The Journey of King Arthur

On the battlefield on the first night, Arthur stood quietly on the cement that had just solidified. The construction speed of the city was really fast. Arthur bombarded the day before yesterday and almost didn't even have any residue left. The cement was started on the third day.

However, this cement may not last long.

Arthur stood there quietly, unscrupulously releasing his magic power, and the magic power was full of provocation.

He hopes to fight with people and quickly withdraw his opponent, that's all.

But things went against his wishes. Yesterday he stood there for nearly four hours, but still no one came, which made him feel embarrassed.

this time......

I hope someone will come, after all, I said that during the day. Mordred felt my magic and would definitely rush over to decide the outcome with me in the future...

Arthur, who was sitting on the mount, touched his chin and pondered.

"Swoosh!"

At this time, the red red gun flew towards Arthur from the air, and Arthur's eyes condensed, summoned the holy gun and shot the red gun away directly.

Zhu Gun rotated several times in the air and finally inserted it straight onto the cement.

"who."

Arthur asked quite seriously, holding a gun and a shield, he looked around cautiously.

At this time, he saw the edge of the cement, with mud on his feet, and Kuchurou jumped out of there. He shook his head and showed a bloodthirsty smile at Arthur.

"You guy is the guy who has been releasing his magic power on the first night... Hehehe, you really have the courage! You have three consecutive days without any worries about leaving because of this."

"Of course I don't worry about leaving the market myself, because I have sufficient confidence in my strength, and you are the only one who dares to fight me in the past two days, so are you ready for failure?"

Arthur pointed the holy gun at Kuchurin, and his mount dug the cement floor in place, which was a terrible force.

"Tsk! Are you going to start fighting so soon? It seems like you are a character who doesn't like to talk, so just start fighting! Learn everything you don't know from the battle!" Kuchulin smiled freely, and a terrible cold light flashed in the bright red beast's eyes. With a wave of his big hand, the red gun inserted into the cement began to stagger. Then it quickly broke free and flew back to Kuchulin's hand.

"bring it on!"

Arthur laughed wildly, and he drove his mount toward Cuchulin, who also rushed towards Arthur with a spear in both hands.

One second later.

Arthur stood up and jumped away from his horse, and his war horse ran in other directions.

Two seconds passed.

Arthur was in the sky, holding guns in both hands, and stabbed towards Cuchulin.

The third second.

Arthur and Kuchulin collided, and the magical friction between the guns directly caused the cement under their feet to break in an instant, making a big pit complete.

Kuchulin sneered at Arthur, with no expression on his face, then he raised his fingers, and the spear tips of both sides naturally moved upwards, but both sides released their left hand at the same time, and quickly withdrew the gun with their hands, and then stabbed them hard.

The sudden collision between the guns caused both sides to take a few steps back at the same time. Then both sides stepped on the concrete floor with their feet, completely ignoring the fragmentation of the ground, and stepped heavily with their other foot. Both sides suddenly advanced forward again.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!!!"

Four seconds later, one big pit after another appeared on this flat concrete floor. They had 15 collisions in just four seconds! Each collision emitted great force, causing one pit after another on the ground, and the pit became larger and larger.

When they last collided, a pit had formed five meters around the center, and the cement blocks that were shaken up from other pits had not even landed on the ground.

Now their guns and guns cross together, tightly restraining each other. Both sides unscrupulously release the magic power in their bodies, just like they don’t have to worry about their magic power exhaustion. The magic power on the gun is becoming more and more, and the magic power visible to the naked eye rises to four meters high in the collision between the two sides.

The two sides released their magic power unscrupulously, and everyone could naturally feel it. They were startled first, and then rushed to the battlefield. They had already guessed who was fighting with whom in this battle. There were only two guys who would release their magic power unscrupulously!

At this time, Kuchulin and Arthur separated again.

Kuchulin, who quickly retreated, jumped up and swung his red gun. His hands began to rotate the gun quickly. The tip of the gun streaked across the cement floor again and again. Due to his high agility, his actions were quickly completed in almost one and a half seconds, and then rushed towards Arthur at a faster speed.

Arthur, who was stepping on the dry cement and constantly shifting backwards, looked coldly at Kuchulin who was rushing towards him, slowly raised the gun in his hand, and a sneer appeared on his face.

Kuchulin was startled, and then his expression became a little angry.

The light emitted by the holy gun in Arthur's hand became stronger and stronger. Then, Arthur directly released a large amount of magic power. These magic powers poured out with the tip of the holy gun, and attacked the Kuchulin like a wave of light. When the powerful light arrived in front of the Kuchulin, the size would definitely swallow the entire Kuchulin.

Kuchulin could not dodge at all with his current posture.

So, then block this attack!

Kuchulin, who formed a straight line in the air, determined his body in the air and stepped heavily on the concrete ground with his feet. However, due to inertia, Kuchulin was still moving forward, and one piece of cement block that had been knocked out was directly bounced away. He held his red gun with both hands, and then quickly rotated his gun. He wanted to use his gun to form a shield to block the attack.

The hot light was gradually thrown around by Kuchulin with a gun, and light bullets hit the concrete floor little by little. Soon, many pits appeared in the concrete floor. Finally, when these magic powers were about to disappear, Kuchulin sneered and slashed hard from top to bottom, directly splitting the light.

And he was sneering, and Arthur was also sneering at him.

At this moment, Kuchulin suddenly saw a large shadow in front of him. He was shocked. At this time, Arthur's mount that had been wandering around had appeared behind him. It raised its body and stepped heavily on Kuchulin's back with its front hooves.

"Dong!"

"puff!"

Kuchulin suffered internal injuries. He was kicked directly at Arthur because of this blow. Arthur had accelerated and rushed to him. The holy gun in his hand was about to pierce into his chest. It is impossible to block it with a gun. At such a distance, it is impossible to block it under such circumstances!!

′I have to say... Your methods are really amazing! Is that light actually used to block the field of view and interfere with my perception? But!′

Kuchulin put down the gun in his hand and grabbed the holy gun directly with both hands.

′I will never leave because of this ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The magic of the holy gun's constantly rotating magic was constantly causing damage to Kuchulin. Kuchulin felt that his palms were constantly shaved when they were spinning by the spiral sword. If this continues, his flesh might be shaved directly.

But he couldn't let go, because Arthur's spear tip had already pierced into his chest. As long as he advanced a little more, his spiritual core would be broken.

Cuchulin had fought with Mordred, so he naturally knew that Arthur, as Mordred's father, would definitely use the same trick as Mordred. Moreover, even if he didn't use this trick, Arthur just used the tip of the holy spear to emit a beam, or waited for the mount behind to kick his back, and his spirit core would definitely be broken!

No, absolutely not! You must not give him a little chance!

At this time, the muscles on Kuchulin seemed to have become bigger. He widened his eyes, and then in Arthur's surprised look, he grabbed the holy gun and quickly lifted Arthur up. Then he made a Russian-style arch bridge back throwing posture, using his tail as a support point, and directly threw Arthur away, quickly letting his hand leave the terrifying holy gun.

Then he used his bloody hand to hold Zhu Qiang tightly on the side, flicked his tail hard, turned over in the air, with a bloodthirsty smile on his face, and scarlet magic gathered on the gun, and then threw it back with all his might.

“Gáe Bolg!!!”

Arthur, who had rich combat experience, adjusted his body in the air and landed with his feet in a perfect and handsome posture. As soon as he landed, he saw this one who had little energy and barely even considered a blow to release the treasure and gritted his teeth in resentment.

Because his mount had already rushed to Kuchulin, that is to say...

“Llamrei!!!”

Arthur roared, tilted his head, allowing Kuchulin's red spear to roar through his ears, stretched out his left hand to catch Llamrei who was hit back because of Kuchulin's attack. Looking at the huge hole in his beloved mount's neck, Arthur remained silent, and looked at his mount with expressionless expression as he turned into a light spot to dissipate beside him.

"You without a mount is much easier to deal with than you with a mount..." Kuchulin smiled bloodthirsty and smugly. Now the corner of his mouth is still flowing. Because of Llamrei's attack, there is a hole in his chest. You can vaguely see something glowing inside. His palms are still bloody and fuzzy, but he is not afraid of the pain and holds the gun in his hand tightly, allowing his blood to flow on his gun, and finally passes through the tip of the gun and drips between the cracks in the cement ground.

′Oh, my god! The great Knight King, look... Your beloved horse died like this... Such news is so heartbreaking!!′

′Shut your mouth, you hypocritical guy... In fact, your heart has been cursing me countless times in your heart. The battle between the knights does not allow you to question! Do you understand? ′

′Ha, of course I understand, so great Knight, I hope you can fulfill your agreement and promises...′

Arthur was communicating with Westcourt, and Kuchulin was naturally communicating with her Lord at this time. There seemed to be some friction between the two of them...

′Ha, this injury is really serious. It is worthy of being King Arthur. This battle is so exciting and comfortable! It is much more useful than his son!... Lord, I will leave it to you next. Remember to heal my hands first!′

Kuchulin said he was very excited now.

′Okay... Fortunately, although Xiaoshi has so much magic power in his body, he does not have any attack methods. Although most of the magic power in the magic book disappears because of the many magic powers in the magic book. There are only some basic magics that have not yet reached ten kinds of basic magic, but there are still some basics for healing. Be careful next time! You obviously know the identity of King Arthur, and King Arthur doesn't know your ability status, but you will still suffer such severe injuries! That basic healing magic is very slow! ′

′Okay OK, don't quarrel with my Lord, do you know that your words just now are like complaining about something and something... I know that King Arthur on the other side is also playing with it? Losing a mount means losing his flying ability. This also means that when we fight him in the future, his absolute advantage will disappear... Just wait for me to hand over the Holy Grail to your hands! Of course, it is not impossible for you to solve it yourself...

After saying that, a very dangerous arc elevated from the corner of Kuchulin's mouth.

′ According to your ability, if those heroes don’t have any special trump cards, such as the Karma Ruins used in another form that must be central to the causal law of the piercing Death Soar, it shouldn’t be difficult to resolve the Holy Grail War in one day, right? Even if your abilities are weakened a lot now, I don’t think they will be much worse.′

′......′

′Are you afraid of Arthur? Afraid of King Arthur in another world? The ruling who has Avalon who can stop all attacks and curses? Think that what she did is too big will be punished by her? Don't joke!! I don't think that guy is meddling in other people's business!′

′......′

′ Or do you want to spend longer with your 'child'? You hypocritical woman...

′ Just don’t play and take it off, solve it as soon as possible. If it really doesn’t work, retreat, and they are coming too.′

Listening to his master's impatience, Kuchulin shrugged helplessly, feeling his palms recovering quickly (after all, they have more magic power), and muttered expressionlessly.

"Ah... I really don't have patience (like me), but it's not good to always mock and tease my master (but I just want to), and it's not like my style in this form (why am I becoming more and more like the blue me)......"

In Arthur's extremely cold eyes, Kuchulin threw a gun flower, letting the blood on the gun play on the concrete floor, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face.

"Anyway... I'll leave it to me next! I will offer you the Holy Grail!"

"No, I believe that you cannot hold up the Holy Grail and offer it to your Lord, because you will be defeated by me!"