel" enhancement, but only avoided "weaknesses."

"I am deeply saddened. You, who can restore my appearance and even my powers, still cannot understand the beliefs of us Knights of the Round Table."

"As expected, he's just a 'fake' who only dares to wear someone else's appearance."

"..."

Faced with Tristan's sudden slander, Xuel was not annoyed, but deliberately gave the other party time to rest, and turned his head to look at Lancelot behind him.

You know, he was still holding the sword high at this time, and he was still maintaining the appearance of Gawain, so that with such a strong body doing such a movement, he looked a little funny.

But the treasure on the head was not fake, and the magic power it continuously emitted made it impossible for anyone present to underestimate it.

"..."

Xiuer didn't say anything, but stared at Lancelot's face with his blue eyes.

The meaning is self-evident.

"..."

Lancelot didn't say anything, but his expression was really embarrassed at the moment.

Xiuer could see that it was not caused by physical pain.

It seemed as if the other party had something to hide, even though the two people at the first round table had given straightforward answers with similar meanings.

Why is it that I am stuck here?

"Lancelot, could it be you!?"

Tristan naturally noticed his companion's hesitation, and he could understand it. After all, even if he received the protection and his personality was reversed, he would still have his previous personality and his previous memories.

"..."

Facing Tristan's gaze, Lancelot quickly turned his head away.

Seeing this, Tristan's face became embarrassed.

I just said that as the king's Knights of the Round Table, you should follow the king's will.

But the next second, his companions sang a different tune.

Who can bear this?

"...?"

Seeing this, Xiuer was curious. Lancelot's reaction was indeed a bit strange.

The other party's silence undoubtedly gave an answer different from that of the other knights. Even if he did not reveal it, it was still noticed by the two people present.

But no matter how curious he was, he already knew the answer and was not going to waste any more time.

Putting the situation of the purple knight aside, Xuel withdrew his gaze and continued to face the other knight.

"proposal……"

boom--! ! !

Just as Xuer was about to say something else, a dazzling golden light burst out from the tower of falsehood in the distance again.

The sudden change immediately interrupted his speech and immediately attracted the attention of several people present.

In the sky, a figure wrapped in a golden sphere flew backwards and crashed outside the city gate.

Accompanied by the shining golden light.

The false sky that was still in daytime suddenly cracked, and the crimson sunset glow suddenly appeared in the eyes of several people. The real setting sun light also shone on this false land at this moment.

Xiuer stared blankly at the broken sky, his eyes following the flying figure the whole time.

"That is……"

Bedivere?

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Chapter 29: Mutation

Bedivere?

There is no doubt that the golden sphere is Xuul's power.

He looked at the figure held in the golden sphere, his eyes quickly contracted, and he focused and magnified the image in his eyes.

As expected, the figure in the spherical shield was Bedivere, who had separated from him earlier and went alone to confront the existence on the throne of the high tower.

In fact, before the golden light that tore through the sky appeared just now, Xuer's body information received the signal triggered by the device.

In fact, most of his creations have automatic defense functions.

It will automatically detect "attack" and then make a defense, and at the same time of triggering, it will directly remind Xuer.

The device that was triggered by the attack was the small cube, or the [Micro Space Transfer Device], that he gave to Bedivere.

But in Xuer's monitoring records, Bedivere, who reached the top of the tower in the critical zone, did not activate the device.

That is to say, when he was attacked, he was still within the critical level of Shuul.

There is no doubt that it is the work of the Lion King again.

Unlike the previous attack that only created a gap, this time the king used a blow that was probably more powerful than the previous one.

Even a huge wound was cut into the critical area above Xuul.

The real sunset spread over the false city below, dyeing everything red.

Invisibly, the "sun" above Xuer's head was made even brighter.