From the magical energy fluctuations of his own dragon that he had sensed, the enemy was definitely not weak. Because such a magical energy burst was already comparable to using her full strength. Melusine must have encountered an extremely difficult-to-deal-with enemy. It was probably Abby...
Aslan glanced at Mordred, who still had a shocked expression on her face, and then looked at the injuries on her body. It didn't seem like they could be recovered in a short period of time. He then instructed Mordred to take care of her own safety, and he himself, following Melusine's magical energy, ran towards the interior of the Hanging Gardens.
Mordred sat in the ruins and scratched her head, then let out a heavy sigh. How should she put it? This Holy Grail War had really made her understand this cheap elder of hers a lot more. She had not expected that this elder of hers was also one who swung both ways... ah, that didn't seem quite right. It should be a high-quality non-human who was so attractive to both men and women.
Did their Pendragon family have such a characteristic? Or was this a characteristic unique to her own cheap elder?
At the thought of such a characteristic appearing on her own father... Mordred couldn't help but get a layer of goosebumps. No, absolutely not!! I'll be jealous... bah! I'll be envious... that's not right either!!
Aaargh! Forget it, I'm not thinking about these things.
Mordred pursed her lips. In her current state, she probably couldn't go through any more high-intensity battles. She would recover for a while and then go find her own Master. Mordred was still quite fond of her Master, Shishigou. She was the Rebellious Knight. For a magus to be able to be liked by her was also an extremely rare thing.
Let's turn back time a bit. The poison dragon, after being summoned by Semiramis, was responsible for the defense of the entire Hanging Gardens. Because it was always wandering in the Hanging Gardens, it had naturally also run into Melusine. As fellow dragon-kind, there was naturally a mutual sensing between them. However, in terms of class, Melusine, who was born from the remains of Albion, was a cut above. If it were Tiamat, who had appeared in a dragon-like form, Melusine would have been a bit more submissive. But for this existence who was the child of Tiamat, Melusine still wanted to absolutely occupy the position of the big sister. And so, without the knowledge of Semiramis, the master of this Hanging Gardens, these two dragons had also had a battle of auras.
The result was that Melusine had firmly sat in the position of the big sister of dragon-kind.
As for why Melusine had gone to battle, it was, of course, because she had sensed that her own little brother had fallen into a strange situation. Whether it was a human or a dragon, as the big sister, she should stand up for her little brother.
In the process of searching for the poison dragon in her girl form, Melusine had naturally run into the ever-deepening Abigail. In fact, just as she was turning a corner, if it weren't for her speed being fast enough, she might have stepped into that endless, starry-sky-like strange space.
Abby, upon seeing this situation, even held her key, supported her chin, and sighed, a look of pity on her face. If she could have, to have so suddenly taken care of a difficult-to-deal-with opponent, she would have been very happy. Even if she had turned into a bad child, Abby still thought that her own strength was not that great.
"I might have to go find the great Father again... Abby doesn't want to call for Daddy just because she can't win... it's very shameful."
Two treasured swords appeared on Melusine's arms. The shadow of the White Dragon coiled on the swords. At the same time, her pair of eyes also shone with a dazzling golden light, full of unimaginable pressure. "You're a Foreigner?"
In the process of traveling with Aslan, Melusine had heard some things about Foreigners. Any Foreigner could not be treated with common sense. Ah... a certain self-proclaimed galaxy police officer was an exception. Besides her, for the other Foreigners, if you didn't have enough personal charm, then don't think that these Foreigners will become friends. Always maintaining a bit of vigilance was the most correct approach.
What's more, the current world was not one where the Human Order was about to be destroyed and everyone was fighting against a common enemy. In the absence of a common enemy, it was very difficult to be sure what the inner thoughts of the Foreigners were. And there was one most important thing, and that was that the Abby before her had clearly already entered the final stage of a Foreigner, with an obvious divinity on her body. Even if the Outer God behind Abby was not a radical, it was by no means a companion of humanity. Therefore, upon seeing that the skin of the young girl before her no longer had the color of a human, Melusine also directly raised her guard, taking a posture that she could attack at any moment.
This strange space could also be considered Abby's home turf. Melusine, who had originally wanted to capture the leader to catch all the followers, had also encountered a situation she had never met before. That is, after she had erupted with her speed, in this strange space, she actually did not have the clear feeling of closing the distance. The space here seemed to be constantly extending.
And those tentacles that came from who knows where could easily approach her. To have the weapons that Aslan had given her be stained with the blood of these existences was truly annoying for a dragon!
Melusine felt annoyed in her heart. Actually, Abby also had similar thoughts in her heart. She had clearly already summoned so many tentacles, and had even fired so many Abby-beams outwards. But not a single attack had hit the existence before her.
Abby could, of course, also see that the white-haired girl before her was not human. But because she didn't know what race she was, she could only use "existence" to describe her. Abby was a little girl. Even if she had turned into a bad child, she was still a little girl. So she had the willfulness of a child.
"I know the door; you cannot see it... Y'bthnk... h'ehye... n'grkdl'lh... I am the forbidden key, the one who guides."
Abby closed her own eyes. Standing in this strange space, the ground was like a mirror, yet it was shattered. The purple eye on her forehead became brighter and brighter. At this moment, Abby was lonely, and also looked incomparably holy. It was just that this holiness, no matter how you looked at it, revealed a hint of strangeness. At this moment, it was as if a door had been opened!
This was the "door" that opened to an alien world incompatible with humanity. It brought severe distortion to the target's spirit and body. The rhizome that was born along with the evil tree, Qliphoth. Its effect was bound by the personal perception of Abigail, who was the "key." Therefore, it was an Anti-Unit Noble Phantasm. Originally, it possessed an infinite nature that could even be called an Anti-World Noble Phantasm.