Altoria's thunderous move really shocked many people.
Bathed in the pitch-black mana storm, everyone stared at Altoria, who was releasing a frightening mana aura and had a grim expression. All of them struggled to maintain their bodies.
Of course, even those who were not targeted by Altoria's noble phantasm were in such a state, not to mention those who were directly hit by Altoria's noble phantasm.
The army of the solemn knights was forcibly dispersed. A part of them in the center of the torrent of light was directly destroyed, and those who were lucky enough to be in the periphery were all blasted around like garbage and smashed to the ground.
"Damn it!"
Modred retreated from the torrent of light and landed on the ground, but soon she couldn't help but kneel on one knee. The armor all over her body became tattered, and blood flowed from her limbs and forehead. It was conceivable that she suffered a lot under the attack of the holy sword.
If it weren't for Modred increasing her magical power to the maximum and using the enhanced Mana Release to release a large number of red lightning bolts at the last moment, and the armor on her body was also a rare noble phantasm with strong defensive power, the combination of the two offset a lot of the holy sword's power, perhaps Modred would have disappeared by now.
Of course, this was also because Mordred had taken the initiative to attack Altoria. The power of the Holy Sword was directed at her, and the others were only affected. Otherwise, the Knights of the Round Table aside, the solemn knights would have long since vanished into thin air, not even their shadows could be seen.
Under such circumstances, the situation of the other two Knights of the Round Table was much better than that of Modred.
"As expected of the King Arthur we once served. He is really powerful. I almost thought I was going to die just now. It's really sad."
Trystan held the harp in his hand, and invisible arrows circled around his body like a storm, blocking a lot of the aftermath of the torrent of light.
“.....”
Lancelot did not say anything. He had unsheathed the demon sword at his waist and held it in front of him. Smoke rose from his body, but he had successfully blocked the shockwaves from the holy sword.
The two armies clashed. Before the real battle had even begun, one side was already in such a sorry state.
Even the Knights of the Round Table did not expect such a situation, and their hearts were already in awe.
This was not the first time the Round Tables had fought against Altoria. They had arrived at this singularity half a year ago. Even if they did not encounter her ten times on the battlefield, they would definitely encounter her three or four times.
Therefore, the Round Table knew very well that although Altoria Alter was strong, she was not as strong as them, who received the blessings of the three Holy Grails.
But now, Altoria Alter had reduced the three Knights of the Round Table to such a sorry state with just one strike of the holy sword.
Why was this happening?
This was already clear at a glance.
"Is it all because of Chaldea's master?"
Lancelot, Modred, and Trystan all looked at Rozen.
There, Rozen stood quietly, as if he was outside the battle circle, as if it had nothing to do with him.
On the contrary, the emotions of the servants around Rozen were obvious.
Especially Jeanne Alter, who was cursing in exasperation.
"Is there something wrong with your brain? Cold-Blooded, violent woman! " Jeanne Alter shouted angrily, "Who would use their most powerful noble phantasm in the beginning? Even I was almost blown away, you know!? "
"Is that so?" "I didn't know you were so weak. It's just the aftermath of a little magic power, and it blew you away. And this is the result after you signed a contract with the master. I really don't know how weak you were before. No wonder you were captured and locked up in this place, you arrogant girl with a venomous tongue." Altoria said expressionlessly, "I didn't know you were so weak.
"Who's the vicious and arrogant woman …!?" Jeanne Alter became even angrier and said loudly, "Besides, the people who caught me were not your subordinates. They were all people you used to lead, right? I haven't even gotten even with you for the humiliation of locking me up in here instead of killing me! How did you find your subordinates? Stupid woman! "
"Unfortunately, you won't understand." Altoria Alter turned her head and glanced at Jeanne Alter, then said, "You're just a woman who only knows how to set fire to this and that on the battlefield. How do you know how to find talents and recruit subordinates? You'd better find your dragon and ride it. Look, there's a little guy in the corner who's secretly grinding his teeth. It's just right for you, sullen woman. "
"… Very well, it seems that my anger can finally be vented on someone this time. You should be ready, right? Flat-chested woman? "
"… I should be the one saying that. Although I didn't really care about gender issues when I was alive, since I was carrying out my duties as a king with the identity of a male, since you said so, I'll let you have a taste of the Holy Sword's direct attack, you lustful woman."
After saying that, Altoria Alter and Jeanne Alter looked at each other. Then, one raised the holy sword, and the other raised the demonic flag, ready to fight to the death on the spot.
This was not a joke.
One must know that these two were not people who could joke around. They were both servants of the evil attribute in the reversed state. It was natural for them to kill each other if they didn't agree with each other.
Therefore, when they saw Altoria Alter's holy sword shining with black light and Jeanne Alter's cursed flag burning with flames, everyone was really shocked.
"Please … Please stop! There are still enemies! "
Matthew hurriedly rushed up to stop them.
"Lord Rozen, what should we do?"
Serenity was at a loss and asked Rozen for help.
Rozen looked at the two of them and suddenly said such a sentence.
"By the way, Altoria, I remember that you are also the incarnation of the Red Dragon. It doesn't seem too good to let Jeanne ride the dragon, right?"
As soon as these words came out, the audience quieted down.
“.....”
“.....”
Altoria Alter and Jeanne Alter were silent.
Matthew and Serenity widened their eyes.
Chaldea's people hadn't reacted yet. Looking at this situation, they were all petrified.
Even the Knights of the Round Table had a stunned look on their faces. For a while, they didn't react.
There was an extremely strange silence on the entire battlefield.
Not long after, it was broken by the most impatient person on the scene.
"I say, you guys …"
Modred said angrily.
However, just as he spoke …
"Shut up!"
With the shouts of Altoria Alter and Jeanne Alter, the torrent of light and violent flames struck out.
The battlefield was once again ignited.
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