At the same time, Kuchurin returned to his throne.

"It’s really hard for you, Xiaoku."

Looking at the scarred Kui Chulin, Muff, who is holding a whip, not only does not feel distressed, but has a kind of excitement. It seems that Ku Kuulin is full of wildness and very fascinating.

of course

"The rest of the injuries will be counted. The heart injury is not a joke. Almost even the spirit core is broken. Even if the small library can be patient, the nuclear nucleus will die."

Muff smiled and said this, no one worried that Kuuchulin would die like this.

In fact, for the injury to her body, Kuuchulin is indeed a face of indifference, and does not care.

"The nucleus is fine, but the heart is pierced. If it is not because of the curse of the dead spine, this degree of injury will be good soon."

Kuy Chulin said this coldly.

"It's okay, Xiaoku, even if it is the curse of the magic gun, as long as there is a "Holy Grail", it will definitely be eliminated. The small library does not have to worry about it. Give it to me and give it to my queen, Meve."

Mei Fu’s unparalleled expression made Kuchu Chulin nod.

"If you can cure, just hurry."

Kuuchulin seems to be talking about other people's affairs, and the tone has not changed from beginning to end.

This is no way.

How much hurts himself and how painful it is, this is never what Kuchu Chulin will care about.

There is only one thing that Kuuchulin will care about.

"After a while, those guys will attack. If there is such a curse, it will be too much trouble. If it affects me to kill, I don't want this heart."

Ku Chulin is so faint.

For this mad king, the injury on his own is only such a thing. Continue to let it exist only affects his own combat effectiveness, and affects his own state. As for whether he will be injured or killed, or he will lose too much blood. That is all about Kurum Hill, and Kuyulin will not care about things other than fighting and killing.

In view of this

"You have to be prepared here, don't make any mistakes on the battlefield." Kuuchulin looked at Meve, saying: "Let all the soldiers in stock are released, how much is left in the battle. Don't stay, all of them are on the battlefield, and you have to be ready to call the new followers at any time."

This is what Kuchu Chulin really cares about.

"Do not worry, no problem." Meuff not only did not feel disappointing, but was very enthusiastic: "There are a lot of soldiers in the store, in addition to summoning some interesting things, although not yet summoned new The followers, but as long as there is the Holy Grail, these are not all problems."

exactly.

With the wishing machine of the Holy Grail, it is unlikely that the Celtic will lose if you look at it.

As long as there is the power of the Holy Grail, Meuff can call out Celtic soldiers without limit.

As long as there is the power of the Holy Grail, even the followers can summon new ones.

Celtic with the "Holy Grail" even if there are only four riders, and the opponents have a total of eight rides, but they still do not fall.

Not to mention

"The man who left home is also back."

Meve smiled happily and looked at the third person in the hall.

There, the bowman who held the big bow slowly appeared.

"A Zhouna?"

Ku Chulin cast his gaze on him.

"Welcome back, Ah Zhou, is it still fun to go out?"

Meve is still smiling.

Looking at the mad and evil king and queen in front of him, A Zhou’s face was calm.

"Like the last time, I will join you."

A Zhouna has an expressionless opening.

"I only have one request, you know."

For the speech of A Zhouna, Kuqiulin did not make any expression, only Meifu nodded very cheerfully.

"Of course I know that the famous A-Chou, Garna must be yours, you can beat him, right?"

Meph smiled at A Zhou’s non-stop, but it was only the silence of A Zhou.

In this way, A Zhouna rejoined Celtic, as Luo Zhen and others had guessed before, became an enemy, so that the Celtic side of the followers increased to five rides.

However, the next thing, Luo Zhen and his party could not guess.

"So, although with the addition of A Zhou, there has been a lot of combat power here, but compared with the enemy, the number of followers is still a little less."

Meph licked his head and said so.

"At least one more ride should be added, so that there is an odds."

How to increase it?

Summon with the Holy Grail?

But if you use the Holy Grail to summon, for the sake of checks and balances, new neutrals will be summoned.

and so

"Bring that cute toy up."

Like a child, Meuff made such an instruction in a voice that was innocent.

As a result, several Celtic soldiers escorted a person.

That is a girl.

One dressed in a Chinese costume, tied a maple-like flaming hair into a pair of ponytails, carrying a long bow behind it, looks very lovable, and looks rather petite.

"She is"

Seeing this girl, A Zhou’s eyes could not help but condense.

Because, the girl's face, the hair color and the Chinese costume, Ah Zhou had seen it.

It is in the basin of the aborigines.

This girl, she is almost exactly the same as Rama.

At this point, the girl was like being in a state of extreme weakness, almost dragged in by the Celtic soldiers.

"Well"

The girl’s mouth made a very low scream.

Looking at the girl, Meuff seems to be in a good mood.

"It was just to bring the Indian hero out to catch you back. I didn't expect it, but I still have time to use you."

Mev’s delightful words made the girl’s body move slightly.

"What do you want to do?"

The girl made such a difficult question.

This made Moff's face appear a cruel expression.

"Nothing, just think that it is too cruel to fight anything with a loved one." Meifu laughed and said: "However, as a myth, this is one of the common stories. Since it is a mythical war, it is better. Let me play a tragedy on this battlefield. What do you think?"

That's right.

Since summoning new followers may lead to the emergence of new neutral followers, it is more convenient not to summon new followers, but to use the slaves who have been summoned.

"It's okay, it won't hurt, probably?"

Meuff smiled happily, cheerfully and diligently at the girl in front of him.

In its hands, the golden scorpion slowly emerges.

Seeing this, the girl seems to realize her ending.

"Rama Grand Master"

The girl finally called out the name of her beloved one.

Then, the golden scorpion glowed and covered her.

""

In the light, the sorrow of the girl was faintly passed out.

Looking at this scene, A Zhou closed his eyes.

And Kuuchulin was only watching indifferent from beginning to end, without making any words.

The girl fell in love.

For the upcoming mythical story, I presented a negligible self.