That voice is soft and quiet, penetrating directly into people's minds. It calms down the anger in the world and teaches people to give up killing and seek peace. Its voice penetrates people's hearts and reverberates in the souls of werewolves.
~If this continues, you will lose him.~
It is like a mother's love and the tolerance of nature. Its tenderness is boundless, and it is full of hope and compassion.
~You will lose your friends.~
Moved by this compassion, a drop of blood tears flowed from the corner of the werewolf's eyes. It flowed to a branch on his cheek, and was affected by the power of the holy tree, and immediately turned into clear tears.
The seed of the holy tree purifies everything, bringing Bediwell, who has lost his mind and is lost in the sea of madness and chaos, back to the other side of consciousness. This power quickly calms down the "madness" in the red wolf of chaos.
Deville stopped the werewolf in time before he killed Tristan.
The red light in Bedivere's eyes began to disappear, the bulging muscles in his body contracted back to their original state, and his hair also changed from dark red to silver, and even changed to other colors under the sky-blue light of the branches of the sacred tree.
"Uh!" Bedivere came to his senses and realized that he was holding Tristan's neck. He was shocked and immediately let go, and the fish-man prince fell to the ground with a thud.
"Ugh...cough cough cough cough cough cough!!" Once he took a breath, Tristan began to cough violently.
"You bastard, do you want to kill me?!" Once he could speak, the fishman prince began to curse viciously: "Madman! Idiot! Are you talking about your brain being burned out or your brain being burned out? Enemy
Friends can’t tell the difference?"
"I...I'm sorry..." Bedivere covered his painful and splitting forehead and whispered: "The situation just now was too critical, I had no choice..."
The branches of the sacred tree on his body also slowly shrank and retracted into the prosthetic leg of his left arm. Tristan's eyes never left the mysterious branch. At this moment, he had tens of millions of questions, and there were so many questions.
Don't know where to start asking.
"Seed of the Holy Tree...did you stop me?" The werewolf looked at his arm and whispered.
"What the hell is that?" Tristan then asked: "We clearly left all our belongings on the ship before disembarking from the battleship Britannia, but you actually hid a hand in your arm? You know this is serious cheating.
?"
"I used to think that the power of the Holy Tree Seed was sealed by the Demon-Sealing Bracelet and was completely unusable. It didn't affect the exam..." Bedivere muttered. In fact, he had been doing this all along.
I have never relied on the power of tree species.
Tristan cursed angrily: "It doesn't matter! You kid did bring contraband with you all the way! Believe it or not, I will report you!"
The werewolf avoided the fishman prince's gaze and said half-cheatingly, half-pleadingly: "Don't worry about such details..."
Unexpectedly, this sentence angered the fishman prince even more: "You almost killed me just now, and you still dare to tell me [don't care about the details]?!"
He turned his head and looked at the battlefield again. The scenery on this battlefield was far different from that before he hid in the protective shield. It could only be described with the word "tragic".
The battlefield is full of potholes, including countless deep pits corroded by acid, and countless large pits smashed by some crazy force. Many rocks and soil were even more impacted and the flat ground suddenly rose up, making this flat grassland
It turned into rugged hills.
In this chaotic battlefield, the corpses of countless creatures are lying everywhere. In addition to the giant stag beetles that can shoot acid shells, there are also more than a dozen invisible deadwood mantises, and dozens of mushrooms.
The monster and the three dead wood giants. Was it the loud noise that attracted these monsters?
And this grassland full of Venus flytrap traps is even more chaotic. Many Venus flytrap traps on the ground have been triggered, and most of them have been trampled to death by someone with a huge blow, even clamping the opponent's feet.
They were killed without any. These Venus flytraps were trampled into pieces of fuzzy flesh and blood, and green plasma flowed everywhere. Although they were just the flesh of the plant, they still looked very bloody, fishy, and tragic.
"What method did you use to kill all these monsters in a short period of time?" Tristan had an extremely incredible look on his face, and the huge shock he felt completely suppressed the anger in his stomach.
Bedivere said nothing.
Seeing that the werewolf didn't answer, the fishman prince continued to ask: "Is this related to the fact that you turned crimson just now and that you went crazy?"
Bedivere remained silent. He was guarding a huge secret, and this secret was so absurd that no one would believe it if he told it.
"You bastard!" Tristan's forehead showed veins again, "I knew that traveling with you would definitely lead to bad luck!"
"Ahem..." The werewolf covered his aching lower abdomen and whispered, "Stop talking. There was a big fuss just now, and the enemies were finally cleared away temporarily. But this volume will soon attract a new batch of enemies."
Enemies. We have to get out of here as soon as possible."
"You...are you injured?" Tristan saw through the werewolf's unnatural behavior and frowned in confusion.
"No." Bedivere replied bravely. However, he had to hurriedly reach out and cover his mouth. A nauseating feeling surged into his throat, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
"You are vomiting blood and you still say you are not injured?" The fishman prince took out the medical kit: "Let me check your injuries."
"No!" The werewolf quickly pushed the opponent away, took a few steps back and sat on the ground to gasp: "No need...don't worry about me. This is not an injury. Half of my liver was just taken away."
"Wha, what?!"
"Using that kind of powerful power requires paying a price." Bediwell wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "But don't worry. My body is very special. Things that are taken away will come back soon, so I will do it right away."
Get better... I don’t belong to this [world] in the first place, so it seems like it can’t take away things from people who don’t belong to this world.”
The werewolf's series of riddles made Tristan silent for a while. Every time he came into contact with Bedivere, the doubts in the fishman prince's heart were never solved, but instead grew more and more. The werewolf Bedivere was just such a person full of mysteries.
At the same time, countless luminous flowers began to bloom on the grass that was dilapidated by the battle. They glowed with pale blue fluorescence, full of silence and desolation, and at the same time filled with a certain feeling of nostalgia. They
A winding road was formed, leading to the deepest part of the forest.
That is probably the birthplace of [Area Zero].
~Come, my family. Here is the truth you seek.~
Ethereal and nihilistic, that voice was transmitted into the minds of Bedivere and others in the form of telepathy.
Bedivere endured the abdominal pain and climbed up. He looked at Tristan and smiled bitterly: "It seems we finally received the invitation."
"Perhaps." The fish-man prince arranged his equipment and prepared for a decisive battle with the leader behind the scenes: "Or, this is another death trap."
However, they had no choice.
No matter how difficult and dangerous the road ahead is, they have to go into the depths of the forest to find out what's going on, so that this simple and confusing chase can come to an end.
Regardless of right or wrong, when everyone arrives at the named place, when the real culprit behind this farce reveals his true face, this forest full of doubts will definitely give them an answer.
At the same time, in Cairo, Egypt, on the top floor of the Cairo Hotel, in the private room of the Tianjie Restaurant.
Whoosh------pound!!
Something exploded in the sky thirty feet outside the box!
"Wow!" Palamedes was so frightened that he immediately jumped up from his chair and grabbed everything that could be used as a weapon: "An enemy attack?!"
No.
The explosion was very powerful, but it did not bring death and danger. It exploded in the night sky and scattered meteors all over the sky.
The gorgeous meteors constantly change colors as they fall, dazzling people. Its visual impact is the most advanced in the world, and its beauty is also the most advanced in the world.
That's a giant.........firework!
"Don't be nervous, Paramy." Father Sphinx sat calmly on the chair and took a sip of red wine: "There is a fireworks display tonight, have you forgotten?"
"Yes, is there?" Palamedes was quite embarrassed and put down the knife and fork he was holding in his hand, intending to use them as temporary weapons: "I completely forgot..."
"Huhuhu," Saifei on the side said in a low voice, suppressing laughter: "I have already informed you before, dad has a really bad memory."
Albert, on the other hand, was eating the dragon steak with a calm expression on his face, glancing at the fireworks in the sky from the corner of his eyes, too lazy to pay attention to the dumbfounded Palamedes.
More fireworks exploded in the sky, splitting into thousands of bolides that constantly changed their brilliance in the dark night sky. Driven by the impact of the explosion, the bolides spread outward from the center of the explosion. The scope was very huge, and the process of diffusion was even more intense.
It turned from red to green, then from green to blue, and finally pulled out a trail like purple raindrops, falling towards the ground, completely burning up when it was about to enter the sea, and disappeared without a trace.
However, this is not the end. The whistling sound of fireworks shells hitting the air is followed by waves of fireworks. After the explosion of the previous wave of fireworks, they continue to fill the gap with more brilliant brilliance, illuminating the night sky continuously.
It was bright and colorful, making the dark starry sky seem to be hung with seven-color lanterns. Dozens of cargo ships along the Mediterranean coast used their cannons to fire fireworks and shells all the time, and dozens of large-caliber fireworks were fired every second.
In mid-air. In other words, tens of thousands of Egyptian coins are consumed every second.
Yes, this is an extremely luxurious fireworks show, a visual feast specially designed by Daddy Sphinx to please the gem queen Rosetta.