Leaving aside the matter of Merlin, let’s come back to the Pure Land of Elison.
After Arthur's blow, the entire battlefield fell into silence. More than 99% of the enemy soldiers were dead, and the remaining ones were killed one by one by the pursuing Dragon Emperor Titans before they had time to escape.
The red fire dragon evil star dropped a dragon that was scorched by his flames, flew down, and caught the fallen Arthur, "You are so disgusting! Did you want to kill us all with that blow just now?!"
Arthur didn't answer. He lay weakly on the dragon's back and was stunned for a while. The powerful blow brought him a sense of exhaustion that made him almost breathless.
"Tristan!" When he came to his senses, he suddenly shouted, "Evil Star, go back to the battleship! I want to know what Tristan is like!"
"...Don't expect too much, kid." Evil Star whispered, while returning in the direction of the battleship. They knew in their hearts that the gunnery room was blown up like that, and Tristan inside was probably already there.
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Battleship [Sword of Damocles (Yang)], in the destroyed gunnery room.
In the ruins, the fish-man boy slowly opened his eyes. There were flames and thick smoke all around. The gunnery room had been completely destroyed and surrounded by fire.
"Cough, cough." Tristan was choked by the thick smoke and coughed repeatedly. He tried to move his body and tried to escape from the gunnery room.
Unable to move, the young man realized that his lower body was pressed down by huge rubble. He had almost no feeling in his lower body, and he didn't know if he was still there.
The gunfire was rumbling outside and a fierce battle was still going on. Tristan knew that no one would be free to save him.
He gave up and lay helplessly on the ground, waiting for the moment when the fire would engulf him.
"Bedi..." I don't know why, but the fishman prince thought of his friend at this time.
If he dies at this time, Bedivere will definitely be very sad. The guy has been deeply hurt. If Tristan dies again at this time...
Bedivere will definitely never recover from this, and will never be able to get out of the shadow of [hurting Tristan]. He may never be able to return to his human form and live in the form of a silver wolf forever!
------Only this is absolutely not allowed!!
"That's right...how could I give up like this!" The fishman prince struggled, "No matter what, you can't die here!"
For Bedivere, he had to get out of this flaming hell even if he risked his life.
If you want to die, you have to apologize and die in front of Bedivere.
He tried to use magic to put out the fire. However, his whole body was in sharp pain and he couldn't concentrate at all.
Just at this time------
A silver wolf scurried into the ruins.
"Bei, Bedi?!" The fish-man boy looked at his friend in surprise.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch..." The wolf seems unable to speak. His human consciousness has not returned yet, and now the silver wolf is still occupied by the consciousness of the beast.
"Bedi?!" Tristan looked at Silver Wolf tremblingly, not knowing what the other party wanted to do.
It was just a crazed beast.
He might pounce at any time and bite the fishman's throat in one bite.
"...I understand, kill me, Bedi," Tristan showed a calm smile, "It's better to die in your hands than to die in a fire...just do it!"
"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!" The wolf flew towards me. Tristan closed his eyes, waiting for the moment when his throat was bitten by the silver wolf!
"Boom!!!" The wolf hit the huge rubble, and he wanted to push the rubble away with his body!
"Be...Dee...?" Tristan looked at Silver Wolf in disbelief.
Even if his body is occupied by beast consciousness, Bedivere is still Bedivere. Everything about Tristan as a friend, his smell, his voice, his face, are all deeply imprinted in Silver Wolf's mind. Even if he changes
Even though he became a wild beast, Silver Wolf never forgot this close friend.
------Their friendship is unforgettable.
Tristan couldn't help but burst into tears. Bedi still remembered him after becoming like this!
But now, Bedi uses that little wolf body to save him in a desperate situation!
The rubble is ten feet high and is the remains of the elves' extremely hard building exterior walls. It is extremely heavy.
How could a tiny silver wolf carry such huge rubble?!
The fierce fire has surrounded the two of them, and there is no way out. The thick smoke dyes the surrounding space into a translucent gray-black.
"...That's enough, Bedi." Tristan gently stroked Silver Wolf's back and whispered, "Ahem...you can still escape with your size."
, take advantage of now...ahem...run away quickly!...I have a friend like you...I will die without regrets!"
What he said was sincere. He knew that there was no hope of survival and just wanted Bedi to escape alone.
"Ouch!" The silver wolf was still pushing the rubble hard, completely ignoring Tristan's words.
"... Bedi, run away quickly... live... and become happy! ------ Live with my share!"
!" The fish-man boy pushed Bediwell away.
The rubble collapsed, completely burying the fishman in it.
Photons were sucked into Bedivere's body at an incredible speed.
Silver Wolf activated [Crazy Transformation Technique], and his body continued to expand, expand, and expand again!
The silver wolf Bedivere, in the state of [Beast Transformation], activated [Crazy Transformation], and he turned into a huge silver wolf twenty feet tall.
------[Beast Transformation].
Even an excellent warrior like Palamedes spent a total of ten years practicing [Crazy Transformation] and [Beast Transformation] at the same time. In order for the Leopard Man to integrate the two abilities of [Crazy Transformation] and [Beast Transformation],
It took another ten years to practice [Beast Transformation] together.
The number of orcs who can learn [Beast Transformation] is only one in a thousand of the Hungarians. The number of Hungarians who can learn [Beast Transformation] is only one in a thousand. And those who can combine the two into one, use
The most powerful [Beast Transformation] orc is only one in 100 million.
As for Bedivere, his abilities are innate. Without any special training, he has reached a level that other orcs have never reached in their lives.
------In Arthur's words, Bedivere is a shameless bastard who got extremely lucky!
The fish-man prince Tristan, who was suffocating under the weight of tens of thousands of tons and dying, suddenly saw a ray of light in front of him.
Who dug up the rubble?
The twenty-foot silver giant wolf bit through the rubble, moved away the boulders, and dug the fish-man boy out of the abyss of death.
He bit the scarred boy, put it gently on his back, and then rushed out of the fire!
In the vision of dying, Tristan only felt that he was lying on the warm spring grass. Next to him was the familiar smell of his friend.
"Bedi, I'm sorry, and...thank you." He muttered, and then lost consciousness.