"Sir Mordred!"
After witnessing Mordred being knocked out by Charles Babbage at nearly the speed of sound, Mashu urgently retreated in front of Fujimaru Ritsuka while calling out to the repulsed Mordred. .
But before her words could be fully heard, a powerful and heavy attack followed by a tower made of steel slammed heavily onto Mashu's shield.
"Boom————!"
Following another dull thud, the ground beneath Mashu's feet spread into several meters of spiderweb-like cracks.
Matthew's arms were already paralyzed by the shock due to the blow, but Charles Babbage continued to bombard without any hesitation at a high speed that did not match his huge body.
Although the giant shield in Mashu's hand still showed no signs of being defeated, the cracking and collapsing ground beneath Mashu's feet revealed the fact that she had lost the initiative.
Blindly defending will eventually lead to a breakthrough.
It has nothing to do with personal strength or skills. Even if the heroic spirit who gave the spiritual foundation to Mashu personally defends here, without losing the initiative, his defense circle will eventually be broken through.
After all, the current situation is not that Mashu received the enemy's attack, but that the enemy deliberately attacked Mashu's defense.
And Mashu, who is tired of parrying, will eventually lose the opportunity under the opponent's flowing offensive, and will eventually miss the opponent's attack.
Even though Matthew could still deal with the attacks whizzing in front of him, he would not be able to stop Charles Babbage from suddenly attacking the Master behind him.
"It's not good to be fooled by the enemy's appearance, Your Highness Mordred, hehehe~"
Mephistopheles, who was floating in the sky, also saw all this and continued with a sarcastic smile:
"Although Master did not issue an order, even if it is a gift of personal benefits to me, don't underestimate the enemy this time."
Chains of flames appeared out of thin air around him along with Mephistopheles's words, connected with each other, and finally wrapped their ends around Mordred, who had just broken free from the rubble.
Mordred, who sensed Mephistopheles's intentions, was disgusted, but accepted the other party's arrangement.
"Cut the nonsense——"
"How impatient."
Mephistopheles shook his head helplessly, and then lightly snapped his fingers. Mordred, who was wrapped in flame chains, was like a stone on a slingshot. He rushed back faster.
"It's just a mass-produced product——————! If you want to be proud, at least change the original body! Launch a rebellion against my gorgeous father (Clarent Blood Arthur)!"
With the help of the devil, Mordred, who jumped higher into the air, did not give Charles Babbage a chance to seize the opportunity this time, and released his Noble Phantasm directly at the huge steam machinery in front of him. .
The surging magic beam mixed with blood-red thunder and lightning blasted towards Charles Babbage above the ground. Only at this moment can one find out from Mordred's appearance that she is similar to King Arthur. place.
"Hmph, are you really worthy of being the heir of King Arthur? Or maybe he is a copy of that king..."
Mephistopheles still kept irritating words coming out of his mouth, but in the short process of getting along with him, Mordred gradually learned to ignore this annoying guy and finally deliberately provoked others. Emotional words.
Charles Babbage's extension did not simply sit still and wait for death. The moment Mordred's Noble Phantasm was released, it raised the steel tower in its hand and prepared to block.
However, even with the epoch-making genius invention of Charles Babbage and the magic of the Holy Grail, the material that ultimately made up this huge steam machine was just the simplest and most ordinary steel.
Steel that can be easily broken and reshaped even by mortal strength and tools.
And the iron tower in its hand is not a magical weapon. Although the scale of the building seems out of place on the streets of London in the 19th century, the materials used for it have not escaped the shackles of this era after all, and are also just ordinary steel.
In the end, Charles Babbage successfully blocked Mordred's Noble Phantasm, but did not survive it.
To ordinary people, the hard and stable steel is not worth mentioning under the surging magic power. The power that can penetrate even the hills easily melts the steel, and also melts the shell, gears and core of the steam machinery.
In the end, like residual snow in the sun, Charles Babbage's extension disappeared in the blood-red flow of magic, leaving only the remains of the machine still on the ground and the mess of the surrounding buildings and ground still proving that it still existed. Pass.
"call……"
Mordred, who had lost count of how many times he had released his Noble Phantasm, was breathing heavily.
Maybe from the beginning she should not have been brave and suggested that the black guy with thorns should replace her.
But for some reason, Mordred didn't want to show weakness in front of that guy.
Imagining the slight disdainful smile on the lips of the knight in heavy black armor, Mordred took a deep breath and stabilized his already exhausted spirit base.
The dense fog once again spread its tentacles, clinging to the surrounding ruins and cracks in the ground, clinging to the armors of Mordred and Mashu, and finally entering their bodies with their breath.
The possibility for ordinary people to survive in such an environment can no longer be described as close to zero.
It's something that doesn't exist at all.
However, even though the long night has passed, dim lights are still flickering in the houses behind the fog.
"Sorry to trouble you, Lord Mordred."
Matthew, who knew exactly how long Mordred had been fighting in the past day, thanked Mordred in this way.
"Let's wait until everything is resolved before we talk about this - at least pull out the real body of this iron lump, right?"
As Mordred spoke, he kicked away the mechanical debris left on the spot and looked at the huge holes exposed after the steel structure of the subway station was destroyed.
"If what Frankenstein said is true, there are a lot of clones of this level in London. It's too early to relax now."
After finishing speaking, standing in front of the pothole leading directly to the London Underground, Mordred turned to look at Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"We don't have time to rest, Master."
Looking at Mordred's eyes without any hesitation, Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded.
Even now, she still couldn't imagine that Charles Babbage, who was supposed to be a human partner, would now be fighting against them, but it seemed that there was no other way but to defeat him.
Why did the King of Steam, who single-handedly created this era, choose to stand on the opposite side of mankind?
This question may only be answered by asking him himself.
At this time, in the underground tunnel, the noisy sounds of steam surging and gears turning were heard again.
And the harsh sound of steel scraping against each other.
Mordred was right, it was far from the time for them to rest.
Turning to look at Mephistopheles, who had returned to the shadows beside him at some point, Fujimaru Ritsuka said:
"I have one more favor to ask of you, Mephisto."
"It's up to you, Master~"
Still wearing that weird smile, Mephistopheles got into the underground railway tunnel before everyone else.
