The Journey of King Arthur

"Do you think...we should rush out next?"

At this time, the four heroes who were still fighting to death yesterday were squatting behind the same building materials, and were extremely peaceful.

"Well...I think we'd better not go out..."

At this time, Mordred, who was originally strong, has become a little weak now, and his voice is very small. Obviously, he does not want the three heroes around him to rush out and disturb his father's knight showdown, but this is impossible.

Because his father and Kuchulin are the two strongest heroes in the Holy Grail War, if you can let them exit, it will undoubtedly be the best. And if you refuse, you may be hit by the three of them. In this way, you don’t have to fight this Holy Grail War, just make a three-pointer.

"Well, Saber is right..."

Hearing Mordred's words, Wuming nodded very seriously and nodded very seriously.

“!!!”

Mordred's expression became surprised, and when he looked at Wuming, he couldn't help but feel a little grateful and guilty in his heart.

′Sorry, Archer... It turns out that you are still chivalrous! I used to imagine you as a kind of despicable despicable person who would do anything to win, which really made me feel guilty!!′

Wu Ming didn't notice that Mordred's eyes had changed when he looked at him, but said there on his own.

"I think it's best for them to take action when they hit the critical moment, and strive to kill them with one blow so that they don't even have the chance to be summoned by the order curse... If possible, we will suppress some secretly, so that the opponent's master can consume one order curse. If we lose three order curse, we will not be able to summon it."

"Although I hate you very much, your plan is really good. I'll listen to you guys this time." Tamamomae shook his tail and said unhappily.

"Well... although we were all opponents before, we are all teammates now. Let's watch the game here now. It's best not to cause any conflicts." Yan Qing smiled dryly and began to calm Tamamo's emotions, and emphasized that the four of them are teammates now.

"But, saber, are you okay? I always feel like something is wrong with you now..."

“……”

"No, it's okay, don't care about me, just let me be quiet alone."

Mordred took a deep breath and silently covered his face, his emotions in his heart were mixed.

′I just believed that the despicable Archer could talk about chivalrous spirit (autumult)...′

'saber (want to comfort)...'

"Although I don't know if your current thoughts are what I guess, I want to explain this matter to you clearly, saber, this is a war, I hope you can do it yourself."

"I don't need you to emphasize it here!"

Mordred looked at Wuming angrily, then lay on the ground without any image, watching the battle between Arthur and Couchulin through the gap between the ground and the building materials.

Wuming did not continue to pay attention to Mordred, but continued to hide in the dark, observing the actions between Arthur and Cuchulin in secret.

Just now, a very fierce battle occurred between them, and Arthur's mount was defeated.

When he saw this, Mordred clenched his fists and subconsciously wanted to hammer the ground heavily to vent his emotions. However, he was worried that because of his irrational actions, everyone would be exposed, so he forced himself to endure it.

′But where does this barbecue-like smell come from? This smell smells a little burnt and has no appetite at all...′

As he thought about it, Mordred thought of going to other places, although in some respect, this was not just thinking of going to other places.

When Wuming saw this, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Beautiful job! You dog finally did something meaningful! Although it was a pity that you were not stabbed to death because of that shot, the spirit core was almost exposed and said... But it was enough to destroy King Arthur's powerful weapon! Next, you will no longer have to worry about King Arthur flying to the sky to bomb the light cannon!!

After Arthur finished the conversation with Kuchulin, he immediately rushed up with the holy gun. Kuchulin was not at all, regardless of whether his hands were treated by his master or not, and rushed up directly under the shock and anger of his master.

′Don’t go on now! Your hands have not been cured yet, so why are you rushing up now?!!!′

The Lord of Kuchulin shouted a little collapsed.

′Wouldn’t it be better if you treat this kind of thing yourself?! I believe in you!!!′

′But this is definitely not your reason to do whatever you want!! Look at your chest! It's bleeding! Do you ignore it?!!′

′Well... Although it is indeed a little pain,... I won't care about these pains!!′

′You care, bastard! And can such trauma be considered a minor pain?!′

′But it will spray blood. I didn't expect that I would burn all the wounds on my body with the powerful heat of the opponent's holy gun. I would not spray blood. As a result, I didn't burn completely, and I was a little disappointed...′

′......′

′I don’t understand you heroes…′

′I don’t understand you elves either...′

"when!"

There was a collision between the guns. The two sides did not retreat quickly after the first round of the fight, and then rushed up again. Instead, they slashed several times on the spot before retreating, but it was Kuchulin, not Arthur, who retreated.

It seems that the injuries have had a significant impact on Kuchulin after all.

When Kuchulin retreated, he directly stabbed the ground with one shot to keep himself balanced. Arthur chose to chase him. He rushed to Kuchulin with a cold face, and then knocked Kuchulin away several times in a row.

Kuchulin could only resist the beating and retreating sharply, and he began to breathe heavily.

′As sure... In this state, you shouldn't fight. Is it because of the damage to the important organs in your chest and part of your abdomen? In short, run quickly! With your speed, Arthur who lost his mount will definitely not catch up with you. Run quickly, so that I can recover your wounds!′

′......′

′I know your speculation is correct, but now is not the time.′

'Why?!'

′Hehe, you will know then. Now you should concentrate on treating me...′

′......′

′I really don’t understand you heroes…′

Kuchulin smiled. He didn't care whether his master would understand him. For example, he was being beaten back while approaching a hoarded building material on the back.

And there is exactly where other heroes hide.

At this time, Wu Ming also frowned. At this time, he was thinking wildly in his mind. Is this the place where Kuchulin and Arthur discovered them, so they deliberately guided them out, or is it a great opportunity to withdraw Kuchulin...

As Kuchulin got closer and closer to them, Wuming was able to think less and less. At this important turning point, Kuchulin seemed to be starting to move away from their position from the side.

It’s too late, it’s too late to continue thinking! If this is really a rare and good opportunity, if they give up, they will lose a good opportunity to defeat Kuchulin!

Finally, Kuchulin suddenly stopped in place and slashed with Arthur in a row. He has now begun to recover gradually. How could he block a few attacks? Now there are more and more attacks, and it seems that he is even inclined to counterattack.

Wuming bit his teeth tightly and silently projected Gáe Bolg. Yes, he was about to bet, he really didn't want to miss this great opportunity.

He rushed out, and the other heroes guessed what he was going to do when he projected the treasure, so they prepared to attack and rushed out.

Their appearance surprised both Kuchulin and Arthur's Lords, and then one was a little angry, and the other was a little happy.

As for them, they didn't have much emotional fluctuation.

Arthur didn't even raise his eyebrows. With his perceptual ability, it was naturally not difficult to realize that they were hiding behind the pile of building materials. Kuchulin's deliberate guidance also made him guess what Kuchulin wanted to do.

Kuqiurin himself grinned proudly, with a look of pride in his conspiracy.

′The Lord...Next, that's left to you...′

'cut!'

The Lord of Kuchulin was very unhappy, but now there is not much time for her to vent her emotions.

Mordred had already used his magic power to release it, and the red thunder on the treasure crackled.

Yan Qing's hand was glowing, and he was probably preparing to release the treasure.

Tamamomae threw her talisman paper over, and it was quite large. It was probably the frozen talisman that Yin Wuming had before.

As for Wuming, he was already holding up Gáe Bolg, looking as if he was ready to project at any time.

In addition to the extremely dangerous Arthur around Cuchulin, she must make a decision now.

"Kuchulin, I will give you the order to curse you and instantly return to your most perfect state, and then do a good job! Don't let me down..."

′No problem, my master... Next, let me leave it!!!′

At this time, the corner of the grinning mouth reached a very terrifying level, with fierce light on his eyes, and the wound on his body recovered at an extremely fast speed. He first bounced off Arthur's attack with a gun and rolled around to the right, but Arthur still shot his cheek, and the cloak on his body was directly scraped away, revealing his blue hair.

Then he spoke while acting.

"Full liberation..."

His gun began to gradually merge into his body, and blood mist began to gradually rise around him. He first hurriedly dodged to avoid Mordred's slash, and then directly slapped him back with one tail.

“No mercy…”

Kuchulin turned around in circles and slapped the talisman papers directly with his tail, but the tail still began to freeze and his body began to form an exoskeleton.

"Repent for your choice! Curruid (Beast of Break Dead Tooth)!!"

The exoskeleton on Kuqiurin's body had basically been formed. He caught Wuming's attack empty-handed and was directly knocked back more than ten meters.

With the explosion of scarlet magic, he walked out in full arms. Although bleeding began to ooze in certain parts of his body due to this explosion, it was just a few minor injuries and was soon treated by his master, as if he was not injured.

"Ambushes on ten sides, like shadowless!"

Yan Qing came to Kuqiurin and began to attack Kuqiurin with a wonderful footwork. From a distance, it seemed that there were two Yan Qings teleporting and attacking around Kuqiurin.

Kuqiolin was also trying his best to attack Yan Qing. However, Yan Qing's footwork was too wonderful, Kuqiolin could basically not hit Yan Qing, and Kuqiolin also had a vague urge to vomit blood.

Yan Qing had a very tricky angle to hit him, and basically he was hitting the main body of his body. Perhaps Yan Qing was too confident about his treasure, or it might be because of his negligence that Kuqiulin caught Yan Qing's flaws, and he guessed Yan Qing's general attack rules.

′Next... you will appear directly behind me!′

Kuqiurin's body tilted slightly, and then his tail directly flashed to Yan Qing behind him.

Yan Qing, who was preparing to give him the final blow to this round of treasure, was caught off guard by Kuqiurin's attack. Although he was surprised, he would not waste time and fighter jets because of surprise. Although he had been photographed by Kuqiurin's tail, he still tried his best to photograph the last one on Kuqiurin's tail.

A big hole was blown out from the back of Kuchulin's flat and wide tail, which seemed to be broken at any time. Yan Qing was also shot away and pierced directly into the cement pit. Lying in the pit, he frowned and stroked his abdomen with his hands. He leaned on his legs and barely stood up. Then he coughed heavily and coughed a lot of blood.

After using this treasure, Kuqiurin's muscle strength can reach EX. Moreover, for most creatures, the tail swing is not weak at all, and it is even the main attack method. Kuqiurin's tail is not weak. In this way, Yan Qing, who has only D+'s endurance, said that he could not bear it.

Yan Qing's attack is not bad. Many creatures' tails are directly connected to the spine, so the tails are very sensitive to them. It will definitely hurt like this. I don't know how Kuchulin's expression under the helmet is now.

Arthur ignored whether he felt good. He rushed to Kuchulin and stabbed directly at Kuchulin's face.

Kuchulin directly stuck Arthur's gun with the eight spear blades on his fist armor.