I don't want to be a heroic spirit

Madness and fighting spirit rose, and the boy's originally elegant and easy-going temperament changed, becoming full of majesty, as if he was a king sitting on the throne of heaven.

"I am the strongest and hold victory in my hands. I defeat all enemies, whether human or demonic."

"My name is Veleslana! I am the ever-victorious god, the protector of kingship, and the guardian of the sun!"

"Goddess! Are you here to make me feel the taste of defeat?"

The invisible wind surrounded Veleslana, like a guard guarding the king.

The winds played on Mordred's cheeks and blew her hair.

"You're still so arrogant! Wait until I smash your face to pieces and see if you can still smile so effortlessly..."

Veleslana? Sorry, I don't know him.

To Mordred, except for her father, King Artoria, all the others were small fry and traitors.

Even gods are the same.

It's like he's talking to someone else.

With a ferocious smile on his face, Mordred took a step forward... but suddenly his expression froze as if he remembered something.

"Uh... I almost forgot, my father told me to try not to fight in the city..."

Mordred knocked his head, then pointed at Veleslana and shouted, "Hey! If you really want to fight, then follow me to the sea. I will not only give you a defeat, but also a buy-one-get-one-free deal, and give you death as well."

"Hahaha! That's really exciting."

Veleslana raised his hands to his face and laughed out loud. "This time, descending to the mortal realm as a disobedient being was truly the right decision. Besides that Mediterranean God-King, there's actually another Warrior God who satisfies me so well! I can't wait to fight you!"

Upon hearing this, Mordred's entire body tensed up.

Although Artoria reminded her, if the other party had taken the initiative to attack, Artoria would definitely not blame her.

But unexpectedly, the other party changed the subject.

"However, I am not at my peak right now... My avatars are still scattered everywhere."

Veleslana lowered his hand, his eyes gleaming with divine light as he gazed at Mordred. "Although I don't think I will lose, I'd better wait until I gather all my avatars before commencing this mythical battle. It won't take long."

"Incarnation?"

Mordred looked puzzled, and Veleslana was kind enough to explain it to her.

"Earlier, seeking defeat, I summoned this place's God King, Mekal, and engaged him in a divine war... Although I severely injured him, my ten avatars were also scattered, and are now in a weakened state."

Veleslana smiled and said to Mordred, "What do you think? Do you want to defeat me while I'm weak? It doesn't matter. I am the god who blesses, protects, and respects the victor. Even a victory achieved through dirty and despicable means is still a victory. As long as you always maintain the posture of a victor, no matter how dirty the means, they cannot shake this honor."

"Tsk! Are you looking down on me?"

Mordred glared, "To deal with a guy like you, I don't need to use such despicable means."

Mordred was just wondering... because she felt that the god in front of her was a little weak?

Only now did she realize that the other party was still in a weak state.

If he was in a weakened state, then forget it... Her goal was to prove that her father was worthy of the title of "Ever-Victorious King", so there was no point in defeating the guy in front of her unless he was in his prime.

What if the other party refuses to accept the loss?

"Yeah……"

Veleslana stared at Mordred, the satisfaction in his eyes becoming more and more obvious.

He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but suddenly his eyes fixed and he turned his head to look in one direction.

"Huh? What are you looking at?"

Curious, Mordred followed his gaze.

"Is there anything there?"

However, Veleslana did not answer her, but talked to himself.

"It's finally here... My avatar."

"Huh? Avatar?"

The next moment, crazy, violent, and deafening roars rang out.

And Mordred also felt... that violent divinity filled with destructive intent.

A light suddenly appeared on the distant seashore, and in the light, a wild boar as tall as a mountain slowly emerged.

The hair on its body is as hard as steel needles, the hair on its back is like a burning golden flame, its long and sharp teeth are slightly curved towards the sky, and the golden divinity overflows from its body, emitting a radiance like the sun.

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401

Chapter 401 It’s so noisy.

"That is one of my ten incarnations—a wild boar."

The wind surrounded Veleslana, lifting his body up.

"I am now going to retrieve my disobedient avatar, brave warrior! Once I have all my clones back, come and fight me!"

"Finally, before you leave... tell me your name."

Veleslana's voice was carried far away by the wind, and at this moment he was the one who controlled the strong wind.

In this wind that could destroy tall buildings, Mordred let his hair and clothes be blown, his body standing still like a mountain, his eyes fixed on Veleslana like torches.

"My name is Mordred, remember that, kid, and wait for the moment when I'll beat you to pieces!"

Modred shouted out these wild words, and the sound of the wind did not cover them up, so the voice was clearly heard by Veleslana, who was stunned.

"Mordred? You said your name was Mordred?"

Mordred felt inexplicably angry at the other party repeating his name, and raised his fist towards Veleslana in mid-air.

"My name is Mordred. What's wrong? Are you looking for trouble? I tell you, my principle is to take on any trouble that comes my way without hesitation!"

"You don't look like you're lying... This is really interesting, getting more and more interesting! Why is this happening?"

Curiosity flashed in Veleslana's eyes, and he was becoming more and more interested in Mordred.

At this time, the wild boar's roar was heard again, showing its presence.

"Well then, warrior Mordred! I look forward to fighting you soon!"

"Let's meet again on the battlefield!"

Leaving behind these words, without giving Mordred any chance to speak again, the howling gale suddenly swept Veleslana into it. The next moment, the strong wind receded, and Veleslana's figure disappeared into the air.

Mordred knew that the young god had gone to deal with the wild boar.

"Tsk! He's still so pretentious even when he's running away. What kind of God of Invincibility is this? He might as well change his name to the God of Pretense."

Mordred smacked his lips in disdain, then looked up at the wild boar.

"It's so big... It's really too big, right? If I kill it, it should be enough to eat for a long time, right?"

Since coming to this world, Mordred has enjoyed a lot of delicious food with Altria, and then she fell in love with this era.

She didn't want a fight to break out in the city and destroy the city. On the one hand, it was because of what Artoria said, and on the other hand, it was because of her love for food... It didn't matter if the city was destroyed, but if those restaurants were destroyed, she would be so angry that she would beat her chest and stamp her feet.

Especially in China... there are more delicious foods in each province than in a country anywhere else!

Mordred even suggested to Artoria that they kidnap a Chinese man to be a Knight of the Round Table, preferably to replace Gawain, so that Gawain wouldn't have to think about his mashed potatoes every day.

As her thoughts wandered, Mordred suddenly seemed to remember something very important. She squinted her eyes and looked at the moving wild boar. After some confirmation, she widened her eyes in shock.

"Hey, hey, hey! Isn't that the direction where Father is?!"

……

The earth is shaking.

Every time the huge hoof landed, the entire island would shake.

The roar it emits will destroy all surrounding buildings through sonic waves.

Among the ten incarnations of Veleslana, the wild boar is the most destructive one.

The sea surface was no longer calm, and the fish were scared away by the terrifying divine power.

Artoria, holding the long pole, frowned slightly and looked up at the wild boar that was gradually walking towards her.

"The fish are all scared away, you beast."

"Roar--!"

As if it understood Altria's insult, or perhaps it sensed the other party's hostility, the huge wild boar like a mountain let out a roar as deafening as thunder.

The strong winds rolled up waves, blew away land and smashed buildings.

Facing the extremely destructive gale, Artoria's pretty face was as cold as a glacier.

"It's noisy."

After saying this, Altria reversed her grip on the pole and threw it out.

"..."

The roar stopped abruptly.

A huge bloody hole suddenly appeared on the wild boar's body, through which one could see the clear blue sky behind it.

The wild boar's scarlet eyes, filled with madness, gradually lost their luster, and the bright hair on its body gradually became dull.

Immediately afterwards, countless tiny particles of light floated up from the wild boar's body until the wild boar's body completely disappeared, leaving only countless tiny and bright light particles like stars slowly dissipating in the sky.

After the wild boar disappeared, Artoria nodded calmly and prepared to continue fishing.

However, it was not until she felt that her hands were empty that she remembered that she had thrown away the fishing rod. She didn't know where it had flown to, and it was unrealistic to pick it up.

"...It seems that this fish cannot be caught."

Altria tilted her head.

"I've been fishing for a long time today and haven't caught a single fish... but it seems like something bigger than a fish has been attracted here."

"I destroyed one of your incarnations. Do you want to avenge me for this?"

Tilting her head, Artoria looked in one direction, where a young man in a long robe was walking on the snow-white beach.

Their eyes met in mid-air.

Veleslana felt a suffocating sense of threat.

"What a novel experience! This intense sense of crisis, of losing control of one's life... My soul is throbbing, my heart is beating... It's truly amazing! You're truly amazing!"

Veleslana was laughing wildly, but at the same time he was trying desperately to suppress himself...suppress his fighting spirit.

Otherwise he would have rushed out by now.

"Such a scale...such overwhelming power, you are the strongest Steel! Weapon of the gods, supreme hero, king of kings! The Steel among Steel who bears the name of King Arthur! You undoubtedly possess the power to match it!"

"If it were you, you would definitely bring me absolute failure!"

The wind is howling.

The divinity of the God of Victory shines with a radiance as blazing as the sun.

Stared at by those eyes burning with fighting spirit, Altria had a blank expression on her face and behaved quite casually and lazily.

At this moment, a figure suddenly broke in between the two of them.

Mordred, who had already changed into heavy armor, pointed his Clarent at Veleslana and shouted.

"I don't even need my father to help me deal with you. I can beat you down!"

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402

Chapter 402 Mekal.

Mordred stared at Veleslana with hostility, as if he would stab him in the face at any moment [Rebellion against my elegant father]

As long as the opponent showed the slightest sign of wanting to attack, Modred would definitely use the light cannon to hit the opponent's face without any hesitation.