vncnus Chapter 93 is truly a grave sin, forcing me to unleash a killing spree.
Chapter 93 is truly a grave sin, forcing me to unleash a killing spree.
Chapter 93: My sins are truly heinous, forcing me to unleash a massacre (Seeking first subscription)
Although I really want to get to the bottom of this, now is clearly not the time.
The judge glanced at the castle, his eyes gleaming.
"It seems that the princess has already made her move. Although the law has been flawed as a result, it is still preventing us from taking action against her."
The three of them turned to look at Modi at the same time, their meaning clear.
Give me the authority.
Modi reached out and demanded power.
The three exchanged glances and each spoke:
"I give you the authority to judge, and you will be able to measure any evil with absolute fairness."
"I give you the authority to watch over all darkness, and you will be able to see the sin in the heart of anyone."
"I grant you the authority to punish; you will be able to punish all the wicked with fire and claws."
As soon as the three finished speaking, Modi felt himself gain some kind of power.
A power that seems to come from birth.
The presence of the red dragon's blood allowed these three powers to operate freely within his body.
Indeed, these three powers were derived from the Red Dragon King.
For a fleeting moment, Modi's heart fluttered.
He also wanted to do what Liu Bei did, borrowing Jingzhou.
However, his rationality abruptly applied the brakes, telling him that this was inappropriate.
The three of them could take back this power at any time.
"If she really is the Red Dragon Queen, then perhaps this matter can still be accomplished."
He glanced at Artorina.
The girl continued to gaze at the castle, her serious expression tinged with displeasure.
"Never mind... I'll go and reclaim my throne and my castle first."
He stepped into the blood and flesh mire, and the deathly aura of the Styx turned into mist, engulfing all flesh and tissue along the way.
A thick fog of deathly energy surged into the castle, and the monster army, hidden within the fog, resolutely advanced deeper into the city.
They walked into a long corridor, where the thick fog suddenly collided with the three knights and stopped them in their tracks.
"Besides us, there are only three heartbeats here, so how did you survive?"
Modi emerged from the mist, still holding a gun in one hand and a sword in the other.
Of the three knights before him, the one with the strongest aura spoke:
"My name is Lancelot. I am fortunate to have been chosen by the Queen to become a Knight of the Round Table."
After Lancelot finished speaking, the two knights beside him spoke in succession:
My name is Bose.
My name is Dagonet.
"You dare call yourselves by those three names?"
Artorina jumped out and started yelling, her face almost overflowing with anger.
There was a hint of sadness mixed in with it.
"...And who are you? When did you get there?"
Lancelot then noticed the presence of a young girl.
He merely curled his lip in disdain at Artorina's words, responding in this way:
"I defeated the others and took this title; the knightly duel has always been like this."
"If one's virtue is not commensurate with one's position," Modi said succinctly, "there will surely be calamity."
It was clear that the calamity they were about to face was the power he had granted through the Watcher, which allowed him to see all the sins of the three knights.
They should be sentenced to ten hangings, and that wouldn't be an exaggeration.
To his surprise, these were all sins that had only occurred recently.
In other words, before the princess appeared, they maintained the image of good people and did not violate the laws of Camelot.
"How could you have fallen so low so quickly? Or is it a rebound after hitting rock bottom?"
Modi asked casually, but he wasn't really interested in exploring those questions; he was only thinking about one thing.
That is, how to kill them.
The Dragon Slayer Spear was used as a starting move, sweeping towards the strongest rider.
There were no tricks involved, only power far exceeding that of a dragon.
Just before the spear blade struck his body, Lancelot raised his sword, attempting to deflect the spear with skillful force.
Boom!
He failed and was instead thrown against a pillar.
The heavy stone pillar snapped in two, but he continued to smash it into the wall with undiminished force.
"To use four ounces to move a thousand pounds, you need to have four ounces of strength yourself."
Moreover, his dragon-hunting spear weighs far more than a thousand pounds.
"Is this all the strongest knight can do?"
The Dragon Slayer Spearblade ignites a raging fire.
This fire is not any of the blood flames, cursed fires, or spirit fires, but a flame specifically designed to burn away sins.
It was taken from the authority of the paper money seller.
"If that's all there is to it, then you might as well die."
The Dragon Slayer Spear flew from his hand and headed straight for Lancelot.
Bose and Knight Dagonet wanted to rescue him, but they were held back by monsters emerging from the thick fog.
boom!
The walls collapsed, and dust flew everywhere.
The two knights thought to themselves, "This is bad!" But then they saw a figure fly out of the dust and roll several times on the ground before coming to a stop.
"Lancelot, you're not dead!" Boss exclaimed in surprise.
Lancelot struggled to his feet, reached down, and was suddenly startled.
Half of his body was blown away by that shot.
If he hadn't rolled so fast, he would probably be everywhere by now.
Nevertheless, he still caught a whiff of the strange flame.
It cannot be extinguished and is showing signs of spreading.
"You're not dead, very good. Let's see if you can hold out until your sins are burned away."
Modi recalled the Dragon Slayer Spear, watching it instantly transform into a pillar of fire.
The other two knights wanted to help, but were stopped by a goat-headed demon.
"Greetings, esteemed Knights of the Round Table. I am the second-in-command of this demonic force, that is, the second-in-command of the unit."
Bazett bowed slightly, and several magical lights flashed from his fingertips.
The fires of the dead ignited, the solid floor turned into swamp, and shadows surged and solidified into monsters.
All of this caused the two knights great distress.
"You and I should be on the same level, so please don't hesitate and just make your move."
The goat-headed demon smiled, maintaining his composure while simultaneously trying to kill them.
"I don't care who you are, get out of my way!"
With a fierce determination, Sir Bose swung his sword, intending to break free from the monsters' encirclement.
Knight Dagonet followed closely behind, working in perfect harmony with him to deal with the surging monsters.
"Pure combat, the highest courtesy, that's good."
With a satisfied smile, Bazett took out a magic book made of human skin and turned to a certain page.
"Too much talk leads to mistakes, and a slip of the tongue is a breach of etiquette. Let's show each other respect in the battle."
The soldiers surrounded the target, while the commander and the Styx Spirit focused their fire on it from a distance.
This level of combat left the knight feeling bitter and his physical strength greatly depleted.
Sir Bose made a mistake and was caught off guard by a demon soldier.
It leaped forward and severed the knight's right hand, which was holding the sword, with a single stroke.
The Cavaliers' defense faltered, and the gap was widened by the surging demons.
"what!"
Sir Bose screamed as his other arm was severed at the root, followed by his head.
"Boss!"
Dagonet's eyes widened, and he cried out in pain.
He then followed in Bose's footsteps.
Under the combined fire of the commander and the Styx Spirit, he was riddled with bullets and turned into a mangled mess.
"Such pure respect, a reward without any impurities."
Bazette clapped his hands in admiration.
Of the three knights, Lancelot lived the longest.
Even though he was burned down to just his head and half a torso, and he didn't even have the strength to speak, he was still alive.
Modi observed the flame with curiosity, trying to understand its underlying principles.
"Burning sins... let's call it karmic fire for now."
The three powers of observing sin, judging sin, and burning sin are all related to sin.
The authority of the three judges was presumably divided into three parts.
"Hmph, these three bastards who tarnished the reputation of knights have finally gotten what they deserved."
Altolina hid behind him, watching Lancelot gradually lose his breath, and seemed much more relaxed.
Modi turned around, narrowed his eyes, and stared straight at her.
"You were able to appear beside me silently, and you seem to know quite a few secrets. Just who are you?"
"So, if I told you that I am actually the king of Avalon, the lost kingdom, would you believe me, Mo?"
Artorina's expression was sincere, and the ahoge (cowlick) on her head trembled slightly, revealing no flaw whatsoever.
He gazed into the girl's emerald eyes, his eyes involuntarily shifting to her trembling ahoge (cowlick).
I wonder how she'll react after I pull it off.
Could he turn evil?
After a moment of silence, he nodded and said:
"I believe you, but how come you don't have the blood of a red dragon? And isn't the Red Dragon King a man?"
Seemingly sensing his gaze, Artoria's ahoge (cowlick) twitched, and she immediately raised her hand to cover it.
"I don't know. In fact, I've lost a lot of memories, including how I even came to be. I don't know either."
According to her, she suddenly appeared in Camelot a few days ago, and when she first appeared, she didn't remember anything.
As time went by, she regained some of her memories.
"A few days ago? I was busy then... getting wool from the Red Dragon King."
Modi's heart skipped a beat.
Could it be that his act of extracting the scarlet plague gas made the Red Dragon King a little more lucid?
Thinking of this, he tried to force a smile.
"Then why did you assume I was your child the moment you met me? And why did you call me Mordred?"
"Hmm... I can't really explain it, it's just my intuition that tells me to call it that."
She lowered her small hand that was covering her ahoge (cowlick), thought carefully for a moment, and then said:
"However, after meeting you, I regained my memories much faster."
Is that true?
Modi was puzzled by this, and after thinking about it, he could only attribute it to the blood of the red dragon.
Let's deal with that princess first before we investigate these matters.
Perfect timing, the person in question has come to our door.
He exerted his strength and hurled the Dragon Slayer Spear.
This shot was much faster and more powerful than the previous one.
The spear transformed into lightning, instantly traversing the distance between him and the end of the corridor, and plunged into the body of a figure.
boom!
The ice lightning was released in full, the corridor collapsed completely, and the figure was buried in the ruins.
The icy wind howled past, hitting Altorina's face and making her quite uncomfortable. She couldn't help but move behind Mordi.
"It's that woman! She wants to steal my power and disrupt my kingdom!"
She hid behind Modi, pointing to the ruins shrouded in icy mist.
Modi sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation.
Is this really the Red Dragon King? He looks more like... a little girl complaining to her elders?
Elena is more independent than her.
His gaze fell upon the ruins, and his expression suddenly turned cold.
"Such heavy sins...it really forced me to go on a killing spree."