The sharp light from the sword tore through Cuchulin's body, making him suffer unimaginable pain. Not only that, but his heart was also cut open. This was a fatal wound.
The moment he sensed it, Cuchulin knew that he was definitely going to die.
Although there were still some regrets, he was already satisfied with the way he left the game. He did not have much desire for the Holy Grail in the first place. What he desired was a satisfying battle … Although Tang Hao gave him a very bad gaming experience, in the end, he finally did something that was befitting of a hero. It was really a good battle.
Ignoring the physical pain, a smile appeared on Cuchulin's face. With the ability to continue fighting, even if it was a fatal wound, he would not die immediately. What he had to do next was to watch Tang Hao die in front of him. Take it as the price for his cheap mouth … Hmm?
However, when Cuchulin looked over, he saw that Tang Hao was standing there unscathed. There was not even a drop of blood where his heart should have been pierced.
"Impossible!"
Cuchulin could not believe his eyes. He was sure that Tang Hao did not dodge the attack just now. Theoretically, Tang Hao's heart should have been pierced, but why … He was not an old monster like Scaha!
"Oh, maybe it's because of this." Looking at Cuchulin's shocked expression, Tang Hao reached into his pocket and took out something, which flashed in front of Cuchulin's eyes.
It would have been better if Cuchulin hadn't seen it, but when he did, he was dumbfounded.
It was a mobile phone.
It was an ordinary mobile phone.
Mobile phones were very convenient things that allowed people to communicate from thousands of miles away. It was much more useful than magic. Even if Cuchulin was not from this era, he still admired the human civilization of this era. But … how could a mere mobile phone block his Dead Thorn Spear?!
"How is this possible …"
"Unfortunately, it's possible." Tang Hao shrugged and said with a smile, "Although your Dead Thorn Spear can reverse karma, no matter what, it has to be able to pierce through. As for this phone … at least as far as I know, there is no force that can pierce through it. Therefore, I purposely placed it on my chest. So … you fought well. It was a beautiful battle."
"This is … too stupid …"
As Tang Hao jokingly explained, Cuchulin's body fell backward. Even if he continued to fight, he could not hold on any longer. With a helpless smile, his body gradually turned into spiritual particles.
"I actually lost to a cell phone, hahaha …"
These were the last words Cuchulin said before he left the arena. Perhaps he felt very wronged and helpless, but —
"It's better than committing suicide."
Tang Hao replied to him, who had already disappeared, and then turned to leave without looking back.
…
"Hah, what Sky Fortress. I thought there would be someone powerful in there, but it's just a bunch of Dragon Teeth. They're nothing. They're no match for Berserker at all."
Just as Tang Hao defeated Cuchulin and continued to move forward, somewhere in the Sky Garden, Iliya smiled casually. She looked a little arrogant.
Previously, when the Eleven Black Coffins were defeated by Patchouli and Ishtar, they immediately invaded. As they barged in, they triggered the internal defense mechanism of the Sky Garden and were ambushed multiple times.
Unfortunately, their opponents were just a bunch of Dragon Teeth. Although there were many of them, like zombies coming out of a cage, they were just a bunch of weaklings to them. Patchouli and the others did not even need to do anything. Berserker just had to hack at them and they were all reduced to bone dust. They could not stop the enemy at all.
Therefore, the group's progress was very relaxed, like a group of beautiful ladies taking a stroll.
"Hahaha, that's for sure. It's all because I'm here."
Ishtar laughed. Clearly, Iliya was not the only one who was arrogant.
Perhaps it was because both of their names had the character 'Yi' in them, so they were quite synchronized.
Little Iliya was a little embarrassed. She said weakly, "Don't be too arrogant. Be careful of raising a flag."
"What flag?" Ishtar asked casually.
"Uh, 'flag' is a joke in anime. It's similar to jinx. The magical girl anime I've watched often has similar things. For example, when things are clearly safe, because of what you said, the plot suddenly takes a turn for the worse … I guess."
Iliya immediately glared at her and said disdainfully, "How old are you? You're still watching such childish things like anime. You're really just a kid."
"Oh, so it's an anime." Ishtar suddenly understood, but he also did not think much of it. "Isn't anime designed by humans in advance? How can it be compared to reality? Besides, I have A-class luck. It's impossible for me to jinx."
No, you're the people in the anime.
Listening to their conversation, Patchouli secretly cursed … Of course, me too.
Ah, no, I don't even have an anime.
Speaking of anime, Patchouli suddenly thought of the anime that Tang Hao invested in and produced by Miyamori Akui. Logically speaking, she should be able to appear in that anime, but the problem was … the main character of the anime was Ling Meng, and the Red Meng was the villain. Reemilia was fine, at least she could have a scene as the leader of the villains, but what about herself? Number two … Number three … No, at most number four. That's a bit on the fringe. Can I even have a five-minute scene?
With that thought, Patchouli suddenly felt bored and did not bother to join their conversation.
After that, they encountered a few more waves of ambushes, and they were all Dragon Fang soldiers. As expected, they were all slaughtered by Berserker. As long as he stood there, he would be able to hold the fort against ten thousand enemies. The flag that Little Ilya mentioned did not appear.
All of a sudden, Ishtar became even more arrogant. "See, I told you that it's impossible for the plot to take a sudden turn for the worse in real life. Based on our current progress, we'll be able to kill the empress very soon. You should watch less cartoons in the future, or else you won't be able to differentiate between reality and fantasy." Ishtar's arrogance grew even stronger. "That's right.
"No, we're in trouble." At that moment, Patchouli suddenly stopped.
"Hmm?" Everyone stared blankly. At present, they had arrived at a square-shaped palace. Upon hearing Patrice's words, they subconsciously scanned their surroundings. Yet, not to mention trouble, they didn't even see a single Dragonfang soldier.
But then, the look in Youzhu's eyes changed. "We've been here before!"
"That's right." Patchouli nodded and softly chanted an incantation. Then, a book page flew up from the ground and was caught in her hand. "Just in case, I left a few marks. I left this book page in the first palace."
When the others saw this, they could not help but stop smiling.
Could it really be a flag?
"It should be some kind of large-scale magic." Patchouli said with a straight face. "Actually, I found it strange. We've already invaded this garden in the sky, but only the Dragon Fang soldiers came to attack us. Isn't that too underestimating the enemy? If it's not because the enemy is too stupid and thinks that these Dragon Fang soldiers can take us out, then they're doing it on purpose to make us lower our guard, and then secretly activate the magic to trap us here. "
"Is there a way to break it?" Little Ilya immediately asked.
"Yes, but it's very troublesome." Patchouli replied. "First of all, my magic is conceptually different from the magic of this world. From a technical point of view, if we want to break it, we must first analyze the theory behind it. This will take a long time, and the enemy may not give us this chance."
As she said this, she looked at Youzhu, who shook her head.
"Then there's only one way …" Patchouli pointed to the surroundings. "Other than the entrance that we came in from, there are a total of three passages in this room."
Split up!
Everyone instantly understood what she was talking about. For such a huge spell, it would require a lot of energy to maintain, and it had to be concentrated. Then, if everyone split up, in order to trap them here, the energy to maintain the spell would also have to be spread out. This way, the spell would no longer be perfect, and there would be flaws to be found.
Of course, the enemy could concentrate on one side to intercept them, but the other two sides would be unobstructed.
There was also another possibility. Even if the spell dispersed its magic, it would still be able to trap them. But from Patchouli's point of view, this possibility was very low, because it would require the caster to have a very large amount of magic power, at least on par with her, and this was even more impossible.
How could a follower who needed to rely on a master to provide magic power compare to her, who was a caster herself.
Patchouli sighed. Actually, she could not really accept this method. After all, they were in the enemy's territory, and under the suppression of the sky garden, even magic chanting would be ineffective. If they were to spread out their power, once they were attacked by the enemy, it would be difficult to even rescue them, and the consequences would be unthinkable.
But, it seemed like this was the only way.
"What do you guys think?" Finally, Patchouli asked for everyone's opinion.
"Then let's split up." Everyone looked at each other, and did not raise any objections.
"Alright." Patchouli nodded. "Then, let's split up based on the person who can break the spell. Me, Jiuyuan Temple and Ishtar will each go one way, as for the rest …"
All that was left were the two Illyas.
"Ishtar, bring little Ilya, and big Ilya will go with me."
Patchouli said. Both Ilya were Lesser Holy Grails, and their safety was the priority, especially the big one. She would be more at ease if she took care of it.
After the distribution was done, everyone immediately moved out.
"I'll go this way." You Zhu brought Nero, and led the way to the left.
"Then we'll go this way." Ishtar and little Ilya went to the right.
Finally, Patchouli and big Ilya naturally went to the front.
The three groups moved forward at the same time, and soon disappeared at the end of the passage.
"So they're splitting up …"
On the throne in the sky garden, Semiramis watched Patchouli and the rest's actions through the magic mirror, and could not help but smile. Everything was going according to her plan. Although they were all troublesome enemies, in this sky garden, she was the only one who had the initiative.
Of course, at this moment, she was not in the mood to deal with those people. She had already prepared suitable opponents for them, and what she needed to do was —
Raising her head, the smile on Semiramis's face gradually turned cold, and her eyes revealed a trace of hatred, as well as the joy of being able to take revenge with her own hands.
"You're finally here!"
At the entrance of the throne, Yuji slowly walked over, holding the two swords that were dripping with blood …
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