"What?!" When Bediwell heard the doctor's speech, he couldn't help but froze in surprise: "Are you serious?"
"Seriously." Constantine blinked: "Just imagine, the dragon people actually have amazing regenerative abilities. I installed his head on the body of a brown bear, and his head can use its own amazing regeneration ability.
He used his regenerative ability to seize and assimilate the brown bear's body, and finally took the brown bear's body as his own. If he could even do such a fantasy, then his body that was blown into ashes could
Rebirth shouldn't be impossible, right?"
"Oh my God." Bedivere did not think of a way to refute Constantine. Instead, he exclaimed: "In this case, Elaine's body from the head down is still there."
"Somewhere in the dawn area, continuing to wander as a headless body. That's right." Constantine hummed: "It's almost like a ghost story, scary enough, right? But this speculation is not
It's groundless. According to the information provided by some Warcraft hunters in the Dawn region, it seems that someone has actually seen a headless, white body with a naked body wandering in the forest. Unfortunately, the orcs are very superstitious and can't see it from a distance.
They were immediately frightened by the sight, and all of them without exception chose to flee immediately. If these fools could stay and take a few more looks, they might be able to provide more useful information."
Maybe people just saw it wrong, or maybe it was just another creature that looked like a headless man from a distance. Maybe there were more possibilities. But Bedivere's intuition told him that the creature was
The headless body wandering in the wilderness is most likely related to Elaine.
despite this
"Don't change the subject!" The werewolf young man groaned, "You can do anything like this! I just want to ask you now, do you want to go find Elaine?! That kid may have been in deep danger and been raped by bad guys.
Tied up and tortured, skinned and dismembered, and subjected to all kinds of suffering?! As his best friend, aren't you worried at all?"
"Ouch, you are so verbose," Constantine complained in a protracted tone: "I have already said that Elaine will not get into trouble and be deceived so easily. If he is deceived so easily and is put in danger, he deserves it. No.
It’s worth saving. I’ve made it very clear. Please stop pestering me, okay?”
Bediwell was silent for a while: "You know what, right? No matter what the reason is, when you heard that something might have happened to Elaine outside, your reaction was a bit too calm. You are so calm because you
From the beginning, we knew where Elaine was going and what kind of training she was going to receive. Oh my God. Is Great Britain behind all this?"
This time it was Constantine's turn to fall into silence for a while. The Knight of the Round Table picked up the pen in his hand and turned it around a few times, becoming unmotivated from work and not even paying attention to the document he was reviewing.
"You are so annoyingly sharp sometimes, Mr. Bedivere," he said.
"So what did Elaine do?" Bedivere asked, "You didn't let the child do anything dangerous, right?"
"God knows." Constantine replied vaguely: "Maybe there is no cultivation at all. The so-called cultivation just depends on his own choice. Maybe he has already boarded the flight leaving Egypt and returned to Great Britain in despair.
Because he knows that there are some things that he will never be able to do. Or maybe, he is currently undergoing some cruel test, forcing himself to do things that he does not want to do in order to become stronger. Then he may become
A madman comes back, or maybe he really got a bargaining chip that makes him stronger. All of this is a branch of countless unknowns, and who knows how things will turn out in the end? "
"You are actually carrying out such dangerous practice! You must stop it immediately."
"But Mr. Bedivere!" Constantine interrupted the werewolf youth: "Even a little fool like Elaine has the right to choose his own destiny. Since it is his choice, since it is his own choice
Who is qualified to block the path he has chosen?"
Bedivere stopped talking.
"As his relatives and friends, we can only watch over him silently." Constantine said: "Even if he falls, gets injured, is humiliated, despairs, fails, or succeeds after struggling,
We can only watch silently. Please respect Elaine's decision, okay?"
Speaking of which, Bedivere has nothing to say.
"That being the case"
"No matter what the result is, he will be back in eight hours." Constantine said again.
"Then I'll prepare something delicious and wait for him to come back in eight hours." Bedivere replied.
"That's right." Constantine smiled lightly and hung up the phone.
At the same time, somewhere.
Elaine is in a state of despair.
He was falling from an endless height, not knowing where he came from or where he would fall. He didn't even know why he fell, and why it took him so long to fall to the bottom.
He only knows that according to this gravitational acceleration, when he falls on the ground, he will definitely
It hurts!
This sense of uneasiness and panic continued to accumulate as he continued to fall and accelerate. Just when his uneasiness accumulated to the point where it was about to exceed the limit, bang!! He landed.
Unsurprisingly, his body was shattered into countless pieces of flesh. Despite this, he could still feel the pain after being shattered into pieces, and his brain should have been smashed into pulp, but his thinking was exceptionally clear and he could clearly understand
Feel everything around you.
Pain, severe pain, and unbearable injuries came one after another. Accompanying them was the stench of internal organs, a strong smell of blood with the smell of earth and iron ore.
He thought it was the smell from his broken body after he fell to pieces. However, the next second, he knew that things were not that simple.
That's right, the strong smell of blood doesn't just come from himself. The place where he is, the "ground", is the main source of the strong smell of blood.
What he fell on was not a rocky floor or a concrete floor. He fell into a pile of countless viscera and pieces of meat.
He didn't know whether tens of thousands of people had fallen from the sky before him to form this pile of minced meat. He only knew that this thing not only smelled of blood, it was still alive. It was squirming, just like
It squirms endlessly like a huge creature, struggles to its death, screams and sighs silently, and then swallows more creatures that are on the verge of death.
Elaine felt that her broken body gradually merged with the pile of flesh of this corpse. This feeling was incomparable to any unpleasant feeling in the world.
The feeling of disgust is incomparable, as if you are awake and watching your dead body rotting and turning into a ball of foul-smelling feces!
On top of this pile of squirming flesh, countless bugs were crawling. Ants, spiders, maggots, flies, and more indescribable things. And Elaine could feel them crawling and biting on his broken body.
, erosion. It was a tremor that penetrated into the bone marrow, and he could not get rid of it on his own. It was a terrifying scene that combined helplessness, panic, nausea, and fear!
"Help!" He wanted to make a sound, but his voice was as small as a mosquito, and was covered by the chirping sounds of the surrounding organs and flesh.
"Help!!" However, calling for help was of no use. He had completely merged with those disgusting things. He was swallowed into the pile of minced meat, dragged deeper and deeper, and was pressed under endless pressure.
He couldn't even breathe.
The suffocating feeling of sinking into the bottom of the abyss crushed him.
The dead and melted body is being stung by countless spike-like things and being torn in all directions by huge force. Even though it no longer exists, it still causes endless phantom pain.
Then Elaine suddenly remembered that he had experienced this kind of thing before.
Oh, yes, he experienced this kind of pain when he was injected with some kind of virus and went crazy and turned into a shark-man. In the end, he was killed by someone, and when he was on the verge of death, he turned into a ball of slime.
shape thing.
(It seemed like he was rescued by someone later. Who was it?)
(I can’t remember. I just can’t remember.)
(It hurts.)
(Why does it hurt so much?)
(Why am I here?)
(I can’t remember. I just can’t remember.)
(etc.)
(who I am?)
His mind suddenly went blank. Crazy pain had penetrated every cell in his body. Because of the severe pain, his mind went blank, including who he was, what he was, why he was here, and why he was here.
I feel such pain that I can't remember anything. The only thought in my mind is that it hurts, it hurts so much. I must hurry up and let this terrible pain subside!
And then in that moment, he transcended.
(What is pain?)
(What is fear?)
(Living, what is it?)
(I can’t remember. I can’t remember all of this!)
Black and white are completely reversed, and all concepts disappear. In the most depressing corner at the bottom of the dark bottomless abyss, there is instead an infinitely open pale universe.
The destruction of [self] is also the release of [self].
Everything around him disappeared, and the pain disappeared. In order to no longer bear the pain and fear, he emptied his heart and denied everything, even himself. He no longer knew what he was, and he even no longer knew what he was.
He doesn't know that he still exists. Now he is just a point, a quantum, "one" and "whole".
He floats soundlessly, meaninglessly, and endlessly in the infinitely open pale universe.
"You're finally here."
A voice was speaking to him. No. A voice? Speaking to him from somewhere else? Or was this voice his own, speaking to himself?
In this world where even the self has been abandoned and everything is integrated, why do [others] still exist?
"Although that idiot Storadis is a muscular man with big breasts and no brains, he was quite thoughtful in arranging for me to meet you in this [realm]."
A black figure appeared in this pale universe.
The figure of the black bear man.
Incomparably majestic and majestic.
"What are you still thinking about? Show up." That voice came from the figure of the black bear man. He carried a "glass" sword on his back that was even bigger than his huge body.
That gesture looks like
Elaine suddenly remembered his own form. He also appeared in this pale universe, naked, defenseless, short, and powerless.
Precisely because of the presence of black and white, the pale universe is no longer a pale universe, it begins to become gray.
"You are so pathetic." The figure of the black bear man looked at Elaine and sneered: "Is this me, me in another universe? Me in the next universe?"
"I entrusted [Fire] to the Palinlor family 20,000 years ago, not to ask them to hand over [Fire] to such a weak guy!"
The black bear man pulled out the giant sword from his back and made a battle stance. The terrifying black "glass" giant sword in his hand was undoubtedly the Black Moon Kobelco sword that Elaine had been using. It was just that
It's just a circle bigger.
And Elaine, the unarmed White Bear, subconsciously made a retreating, defensive posture.
"Then," the black bear man grinned, his eyes radiating a killing light: "It seems there is still a lot of time left. How many times should I kill you next?" (To be continued)