"...Ugh..."
The Servant named Rama clutched the hole in his chest, a painful groan escaping his mouth.
In front of him, a woman in pink and a cold man resembling a demonic beast were staring at him coldly.
"Is this enough for you two? Chasing a disabled person to this extent, even I have never heard of such a thing..."
Rama looked at the two with an ugly expression, his heart filled with grief and indignation.
Not long after he manifested, these two ran over to intercept him. Not to mention that, after he tanked a Noble Phantasm and fell into a state where it was difficult to fight again, and was finally rescued by Geronimo, they were actually still chasing relentlessly!
Now it was great. Geronimo and Nightingale were both beaten to the point where their lives were uncertain by the two's attack. Finally, they found the time to thoroughly finish Rama off.
"Hah? Disabled person? I haven't seen a disabled person who can tank a spear from me, have 80% of his heart shattered, and still talk normally."
Hearing this, Cú Chulainn Alter tilted his head with a face full of surprise, then grinned.
"Oh my, we have no choice either. Who let your existence be a great hindrance to our goal? If we don't seize the opportunity to finish you off, you will definitely cause us trouble, right?"
Seeing this, Medb also joined the fun, tilting her head pretending to be distressed, then smiling brightly after seeing Rama's increasingly ugly face.
Using a sweet smile and voice, she spoke quite cruel words.
"No wonder people always say the bigger the name, the more attention one gets... I somewhat hate my legend being watched by so many people..."
Rama said with a dark face.
So why wasn't I summoned in my prime state! —Oh, I chose it myself? Then it's fine.
Anyway, this boy form is still too weak!!
Rama, the protagonist of the Ramayana, one of the two great Indian epics. A demon king who even enslaved gods by tricking power from the great god, Ravana, was said to be defeatable only by humans.
At the same time, he was also considered by the mainstream to be an incarnation of Vishnu, one of the supreme gods of the Indian pantheon. It could be said that his origin legend buffs were maxed out. Even Karna, one of the three "Golden Sanders" often joked about by many players, seemed slightly inferior to him in terms of origin and legend.
But just as he said, the current him didn't manifest in his strongest state, but picked a state that wasn't the strongest but not too weak either, probably a state not long after starting his legend.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been beaten into this dog-like state.
But it was useless for Rama to complain now. Besides having 80% of his heart shattered, which counted as a fatal injury.
There was also the curse of the demonic spear ravaging his body all the time.
If not for being treated by Nightingale for a while before, he probably couldn't even lift his sword.
"Alright, stop biting your lip looking unwilling. Messing around with a 'sickly person' for so long, I'm almost bored to death."
"After finishing you off, I'll go find some powerful guys, or find some other fun!"
Cú Chulainn Alter opened his mouth, revealing shark-like teeth, holding the long spear aimed at Rama, intending to finish him off right here.
Medb aside watched this scene with interest.
Spending so much time, now finally being able to finish him off, Medb was naturally delighted to see it happen.
Rama gritted his teeth and swung the Brahmastra, attempting to struggle again.
Facing this feeble attack, Cú Chulainn Alter just blocked casually, knocking Rama and his weapon to the ground.
"Can actually still swing a sword? Heroes are really troublesome."
Cú Chulainn Alter was slightly surprised, but his tone carried a bit of impatience.
"Hehe, to see Sita, even if asked to swing the sword a hundred more times, I can do it!"
This is pure love! Bastard!
Feeling the heart-tearing pain from his chest, Rama's expression twisted.
"What Sita Sita, chanting so many times, who cares!"
Cú Chulainn Alter said impatiently.
Accompanying his words, the demonic spear in his hand once again emerged with ominous scarlet magical energy.
He actually wanted to release another Noble Phantasm on the current Rama!
Seeing this familiar scene, Rama's pupils contracted instantly, couldn't help smiling bitterly in his heart.
I just wanted to say some majestic words; surely it wouldn't go as far as using a Noble Phantasm...
Checkmate. Now even Rama couldn't think of a way to escape.
Could someone save him this time?
'Not being able to see Sita, truly unwilling...'
Suddenly.
Whoosh——!!!
The air was scorched. A sound like heavenly fire falling suddenly rang above the three's heads.
Cú Chulainn Alter, reacting the fastest, looked up abruptly. Seeing what existence it was, his pupils contracted instantly.
"What...?!"
Since when exactly?
Under the circumstance that none of the three noticed, a deflagrating fireball with a diameter of more than ten meters actually appeared suddenly above their heads, falling towards the position in the middle of them at a rapid speed!
Boom!!!
The huge fireball fell. Accompanied by a terrifying deflagration sound, with the middle of the three as the center, a radius of a hundred meters instantly turned into an orange-red sea of fire. Everything inside was swallowed by flames.
However, the next second, scarlet ominous magical energy suddenly pierced out from the sea of fire in a spiral shape, dispersing the sea of fire shrouding them.
Thud!
Cú Chulainn Alter rested the demonic spear on the ground. The ominous magical energy on the spear body converged accordingly.
"Rescued?"
Looking at Rama who had disappeared from the spot, Cú Chulainn Alter was thoughtful.
"Who was it? Did you not see the opponent's appearance either?"
Medb, who hid in her chariot Noble Phantasm the moment the fireball fell, poked her head out from the chariot. Looking at the surrounding land twisted by scorching, she couldn't help frowning.
"No. That person was either ridiculously fast, or had abilities and Noble Phantasms to hide themselves. Anyway, I didn't see."
Cú Chulainn Alter grinned.
As if he didn't care about Rama being rescued at all.
"But the flames just now were created by Runes. Such intensity, and cast under the circumstance that even I couldn't detect it, could it be that old hag?"
Cú Chulainn Alter recalled for a moment, guessing.
But then he immediately overturned this guess.
"No, not right. That old hag isn't this fast. Moreover, saving people without even showing her face isn't her style at all."
He knew too well what that old hag was like.
"Oh? So there's another Servant we don't know summoned?"
Hearing this, the expression on Medb's face became solemn.
"Sigh, truly troublesome... But forget it. Anyway, rescuing that Rama is useless. That level of curse is impossible to lift unless some Saint appears here."
Medb gave up thinking, waving her hand with a smile.
"But for safety's sake, let's finish off the person summoned together with him first!"
Saying this, Medb revealed a little devil-like smile.
Cú Chulainn Alter didn't know Sita, but she knew!
Although unclear what use that woman with not very high combat power had, killing her in advance definitely wouldn't make things worse.