The Recorder in the History of the Type Month

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pS: Four thousand words.

Chapter 54 Cu Chulainn's engraving ends.

The silver light that was more dazzling than the bright moon slowly disappeared into the sky, but the people present and all the gods remembered this light, and Kevin's figure at the moment when he swung his sword was deeply imprinted in his mind.

The silver light devoured the figure of the two warriors who finally appeared, leaving a trace like a miracle on the ground, dividing the entire plain!

Cu Chulainn's uncle Fergus was also taken care of. After dodging with difficulty, Cu Chulainn shot him hard on the tree trunk. Whether he died or not, he also lost the ability to fight.

And Cu Chulainn also used up all the strength of his body because of that blow and fell to the ground.

But no one, no gods cared about those, their eyes were silently focused on the figure of Kevin standing on the ground, holding the magic sword and standing by the magic sword.

Kevin's figure is not burly. In this era when you can grab a muscle man, he is too slender, but... at this moment, he is an indomitable hero!

"The man of miracles...?" The three goddesses of war whispered beside Maeve, whose eyes were wide open, unable to make a sound, and a flush gradually appeared on her face.

Not only them, but the warriors behind Maeve silently put down the weapons they raised, and paid lofty respect to this standing warrior!

"..." The flushing gradually disappeared. Under the beating of the goddess Morian, Maeve, who had recovered, looked at the situation on the field and the bright moon above her head, clenching her teeth tightly. said very unhappily.

"Challenge us this time... admit defeat!"

The moment the voice fell, the long dark purple hair fluttered under the bright moon, and Skaha, who had the rune written in his hand, came behind Kevin almost instantly.

With a veil and an expressionless face, Skaha will hear Maeve's words, and Kevin, who has fallen down instantly, will be embraced in his arms... She can't care so much, even if she is surrounded by so many gods Look!

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Kevin looked at those familiar red eyes and tried to squeeze out a smile without saying a word, because he could no longer speak.

And the red blood flowing from his body dyed Skaha's clothes red at an extremely fast rate.

It seems that every time I lie in Shi Jiang's arms, nothing good happens...

After the last sentence came out of his drowsy brain, Kevin fainted again in Skaha's arms.

According to the agreement, Maeve had to wait until the early morning to lead the army to continue the march, and the five-day curse was lifted almost at the moment Kevin fainted.

The fallen warriors of the Ulster Kingdom woke up.

Even if... the war really officially started at this time.

The Ulster Kingdom, in the next period of time, must resist the encirclement and suppression of the three equally large countries, but I don't know how many small countries.

But Kevin and Cu Chulainn, with their own bodies, abruptly delayed such an army for five days and five nights!

For the kingdom of Ulster, which was on the verge of extinction, he regained a glimmer of life!

After today, the stories of Kevin and Cu Chulainn, known bards began to sing praises, and in just a few days, they spread to every corner of the Irene Continent.

In this day and age, they have undoubtedly become heroes that all warriors look up to!

Not only that, in less than three days, more and more countries that were originally neutral, the warriors who carried their own land, unconditionally participated in the battlefield and came to Ulster's camp.

In just one week, the 'Anti-Ulster Alliance Army' comparable to Maeve's organization was gathered!

This is a barbaric era, but it is also a pure era that celebrates heroes and warriors!

Everyone in the Irene Continent knows that the two of them turned the situation around... the whole battle!

Just a pity...

"It's just a pity that you can't be on the battlefield. We came from afar, but we couldn't fight with you!"

Half a month later, it was the hottest time period for the war between the two armies.

In the Ulster Kingdom, the king from the Lask Kingdom, the two-meter-tall strong man Fogar, said regretfully to Kevin, who was sitting on the city wall, his long black braids swaying in the wind.

Kevin, who was sitting on the city wall, rolled his eyes at Fugal, and couldn't help but smile, and said, "I didn't expect that I would be able to talk to you like this."

"Yeah." Fugal couldn't help laughing, and said, "I was thinking about cutting your head off at the time! But..."

Fogar, who shook his head, sat down and accompanied Kevin to look into the distance.

After a long time, he said, "Are you worried?"

"...I have done everything I can." Kevin replied after a moment of silence.

"Yes, you really did it all." Skaha, who was wearing a veil on the side, came to Kevin with a sliced ​​divine fruit.

"Burning everything in the body, discarding the body originally created by the divine fruit, and releasing the true name of the magic sword Flagerlak, [-]% of its power!"

Skaha said calmly, while feeding the divine fruit into Kevin's mouth: "But it is precisely because of this that your current body has degenerated to the point where it used to be like a three-year-old baby.

There is no magic power in the whole body, and even the body is like a thin paper, and it will be broken when stabbed! "

The blow of that day could not be wielded at all under normal circumstances, so Kevin not only gave up all the magic power in his body, but even gave up the body created by the divine fruit!

Today's Kevin, the physical strength is the physical strength of a modern person who has grown up normally.

To put it simply, it is the current Kevin... already useless!

"Well..." Kevin Can smiled, accepted Skaha's feeding obediently, looked at her carefully, and said, "That teacher, are you... angry?"

"Angry?" Skaha glanced at him, "How can I be angry... Isn't it just one more useless disciple?

Isn't it because the body is now abolished, and it has developed immunity to the divine fruit. Even if it is taken again, it can only heal the wound, and it is impossible to gather magic power to improve the body?