Chapter 2006 Battle Refinement in the Morning (41)
Chapter 2006: Battle and Refining at Dawn Forty-one
Who else could that fluffy silver wolf hair belong to? No need to ask, it certainly belongs to Albert’s bad friend, Bediwell.
"Hmm?" Albert, who was still extremely weak, wanted to ask, but he could only make two low hums.
"Uh, he woke up!" The one beside him seemed to be the cat-man boy Mutt.
Oh, yes. The game should have ended, but Albert's physical condition deteriorated sharply after that. So Mutter should have taken Albert to beg Bediwell for help? But now this situation is
What's going on? Albert was a little confused.
"If your body hasn't recovered, just say less." Knowing that Albert was still very weak, Bedivere interrupted the tiger man's words as soon as he came up: "Just lie down and I'll take you to heal now."
(Healing?)
"The road ahead is a restricted area, and non-relevant persons are not allowed to enter." Among the group of people, another voice suddenly said, and the words seemed to be addressed to the cat-man boy Mutt.
"But" Mutt hummed unwillingly.
"Okay, just wait here for our good news. It won't take a long time, I promise." The person who calls himself [me], needless to say, is King Arthur.
"Okay," Mutt compromised.
"Then" the King of Knights backed away from the door of a certain room. Even though Albert's eyes were still closed and he only opened a small slit that could blur his vision, he was still stung by the golden light on the other side of the door.
To the eyes.
"Bring him in." King Arthur, who was walking in front, said to the werewolf young man Bedivere.
Bediwell carried Albert into the room. Then after a certain dazzling light, the tiger man youth suddenly felt a subtle change in the surrounding air. He knew that they were teleported from the original room to another place.
Went there, and it was an open place with a gentle breeze.
"Leave him there," said the King of Knights.
Bediwell followed the order and put Albert down on the ground aside. The tiger-man youth lay half-lying and half-lying on the edge of some kind of hard object. From the rough outline and dry texture of the hard object,
Judging from the outer shell, it should be the trunk of a large tree.
"Is this it?" Bedivere seemed to have seen something at this time, so he asked.
"Yes, that's it. Pick one off and give it to the tiger. But be careful, you must not eat it yourself."
"Understood." The werewolf young man agreed and quickly went to climb the tree. He picked something off the tree in a few times and stuffed it in front of Albert: "Al, are you okay?"
First open your mouth and take a bite of this, even if it’s just a bite."
"Whew" Albert, who was feeling uncomfortable all over, reluctantly opened his mouth and licked the thing brought to his mouth with his tongue. There was a cold breath on the smooth surface of the thing. It felt like it should be some kind of fruit. Khajiit
The young man reluctantly bit it again,
The nectar seeped out from the pulp of the fruit, emerged under the squeeze of Albert's tiger fangs, and flowed all the way into the throat of the young tiger man.
It is sweet and refreshing, with a certain unique spiciness. It has a light aroma, which is an aroma that has never been seen in any fruit in the world.
Is this an apple?
Albert gradually felt more comfortable. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the golden apple that was thrust in front of him.
The peel is a pure golden color like metal, and even the flesh is golden yellow. Except for the handle, this golden apple exudes a sheen like pure gold.
"Huh?" The tiger man youth no longer wanted to be fed apples by Bediwell. He moved his arm, grabbed the golden apple, and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Hey, eat slowly, you haven't recovered yet." Bedivere reminded him. But when he saw that the dying Albert suddenly regained his energy, the solemn look on his face disappeared a little.
"There are still many, eat slowly." King Arthur on the side ordered: "Bedi, if he can eat it, you can pick two more apples from the tree."
"Okay." The werewolf youth went to climb the tree to pick fruits again.
"Here is" the tiger man young man was eating golden apples, and his physical strength was rapidly recovering. Only then did he have time to observe the surrounding environment. He saw that he was in an apple forest, and the trees in this forest were very beautiful.
Miraculously, not only are the fruits on it golden, but even the leaves are golden.
"This is a place for the spirits to recuperate." The King of Knights avoided answering because Albert was just an outsider and there was no need to tell the tiger everything.
"The Pure Land of Avalon?" Unexpectedly, Albert somehow knew everything and blurted it out.
King Arthur snorted, seemingly unhappy. But since the tiger man young man already knew everything, he felt that there was no point in hiding it anymore, so he said: "Yes. This is the pure land of Avalon, the gathering place of the Holy Spirit. The existence of this place
, has been a closely guarded secret in Great Britain for a long time. But if you really want to say it, there is nothing special about it. It is just an area where the Holy Spirits can live."
"It is also a special area where the Holy Spirits are imprisoned and are not allowed to leave." Albert murmured in a low voice after finishing the apple.
"You know quite a lot." The King of Knights looked at Albert with probing eyes.
"I just happened to know a little bit." The tiger man replied. He was once in the "extraordinary theory", and sometimes he could not help but receive a lot of miscellaneous information, including some little-known secrets in the world.
Of course, the infusion of these "knowledge" is not within his control. What he can and cannot know is completely random.
"Really?" King Arthur glanced thoughtfully at the werewolf youth who was sitting in the tree. No. Bedivere is not the kind of big mouth who likes to tell secrets everywhere. And the secret of Avalon, even Bedivere
Diville didn't know either. In other words, Bediville didn't tell Albert about this. Little Tiger seemed to have the source of information from other places.
(That’s fine. Since he knows so much, let’s test him out.)
"The golden apples on this tree are also special food made by the Avalon Pure Land system. They were originally only for the Holy Spirits to eat, and normal creatures cannot eat them." The Knight King looked at the tiger man youth and said: "
But it is said that your physique has undergone a decisive change. I guess you should be able to eat this golden apple, right?"
Albert did not answer. Logically speaking, this is correct. Now Albert's body is already a "prosthetic body", with no heartbeat, the functions of the internal organs have almost completely stopped, and the blood of photons is flowing in the body.
, his whole tiger is something close to a spiritual body. To put it bluntly, it is the spiritual body that drives this paused body to continue to move. The food prepared for the Holy Spirits should be good for Albert, who is also in a spiritual state.
is equally applicable.
Just after drinking the juice of the golden apple, Albert's physical condition changed significantly, which is enough to explain the problem.
"Picked two more." Bedivere climbed down from the tree at this time, bringing two more golden apples with him. He stuffed the apples into Albert's hands. The greedy werewolf young man still stared at him with his eyes.
golden apple.
"What will happen to this ordinary person if he eats it?" Bedivere asked.
"The excessive concentration of photons in it will petrify the stomach and intestines. Not only will ordinary people not be able to prolong their lives, they will also die within a short time if they eat it." King Arthur replied: "In many ancient myths, there are golden apples that can give people eternal life.
Legend, but that legend is just a misunderstanding caused by the ancients seeing the gods and humans eating golden apples and gaining eternal life. In fact, many people once sought such golden apples in order to gain eternal life, but they ended up winning the gold.
Killed by the [poison] of an apple. For creatures with physical bodies, [immortality] is originally a scam.
Visible things will eventually be destroyed, but intangible things will last forever. This has always been the common sense in the world. However, although it is such an obvious and easy-to-understand truth, many people have never understood it.
Are people smart or stupid?"
Ignoring King Arthur's philosophical speech, Albert continued to eat while holding the golden apple (more accurately, biting into the apple and drinking apple juice). When his physical strength was almost restored, he turned around and continued to look at the scenery.
The apple forest here is only a very small corner of the Avalon Pure Land. The entire Avalon Pure Land is a huge floating island floating in the sky. From this place, you can also see the sparse edge of the apple forest, which is the cliff edge of the floating island.
.There are more floating islands in the distant sky, which can be vaguely seen through the cloud-shrouded sky. There are surprisingly large iron chains connecting the floating islands, which can drag floating islands with such a huge mass. The iron chains
It is probably made of a very special material, right?
This is the Pure Land of Avalon. A completely man-made secret realm floating in the sky. Above Albert and the others, they can vaguely see the [Great Storm] on the upper level of the earth, a barrier that prevents the inhabitants of this planet from rushing out of the universe.
The natural barrier is composed entirely of fierce photon turbulence, a looming storm flow. The photon storm was originally something invisible to the naked eye, but they rolled highly in that high altitude, driving the atmosphere, and became a special
It is a physical phenomenon that can be vaguely seen with the naked eye. Although from this perspective, it seems to be just a slight atmospheric disturbance, as long as one is in it, people will realize how violent and ruthless this [great storm] is.
"Are you full?" King Arthur saw that Albert had finished all three golden apples in his hands, and asked, "Come with me. There is something I want you to see."
"What is it?" Albert held on to the tree trunk and got up from the ground. The juice of the golden apple was a special medicine for his weak body. After just eating three apples, he immediately felt that his body had regained its strength.
"I can't say too much now." King Arthur pretended to be mysterious: "You will understand it when you actually see it."