At the same time, Cu Chulainn also returned to his throne.
"Thank you for your hard work, Xiaoku."
Looking at the scarred Cú Chulainn, Maeve, who was holding a whip, not only did not feel distressed, but instead felt excited. She seemed to find Cú Chulainn like this full of wildness and very fascinating.
certainly...
"Forget about the rest of the injuries. The heart injury is nothing to joke about. It almost shattered the spiritual core. Even if Xiaoku can endure it, he will die if the spiritual core is shattered, right?"
Maeve said this with a smile, not worried at all that Cu Chulainn would die like this.
In fact, Cu Chulainn's face was indeed indifferent towards his injuries, and he didn't care at all.
"The spiritual core is fine, it's just that the heart was pierced. If it weren't for the curse of the Death Thorn, this level of injury would have been cured long ago."
Cu Chulainn said this coldly.
"It's okay, Xiaoku. Even the curse of the magic gun can be eliminated as long as there is the . Xiaoku, don't worry at all. Just leave it to me, my Queen Maeve."
Maeve's cheerful expression made Cu Chulainn also nod.
"If it can be cured, do it quickly."
Cu Chulainn seemed to be talking about other people's affairs, and his tone did not change from beginning to end.
There's nothing we can do about it.
How injured he was and how painful it was was never something Cu Chulainn cared about.
Cu Chulainn only cared about one thing.
"In a short time, those guys will attack. If there is still this curse, it will be too troublesome. If it affects my killing, I don't want this heart anymore."
Cu Chulainn spoke calmly.
For this mad king, the injury on his body is just this kind of thing. Continuing to let it exist will only affect his combat effectiveness, and more importantly, his own state. As for whether he will be seriously injured to death, or he will suffer from excessive blood loss, That has nothing to do with Cu Chulainn, and Cu Chulainn will not care about things other than fighting and killing.
In view of this...
"You have to be prepared here, so as not to make any mistakes when you get to the battlefield." Cu Chulainn then looked at Maeve and said: "Release all the warriors in your inventory. How much combat power is left? Don’t keep any of them, send them all to the battlefield, and have the ready to summon new followers at any time.”
This is what Cu Chulainn really cares about.
"Don't worry, it'll be no problem." Maeve not only did not feel disappointed, but said enthusiastically: "The warriors still have a lot of reserves. In addition, they have also summoned some interesting things, although they have not summoned new ones yet. Servant, but as long as the is there, none of this will be a problem."
exactly.
With the as a wishing machine, the Celtic side is unlikely to lose.
As long as she has the power of the Holy Grail, Maeve can summon Celtic soldiers without limit.
As long as there is the power of the , then even the servants can summon new ones.
Even though Celtic, who owns the Holy Grail, currently only has four cavalry servants, while their opponents have a total of eight cavalry, they are still not at a disadvantage.
Not to mention...
"The man who ran away from home is back too."
Maeve smiled happily and looked at the third person in the hall.
There, archers holding big bows slowly appeared.
"Arjuna?"
Cu Chulainn cast his gaze on him.
"Welcome back, Arjuna, did you enjoy your outing?"
Maeve was still smiling.
Looking at the crazy and evil king and queen in front of him, Arjuna had a sullen face.
"Same as last time, I'll join you."
Arjuna spoke expressionlessly.
"I have only one request, you know."
Cu Chulainn did not make any response to Arjuna's speech, only Maeve nodded happily.
"Of course I know. The famous Arjuna and Karna must be yours, and you will definitely be able to defeat him, right?"
Maeve kept smiling at Arjuna, but all she got in return was Arjuna's silence.
In this way, Arjuna rejoined the Celtics and became enemies just as Luo Zhen and others had guessed before, increasing the number of servants on the Celtic side to five riders.
However, Luo Zhen and his party could not guess what happened next.
"So, although with the addition of Arjuna, there is already a lot of combat power here, but compared to the enemy, the number of servants is still smaller."
Maeve tilted her head and spoke like this.
"We should at least add one more rider, that way we have a chance of winning."
How to increase it
Summon with the
However, if the Holy Grail is used for summoning, new neutral servants will be summoned for the sake of balance.
so...
"Bring that cute toy here."
Maeve gave such instructions in an innocent voice like a child.
So, several Celtic soldiers escorted a man in.
That's a girl.
There was a young girl wearing gorgeous clothes, with her fiery red hair like maple leaves tied into twin tails, and a long bow on her back. She looked quite cute and had a relatively petite figure.
"she is... "
Seeing this girl, Arjuna's eyes couldn't help but condense.
Because Arjuna had seen the girl's face, hair color and gorgeous clothes before.
Right there in the aboriginal basin.
This girl looked almost exactly like Rama.
At this time, the girl seemed to be in an extremely weak state, and was almost dragged in by the Celtic soldiers.
"Well... "
An extremely low cry of distress came from the girl's mouth.
Looking at this girl, Maeve seemed to be in a good mood.
"I originally captured you just to lure the Indian hero out, but I didn't expect that you would actually be used."
Maeve's extremely pleasant words made the girl's body move slightly.
"what you up to... ?"
The girl asked with difficulty.
This brought a sadistic expression to Maeve's face.
"It's nothing, I just feel that fighting to the death with a loved one is too cruel." Maeve said with a smile: "However, as a myth, this is also one of the common stories. Since it is a mythical war, why not Let you stage a tragedy on this battlefield, what do you think?"
That's right.
Since summoning new followers may cause new neutral followers to appear, it is more convenient to use the already summoned followers instead of summoning new followers.
"It's okay, it won't hurt, maybe?"
Maeve smiled happily, cheerfully and diligently at the girl in front of her.
In his hand, the golden urn slowly emerged.
Seeing this, the girl seemed to realize her end.
"Rama... sir..."
The girl called out the name of her beloved for the last time.
Immediately afterwards, the golden urn bloomed with light, covering her.
""
In the light, the girl's whine could be faintly heard.
Seeing this scene, Arjuna closed his eyes.
Cu Chulainn, on the other hand, just watched indifferently from beginning to end, without saying any words.
The girl fell into despair.
For the mythical story that is about to be staged, I dedicated my insignificant self.