The Journey of King Arthur

"Go to die! Fox!!!"

Kuchulin laughed bloodthirstyly. At this time, he stomped on the ground heavily, and jumped high with a shocked expression in front of Tamamo.

At this time, he held the gun in one hand and made a throwing move. The red magic power on the red gun began to rotate and expand rapidly, looking like a red missile head from the side.

Moreover, his attack has become very large, and covering Kuchulin himself is a small thing that cannot be even smaller.

"No way..."

Tamamomae looked at the powerful attack in a daze, then stepped on the ground angrily and shouted in great displeasure: "This attack is considered to be super specifications! How did you use it?! Are you going to run here while preparing to release the treasure?!!! Are you a madman?! Not afraid at all, your body can't bear such a huge amount of magic power!!"

When she heard Tamamomae's shouting, Shi Yu Renyin wanted to cover her face. If she had not provided huge magic power supply and certain buff blessings, how could Kuqiurin's red spear bear such magic power? It would have been blown up long ago?!

When Shi Yu Lingyin thought that after using this move, she should spend a lot of time using magic to warm up and repair the treasure, a strong sense of depression arose in her heart.

Kuchulin is worthy of being a berserker. When he got crazy, no matter how strong his master was, he would be autistic. Can't he listen to her command well? Are you not afraid of being blown to death? I'm afraid of you being blown to death! You are only two curses left, what do you want me to do?!

At this time, Shiyu Ringyin missed her current abilities in Kukuzo Tokizaki. As long as she had that ability, even if Kuqiurin made another five or six strikes, it would be fine. As long as she had one shot, the strain of the gun would recover instantly.

′Master! Why are you still standing here?! Use the spell quickly! I hope the spell that makes the rider unable to release the treasure!!′

"It's not that I don't want to! It's my spell, it doesn't work for this thing at all! It works for the rider because he stands still and is gathering magic. The mad dog rushed over halfway through the treasure!"

Tamamomae said that he wanted to go home to read a book.

′So what should I do next?′

"Don't worry!"

A large pile of talisman paper flew out from Tamamoma's sleeve and rushed towards Kuqiurin. She delayed the time while calmly and seriously explained to Kazui Origami.

"You know, in terms of attack range, the rider is also inside. I believe he will not be beaten when he stands there!"

Tamamomae said confidently at this time.

"Rider is equipped with a shield when fighting. I guess that shield must be a treasure. At that time, he will definitely put the treasure to block the attack! Because they will definitely be reluctant to give up their spells!!

And even if he doesn't use this treasure, he can still use his holy gun! I'm delaying time for him enough to gather magic power to release the treasure!"

'rider did not stand still and get beaten, but rider... please check the original position of rider...'

"What's wrong with him?" Tamamomae turned his head in confusion, and then she saw Arthur running quickly with an expressionless face...

′Me!!! You!!! You actually ran away!!! Oh my God!!! If I guessed correctly, you should be Saber’s father, Knight King! As the Knight King, you ran away directly in this situation!!! What about your integrity as the king? No?! And with your displacement speed that I can’t even run away, you can’t avoid this attack!!!′

Tamamomae said that his mentality exploded and he complained wildly in his heart that Arthur did not play according to the routine. However, next, something that made Tamamomae more autistic happened.

Arthur ran to a truck full of building materials parked on the cement road and made an extremely coherent action.

First, he used the connection point of the container of the Holy Gun Bar to separate from the truck. Then he jumped up and kicked away the container, the container and the building materials inside the container were instantly kicked away by Arthur. Then he pulled open the locked truck door and jumped in without using the key. He started riding skills and stepped on the accelerator. After stepping on the accelerator, the truck was much faster than the sports car. According to Tamamoma's calculations, Arthur would definitely be able to escape from the attack range of the treasure before the treasure fell.

Tamamomae, her master and Artoria who had appeared and turned on Avalon fell into silence.

Old Shan and Mordred looked at Arthur's van with excitement. Because Arthur was fighting with Tamamomae, he exploded a lot of holes on the wide and flat concrete road, so Arthur used his unparalleled driving ability to dodge the holes as fast as possible, and drifted from time to time...

Of course, Zhongjishan was also very excited because he was laughing wildly...

′So what should we do next?′Yuanyi Origami asked stiffly.

"First of all, don't panic, origami, you have to know that calmness can always come in handy no matter when it is."

Hearing Tamamomae's words, Matsui Origami nodded solemnly as if he was taught.

"And I'm telling you not to panic now. The most important reason is that the problem is very big now, and there is no use if you panic. Apart from using the spell to transfer, there is basically no good way."

′......′

You can't think of other ways to feel relationships, so you're completely open to it!!!

Yuan Yi Origami stretched out his hand in a subtle mood, and used the spell expressionlessly.

"I will order you with the order curse, come back! Tamamomae!"

In an instant, Tamamomae was in place.

Not far from Tamamo, Artoria, who took a chair and sat in the Avalon protection area, took a bite of the sandwich. Looking at the powerful blow less than 15 meters away from him, Artoria swallowed the sandwich silently, and then said with emotion.

"It's another night when my face picked up the treasure..."

With a loud bang, a huge red light flashed in the night. Mordred looked at everything in front of him and couldn't help but complain that he was late again.

As the light dissipated, Kuchulin took back his gun, which had already had many cracks, and quickly became spiritual and left the scene. Artoria also took back the chair she sat down. Seeing that it turned into dark scorched earth again, Artoria flew up and knocked away the only piece of cement she had sat down before, and also left the scene.