Bindu flew out and hit a huge rock wall, leaving a large blood stain on the rock wall. Then he fell heavily to the ground, his body twitching visibly to the naked eye.
But he was still struggling, standing up on his knees, holding his waist, looking ferociously in the direction of Mordred, who was flashing red thunder, breathing heavily.
A huge gash was cut in his waist, as if his whole body was about to be broken into two pieces.
"Uh-huh. Uh-"
The severe pain did not cause Bindu to cry out. What caused him pain was Mordred standing there.
The huge wound on Bindu's waist was replaced by a bloody hole in Mordred's abdomen.
Blood flowed turbulently outward from the hole through which the scene behind could be seen, and flowed to the ground along Mordred's silver-red armor.
The injuries the two Knights of the Round Table inflicted on each other were equal to each other.
"Uh" A feeling of weakness came, and Mordred's body couldn't help but fall down, half-kneeling on the ground like Bindu. The red thunder on his body flashed and extinguished, and his scarlet pupils trembled, and he didn't know why. The redness of the berserk blessing is still red for the same reason as Bindu.
"As noble as you are, will you fall to this level? Mordred?" Bindu's swaying internal organs could be seen clearly in the wound on Bindu's waist, but this level of pain was far inferior to that of fighting against each other.
"I just want to stand more firmly by my father's side this time, Uncle Bindu. Uh-"
Buzz——
Mordred did not look at Bindu, or in other words, she was afraid to look at Bindu's expression at this time.
The magic power began to surge again, and even crazier magic power had already climbed onto Mordred's body.
Red thunder splashed out from her spirit base, blasting the surrounding ground black. Her knees left the ground, and her hand holding Clarent tightened again.
".You and I have made our choices, Mordred."
Brown hair hung down, covering Bindu's eyes. He spoke tremblingly, and the blood from the corner of his mouth dripped down his chin. Although he had no feeling in his lower body due to the huge wound on his waist, Bindu still stood up.
Half of his body was stained with blood, and the thorn in his hand touched the ground. A pool of bright red soon appeared on the dust.
Bindu's eyes also turned bloody.
"I won't let you make any more mistakes here, even if you have given up your dignity as a knight."
The sword was pointed forward, Bindu's voice remained firm.
"The village is full of innocent people. If we want to attack, the only possibility is for me to withdraw!"
Hassan Baimei looked at the knight standing there, blocking the front of himself and the entire West Village, and his movements slowed down a little while fighting the flying dragon knight.
knight
The number of Hassan is already very small. The strength of these Hassan does not seem to be very high, and they can even fight against the Dragon Knight.
But there were hundreds of flying dragon knights brought over by Mordred, and several of them flew to the village. Several Hassan even returned to the village to deal with the flying dragons.
"hateful--"
Hundred-faced Hassan roared angrily.
If it were just a knight, she wouldn't be afraid at all, but there is a word for "riding" in knight.
A knight who rides something can take full advantage of the knight's advantages, at least for knights with average strength.
And these solemn knights are riding flying dragons.
The combat effectiveness of every knight riding a flying dragon is equivalent to that of a weaker servant. Although it is weaker, it is still a servant.
Bindu glanced back and gritted his teeth.
Although the words were beautifully said, I must have almost reached the end of my strength.
Mordred possesses the violent [Blessing], and it is difficult for his attacks to break through her defense. Sometimes he even has to fight for injuries in order to be able to launch a truly effective attack, but that comes at a price of his own. I have already suffered such a price, and I probably won’t be able to bear it a second time.
What should Hassan do if he can't stop the dragons' attack?
Pain and weakness came together, causing Bindu to involuntarily tighten the sword in his hand again, staring at Mordred intently.
Boom boom boom——
The berserk protection has been almost completely driven by Mordred. Just like on the city wall of Camelot that day, madness was about to envelope the knight in front of him.
Bindu think of a way, Bindu.
Think of a way to stop this pathetic knight in front of you, this lovely junior.
Blood and sweat flowed along the outline of Bindu's armor.
He closed his eyes and opened them, and what he saw was Mordred roaring like a wild beast. The red thunder was carrying violent magic power, sweeping around crazily.
Everything in the world seemed to slow down. Bindu wanted to raise his hand to block the red thunder rolling towards him, but...
My hands don't have much strength anymore.
Not only blood, but also magic power flowed from his body.
Chi Lei should be able to barely carry on this time.
Bindu predicted.
But, what about the sword blade after the red thunder?
The sword blade that was enough to smash his weak spirit base into pieces was probably impossible to stop.
But, if it were to be chopped on oneself, at least it would be better than being chopped on the village behind, right?
Besides——
I may not really be able to avoid or block it!
Trying his best to lean to the side, the red thunder swept along the edge of Bindu's body without touching Bindu's body.
Lift the straight thrust upward, place the wrist of your left hand against the sword, and then use all your strength together——
Push up!
Ping——
boom--
Bindu blocked the sword, but was forced to kneel on the ground on one knee. The wound on his waist once again exploded with blood due to the huge force it withstood.
Mordred and Bindu looked at each other.
What remains in the eyes of the two people is that one is crazy and the other is also crazy.
Put this bastard—
Block here! ! !
Boom boom boom——
The explosive magic wrapped around Mordred's body again, including Clarent, and Bindu's straight sword was visibly shaking.
It can't be stopped, Bindu and Mordred both know this.
But, we still have to block——
"No, I have to help him -" Hundred-faced Hassan gritted his teeth and killed the dragon knight completely, then jumped vigorously and ran towards Bindu and Mordred.
Although the fact that he was a knight made her feel uncomfortable, he was fighting for Nishinomura now. If he was allowed to die here——
However, before Bai Mian Hassan could continue to think about it, a huge change suddenly occurred.
call out--
Boom boom boom boom————! ! !
An incredibly huge arrow shot straight over, and then——
Nailed directly on this mountain wall.
(End of chapter)
