Maeve's parade ended soon. The queen of the east seemed to have lost interest, so she let the unknown shadow follower take her towards the palace.
Fergus's exit made her a little upset, and the sudden stop of cheers made her even more upset.
But she didn't consider what consequences this singularity would have. She was a person who lived for her own thinking, even though she was dead now.
"We have to summon more followers. Now Fergus is dead. Huh?" On the way home, Maeve sat in the carriage and muttered something, but suddenly, she seemed to notice something.
Bang bang bang——!
Three rapid gunshots suddenly rang out, and the three bullets penetrated the curtains of Maeve's carriage almost in no particular order and rushed towards Maeve's head.
"Varied--"
Poof——
Maeve's pupils trembled slightly, and her whole body fell into a slightly stiff state.
Three bloody holes appeared between her eyebrows.
Her body twitched slightly, and Maeve fell straight back, her eyes losing their luster.
"Humph, let me just say that my marksmanship has not deteriorated." There was still white smoke floating from the muzzle of Billy Boy's revolver. With a stern smile on his face, he gently blew the white smoke away and plugged the revolver. Back in the holster.
This is his Noble Phantasm, [Thunderer], which is the marksmanship that he relies on and prides himself on as one of the most famous outlaws in the West. He fires three bullets in succession at an extremely fast speed, and almost It will definitely hit the opponent's forehead, even if there is an obstacle in the middle.
"Nice shooting skills, McCarty." Scathach smiled and gave a rare compliment.
This is a Noble Phantasm that can only be upgraded after a skill has been perfected to the extreme. Naturally, she will not be stingy with her praise.
"Wait a minute." Geronimo's eyes were focused on the overturned carriage, his brows furrowed and his expression solemn, "Something is wrong."
"That woman seems to have not left the show yet!"
Everyone became nervous, even Scathach was no exception.
Their eyes were focused on the carriage. The shadow follower in the middle seemed to want to attack. Billy the Kid and Robin Hood each fired their own guns or crossbows to force the shadow follower back.
Danger.
But the source of the dangerous aura is definitely not that inferior shadow follower.
There was a rustling sound in the carriage. A hand pushed aside the broken curtain, grabbed the edge of the window, and got out.
Maeve, you haven’t left yet.
There is still something red and white in the center of her head, and with the ferocious expression, there is no trace of beauty or dignity at all.
She smiled ferociously, blood streaking from both sides of her nose and dripping down her chin to the ground.
"Sure enough, it's here, assassination." She turned her blood-covered eyes and looked in the direction of Scathach, "It's you! Old woman from the Kingdom of Shadows, I didn't expect that you would also be summoned to this singularity."
"Are you here to kill my Xiaoku!?"
"You guy, why are you still alive!" Robin Hood couldn't help but feel a little creepy when he saw Maeve who still had three holes in her head but still didn't leave. She could even get up and roar at everyone fiercely. …
Geronimo and Billy the Kid also looked nervous, but Scathach's eyes were cold.
"It seems that the near-death experience just now caused some problems in your brain, Maeve." Scathach squeezed his hand towards the empty space, and then grasped a scarlet weapon that was almost exactly the same as Cu Chulainn's hand. The spear was pointed at Maeve.
"I had expected that there would be an assassination." Maeve stood up. The wound on her head was still full of blood, but it healed very quickly. She pulled out of the overturned carriage, lowering her head and feeling sad. She looked at the group of people with pity, her voice full of displeasure, "After all, I am the Queen of the East, I will definitely be assassinated."
She stretched out her hand, squeezed it forward, and a golden cup appeared in her hand.
"That's the Holy Grail!" Robin Hood made a surprised sound and pointed at the Holy Grail.
Scathach frowned slightly and laughed: "I see, you relied on the power of the Holy Grail to create a pseudo-spiritual core for yourself. I would say that you shouldn't have skills such as combat continuation. You are really thoughtful enough." of."
"but."
Scathach once again grabbed a scarlet spear, with a dangerous smile on his face, looked at Maeve and said, "Do you think you can survive in my hands?"
"Who knows." Maeve glanced at the Holy Grail in her hand and forced a smile, "With the Holy Grail here, at least I won't lose."
"Yes, there is the Holy Grail." Scathach smiled nonchalantly and rushed forward in an instant.
Both of them knew in their hearts that Maeve had no chance of winning against Scathach, and they could only maintain an undefeated result by borrowing the Holy Grail.
But it’s just that you won’t lose. If you want to win, just think about it.
The gap in frontal combat effectiveness was too big, not to mention that Scathach also had the support of Geronimo's position magic, as well as the feint cover of Billy the Kid and Robin Hood.
Maeve drew out her whip and fought against Scathach, but as soon as they met, she was at an absolute disadvantage.
She is indeed the best at using the Holy Grail. She summoned many servants through the Holy Grail, created a large number of Celtic warriors and monsters, and also used the Holy Grail to distort and reconstruct Cu Chulainn's spiritual base, turning him into The king who only belongs to himself has also created many shadow followers to protect the security around Washington.
But that doesn't include her knowing how to use the Holy Grail to fight.
As soon as the whip was withdrawn, it was hit back by the spear. The bloody light in Scathach's eyes drew a red line at an extremely fast speed, and the spear stabbed straight towards Maeve's chest.
Relying on the boost from the Holy Grail, Maeve barely avoided the critical point and tried to distance herself from Skahala, but——
Bang——
call out--
"ah!"
Crossbow arrows and bullets were fired from two different angles. Maeve couldn't dodge and screamed in pain.
But the Holy Grail was quickly repairing her spiritual foundation. She pulled out the spear stuck in her arm and looked at Scathach aggrievedly and viciously.
"Damn it, if Xiaoku is here."
There were tears in his eyes and his body was shaking slightly.
The wounds on his arms and body had almost healed under the influence of the Holy Grail, but Scathach rushed forward again.
"Damn it—" She was forced to stagger, blood mixed with tears streaming down her face, and she yelled in a broken voice, "Xiao Ku, where are you—"
call out--
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a gust of wind coming from a distance.
Poof——
"Well--"
Geronimo was slightly stunned as he looked at the red spear that had stabbed through his chest and stuck on the ground in front of him.
Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
