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 Capital. 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 footsteps of the knights echoed in the corridor on the top floor, which was paved with pure white marble.
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 broke the silence first:
"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 Ren's origins that could make 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 had 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 sexy figure, with large expanses of snow-white skin exposed on her lower abdomen and collarbone. She looked extremely sultry and alluring.
This is a charming enchantress who attracts people's attention wherever she goes.
But here is the exception.
The three filial sons, Gawain, Xiao Mo, and Age Guiwen, didn't even look at her. They stood motionless beside her after she came in.
There was still a bewildered smile on Cui Sadang's face, but he didn't open his eyes.
Only the Yangtze River Knight's eyes flickered for a moment, his eyes 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 get started."
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, which is different from the street stall goods made by Mr. Ren and Mr. Gai.
'Is this 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, innocent, desireless 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.
The Lion King has been wandering the earth like a ghost for more than 1,500 years.
With her strength, if she collects them 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 shaken 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 Uruk Cup in a flash, but only eight servants were summoned to help. Mr. Jin couldn't bear the extra number.
After all, the servants summoned with the Holy Grail are not the kind of wild servants summoned by the restraint force. 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 magic power is almost infinite.
"Declare!
Your body is under my command, and my destiny rests on your sword.
Accept the call of the Holy Grail. If you are willing to follow this will, you can answer my call.
Make 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 of chanting, the light of the Holy Grail and the magic circle became more and more dazzling.
Huhu~
The violent magic raged and ravaged 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 in the three classes of Saber, Archer, and Lancer.
second.
Be obedient and loyal.
Morgan didn't use the holy relic and 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 and full of miracles.
A supernatural being that transcends magic──a heroic spirit is about to be summoned into this world.
The strong wind that whipped up at the same time as he announced this sentence made the complex and exquisite magic circle emit dazzling light, and the miracle was instantly realized.
Heroes who take human fantasy as their flesh and reach the inhuman realm despite being 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 man was 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.
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 was tall and powerful, 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 was like a silent god of war, and her powerful aura made everyone look sideways.
Even if you haven't done it, you know that he 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 such 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 put away the Holy Grail with a wave of his hand, and a charming smile appeared on his pretty 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'll 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.
"Sorry, I'm not in the mood to tell my name to someone who's not as powerful as me."
The next second, the naughty kid immediately changed his face and sneered.
Brother Brush: "..."
The turn of events happened so quickly that the honest man was caught 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 Ketel's mythology."
"Hmph, the breath like a beast is not bad."
Sun Knight Gawain, Lancelot, and Xiao Mo, the Knights of the Round Table, expressed their opinions one after another, and they were a little surprised to see it first.
Even Tristan opened his eyes, which had been closed, and looked at Brother Dog.
This attitude is obviously different from how he treated Diarmuid.
Because several Knights of the Round Table were confident that they could suppress Diarmuid, who was a Lancer, even without their blessings.
But Cu Chulainn was different.
Even the two strongest men in the round table, Gawain and Lancelot, who had triple blessings from the Lion King, dared not say that they could suppress the famous hero in "The Bull".
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-class 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.
In the fifth battle, the terrain was unfavorable, and there was no support from the Master. He fought for a long time with Jin Shining Shining, who was firing volleys from thousands of kings. This performance was so strong that he was worthy of being called a demigod hero.
"It turned out to be him."
Looking at the big dog with a constipated expression in the field, Diarmuid was a little surprised.
The two belong to the same 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 are a damn witch, bitch! If I knew it was you who was summoning me, I would never bother to pay attention."
Brother Gou looked like he wanted to skin her.
"Haha, he is still so strong and brave. He really makes my sister like him 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.
Uh-huh!
This move seriously irritated Cu Chulainn. The magic spear in his hand flashed 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 gun 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 as he moved, 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'm not her."
Morgan resumed his 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 calm Cú Chulainn a little. He snorted and put down the tip of the bright red spear 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.
Morganle Fay, perhaps called Morgana, Morgause, Morirgan, etc., are more or less connected and even each other's vest.
In the moon world, Morgan and Morrigan may not be the same person, but Brother Dog will definitely not like Sister Wang.
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 completely defeated by her. If you are cautious, he will not be able to make waves.
"Hmph, I can pretend that I don't know you, but don't expect me to do anything for you that makes me feel sick.
I'm only here to fight! "
Cu Chulainn looked like he had stepped on shit and did not 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 magic aura naturally flowing out of their bodies.
It seems like some kind of "protection"? The 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 the height of his fame, 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 and the situation is unclear, otherwise he wouldn't mind chatting with this "junior" who has some connections.
The identities of the two spearmen were revealed, and only the white-haired Saber in heavy armor remained whose real name was not revealed.
In fact, even Morgan didn't know his name. She could recognize the Irish Children 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 time, almost everyone's eyes were focused on Saber.
Without him, this taciturn man is powerful.
His hair is as white as snow, his eyes are like a pool of water, and his tall body is like an indestructible castle. Just standing there gives people a sense of natural 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.
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 using too many vocabulary modifications.
However, he wasn't really a nobody.
"That dragon-slaying warrior in Nordic 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 magic 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 triple-blessed Gawain and Lancelot, but──
The Holy City needs this type of heroic spirit right now!
She knew very well that to deal with the master of war, it was basically useless to attack heroes with cunning attacks and flashy abilities. What she wanted was a battle tank with strong martial arts skills and thick skin and flesh.
Just like Gawain, you can hold him back even if you can't defeat him.
And Siegfried is that kind of magical battle tank.
And 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 is able to 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 they are cut apart, they are all black African 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 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, wait and see, 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, professional dragon slayer.
Fantasy sword, the devil is missing!
Is the dragon Fafnir awesome? He fucked 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.
Capitalization is stable.
The dragon-slaying warrior takes the lead. In my opinion, this is a win-win game.
…
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: ﾍ(;´Д｀ﾍ), this, this, this... this is not scientific!
Siegfried: Sorry, sorry, sorry...
As for Diarmuid and Big Dog, not to mention their African faces, their level of fighting is even higher than that of Uncle Fei.
Renn: So what about the Millennium 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, which are a great enhancement even for the Holy City of Camelot.
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.
Anyway, he decided to put on a good show!
