"Ah, is that so, little ghost!" Cú Chulainn stared at Larry viciously.

With his assassination, the streets were already lively, and the crowd of onlookers slowly dispersed, but they were unwilling to leave, forming an encirclement circle, encircling Cú Chulainn, Larry, and Gareth in the middle.

The guards in the direction of the castle also seemed to have noticed the commotion here, and a group of people were rushing towards it.

Cú Chulainn silently looked around, he understood that the current situation was not good, but it would be too much to retreat like this, and besides, those guards could not rush over immediately, and even if they came, there was no way to leave him.

Anyway, he's still the same Ulster hero he was from, but a team of guards isn't enough to catch him.

"Prepare to die, then! Under the magic spear that must be hit. ”

Cú Chulainn had changed his goal, and the death of the Knights of the Round Table in Britain had nothing to do with him, and at this moment, he only wanted to teach the imp who had disturbed his original assassination plan at the cost of his life.

The red path of light gathered on the body of the gun, and it looked like some kind of magic.

Cú Chulainn pressed his body down again, and as he moved, Larry responded.

He took a strip of cloth from his coat pocket and handed it to Gareth, as he lowered himself as much as he could, slapping his palm on the ground, magically altering the earth and rocks on the surface to form a makeshift wall.

Seeing Larry's actions, Cú Chulainn laughed directly.

"Idiot! My magic gun isn't something that a wall can stop! After saying that, Cúchulainn, who had lowered his body, jumped into the air like a spring rebound, his body bent into a bow, and even in Larry's position, a slight bone sound could be heard, which showed how hard Cúchulainn used this blow.

Of course, the strength of this blow was not in the force used by Cúchulainn, but in the characteristics of the magic spear.

The magic spear that must be hit, [throwing] is just to achieve such a result of [hitting], and it is precisely because of this that since there is a result of [hitting], the process of [throwing] is just an inevitable process, and at the moment when the magic gun is [thrown], the result of [hitting] is already doomed.

And at this time, Cuchulainn still used the best way to use the magic gun, that is, throwing.

The powerful strength of the warrior itself and the characteristics of the magic spear, this blow is by no means something that anyone can block, or in other words, the person who can block this shot should have reached the realm of inhumanity.

This must be a shot, called....

"Gae Bolg!"

The blood-red tip of the spear fell from the sky with a flickering light, and the strong force even produced a violent wind, blowing the crowd of onlookers to the ground, and even the roofs on the side of the street were blown away by a layer of thatch.

Larry and Gareth, who were hiding behind the stone wall, couldn't see this at all, and even if they didn't have the quality of the magic spear, the power of this shot definitely didn't seem to be something that the short stone wall could stop.

Whether it was Cúchulainn or the onlookers, they probably thought so.

The spear even burst through the air, and a piercing tearing sound poured into Ryry's ears.

The next moment, the stone wall was like window paper pasted on glass, pierced by the magic spear, which looked not much more difficult than cutting tofu, and the flashing red spear pierced Leyry's body directly, nailing it to the ground.

Then a powerful force exploded on the surface, and the stone surface was shattered by the terrifying force, turning into dust, and then with the fierce wind, a cloud of fog enveloped Larry and Gareth.

"It's over."

Cú Chulainn snorted coldly, and looked back at the guards who had arrived behind him very casually, and then he walked unhurriedly into the smoke, intending to pick up his spear and leave the place.

"Is that guy [Curran's Hound]?"

"Ah, yes, I've seen that guy before! Right on the battlefield of the Ulster. ”

"Really? I saw him yesterday living next door to me. ”

With the amazing strength shown by Cú Chulainn, there was already a heated discussion on the street for a while, but the subject of the discussion seemed to have long been accustomed to these things, and did not care about what the people around him said.

Cú Chulainn came to the smoke, but instead of going on, he stayed where he was.

The smoke had slowly cleared, but it was not Larry, who should have collapsed in a pool of blood, and Gareth, who was shocked.

What appeared was Larry, who had a rather relaxed face with a magic spear held high in one hand, and Gareth, who had half of the strip of cloth covering the side of the helmet.

"Whew, I'm scared to death, I almost thought I was really going to die." Larry said as if jokingly, instead of fighting back, he looked at the other man rather leisurely.

Not to mention fatal wounds, Larry didn't have any wounds on his body except for some dust, not even a shadow of a wound.

"Wh.... Is it? Cuchulainn's eyes widened in disbelief as he watched the situation in front of him.

The magic gun that must hit the target and did not hit the target?

"Ah, I'm not afraid to tell you, in fact, I know that this is a magic spear that must be hit, I know that the stone wall of that level alone will definitely not be able to stop it, let alone the stone wall, even powerful armor may not be able to block your attack, but, although it is a magic spear that must be hit, if the target itself is a thing that does not exist, even if it hits, what impact will it have?"

The glittering gold in his pupils faded, and Larry smirked as he gently slung the spear over his shoulder.

"What's going on! What did you do! Gremlin! With that, Cú Chulainn lunged at Ryry, throwing his fist back, intending to snatch the magic spear back from Ryry's hand.

"Ah, do you really think I don't exist!" However, if it wasn't a sneak attack, how could Gareth, the Knight of the Round Table, give him a chance?

The silver-white blade came out of its sheath, instantly cutting off the path of Cu Chulainn's forward rush, if he hadn't dodged the blade even if he jumped back, he would probably have been split by the long sword at this time.

Gareth is on fire right now, and if Larry hadn't intervened to stop Cúchulainn's attack, she would probably have been killed.

Therefore, her attack was also merciless, and before Cuchulainn's backjump landed, she had already rushed forward in front of the opponent and swung her sword again.

Gareth's blade tore through Cúchulainn, but it didn't spill blood, and after the earth-colored humanoid shattered, Cúchulainn, who was naked and only had only a cloak, jumped out from behind the humanoid.

It's as if it was born out of a stone.

"I see, the power of the druids is not so easy to deal with." I thought that the battle of taking away the opponent's weapon was already nine out of ten, but unfortunately, being shelled by such a golden cicada technique still allowed Cú Chulainn to escape from Gareth's attack range.

"Damn, stinky boy, you remember it for me! That's my stuff, you saved it for me! "The seizure of weapons, coupled with the suppression of the Knights of the Round Table's attacks, and the imminent arrival of the guard squad, is a bit dangerous if you don't leave here.

"Okay, I see, I'll wait for you to come and get your weapon back." Larry smiled in response, Cú Chulainn obviously didn't expect Ryry to say that, and after a little pause, he let the earth merge and leave the street with the power of the druid.