I don't want to be a heroic spirit

One of his incarnations, the Warrior with a Golden Sword, allows him to have excellent vision to see into the essence of gods. After understanding them well enough, he can use the golden sword to sever the opponent's divinity, causing them to lose their power.

In fact, in the battle just now, Veleslana had been trying to analyze Mordred's divinity.

The God King Mekal has left the stage. As long as he can sever the divinity of his last opponent, Mordred, he will be able to embrace victory again.

Knowing the other party's real name, theoretically speaking, it wouldn't take him long to analyze Mordred's divinity.

However, the fact is that his analysis encountered powerful obstacles that could not be ignored.

Because the mythology of this world is extremely complex, a god may have many aspects in different myths. For example, Veleslana himself has multiple aspects such as Zoroastrian Bahram, Armenian Vahagn, Greek Hercules, Indian Indra, Artagones, etc., which also makes his divinity very complex.

Veleslana thought that the Mordred in front of him might be the same as him. Although he was called Mordred, he was not just "Mordred". This was why he could not use the golden sword that could cut through the divine nature on him.

So, while fighting with Mordred, he never gave up analyzing.

However, in order to defeat Mekal, he used the extremely energy-consuming [White Horse] incarnation. Although Mordred was also injured by the attack of [White Horse], he was strengthened for unknown reasons.

The result was obvious, Veleslana lost.

Although he lost his [Wild Boar] incarnation before the battle, and it can be said that he was not in his prime, he still lost the battle after trying every possible means he had at the time.

No slacking, no sneak attacks, no betrayal.

So there is no need to lament, this is exactly the ending he most expected.

"Alright, come and give me the final blow... This is the winner's right."

Holding one of Mordred's arms to support his body, Artoria glanced at the seriously injured and dying Veleslana, then turned her gaze to Mordred.

Mordred, his cheeks slightly hot, placed his hands on Altria's chest, stood up by himself, and spoke.

"Father...you go."

Altria was stunned for a moment.

"But... that was the opponent you defeated, right?"

"Father, don't you need to defeat the gods to become stronger?"

Mordred replied, "Father, haven't you been hunting down gods to defeat that impostor? This guy should meet the requirements, right?"

"It is indeed satisfying...but..."

"Oh, it's nothing... I don't mind at all."

Mordred smiled and said, "As long as you, father, can give that impostor a good beating when the time comes, that will be enough."

Artoria couldn't refuse anymore, so she turned to look at Veleslana.

"What about you? God of War of ancient Persia, do you think this is a good thing? To have your head chopped off by an outsider?"

Then, Artoria saw Veleslana showing a rather carefree smile and spoke nonchalantly.

"It's the winner's freedom to decide how to deal with the loser. There's nothing wrong with that... Since my victor has given you the right to deal with me, as the loser, I have no choice but to accept... Is this how a loser feels? How novel..."

"Furthermore, as a victor, I was even more brutal than you. I crushed the loser's back, dug out his tendons, bones, brain stems, and hair, and trampled his blood and dirt... My actions were far more cruel than yours."

Veleslana's words were all from the bottom of his heart, and Artoria did not sense any dissatisfaction from his expression.

If she still doesn't accept it, she will seem too pretentious.

Then, he held the long sword in his hand.

Before the sword light fell, Veleslana felt a little regretful.

He was very satisfied with the battle with Mordred and could not find any flaws.

It’s just that... he is greedy.

I still want to fight this strong man in front of me with all my strength.

Fight with all your might, use all your wisdom, and exhaust all your courage.

Then, she killed him.

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Chapter 408: Unblocked.

The sun is shining brightly at the airport.

Only with such good weather can we ensure that the plane will not be delayed in taking off.

The glaring sunlight baked the earth, causing Mordred, who had just gotten off the plane, to squint his eyes.

"The scorching sun...brought back some bad memories."

Perhaps it was the scorching sun that reminded Mordred of Veleslana's [White Horse]. The [White Horse] incarnation was Veleslana's most powerful power, and it had caused Mordred a great loss not long ago.

As he spoke, Mordred took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on, then smiled.

"Yeah! This is much better."

Altria, dressed in light black, stood beside Mordred without saying a word. The scorching sun seemed to have no effect on her at all.

Next to the two of them was a cute blonde girl who looked like a doll.

"Is this... the place where the king sleeps?"

One can sense a mixture of many complex emotions in her tone.

The goddess Zugenivia, Artoria brought her along this time.

Artoria no longer intends to wait and decides to challenge the true Last King after defeating the two Japanese Gods of Steel.

And if the Last King is to be awakened, Guinevere's presence is necessary.

"I see. No wonder that Susanoo wanted to seal the Monkey King in this land."

Guinevere touched his chin and suddenly realized, "He's afraid that the breath of dragons and snakes will awaken the king. So whenever a dragon or snake appears in this land, he sends the disobedient Monkey King to defeat it!"

With a frown on her face, Guinevere bit her fingers to vent her dissatisfaction, "Damn it...why didn't I notice it all these years?"

Guinevere was a wise queen and did not need too many reminders from Artoria. She quickly deduced the truth based on the existing clues.

"Maybe it's because you trust your feelings too much."

Altria said emotionlessly, "You think that if the Last King truly slept in this country, you would have sensed him the moment you set foot there. But you underestimated Susanoo's methods. He went to great lengths to prevent you from sensing the Last King's presence."

"That guy..."

At this moment, Guinevere's resentment towards Susanoo was about to overflow.

If it weren't for Susanoo's interference, Guinevere would have completed her mission and met the true Last King long ago!

Guinevere may have once been deeply in love with the Last King, otherwise she would not have portrayed herself as the king's concubine in the myth of King Arthur.

However, the former Guinevere had died once and reincarnated, losing all his memories and only remembering that his mission was to awaken the Last King.

Perhaps, the feeling that Guinevere has for the Last King now is no longer love, but faith.

Just like the archbishop who worked for five hundred years to resurrect Saint Kallen.

Five hundred years is enough time to completely change a person's nature, enough to transform a righteous partner into a dirty bug who is afraid of death. It is hard to imagine how Archbishop Otto has not forgotten his original intention after these five hundred years.

But Guinevere has experienced a time longer than five hundred years, and the feeling of love alone cannot keep her going for so long.

After all, from a certain perspective, the nature of gods is easier to change than that of humans, because the image of gods walking on earth is given by humans.

"I will take you to find the Last King and awaken him."

Altria stared at Guinevere with a hint of oppression in her eyes, "But that will have to be after I deal with Susanoo and the Monkey King."

"Okay, I have no objection."

Guinevere placed her hand on her chest and regained her composure. "It's exactly what I want to make that thief suffer a little bit!"

If it weren't for her lack of strength, Guinevere would have wanted to break into the underworld and drag Susanoo out to beat him up. It can be said that this coincided with Altria's plan.

"Oh! Are we going to fight again?"

Mordred clenched his right fist and hit the palm of his left hand, shouting excitedly, "Lord Mordred can't wait any longer. No matter what kind of stuff you have, bring it to me!"

In fact, there is another reason for bringing Guineverein here.

The disobedient Monkey King was sealed by Susanoo. Three conditions must be met to unseal him.

The divinity of dragons and snakes is revealed, a sword with a weakening [style] is attached, and a shrine maiden has the ability to exorcise evil.

The Chinese godslayer has always wanted to get rid of the disobedient Monkey King, the Chinese god who brought shame to China. However, because she could not meet the three conditions, she could not find him at all. Even after destroying the entire Western Heaven Palace, she still did not see the Monkey King.

According to the little knowledge that Altria had of the original novel, both the sword and the shrine maiden could be easily found in this country, but the dragon and snake's divinity appeared, and the Chinese godslayer could never be found.

But this is the easiest condition for Artoria to meet. Whether it is her, Mordred or Guinevere, they all have the divine nature of dragons and snakes.

"I'll go to the Netherworld alone, and you two can go directly to the Western Heaven Palace."

Altria, the leader, said, "Mordred might not know the way, so Guinevere, you will lead her there. By the way, I'll also give you the task of removing the seal."

"Yes, leave it to Guinevere."

Guinevere bowed slightly to Altria respectfully with a flawless smile.

"Tsk! Hypocrisy."

Mordred's dissatisfied voice sounded not far away. At such a distance, it was impossible for him not to hear it.

Guinevere wanted to ignore Mordred's hostility, but she couldn't.

Although she is not the real "Guinevere" and should have nothing to do with this Mordred, but... she is still influenced by the myth after all, and always uncontrollably feels a bit of hostility towards the "illegitimate child of her husband's infidelity" in front of her.

Especially since Mordred's mother is Morgause, who in the myth has tried to sow discord between Guinevere and King Arthur more than once, and even wanted to expose the affair between Guinevere and Lancelot.

Artoria had no good way to deal with Mordred and Guinevere who were secretly competing with each other.

No matter what situation she faces, her first reaction, influenced by the violent factor of the Black Dai Spirit Base, is to strike with a sword. Whether it is effective or not is another matter, as long as she feels good about it.

Before leaving, Artoria gave Guinevere some special instructions.

"Remember not to harm the unsealed Hime-miko. Just let her be unsealed. If a battle breaks out, remember to protect her."

Hearing this, Guinevere was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded.

"Yes, I will protect the little girl as you wish."

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Chapter 409 Susanoo.

People live in the realm of life, which is called the human world.

Gods exist in the realm of immortality, which is called the divine realm.

The gap between the realm of life and the realm of immortality is the underworld.

Japan calls it the netherworld, China calls it the netherworld or the underworld, Persia calls it the spirit world, Greece calls it the mind world, Britain calls it the astral netherworld, or it may be the elf world, the fairy world, the spirit world, and so on.

This is a different dimension where will and spirit are more important than the body. All information since the birth of the universe has been recorded here, and gods can use their power more freely here.

However, the air here is "extremely toxic" to humans. Mortals cannot set foot in this space and will die the moment they enter.

You must maintain spiritual purity to enter this space, because here you can completely "change the whole world with a single thought" and achieve "omniscience and omnipotence" to a certain extent. If you have too many distracting thoughts, you will be blown away in an instant by the abnormally large "memory of the world".

Passing through a portal, Artoria arrived in the underworld.

All you see is a vibrant forest. The scent of soil and trees is very rich and fresh, and there is a gurgling stream not far away.

It is a completely pure and unadulterated natural environment that has not been poisoned by human civilization.

Perhaps influenced by this environment, Artoria even felt that the hostility in her heart had decreased a little.

Of course, it could also be an illusion.

The only pity is...

"The sky is gloomy..."

With a look of displeasure on her face, Altria looked up at the dark clouds covering the sky.

However, the next moment, rays of sunlight shone through the thick clouds, and the dark clouds quickly dispersed, revealing the bright sun.

Witnessing with her own eyes how the entire sky changed from being overcast to a cloudless sunny day in just a few seconds, Artoria blinked silently.

"I see. Is this the netherworld ruled by spirits? How interesting."