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Although Mu Qiu didn't read the almanac when he went out today, he felt that he was very lucky, otherwise how could he have picked up two heroic spirits.

That's right, Mu Qiu didn't pay attention to Lancer who came to find fault at all, thinking that he was delivering goods to the door.

Therefore, Mu Qiu thought that he was lucky.

However, Lancer, who was holding the red magic spear upside down and wearing blue light armor, didn't think so.

Walking in the rain, what gradually approached Mu Qiu and Medea in a relaxed manner was the Lancer participating in the Holy Grail War. He was the famous hero "Son of Light" from the Ulster region of Northern Ireland in Celtic mythology. Cu Chulainn.

As a famous half-human, half-god hero in history, Cu Chulainn is quite confident in his combat power, and his opponent is a magician who is weak in melee combat. His posture and tone are very relaxed.

"As expected of Caster, who is a magician. Even at the end of his life, there is still a glimmer of hope. Is this guy your backup? Let him be your new master so that you can continue to participate in the Holy Grail War."

"But unfortunately, the order I received here is to kill Caster completely, so I'm sorry, I can only ask you to die together with this unknown brother here."

Murderous intent is spreading

The invisible magic power bounced off the surrounding rain. Although the blue spearman had a smile on his face, there was no smile in his blood-colored eyes, and there was only a frightening cold indifference.

Medea struggled to use magic to fight the enemy, but as soon as Medea had the tendency to attack, Mu Qiu raised her hand to stop her movement.

Even if she was unscathed, Medea in her heyday was no match for Cu Chulainn, let alone now that she was so seriously injured that she was about to return to the Hall of Valor, she obediently stood aside as a quiet beautiful girl and watched him bully Wang sauce is fine.

When Mu Qiu stopped Medea, the blue spearman suddenly lowered his body, and shot out instantly as he assumed a charging posture.

The distance between the two disappeared in an instant, and the red magic spear came to Mu Qiu's chest in the blink of an eye.

"Your heart is mine"

The cold gun point full of murderous intent slapped Mu Qiu's skin through the thin clothes, making him feel a little bit of coolness. He restrained his body's subconscious instinctive reaction of wanting to fight back, and let the red gun point stab at his chest.

"Accepted"

Accompanied by Cu Chulainn's excited words and Medea's powerless eyes, the magic spear pierced Mu Qiu's chest.

Subsequently

Amidst the dense rain, there was a crisp sound of metal colliding.

After the tip of Cu Chulainn's magic spear pierced the skin of Mu Qiu's chest, he couldn't go any further and was blocked.

"how is this possible"

Cu Chulainn's unbelievable roar even scattered the rain within three centimeters in front of his face.

His magic spear, gáebolg, the spear that pierces death thorns, is a weapon related to cause and effect, and its moves can reverse the order of cause and effect of things.

At the moment of release, the effect of the opponent's heart being pierced will be produced first. Since the opponent's heart is pierced, the cause of the gun hitting will occur later.

Of course, this does not mean that this move is invincible. It is beyond the attack range of the Noble Phantasm, has the means of recovery, and super luck or intuition, it is possible to avoid the move.

But Cu Chulainn couldn't understand the operation of catching the magic spear with a flesh and blood body and blocking it without a hair.

His magic spear can easily tear steel, but it can't pierce a person's skin. How hard is this person's skin?

Cu Chulainn wasn't shocked for too long. Being used to dealing with all kinds of emergencies in the battlefield, he quickly adjusted his mentality, jumped back two times to distance himself from Mu Qiu, held guns in both hands, and put on a vigilant posture.

"The power is quite strong. I felt a little pain just now."

Mu Qiu looked down, and after the spear point left, he had automatically repaired the torn clothes, and reached out to pat the non-existent dust.

Then he raised his head, looked at Cu Chulainn, who was more than ten meters away from him, and took out the Zhenjin Tang Dao that he had forged a few days ago from the storage space.

There are four kinds of Tang Dao, one is Yi Dao, the second is Barrier Dao, the third is Heng Dao, and the fourth is Mo Dao, but generally speaking of Tang Dao, it refers to Tang Heng Dao, which has a narrow and straight blade, a small shank, and a long handle.

The bright silver blade reflected the icy cold light, and strands of chill radiated with the light, making Cu Chulainn twitch his brows.

Any warrior who has experienced the battlefield can tell the quality of a weapon. The moment he saw Mu Qiu take out that weapon, Cu Chulainn knew it was a good knife.

But it was precisely because it was a good knife that Cu Chulainn felt a headache. The other party was already rough-skinned and thick-skinned, and if he had a precious knife that cut iron like mud, he would be in trouble.

"You're not coming? If you're not coming, I'm going to do it."

After waiting for a while, seeing that Cu Chulainn was just posing there, neither escaping nor attacking, Mu Qiu lost patience and tightened her grip on the hilt of the horizontal sword.

Taking one step forward is like teleporting.

Straight across more than ten meters, to the front of Cu Chulainn, Liang Yin's straight blade slashed across Cu Chulainn's neck, which was not completely covered by the light armor.

Before the blade reached, the cold blade touched Cu Chulainn's slender neck, cutting a slender red line on it.

"boom"

There was a bang, and earth and rocks splashed.

As if being hit by a truck, Cu Chulainn flew backwards at high speed, and the knife that Mu Qiu slashed naturally missed.

"Good risk, good risk"

Cu Chulainn patted his chest in shock. If he hadn't instinctively jumped back just now, he might have been decapitated by a knife.

Mu Qiu didn't pursue him, but stood still and watched Cu Chulainn silently, waiting for him to regain his posture.

Cu Chulainn didn't keep Mu Qiu waiting for a long time. After a few symbolic pats on the chest, Cu Chulainn regained his posture and rushed towards Mu Qiu.

He has experienced countless battles, large and small, and passed by death countless times. The mere experience of being almost decapitated by an owl is not enough to scare Cu Chulainn.

The blue phantom galloped, and the scarlet magic gun waved, pulling out several scarlet streamers.

Mu Qiu greeted him with a knife, and the sound of the clash of gold and spear resounded through the forest amidst the rain.

The blue spearman moved nimbly and was extremely fast, pulling out phantoms, constantly changing positions, waving the scarlet magic spear, stabbing at Mu Qiu's vitals, but they were all blocked by Liangyin's horizontal knife.

Cu Chulainn's crazy offensive failed to make Mu Qiu move a step. The gap between the two was so big that Medea, who was leaning on the tree trunk, could clearly see it.

who the hell is he

The same doubts arose in Cu Chulainn's mind. He couldn't see the attack of the dawn of victory, which made him feel irritable and eager to know the origin of the opponent.

Mu Qiu, who was fighting against Cu Chulainn, saw Cu Chulainn's initial chaotic offensive, and turned from defense to offense.

The sword became sharp as soon as he drew it. He forced Cu Chulainn back with several swords, and pursued him at the moment when he was forced to retreat. The bright sword light tore through the rain curtain and fell.