The Trinity of Harry Potter

Kano originally thought that when he opened his eyes, he would return to the eve of the battle because of his defeat, or he would have left Immortal Hill because of his victory in the battle.

But when he opened his eyes, he saw Liam's unshaven face.

"Did I win or lose?" Cano paused, "Is the cycle over?"

Liam shook his head: "You should have won. I don't know if this cycle is over."

Kano stood up and found a soft bed covered with animal skins under him: "What do you mean?"

"Just now we saw you and Fergus fall down at the same time, and then there was a white light. You should be considered the winner."

"But we are still in a fantasy world, and we are in the Connaught military camp." Liam replied.

After hearing this, Kano quickly got up, opened the door, and walked out of this luxurious room that was incompatible with the military camp.

There were two young Irish knights guarding the door. When they saw Cano coming out, they looked at him with admiration.

"What's going on? We have become Connaught's honored guests?" Kano looked at the two young knights and asked in confusion.

Not only the two young men around him, but also the patrol officers passing by looked at him with admiration, which made Kano a little bit overwhelmed.

"Mr. Canopus, it seems that this time Fergus has spoken, saying that you are as brave as him." The young man quickly replied, "Thanks to you, all our companions are now in good condition.

rest."

If you are big-hearted enough, you can still rest.

Just standing here for a while, I saw several Connaught soldiers who died in your attack in the last round.

Kano also knew that these Irish knights were too tense mentally and really needed a rest, so he suppressed his desire to complain and said nothing.

"I'm going to see Fergus." Kano greeted Liam behind him, stopped a group of guards, and asked them to lead them to the central tent.

The style here is completely different from that of the Ulster Military Camp. Fergus's big tent is splendid and resplendent, with bursts of aroma of wine and food coming from inside, accompanied by vulgar folk tunes sung by a broken gong voice.

Kano opened the curtain and was immediately thrust into his hands by the generals on both sides with a large, full wine glass, which seemed to be made of ox horn.

"Drink! For tomorrow's victory!"

There was a roar in the tent, everyone was drinking wine, and the golden turbid wine flowed down their beards.

How could Kano drink it? He was now full of doubts.

"Okay, that's it for today!" The bold man sitting on the main seat waved his hand, "When we return from victory tomorrow, we'll drink here again!"

Everyone agreed in unison, picked up the wine glasses, drank all the wine, and left one after another, leaving only Cano and Fergus in the tent.

"Come here and sit down."

Unobstructed by the black mist, Fergus was a rough and bold man. He tore off a hind leg from the roast pig in front of him and stuffed it into Cano's hands.

"You are definitely not a fantasy, you are Fergus himself." Cano said while looking at the fragrant pork leg roasted in his hand.

"Haha, I wasn't the one when I fought you just now, but I am now." Fergus wiped his mouth, "You won't be fighting me tomorrow, your opponent will be Cu Chulainn."

"I understand your resentment. You are eager to wash away your history of fleeing without a fight." Kano asked doubtfully, "So, does Cu Chulainn have any unfinished thoughts in this battle?"

Fergus laughed loudly: "How simple, he also wants to have a life-and-death fight with me with real swords and guns."

"We are in opposition for various reasons, but we don't want to fight each other because of our love."

"But as warriors, the desire to fight is burning in our hearts and we want to compete! Not only us, but also the warriors of Connacht and Ulster want to know who is stronger."

"So, you just found a unit of measurement?" Kano pointed at himself unhappily.

"Don't think too much, this is not the style of us Celtic warriors." Fergus interrupted the conversation and handed the horn wine glass to Cano's chest again.

"Eat, drink, plunder the most treasures, and pursue the most beautiful women!"

When Kano stood in front of the two armies on his little unicorn the next day, he still felt a lingering taste of roast pig lingering in his mouth.

"Suddenly I feel like I have no enthusiasm for fighting anymore." Kano muttered to himself.

"How is that possible? The blood of warriors flows in your body, and you will not back down in front of the strong." Fergus patted Kano, "Go ahead and compete with our strongest warrior.

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Kano rode out into the battle, and Cu Chulainn, who was wrapped in black mist, appeared directly this time. The red spear in his hand pointed downwards, and the bright red magic power caused the dust on the ground to fly.

As soon as the fight began, Kano felt heavy pressure.

Cú Chulainn's spear skills are light and agile, focusing on stabbing. Like a flexible snake, he can attack from all kinds of incredible angles.

Moreover, a magic jet would fly out from the head of his gun from time to time, and the spear in his hand was like a simple laser cannon.

In addition, the red spear - Gayeborg has barbs on it, which often hooks Kano's shield or oak sword, disrupting his defensive movements and artificially creating openings for attacks.

Kano tried his best to parry, but soon there were several blood holes in his body, and blood flowed out in large streams.

Kano had to mobilize magic power to promote wound healing, but this would only weaken the magic shield and cause more penetrating wounds.

Can't go on like this, Kano felt his eyes turning black, and his hands and feet were slowly losing strength.

The little unicorn jumped back, and Kano took off his bow and arrow and started shooting.

However, Cu Chulainn, like a prophet who predicted the future, avoided Kano's arrows by moving flexibly, and quickly approached him.

Kano had no choice but to let the little unicorn run away, while picking up the oak sword again and condensing the magic power again.

Layers of silver brilliance are compressed on the sword, and the majestic momentum builds up layer by layer.

Seeing that it was too late to stop him, Cu Chulainn jumped off the horse, lowered his waist and drew in his abdomen, his body was like drawing a bow, and he carried Gayeborg behind his back with his right hand.

Kano felt a vague aura locked in his heart, and he was stimulated and subconsciously threw out the magic blade in his hand.

Cu Chulainn's figure blurred, and Gayebog flew out like a red meteor.

The collision between the two made no sound. The silver light blade was penetrated by the red meteor like cloth. Although it caused huge casualties to the soldiers watching the show, it was cut into two pieces and passed by Cu Chulainn's side.

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The red meteor directly penetrated Kano's chest, taking him off the horse and hanging him half dead in the air, bleeding from his mouth and nose.

Everything around him became blurry again, and Kano closed his eyes helplessly.