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"Five minutes, no, two minutes, can't you wait?"
"Tsk..." Jiang Lu finally compromised: "Forget it, you are my buddy after all? Two minutes is fine, but in order not to waste time, I will start preparing first."
"I thank you." Chongpao sighed, turned around and walked back to the tavern in the cool breeze.
Jiang Lu suddenly thought of something and reminded loudly: "Remember to take all your luggage out!"
"We're not here for a trip! We don't have any luggage!" Heavy Artillery turned around and yelled.
"My harp."
"Then why don't you go back with me and get it together?"
"I am in a hurry."
"..."
Chongpao left without saying a word, and Jiang Lu didn't know if he would help him get the harp.
The ghost-faced fox was silent for a moment: "So what preparations are you talking about?"
Jiang Lu smiled mysteriously: "This involves another thing. When you were on the battlefield, I was not idle. I communicated with the other world, found Cu Chulainn's enemy, and successfully established a line with him. , received new support.”
The ghost-faced fox frowned: "How do you, a bard, communicate with the other world?"
"Don't worry about it." Jiang Lu waved his hand: "And you must have heard of this person's name, Morrigan, who is known as the goddess of death and destruction."
"Morrigan..." The ghost-faced fox suddenly realized: "This person is indeed Cu Chulainn's enemy, but she doesn't seem to have any grudge against Conchieber."
"That's not necessarily true. As the saying goes, it's the fault of not raising a godfather. Conchiarb is definitely 90% responsible for the enmity between Cu Chulainn and Morrigan, so it's not surprising that Morrigan would also hold a grudge against him. "
Jiang Lu proudly told Ghost Faced Fox:
"Furthermore, Lian Zu and Zhu Jiu are the traditional virtues of our nation. As inheritors of intangible cultural heritage, we also have the responsibility to carry it forward so that foreigners will not look down upon us."
"Can you please promote something else..."
At this moment, Heavy Cannon came out with Jiang Lu's heavy harp on his shoulder.
duang!
The harp was placed on the ground, and the heavy artillery gasped: "How can it be so heavy? It is heavier than my battle axe. It makes no sense."
"This is the weight of art." Jiang Lu shrugged: "Okay, let's stop talking nonsense and get ready to start."
Hearing this, both Ghost Faced Fox and Heavy Cannon couldn't help but become nervous.
They watched as Jiang Lu took out a strange-looking feather and released a fire that they had never seen before...
......
"Have I been misjudging him all along..."
Cu Chulainn was lying on the bed, his eyes a little confused.
He was still immersed in Conchieber's rebuke.
He couldn't understand that everything must be centered on Ulster, and when necessary, one must sacrifice for it without hesitation. This sentence was clearly told to him by Conchieber, and he has always abided by this creed.
He thought that when Conchieber learned that Ulster was facing such a huge threat, he would, as he said, devote himself to Ulster without hesitation.
But he didn't expect that the other party's first reaction would be to ask himself why he didn't kill Fergus right away, and even doubt his own loyalty.
Judging from the look of things, it seemed that Conchieber had no intention of exchanging his life for peace.
"I know this is difficult, but I... I really can't accept this outcome... You haven't been lying to me all along, have you, Conchieber?"
Cu Chulainn muttered to himself.
His intuition told him that in the end, Conchieber would probably do the exact opposite of what he had been saying all along.
Maybe Ulster will perish because of him.
Just when he was extremely depressed, his followers suddenly broke into the house.
"No! Lord Cu Chulainn!"
The faces of the followers were full of panic: "There are fires that cannot be extinguished everywhere in the city, and Ulster is about to become a ruin!"
"what?!"
Cu Chulainn jumped up from the bed, his eyes full of disbelief: "Didn't you say three days? Fergus never bothers to tell lies."
"No, I don't think this has anything to do with Lord Fergus, because there is nothing strange in the jungle outside the city. The fire started from inside the city, and we have never seen this kind of fire. We suspect that it is from the gods. means."
Although Fergus had long since defected to Connacht and had been stigmatized in various ways among the upper echelons of Ulster, he had always been respected by these warriors who admired the strong, so this follower The author still calls Fergus "my lord".
However, this did not arouse Cu Chulainn's dissatisfaction. What he really cared about was what the other party said. The fire was suspected to be a method of the gods.
Without thinking too much, Cu Chulainn put on his coat and rushed out of the room. At this time, there was no fire scene in Ulster, because everything was burning, and even the sky was reflected in gold.
There were screams and explosions everywhere, and it looked like a hell on earth.
Without thinking, Cu Chulainn went straight from his private military training ground to the place where the flames were highest.
Standing on the central street, at a glance, there are people putting out fires everywhere, but the scary thing is that no matter whether it is water or soil, sand and gravel, they can't even touch the flames.
The water was evaporated in an instant, and the soil, sand and gravel became accelerants to the fire.
The temperature of the flame was astonishing just by looking at it. Cu Chulainn threw a battle ax in, and the wooden ax handle and the iron ax body were instantly melted.
But strangely, the house that was used as a kindling was not burned down immediately, but was gradually carbonized and showed signs of blackening.
And until now, except for some people who were accidentally burned by the flames, there have been no deaths.
This made Cu Chulainn feel a little weird.
This flame...seems to have intelligence.
He was startled by his own thoughts.
How can a flame be intelligent?
But... this flame does look very strange...
Cu Chulainn quickly understood why the followers said that they had never seen this flame. Not only had they never seen it, but he himself had never seen the milky white flame with golden light.
"Is this a divine act? Who could it be, and why would He do this?"
While he was thinking, the people on the street who were anxious to put out the fire finally noticed him.
Without hesitation, everyone knelt down in front of him.
"Lord Cu Chulainn! Save us!"
"Please! You are a hero of Ulster, there must be something you can do, right?"
Looking at the people kneeling in front of him, Cu Chulainn was also a little helpless.
However, it was impossible for him to say that he had never encountered this kind of thing before, and he had no clue at all, so he could only comfort him: "It doesn't matter, I will end it all."
After hearing his promise, everyone felt relieved instantly.
Because in their hearts, Cu Chulainn can always bring people a sense of peace of mind. When he appears, everyone seems to have a backbone.
But they didn't know that Cu Chulainn was completely confused now.
And just when he was studying what the flame was, he suddenly heard a girl's cry for help coming from the second floor of the house next to him.
"Help! Help! I just took a nap, why did I wake up like this?! I don't want to die yet, woohoo!"
Cu Chulainn's eyes narrowed: "Is there anyone who hasn't escaped?!"
With almost no hesitation, Cu Chulainn walked directly through the fire and went straight to the place where the cry for help came from.
"Uh..." The owner of the house looked at Cu Chulainn's back and his burning clothes, scratching his head in confusion: "Why is there a woman's voice in my house..."
"Cough cough..."
Cu Chulainn covered his mouth, enduring the dry pain in his throat, squinting and looking around for survivors.
"Damn, where is it..."
At this moment, a voice came into his ears from behind: "Here it is."
"That's good, I'll do it now..." Cu Chulainn turned back subconsciously, but immediately realized something was wrong.
It was a male voice, and it was very familiar.
And when he saw the person in front of him clearly, his jaw dropped.
"Jang Ge...How could you?!"
The person in front of him was naturally Jiang Lu.
Appreciating Cu Chulainn's shocked expression, Jiang Lu waved his hand with a playful smile: "Even if you hear a nice female voice in online dating, don't agree to meet offline, because it may be a voice changer, and there may be a foot-picking man on the other side of the screen. You Have you learned it?”
Cu Chulainn couldn't understand what he was saying, but he understood one thing: "Did you cause this disaster?!"
"Disaster is a bit excessive. I didn't destroy a house or kill a single civilian."
Jiang Lu shrugged:
"Compared to Conchie Erb, this is considered charity."
"What do you mean?" Cu Chulainn asked angrily.
"He rejected your request, didn't he? I told you that he can't be so selfless and you still don't believe it."
Jiang Lu smiled: "So I am going to take some more drastic actions. Relax, I am saving Ulster."
But it was obvious that Cu Chulainn didn't believe it. He clenched his fists and seemed to be turning into the God of War: "Tell me clearly, what is going on?"
"I don't have time to duel with you now, let alone explain to you, but you did surprise me. I didn't expect that you could really pass through the holy fire without being harmed. Fortunately, you have a back-up plan."
Jiang Lu took off his belt:
"Next, you can stay here for the time being. Don't worry, as long as you don't mess around, you won't get hurt."
The next moment, the Three Flavors True Fire swept over like a violent dragon, trapping Cu Chulainn firmly in the center of the room, and then Jiang Lu turned around and left.
Cu Chulainn wanted to follow, but the moment he touched the real fire of three flavors, his expression changed drastically.
He realized that the flames were more terrifying than those outside and that he would really be burned to death.
So he had to shout anxiously: "Where are you going?!"
"Just go do what the FFF Group is supposed to do, and stay here."