Chapter 1579 The Ultimate Battle on the Battlefield Twenty-Three
Chapter 1579: A decisive battle on the battlefield (23)
The shocked Palamedes grabbed the blow dart with one hand and quickly pulled it away! But it was too late. Palamedes only felt the world spinning, and the poisonous liquid in the poison blow dart had probably invaded his liver.
middle!!
The Leopard Warrior still relied on his strong anti-venom ability and willpower to retreat dozens of yards and temporarily retreated to a safer distance! However, he could feel the wonderful venom spreading in his body.
It's not even under control, and there's no way to rely on the power of the Green Knight to stop it. The situation is not good!
"This, this is... what kind of poison?!" Palamedes half-knelt on the ground, using his last bit of strength to stay awake. He was quite surprised, because no matter how powerful the poison was, it stands to reason that
Ramidis can temporarily seal them to prevent toxins from spreading in the body!
[Anti-Poison] is the most basic ability of Palamedes as the Emerald Knight. This ability is not only the resistance to toxins in the literal sense. In fact, the big cat's body can also automatically identify everything that is harmful to the body.
It can quickly prevent these harmful substances from spreading in the body at the moment of poisoning, and even actively excrete these substances from the body!
However, this time, the toxins in Paramedis were unexpectedly stubborn. Not only was the big cat unable to stop it from spreading, it couldn't even find a way to eliminate it!?
"Huhuhuhu------" Bette was also hiding in the distance, bandaging his shoulder slowly on one side, while leisurely waiting for the poison on Paramedis to spread: "Emerald Knight
Palamedes, you are the most difficult opponent I have faced so far. Your poison-resistant body is simply my nemesis. No matter how powerful the poison I use, you can't really defeat it.
Let you be poisoned for a long time. However------"
"Ha, ha, ha...but...?" Cold sweat broke out on the big cat's forehead, his face became flushed, and he was breathing heavily. He tried his best to support himself, and barely managed to avoid being in the dizzying feeling.
Fall to the ground.
Bete sneered proudly: "However, I put myself in someone else's shoes and thought of an interesting fact - what if you are not poisoned by [poisons] that are harmful to your body, but by other [harmless things]
Woolen cloth?"
Palamedes was silent for a while, not just because he was unwell and unable to answer, but because he simply...didn't understand.
"The body of the Emerald Knight is really interesting." Seeing that Palamedes did not answer, Bete began to talk: "Normally, the body of the Emerald Knight will automatically prevent the spread of toxins in the body, and in a short time
The venom can be eliminated from the body within a certain period of time. However, in order to do this, the immune system in the Green Knight must first confirm that the substance will cause harm to the body and determine the substance as a [toxin]. After all, if [toxins] and [nutrients] are combined
They can't tell the difference, even the Green Knight can't survive."
Palamedes understands the truth, but ------
"So, what was injected into your body just now was not [poison], but something else." Bete sneered: "It took me a lot of effort to find out this little tidbit from that old man who was talking nonsense.
News."
The old man who talks nonsense? Could he be referring to Professor Paul?
"You're a bad drinker, aren't you?" Bete said, pointing at the big cat.
Palamedes was shocked, Bette's words hit the nail on the head.
------It was actually fine before, but since becoming the Green Knight, Palamedes's drinking capacity seems to have become surprisingly bad! Why on earth, even Palamedes himself used to be
Totally confused------Isn't alcohol considered a poison? Why is the Emerald Knight still drunk?
However, after Bete's "kind-hearted" analysis, Palamedes probably figured it out.
For ordinary people, alcohol may be a poison that harms the body, but alcohol may not cause great harm to the Green Knight's body! The defense system in Paramidis' body "skips" alcohol.
, so Palamedes has zero resistance to alcohol! After alcohol invades his body, his body does not know how to automatically eliminate the problematic alcohol from the body --- because strictly speaking, this is not
toxin!
"Huhuhu...I see..." Paramedes staggered and insisted on standing. In fact, it was a miracle that he could stand still: "Me too...lost to a drunk cat..."
Even his speech began to become unclear.
"You are defeated by my wit." Bette sneered. Only then did he take out his killer ------ he summoned two huge poisonous snakes from his sleeves. The monsters bared their teeth and claws, ready to pounce at any time.
Tear the big cat to pieces! And now Paramedis doesn’t have much resistance!
At the critical moment, everything is over. What can we do to reverse this absolute disadvantage?!
At the same time, on the bridge of the battleship Britannia, King Arthur was also watching the competition of each candidate. The battle on Bedivere's side was not over yet and was in a stalemate, while on the Palamedes side
The battle situation has taken such a huge turn.
"It seems that Sir Palamedes also underestimated the enemy." Cador, the Knight of the Round Table, couldn't help but teased: "The reason why he was deceived by such a little trick is because he turned into stone for a long time, and even the warrior's intuition was lost.
Have you become dull?"
"This cannot be blamed on Palamedes." King Arthur calmly analyzed: "It's not that Palamedes is too slow, but that Bete is more cunning. Fighting is a fair thing, regardless of good or evil, and regardless of integrity.
Still despicable, the goddess of victory always only smiles at the side that is more prepared. Poisoner Bete must have used a trick to steal and hide Palamedes's divine spear Gonnel, right? And he was very interested in the Emerald Knight.
I did enough research to know the [weakness] of Palamedes.
Bette is a man who knows the limits of his own strength very well, so he will not forcefully break through his limits, but rely on his wit to make up for his lack of strength. Regardless of whether it is despicable or not, wit is commendable."
"So------" Cador looked at King Arthur and asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, do you like Bete's fighting style very much?"
"What nonsense!" King Arthur's forehead showed veins: "I hate this kind of battle the most. Poisoner Bete is able to do this because of the mechanism of the game, which allows him time to study his opponent. But
In a real life-and-death fierce battle, who has the time to do so much research and use so many tricks on an opponent they have never met?!"
"Indeed." Cador could probably understand King Arthur's thoughts.
All in all, the King of Knights just doesn't like those despicable guys who are plotting in the background; instead, he will speak highly of those warriors who improvise on the battlefield and use "on-the-spot wit" to win.
In this way, the trickster Bete should also be included in the category of people who "failed". No matter how outstanding the poison master is in this battle, the "effectiveness" of this battle will be great.
Discount. With this thought in his mind, Kador began to write rapidly in the electronic accounting book in his hand.
"Moreover," while Kador kept narrating, the King of Knights said again: "The poison master Bete's research on his opponent is actually not thorough at all."
"How do you say this, Your Majesty?"
"He missed one of the most basic facts. He thought that Palamedes would be unable to resist after being drunk, but in fact it was just the opposite--" A drop of cold sweat broke out on King Arthur's forehead: "Palamedes
The quality of Sri Lanka's wine is very poor. You might get into a row if you get drunk."
"What?"
"Kador, is there a way to interrupt the video of the battle between Palamedes and Bete?" King Arthur continued to ask: "If this continues, the big cat's ugly behavior will be shown on TV screens halfway around the world.
Got it."
"It can be done, it can't be done. It's all live broadcast. If we go to take back the bee golem now, there will be big problems..."
"Then," the King of Knights stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead: "I just hope that guy Paramedes doesn't make too much of a fool of himself..."
"Oh ha, oh ha, oh ha ha ha ha ha ------" On the other side of the battlefield, Palamedes suddenly began to giggle.
"Are you still smiling when disaster is approaching?" Bete took out the poisonous flying knife from his arms, and also released two poisonous snakes on the ground, ready to let the snakes and flying knives make a final fierce attack on the big cat at any time: "But it doesn't matter.
, I will let you go happily."
(This seems to be a mistake. You cannot kill your opponent in this competition.)
"Hufufufufu~" Paramedis smiled strangely and took off his shirt: "It's so hot, so hot... Don't say those stuffy words on a hot day. Uncle, I feel like it when I hear it."
I’m going to sweat, meow!”
"If he starts to take off his pants, the live broadcast must be interrupted no matter what." King Arthur, who was watching the battle in the bridge, ordered: "Even if TV stations from various African countries send protests, don't worry. That kind of footage cannot be allowed to be on TV."
Kador, who was sweating on his forehead, had already moved his finger to the "Interrupt Recording" position on the control panel.
"You drunk cat." Poison Master Bete's expression changed: "You're already so drunk, do you still want to resist?"
"Hehehehehehe------" Paramedis staggered towards Bete: "Why not? Meow~ Cutting an arrogant guy like you half to death is one of my hobbies, uncle."
Meow~~~＂
(This guy is twisted.)
"Bastard guy------" Poison Master Bete didn't bother to deal with Paramedes, who was drunk and drunk, and directly drove two big snakes to attack, while he himself released poisonous throwing knives at the rear!
"Boom!" The flying knife that was supposed to hit was blocked by Paramedis, who couldn't even stand still, with a strange posture!
What kind of weird posture is that? The poison master was dumbfounded. Paramedes almost twisted his body into the shape of a question mark "?", with a stupid smile on his face, and swept it away with the weapon in his hand.
attack!
Immediately afterwards, two big snakes also attacked. They swooped down and bit Palamedes' neck and legs! Unexpectedly, the big cat deflected the opponent's attack with softer movements than the big snakes.
He clamped the neck of a big snake with his legs, aimed at the throat of another big snake, and bit it down!
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