Chapter 40: Heroic Spirits Summon, All Those Who Come Are Lucky E
The crescent moon hangs high, and the stars twinkle under the navy blue night.
The towering Star Observation Tower stands in the center of the Holy City. It is as white as jade and looks like a silver tower. Under the light of the stars and the moon, the outer wall shines like a dream.
The corridors on the top floor, paved with pure white marble, echoed with the footsteps of the knights.
After a brief chat downstairs, the knights of the Round Table all had their own concerns. There was no conversation along the way, and the atmosphere was very dull.
The Yangtze River Knight thought for a moment and took the lead in breaking the silence:
"Gao Wenqing, Morgan chose to summon the heroic spirit at this time just to deal with the knight named Ren, right?"
He was very curious about the origin of Ren that made the Witch of Britain so fearful. She didn't say anything when she knew that there was a knight king in this singularity.
"Isn't it obvious?"
Cui Sadang spoke before the Sun Knight, with a smile on his face, "No matter what else, the strength he showed alone makes people feel like they are stuck in their throats. It's really sad. I seem to have a bad compatibility with him."
I have to admit that Archer, who is famous for his dexterity, diverse attacks and weirdness, seems to be defeated by the opponent.
If you want to defeat that man, you need simple, brutal and powerful firepower.
"That's because you are too incompetent!"
The naughty kid Xiao Mo had no scruples, with a very happy and unruly smile on his face.
"Look, didn't Gao Wenqing get knocked down by three punches and two kicks this time? It seems that the false king (Si Dai) is stronger, and he chopped down the invincible Sun Knight with just a few swords."
Tristan: "..."
Gawain: "..."
Don't blame them for being speechless. With just this one sentence, the naughty boy insulted four people.
He scolded Cui Sadness, mocked Gawain, questioned Si Dai's identity, and stepped on Ren's strength.
It can only be said that Xiao Mo is also a chat genius.
She silenced everyone again. Fortunately, the summoning room in the central hall has arrived.
Incense candles were lit on the walls, and the bright and clear light of the stars and the moon leaked from the skylight on the roof. The exquisite magic circle carved with mercury on the ground was flowing with a layer of silver light.
Morgan stood beside the magic circle and had been waiting for a long time.
She was wearing a black dress decorated with blue trim. The tights outlined her graceful and hot figure, with large expanses of snow-white skin exposed on her lower abdomen and collarbone. She looked extremely sultry and alluring.
This is a peerless enchantress with all kinds of charm, who can attract people's attention no matter where she goes.
But here is the exception.
Gao Wen, Xiao Mo, and Age Guiwen, the three filial sons, didn't even look at her. They stood motionless beside her after she came in.
There was still a bewildered smile on Cui Sade's face, but he didn't open his eyes.
Only the Yangtze River Knight's eyes flickered for a moment, his gaze resting on the witch's delicate face that was 90% similar to the Lion King, and then he immediately looked away with a guilty conscience.
Everyone should forgive him. Xiaolan is actually a good person, but she is prone to making some principled mistakes when facing beautiful women.
"Now that everyone is here, I'll start."
The corners of Sister Wang's mouth raised slightly, not caring about the knights' indifference and disgust towards her. She had no feelings for them anyway.
She took out a Holy Grail and placed it on the formation.
This Holy Grail is not very similar to the Holy Grail made by the Magic King, or the "artificial Holy Grail" made by Ren.
The whole body is golden in color, but the material does not look like metal. Instead, it looks like a stone object, similar to the shape of a bowl rather than a wine glass.
The outer wall is engraved with a mark similar to a holy seal, giving people an unparalleled sense of sacred majesty. It is also inlaid with beautiful agates, emitting colorful light!
This looks like a treasure and a sacred object, different from the street stall goods made by Mr. Ren and Mr. Gai.
'This is the Holy Grail that the king obtained? One of the sources of our [blessing] power...'
Even a few Knights of the Round Table could not help but be attracted by its mysterious and holy brilliance.
After all, the story of the Knights of the Round Table pursuing the Holy Grail is quite popular.
But the only one who truly succeeded was Galahad, the most holy and innocent knight who chose to return the Holy Grail to God (God), and his soul also ascended to heaven.
But I’m not sure that The Lion King is the “Holy Grail of Christ”.
There are too many Holy Grail legends in the moon world.
From the "Uruk Grail" more than five thousand years ago to the "Heaven's Grail" built by the three families of Fuyuki City, there are countless legends about the Holy Grail that have been circulated.
The Lion King has been wandering the earth like a ghost for more than 1,500 years.
With her strength, if she collects carefully, she might be able to get two or three different versions of the Holy Grail.
Fortunately, after transforming into a goddess, she basically had no desires and only took one. Otherwise, if more than ten or twenty heroic spirits were rolled out to join the battle, the sixth singularity would probably be destroyed.
The blessings of the knights are also blessed by the Holy Grail. Currently, there are──
[Reversal]: Tristan
[Nightless]: Gao Wen
[Rampage]: Mordred
[Sad]: Lancelot
Depending on the capacity or ultimate load of this Holy Grail, up to two more heroic spirits can be shaken.
The Seventh Singularity Point C used the Uruk Cup in a flash, but only summoned eight followers to help. Mr. Jin couldn't bear the extra number.
After all, the servants summoned by the Holy Grail are not the kind of wild servants summoned by the suppression power. They have to be worshiped by the summoner himself, that is, Morgan.
Sister Wang's clone is no better than the Goddess of the Holy Spear, whose magical power is almost infinite.
"Declare!
Your body is under my command, and my destiny rests on your sword.
In response to the call of the Holy Grail, if you are willing to follow this will, you can answer my call.
I swear an oath here.
I am the one who has accomplished all the good deeds in this world,
I am the person who spreads all the evil in the world..."
Morgan began to sing, and his clear voice was pleasant to the ear.
After each verse, the light of the Holy Grail and the magic circle becomes more and more dazzling.
Huhu~
The violent magic is raging and ravaging in the hall!
The magic whirlwind swept across, and several Knights of the Round Table subconsciously narrowed their eyes, their bodies stood still, and the cloaks behind them rustled.
Sister Wang has a sweet smile, and her singing matches the magic power flowing in the magic circuit to attract the heroic spirits existing in the "seat".
As a great magician, she even sent the "request" to the heroic spirit along with the chanting of incantations and the fluctuation of magic power.
First.
I sincerely ask for help from all the heroic spirits here, but those who respond must come with the three classes of Saber, Archer, and Lancer.
second.
Be obedient and loyal.
Morgan didn't use the holy relic, and he didn't need it. Anyway, the three knights who met the basic conditions were not too weak.
There are three places, whoever responds first will come first.
"──You appear in the Seven Heavens of the Three Great Word Spirits, the Wheel of Self-Suppression, Guardian of the Scales!"
Filled with light, full of miracles.
Paranormal existences beyond magic──Heroic spirits are about to be summoned into this world.
The strong wind that whipped up at the same time as these words were announced made the complex and exquisite magic circle emit dazzling light, and the miracle materialized instantly.
Heroes who take human fantasy as their flesh and reach the inhuman realm even though they are human.
The magical wind weakened into a gentle breeze, and the dazzling light faded into a hazy haze. Then, three figures with a strong aura appeared on the magic circle.
The first man was wearing a light grass-green battle suit, with long black hair that was casually raised and smoothed back. He was a man with an upright appearance.
He has a dark red spear in his left hand and a yellow spear in his right hand. His rank as a spearman is clearly evident, and there is a tear mole on his face that exudes charm all the time.
Coincidentally, the second person is also a spearman.
His blue hair was tied back, his knight armor highlighted his well-proportioned muscle lines, his eyes were particularly sharp, and his whole body exuded a fierce aura like a beast.
The momentum is more powerful than the first person.
With a blood-red spear on his shoulder, Lancer's red pupils looked at the people in the hall, as if searching for prey.
The last person is tall and powerful, and he is a Saber.
He was wearing shining silver armor, the armor with blades was a bit ferocious in shape, and he carried a huge sword on his back with a hilt inlaid with cyan gems.
With her white hair swaying in the gentle wind, this Saber is like a silent god of war, and her powerful aura makes everyone look at her.
Even if you haven't done it, you know that this is definitely a top-notch servant.
"Very good, it looks like they all have two brushes."
An arrogant smile appeared on Xiao Mo's face, and he put down the cold "cheating sword" in his hand.
not kidding.
If there was a vulnerable parallel import, she would be the first to go up and kill it.
But these three are obviously not easy people to deal with, especially the last one, Saber, who is wearing silver armor. You can tell at a glance that she is a ruthless person, giving her a sense of oppression like a natural enemy.
"Heroes, as you can see, I am your common Master this time. Please tell me your real names one by one."
Morgan waved his hand and put away the Holy Grail, and a charming smile appeared on his pretty snow-white face, which made the flowers eclipse.
However, the atmosphere in the hall is still a bit dull.
The second blue spearman had an expressionless face, and the last Saber was also silent.
The spearman in the grass-green uniform had no choice but to step forward first when he saw this.
He put down the red and yellow guns in his hands, knelt down on one knee with the courtesy of a knight and said:
"Knights of Fiona, Diarmuid Odina pays homage to the lord."
"You're welcome. I will explain the situation later. Just stand aside and wait."
Morgan nodded slightly, his attitude lukewarm.
To be honest, she was not very satisfied with the strength of this spearman known as the "Glorious Appearance", the chief warrior of the Irish Fiona Knights in Celtic mythology.
Although it's not out of place, it's just barely adequate.
After all, the legend about Diarmuid's sword skills is more famous than those two magic spears. Fortunately, he is more obedient.
Brother Brush nodded in agreement and walked to the side with a gun. There were several Knights of the Round Table. The vaguely powerful auras of these knights also made him secretly frightened.
What's going on? Not only are there a lot of followers here, they also seem to be very strong.
He happened to be standing next to the rebellious knight. Xiao Mo showed a somewhat "shy" smile and said hello to the spearman:
"Hello, you are famous for your glorious appearance."
"Well, hello, who are you──"
The friendly attitude made Diarmuid relax slightly, and he was about to ask about the situation softly.
"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in telling my name to someone who's not as strong as me."
The next second, the naughty child immediately changed his face, sneered and mocked.
Brother Brush: "..."
The sudden change of attitude really catches an honest person off guard.
However, Brother Gun had a good temper and was not angry at all. Unfortunately, he obviously had no memory of the Fourth War and could not recognize his silly face.
"I am Agguiwen, this is the Holy City..."
Agguiwen, who still looked gloomy, briefly explained the situation.
This at least lets the spearman know where this place is and who this group of people is.
"What's wrong? The Son of Light, Kuran's fierce dog, looks like he's stepped on dog poop. Aren't you happy to see your sister?"
In the hall, Sister Wang looked at the blue spearman with a look of disgust on his face with a smile.
"It turned out to be Cu Chulainn."
"The great demigod hero in Kettle mythology."
"Hmph, the breath like a beast is not bad."
The Knights of the Round Table, Sun Knight Gawain, Lancelot, and Xiao Mo, expressed their opinions one after another, and they were a little surprised to see it first.
Even Tristan, who had been closing his eyes, opened his eyes and looked at Brother Dog.
This attitude is obviously different from how he treated Diarmuid.
Because several Knights of the Round Table are confident that they can suppress Diarmuid, who is a Lancer, even if they don't bring blessings.
But Cu Chulainn is different.
Even the two strongest men in the round table, Gawain and Lancelot, who had the blessing of the Lion King three times, dare not say that they can suppress the famous hero in "The Cow Snatch".
All the Knights of the Round Table are basically top-notch.
If there is no blessing, Lancelot, who is a top player in human combat, would be better. Top players like Gawain and Tristan, who are normal, will be overwhelmed when facing the dog brother.
It would be even more difficult for a first-rate and mid-level Heroic Spirit like Xiao Mo to deal with a big dog, and Age Guiwen was basically no match.
Although he is "Schrödinger's dog" and sometimes falls out of the top level inexplicably, the dog brother is still very good.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The five battles were fought on unfavorable terrain and without the support of the Master, and they fought for a long time against Jin Shining Shining, who was firing volleys of money from thousands of sects. This performance was so strong that he deserves to be called
Demigod hero.
"It turned out to be him."
Diarmuid was a little surprised when he looked at the big dog in the field with a constipated look on his face.
They both belong to Celtic mythology, and they actually have some connections.
Cu Chulainn was probably active in the first century AD, while Diarmuid was active in the third century AD. Originally, Cu Chulainn could be said to be Diarmuid's predecessor.
But──
Cu Chulainn's grandmother was Decterre, Princess of Ulster in Ireland.
Diarmuid, who was born a hundred or two hundred years after Brother Dog, was adopted by Angus, the god of love, and became his adopted son.
One of Angus’s daughters is the mother of Cú Chulainn’s grandmother Dectel, so although Cúchulainn is much older than Diarmuid, Diarmuid is of higher generation and is Cúchulainn’s
Great-grandfather.
Sounds nonsense?
Are you hundreds of years younger than me and your great-grandfather?
If you look at Greek mythology, you will know that this is nothing. No one can figure out the specific relationship between the Greek gods and the demigod heroes, not even the God King Zeus.
Of course, if you really meet the big dog, Brother Brush will not show off and will still call you "senior", otherwise Brother Gou may have to kill the family out of righteousness.
However──
Even though he was valued by the Knights of the Round Table and the "younger generations", Cu Chulainn could not laugh.
He stared at Morgan fiercely, his expression slightly ferocious:
"You damn witch, bitch! If I knew it was you who was summoning me, I would never bother to pay attention."
Brother Dog looked like he wanted to peel off her skin.
"Haha, you are still so strong and brave. My sister really likes you more and more. Come on, smile."
Morgan's smile grew brighter.
She hooked her green fingers, and her magic power condensed into several red-eyed crows that exuded an ominous aura of death, spinning around the spearmen.
Whoosh!
This move seriously irritated Cu Chulainn. The magic spear in his hand flashed away like scarlet lightning, and several crows were torn apart instantly!
"Witch, you deserve to die——"
The big dog pressed the magic gun against Sister Wang's neck, and the sharp scarlet tip was only a hair's breadth away from her snow-white and delicate skin.
Of course, this is the limit.
The phantom flashed, and just when he took action, the Sun Knights Gawain and Lancelot moved almost at the same time.
The charging action of the two people was about to leave the afterimage. A holy sword that released the light of flames, and a magic sword with a blue luster like the moonlight lake were placed on the big dog's neck one on the left and the other on the right!
"hateful……"
Cu Chulainn glanced at the two knights of the Round Table, and his body suddenly trembled, as if he could not maintain his shape and was about to dissipate.
He had just been suddenly cut off from his magic power supply, otherwise he would not have been subdued so easily.
"Child of Light, don't bite like a mad dog. I am not her."
Morgan resumed the supply of magic power to Lancer and raised his eyebrows, "Taking your anger out on me is not what a man would do."
"snort!"
These words seemed to make Cu Chulainn calm down a little. He snorted and put down the bright red spear tip that was pressed against the witch's neck.
Gawain and Lancelot looked at each other, sheathed their swords and stepped aside.
Don't be surprised why Brother Dog reacted so strongly. In Celtic mythology, he was designed to die by the witch Morrigan.
Morgan le Fay (an le Fay), perhaps also called Morgana (ana), Morgause (ause), Morirgan (Morirgan), etc., are more or less related to each other and even are each other's vests.
In the moon world, Morgan and Morrigan may not be the same person, but Brother Dog will never like Sister Wang either.
After all, Morgan and Morrigan must be related. Even if they are not the same person, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are the same kind.
"Lancer, I am your Master now, and this is your attitude?"
Sister Wang didn't care at all about the big dog's hostility towards her, with a smile on her lips.
I don’t dare to say that she will win against other top servants, but because of the related myths and legends, Cu Chulainn was almost defeated by her. If you are cautious, he will not be able to make waves.
"Humph, I can pretend that I don't know you, but don't expect me to do anything for you that makes me feel disgusted.
I'm only here to fight!"
Cu Chulainn looked like he had stepped on shit and refused to look at her face.
His eyes swept over Gawain, Lancelot, and Xiao Mo, the Knights of the Round Table, and he was slightly surprised by the abundant magical energy flowing out of them.
It seems to be some kind of "protection"? His strength has improved a lot...
Finally, the big dog stood beside Diarmuid carrying a spear.
"Senior Cu Chulainn, nice to meet you." Brother Brush said with some respect.
After all, the Big Dog was active only a hundred or two hundred years earlier than him. At that time, Cu Chulainn was at his peak, and many people in the Fiona Knights almost grew up hearing his stories.
"Um."
Brother Gou nodded slightly in response.
He is in a bad mood right now and the situation is unknown, otherwise he wouldn't mind chatting with this "junior" who has some connections with him.
The identity of the two spearmen was revealed, and only the white-haired Saber wearing heavy armor remained in the scene, but his real name was not revealed.
In fact, even Morgan didn't know his name. She could recognize the Irish Child of Light for a special reason.
"Saber, why don't you introduce yourself?"
The witch of Britain's eyes flashed, and she seemed to take him seriously.
At this moment, almost everyone's eyes were focused on Saber.
Without him, this taciturn man is very powerful.
His white hair is as white as snow, his eyes are like a deep pool, and his tall body is like an indestructible castle. Just standing there gives people a natural sense of oppression.
This is the kind of powerful guy who knows he must be a top-notch heroic spirit before he even takes action.
Seeing everyone looking at him, Saber put down the hand holding the hilt of the big sword behind her.
Just when the big dog couldn't help but attack Morgan, he was about to stop him, but he stopped again after noticing the actions of the two Knights of the Round Table.
"Siegfried."
The man said it so plainly, as if he was a nobody, without too many vocabulary modifications.
However, he is not really a nobody.
"That dragon-slaying warrior in Norse mythology?" Gawain was surprised.
"This guy looks pretty strong." Xiao Mo grinned.
Inheriting part of King Arthur's red dragon bloodline, she would feel a little uncomfortable facing such a legendary dragon-slaying hero.
"The Demonic Sword Balmung."
Lancelot glanced at the opponent's back, the fantasy sword inlaid with cyan gems.
Like the "Indestructible Lake Light", it is a magic sword that has the legend of defeating dragons. In a sense, it is King Arthur's nemesis...
"Dragon slayer?
I really want to have a big fight with him right away."
Cu Chulainn's red pupils were burning with fighting spirit, and he seemed a little eager to try.
'It's Siegfried...that's great.'
There was nothing unusual on Morgan's pretty face, but there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.
Won the jackpot.
That’s not to say that Siegfried is definitely stronger than Cu Chulainn, or Gawain and Lancelot who have triple blessings, but──
Right now the Holy City needs this type of heroic spirit!
She knew very well that when dealing with a warrior master, heroes with tricky attacks and flashy abilities were basically useless. What she wanted was a battle tank with strong martial arts skills and thick skin and flesh.
Just like Gawain, even if you can't defeat him, you can still hold him back.
And Siegfried is that kind of magical battle tank.
Moreover, as a powerful dragon slayer, he can also restrain the opposite King of Knights (Si Dai).
"Siegfried, very good, hahahaha..."
Morgan couldn't help but laugh, he was so sleepy that he gave him a pillow.
Flying dragon riding on the face... Ahem, the dragon-slaying warrior is here, how can he lose?
My Saber can resist, fight, and is very obedient. This wave is stable...
But she seemed to have forgotten.
Diarmuid, Cu Chulainn, and Siegfried, the three of them are all serious Europeans on the surface, but when cut open, they are all black non-chiefs.
If Ren were here, he would also laugh out loud.
Three lucky E’s, I really don’t know where Sister Wang got her confidence.
One can be said to be an exception. Three movies in a row are so dark. Don’t you feel a little bit like Hercules (Uncle B)?
It can only be said that Sister Wang does not understand the "Holy Grail War". If she knew what happened to the Grand Duke "Vlad III" of the FA world next door, I am afraid she would not think so.
Archduke: To be honest, when I learned that our Saber was the famous Siegfried, I thought so─
Everyone, look out, this is the dragon-slaying warrior.
The protagonist of the German epic "Nibelungenlied".
Legendary hero.
Siegfried is invincible!
He is both civil and military, handsome and unrestrained.
Immortal body, professional dragon slaying.
Fantasy sword, the devil is lost!
Isn’t the dragon Fafnir awesome? He’ll do it to death.
My biggest regret during my lifetime was that none of my men could fight. Siegfried, he is the strongest brave man I know!
This Holy Grail War is definitely won.
Capital letters are stable.
The dragon-slaying warrior leads the way. In my opinion, this is a win-win situation.
…
Then, within a few days, Siegfried spared no effort to save the life of the cheating android protagonist Sieg, and was the first of 14 to hit the street.
Grand Duke:?(;′Д｀?), this, this, this... this is unscientific!
Siegfried: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...
As for Diarmuid and Big Dog, not to mention their African faces, they are even more aggressive than Uncle Fei.
Ren: So what about the thousand-year-old fairy? After all, she is a woman with long hair and short knowledge. If I summoned three lucky E's, I would be so scared that I would pack up and get out immediately...
No matter what, the Holy City side has completed the summons.
Diarmuid, who is at the top of the second-rate level, "Schrödinger's dog" who repeatedly jumps on the edge of the top level, and the last Nordic dragon-slaying warrior who is firmly at the top level.
No matter what others think, Sister Wang is very satisfied.
Cu Chulainn and Siegfried are two top heroes. Even for the Holy City of Camelot, they are a great enhancement.
As for Brother Brush, just think of it as a free gift, which is better than the solemn knight.
Diarmuid: "..."
As if he could see Morgan's contempt for him, the spearman felt bitter, but he didn't say anything.