My obsession with role-playing seems to have distorted the world's aesthetic.

At this moment, the director's consciousness gradually transcended her arrogance. After being crushed, she completed the trial of arrogance. At the same time, she was ready to transform into Gaia.

Chapter 762: Isn't the code of the Knights of the Round Table a bit strange?

"It's no use!"

Solomon's voice rang out, and the director, who had used Gaia's power, still met with defeat.

Even with the combined power of Shazam (5-in-1) and Gaia (given by Earth's consciousness), she still couldn't gain the strength to defeat Solomon.

"Is this the end...? Is this the end of my life, Olga? I never thought I would die in a place like this."

The director, her magic power almost completely depleted, spoke haltingly, as if in a daze she seemed to sense the power of Gaia guiding her to offer up her last bit of strength.

In this situation... what else can I do?

His mind was filled with doubt, but the next moment the director's eyes lit up as he realized the true meaning of Gaia's power: "I need to regroup the troops! Is this the true power of friendship?"

At this point, apart from the director, Solomon, and Kirei Kotomine, whose neck was being gripped by Solomon's left hand, the rest of the people present no longer had the strength to fight.

"Are you kidding me? No matter how many ants like you come, it won't make a difference."

Olga, as punishment for disobeying me, who is God, I will make you watch helplessly as I slaughter all the members of Chaldea.

Solomon spoke with a wicked tone, then silently pointed his right hand to the sky, and in the next moment, one after another, pure white cross swords gathered around him out of thin air.

"Let's start with you, Mordred, go to hell."

As Mordred watched the cross-shaped sword array fly towards her, a hint of despair flashed in her eyes. Now that she had fought until her magic power was completely exhausted, she had no chance to resist.

"Goodbye, world, goodbye, Britain, goodbye... Father."

Mordred, facing her impending death, remained resigned to her fate. Recalling her father, who was once a young girl, Mordred felt that her response to the summons had been worthwhile.

My father in his loli form was a true gem of humanity! He was the best being in the world! The reason he turned out the way he did was all because of that bastard Merlin!

Mordred's false accusation now perfectly aligned with reality, and just as she was preparing for her eternal rest, a voice suddenly rang out:

"What are you still doing, Mordred? This is not the time to do something as weak as waiting to die. Pick up your sword and fight me together."

The old sword's voice rang out at that moment, and the next instant, the director spoke to Solomon in a weak voice:

"I am indeed no match for you, but the Vortex of Origin is so vast that there must be strong enough to deal with you."

"King Arthur, wielder of the Star Sword, let Solomon witness your power!"

The director fainted immediately after saying this, as the magic power summoned by King Arthur would have an immeasurable impact on her magic circuits.

The spell I learned from Gaia is so unbelievable that it seems impossible for a human to use. The director, who just communicated with Gaia in despair and learned how to summon the Star Holy Sword, now just wants to sleep.

The drain on her energy and the difficulty of the procedure had left her mentally exhausted.

"Arthur!"

Mordred's voice rang out, slightly excited, and at the same time, Xia Qing, who was temporarily playing Arthur, raised the holy sword in his hand and immediately convened a round table resolution.

The holy sword in his hand was not the real one, and the Round Table resolution was merely a fictional event achieved through images. However, the power of this attack was in no way weaker than that of the real holy sword.

The breath of stars, the torrent of aurora, the stream of light piercing the heavens and earth, the end that burns all things.

The director was filled with thoughts as he watched Arthur's attack, but unfortunately, even the Star Sword could not defy the power of the gods.

With a thought, Solomon conjured a white beam of light that clashed with the radiance of the Holy Sword. Faced with the white beam of light, the Holy Sword's radiance was forced to retreat.

"As expected, five seconds is still too short... If I only rely on the Star Sword, its power is completely insufficient to deal with this guy in front of me..."

In that case, it's time to use the ultimate measure passed down from the first Holy Sword Wielder, which can only be used once.

My spirit is on the verge of disintegration; I'm leaving the rest to you, Mordred.

Arthur spoke weakly, while Mordred, who already knew the man before him was the father of a parallel world, exclaimed excitedly, "Wait, what do you want to do?"

"Lord Mordred, such an attitude is not like that of a Knight of the Round Table. To always be calm and composed and to always maintain elegance is the code of the Knights of the Round Table."

Lord Mordred, you must surely inherit Pendragon's perfect spirit!

As the last sentence was uttered, the one summoned to this world by the director, who was actually King Arthur played by Xia Qing, transformed into countless blue specks of light and then gradually disappeared.

...?

Mordred looked somewhat bewildered. Wait, what was this "always be calm and composed, always maintain elegance" thing? He was a member of the Knights of the Round Table, so why had he never heard of this rule?

Wait a minute, speaking of which, this father seems to be the father of a parallel world, and is somewhat different from the father of my own world.

In that sense, it's not hard to understand why the Knights of the Round Table in that world are somewhat different from those in our own.

"This power is..."

The next moment, a flood of memories rushed into his mind, and Mordred's eyes lit up as he sensed those memories.

"I will inherit your will and restore the power of the first Holy Sword Wielder to the world... Father."

Mordred muttered to herself that the male version of her father from the parallel world was better than the one she had met before.

But speaking of which... the young father seemed quite nice, so why did he turn out the way he did later?

Hmm, the answer is obvious when you think about it. It must be Merlin's fault.

Unexpectedly, the father in another world didn't mind the things he had done that were so outrageous. In order to live up to that expectation, he should fight to the very end.

I have inherited the spirit of Pendragon, and now I will resolve this battle with elegance.

"That's enough!"

As Mordred pondered this, Solomon's attack arrived before him. This self-proclaimed God-king would certainly not allow such a threat to appear before him.

The power of the Star Sword is roughly one-sixth that of Solomon, who relied purely on the power of the Sequence.

I haven't truly ascended to godhood yet, and it would be terrible if those guys managed to gather the same amount of power as me.

Chapter 763: Saber, draw your sword!

The next moment, Mordred stretched out his right hand in front of everyone, and a ring appeared out of thin air.

After gripping the ring tightly, Mordred muttered to himself, "I understand now. How powerful this is. Is this the power left behind by the first Holy Swordsman?"

After saying this, Mordred, who was holding the ring in her right hand, stretched her left hand out to the left side of the space, and a card appeared out of thin air.

"Senior Orb, the first Holy Swordsman, and Senior King Arthur, the Holy Swordsman who looked back from the Age of Gods, please lend me the power of your Holy Swords!"

Integration and sublimation!

Mordred issued the declaration of the Debt King, and at that moment she felt an unprecedentedly powerful force flowing into her body.

"Is this the power of the Holy Sword Wielder who transformed into a giant of light to repel the White Giant God?"

Recalling the inherited information she had previously received, Mordred said that the three different powers—the magical crystal sun, the power of Shazam, and the newly created life of King Solomon—had all converged upon her.

Xia Qing had no intention of recreating the power of a Holy Sword Wielder in the short term, so he had no choice but to temporarily use the three powers that had already appeared as a substitute.

There's not much time left before I can break free of the broken consciousness. Now, I'll take the initiative to steer everything in my favor.

With this in mind, Xia Qing, playing the role of Solomon, directly confronted Mordred, who was now fully unleashing the power of the first Holy Sword Wielder that he had previously fabricated.

At this moment, Mordred had transformed into a giant of light whose height was completely different from that of a human. Xia Qing was already quite skilled at creating beings similar to giants of light.

Although these giants cannot compare to the real Ultraman, they should be enough to amuse the ordinary people in the Type-Moon world.

Mordred, who had transformed into Orb, began to fight Solomon, and the battle between the two, Earth and the Moon, soon came to an end.

"What power this is..."

Mordred gritted her teeth, her spirit almost breaking down from Orb's power. Even in this form, she still couldn't gain the upper hand against Solomon.

However, at that moment, Mordred suddenly found that her surroundings had changed, and she seemed to have entered a coffee shop with a decor style that was obviously different from her own era.

It is more advanced than the Holy Grail Wars I have participated in.

Mordred quickly made a judgment in her mind, and she also realized that she was no longer in that ridiculously high position.

"As expected of Solomon, who managed to escape from that man's clutches, even you, who borrowed the power of two generations of Holy Sword Wielders, are no match for him."

A young man's voice rang out at that moment, and Mordred, upon hearing it, immediately turned his head to look at the source of the sound, behind him.

Who are you?

Looking at the man in the khaki trench coat in front of him, Mordred questioned him with growing vigilance.

Faced with his questioning, Xia Qing, who had to play the role of someone who came to deliver a cheat code, casually said, "As for me... I am Kiryu Sento, the planner of the plan to eliminate Ultraman."

Oh, by the way, you don't need to worry, you're not one of my hunting targets.

My hunting target is the Kingdom of Light in the M78 Nebula—damn, no, the plan to destroy the Wheel of Light in the O50 is not my responsibility.

Hearing Kiryu Sento's leisurely voice, Mordred remained vigilant: "So, what exactly do you want from me that you called me here?"

To the question about Kiryu Sento's appearance, Xia Qing calmly replied:

“I have said that I have no ill intentions toward you. I only called your soul here to give you something.”

Mordred, who didn't quite believe it, didn't choose to refute it directly. Looking at Kiryu Sento, she asked softly, "What are you talking about?"

"Something that can help you get out of your current predicament. The owner of that thing was once a holy swordsman on Earth."

Kamen Rider Solomon is the one whose owner has been relentlessly pursuing.

Upon hearing this, Mordred didn't believe it at all and casually replied, "Then please thank that kind stranger for me, but I don't need what you're talking about."

Upon hearing this, Kiryu Sento did not get angry but instead said calmly:

"The person who asked me to give this to you is the evil Ten Evil Blades, Kamen Rider Saber Touma Kamiyama. I don't want to offend him because of you."

You have to have this whether you want it or not. Just a heads-up, Solomon ended up in this miserable state because he refused that Mr. Mountain.

After saying that, Kiryu Sento and the coffee shop disappeared, as if everything he had just encountered was just a hallucination caused by exhaustion.

Before Mordred could even react after returning to the real world, Solomon suddenly kicked her in the back, and she began to plummet rapidly towards the spot she had come from.

In mid-air, Mordred chose to compress his current form to the size of an ordinary person in order to better control himself. This was one of the abilities of the Holy Sword Utena Orb Power, which could only be used once by him.

With his various slowdown maneuvers along the way, coupled with subconscious angle calculations, Mordred ultimately met a shameful end, unable to slam his fist on the ground.

Meanwhile, Solomon, high in the sky, returned to the same spot. The group, who had finally had a chance to catch their breath, were plunged into despair upon seeing this.

Now there is no one left who has the strength to fight. Last hope has been lost, and human history will come to an end at this moment.