At the same time, on a certain road back to the Cairo Grand Hotel.
Bedivere was humming a tune in a relaxed and happy manner while driving the truck. The remaining twenty barrels of insect pulp and the newly purchased iron cavalry were loaded in the back of the truck and were on their way back to the hotel.
Solar was sitting in the passenger seat, carefully examining the two newly made lizard-tooth scimitars. The two swords processed by Father Odin also had special magic power, and the whole sword reflected a dark and dark light.
The black luster is unique and elegant. Solar seems to be very satisfied with it, with a satisfied smile on his face.
"I'm sorry, I have misunderstood you before." Bedivere suddenly said: "I thought you were a brave man who only knows how to fight. Now it seems that you are not as bad as you thought."
"Really, my friend." The magic swordsman glanced at Bedivere tentatively: "Actually, my original intention has not changed. I hope to fight with you."
"What are you?!"
"If you don't have a good weapon in your hand, the conditions between us are not equal, and there is no point in fighting. But the situation is different now. If you upgrade to another level, the weapon in your hand will be in the same level as mine.
Only when the level and conditions are equal can we fight happily."
"You're talking such nonsense again..." Bedivere was a little unhappy.
"I'm looking forward to the arena match in two days." Solar put away his sword and said, "If it's a knockout format, I will always have a chance to play against you."
"As long as you like it, you fighting idiot." The werewolf was not interested in this, and used a cold tone to deal with the magic swordsman: "Whether it's Father Odin or you guys, they are all talking to themselves.
Guy, do all the dragon hunters have this kind of virtue?"
"Correct. This is our willfulness. Father Odin's end is almost here, and he should be very anxious to create the last masterpiece of his life."
Bediwell's whole body twitched as if he had been pricked by a needle: "Dead limit? Does it mean death...? How is it possible? The old man was very energetic. He was still swinging a heavy hammer just now.
Weapons?"
"It has nothing to do with physique. The bodies of the Dragon Hunters all possess superhuman strength. But once the deadline comes, life will quickly wither and fail. The deadline for dad's generation is 150 years old, and he has almost reached this deadline.
." Solar smiled bitterly: "So, although dad has a bad temper, greed and selfishness, all of this is just the willfulness of a dying man. Please don't take it off, my friend."
Bedivere was stunned for a while.
He was silent for a long time before summoning the courage to ask: "You are so willful, is it also...?"
"Well, only God knows." Solar smiled bitterly again: "As I said before, the dragon hunter clan is a clan that is constantly aging and dying. My great-grandfather, Father Odin, the average of their generation
The lifespan is one hundred and fifty years. But this lifespan is constantly shortened in subsequent generations. When it comes to my father’s generation, their lifespan is only fifty years old. These stupid short-lived ghosts used their last strength to build a giant
Sword monument, and then die."
Solar took a deep breath: "And I am the only one in the last generation of this dragon hunter family. Since there is no comparison with the dragon hunters of my generation, I don't know how old my deadline is.
.Thirty? Forty? God knows. I can only say that I don’t have much time left.”
"Solar..."
"No, don't look at me like you're looking at a dying person, my friend." The magic swordsman waved his hand and signaled the werewolf to concentrate on driving: "I'm fine. I'm living a very good life. Even if it were another person,
He is an ordinary human being, and he doesn't know for a second whether he will die due to an accident.
Life is impermanent, and every day of life is a countdown to life. Even if there is no time bomb like [deadline], people still have to be cautious and live with fear. Therefore, living well in the present and living every day happily and fully is the best way.
Important."
"You know this truth, why do you still..."
"Because I am [willful], my friend." Solar chuckled, with a hint of madness in his laughter that he did not usually have: "If I have to die in the near future, I don't want to die because of [
The deadline has come and I will die without knowing anything. If I had a choice, I would definitely find a warrior that I recognized as unparalleled in the world, and fight him to the death. If I could die in the hands of such a person, I would die without regrets.
This is my [willfulness]."
"That person will definitely not be me, just give up." Bedivere avoided Solar's scorching gaze: "Even if I fight you, I will never kill you. Who do you want to die in,
That's your business. Don't involve me."
"I know you will say that, my friend." Solar blinked: "It doesn't matter. Even if the person who sent me on my way is not you, I already have a goal."
"Target?" Bedivere frowned, he had a bad feeling.
"King Arthur." Solar lowered his voice and said, "If I can become a Knight of the Round Table, what I want to achieve is to have a death duel with His Majesty the King of Great Britain. The strongest man in the world is qualified to kill me.
."
"You must be kidding me..." Bedivere's face changed: "In the final analysis, the Round Table Trial is to select Knights of the Round Table who can assist His Majesty King Arthur. Your purpose of becoming a Knight of the Round Table is to deliberately commit suicide, and you will be killed by Arthur."
Kill Arthur? Isn't this putting the cart before the horse? Even if you think there is no problem, I don't think Arthur will agree..."
"Oh, really? They rejected my wish last time. But they let me take the exam again this year. What does this mean?" Solar's eyes showed a strange light, which was a mixture of hope and hope.
Light of despair: "If they thought I was a trouble, they could just cancel my qualification. But they didn't do that. They got me to this point and still didn't cancel my qualification. Therefore, my wish is,
His Majesty King Arthur must have thought about it carefully. This year he will definitely agree to my request and fight with me."
Bedivere snorted and remained silent.
No one in this world is born to die. Why does Solal, a complete idiot, just not understand!
He didn't stop Solar's folly. What on earth was King Arthur thinking?
At the same time, Great Britain, inside the dimensional submarine ship --- Ice Crystal.
"This way. Just walk a little way and you'll be there." The little fishman prince Calvin led the way, while three teenagers (plus a lizard) crawled in the narrow ventilation duct.
Husky walked at the end, and his nose was tickled by Hal's cat's tail all the way up, which made him feel itchy and uncomfortable. He irritably pushed away the Leopard Man boy's tail again and again, listening to the other man's apology, but he never complained.
The further they walked, the more puzzled the dog boy became. Why are they always crawling around in various ventilation ducts recently?
However, the conditions of the ventilation ducts this time were much better than before. The ducts made of blue crystal were neither wet nor dirty, and there was also a faint light from their magic lines, which made the ducts shine brightly, making Husky
It was like being in a crystal palace. This dream-like scene made the dog-man boy feel in a trance, so sleepy that he wanted to go back to sleep. He regretted it a little.
Yes, he was indeed curious and wanted to see the "great thing" that Calvin said was hidden deep in the submarine. But he gave up his nap time just to see a treasure that did not belong to him.
, crawling in this unexplained ventilation duct for nearly half an hour? So stupid. Is this really the result he wants?
In short, I have come so far, and I can’t turn back, so I have to bite the bullet and crawl forward. I just hope that it is all worth it.
"We're here." Calvin stopped suddenly. He stretched out a hand and performed a magic trick on a vent on the pipe.
Just like the previous vent that expanded when it sensed magic power, this vent was also opened to a size large enough for the teenagers to pass through. When the vent was opened wide, the dog boy also heard the sound of gurgling water coming from the vent.
But there was only a deep darkness in that waterway.
"Ugh...it looks so deep, meow...you have to swim faster, meow." Seeing that the water seemed very deep, Hal quickly grabbed Calvin's waist and urged uneasily.
"I know, I'll take care of it." The little fishman prince smiled disdainfully, with a mischievous mischievous look on his lips.
Seeing this unreliable smile, Hal couldn't help but wonder whether he should believe in the kindness of the fish-man prince. But after all, the man was the great second prince of the Kingdom of Iceland, a man of honor and status, and he should not do it deliberately for the sake of pranks.
Are you going to embarrass the leopard boy?
With doubts, Hal took a closer look at the waterway. This dark waterway led straight into the distance, and they didn't know where it would take them. The ice crystal's ship walls were all made of luminous blue crystals, so it should be possible to see them.
The glowing bottom wall of the waterway is right; but now the waterway is dark - which also proves that its water level is very deep, and most of the light is refracted before it reaches the bottom.
What is the structure of this submarine? Why does a seemingly small submarine have such a huge waterway system hidden inside? Where do these spaces come from?
While the friends were wondering, the little fishman prince Calvin winked at Husky: "Are you ready too, little dog?"
"Hmm..." Husky is quite confident in his swimming skills and is not afraid of drowning. He is worried about another question: "In such deep water...will we get separated while swimming?"
"Just follow the current, it will eventually take us to the designated place, no problem." Calvin said with a smile.
"Okay." Although he had doubts, Husky still listened to the advice of the fishman prince.
"Meow meow ah ah ah ah! ------" Following Hal's cat-killing scream, the fishman prince had already jumped into the water with the leopard boy.
"Hold on, hold on Husky!" Husky shouted to the evil star, and then he followed and jumped out from the exit of the ventilation duct.