"There are only two of us left," Bedivere said, sitting on the back of the warg demon Fenrir.
"Not two." Arthur glanced behind him, and there were three more Shadow Tribe people following him. There were originally four of the Shadow Tribe people, but one of them fell behind --- or it could be said that he went to support Beyoulei.
The battle of the tower was over.
"Oh, they are. But they don't speak human language." Bediwell complained: "And they are not completely humanoid. Let's expel them."
"You have no nerve to say that," Arthur snorted. It was clear that the most "human" person on the scene was the human wolf Bedivere.
The three Shadow Tribe people didn't understand Arthur and the others' chat at all, and didn't seem to care. They just ran on all fours. Moreover, their physical fitness was surprisingly good, and they were able to catch up with the Fenrir Golem running all the way. Arthur's heart
It is very clear that the Shadow Tribe people are ordered to protect the holder of the King's Sheath - that is, Arthur. These Shadow Tribe people will definitely let the most elite and powerful warriors protect Arthur until the last moment. That is,
He said that the Shadow Clan members who were sent out before might not be the strongest warriors in the clan, but the three who followed Arthur in the end were the strongest.
But... is it true? Arthur glanced again. Among the three young demi-humans, one of them was the boy who laid a wreath to Bedivere last night, and that boy should be with him this time.
The youngest of the Shadow Clan who came here. Such a young child has stronger fighting power than his elders? Arthur was doubtful and puzzled.
In any case, this is not an issue that Arthur needs to worry about. Whether and when the Shadow Tribe will participate in the war is beyond Arthur's control, and he has no way to order these Shadow Tribe people to cooperate with his actions. The language barrier is really a problem.
It’s a very troublesome thing. Why didn’t Old Bedivere in this different world nine hundred years later teach the Shadow Tribe people English or French? Is there any special reason for this?
After a turn not far ahead, there is a straight road leading to the power furnace. It takes about three to four hundred yards to reach it. Arthur and the others can hardly see the guards along the way. Is the power furnace of the Ark really an existence that has been ignored by the church?
?
"We're turning a corner. Watch out for ambush." Arthur shouted, although he wasn't sure the group of Shadow Tribe people could understand.
Fenrir, the warg golem, jumped out from the corner of the intersection with an offensive and defensive jump. The original intention of this action was to avoid sneak attacks from enemies lurking outside the blind spots of the field of vision.
However, this set of actions had no effect at all. A strong wind came and blew the warg demon back a full five yards.
"Hmm...!?" Arthur was almost thrown off the back of the golem. He tightly held the shoulders of the warg golem and glanced in the direction where the strong wind was blowing.
There, a handsome young man was waiting. Behind him was a huge spiritual body, a griffin with gray-white light all over his body.
"Good day everyone." After the strong wind subsided, the young man said: "Marchus, the knight commander of the second branch of the Pontifical Knights, see Lord Aslan, the Saint in the Stone."
Arthur's actions were anticipated. Moreover, there was another knight commander here blocking the way. The knight king frowned and was about to say something, but found that there were no other soldiers behind the Marcus knight commander.
He is the only one guarding here.
"Is the church so short of people? The majestic knight captain of the second branch does not have half a bodyguard." Arthur snorted.
"My people have been assigned elsewhere." Marcus replied: "I will wait here alone for Lord Aslan, not only to carry out the Pope's orders, but also to follow my own wishes."
"Oh?" The King of Knights snorted meaningfully.
"I don't intend to hurt you. But this road is blocked, so please go back." Ignoring Arthur's mocking laugh, Marcus still smiled politely.
"Interesting." Arthur then put away his smile and looked at the spirit body carefully.
All the spirit bodies of the Pope knights he had encountered before were relatively ugly and weird-looking guys, all evil spirits. But this time Arthur could clearly feel the difference in the spirit body.
The gray griffin is neither holy nor evil. It should be an existence somewhere in between. If you want to classify it, it will be classified as an evil spirit. But it looks no different from a real griffin.
, so lifelike, every move so lifelike, Arthur knew that such a highly realistic spirit must be formed by the gathering of strong thoughts.
The strength of thoughts, or wishes, is directly related to the strength of the spirit body itself. Just by looking, you can tell that the gray griffon behind Marcus is very strong.
The strangest thing is that Marcus did not lie. Arthur could not sense any hostility or murderous intention from the man. Although the guy was the knight captain of the Papal Knights, he had no intention of becoming an enemy of Arthur.
Meaning. He just wants to block Arthur's progress here.
Regardless of whether Marcus is an enemy or a friend, this guy is really blocking a very important position. There is only one way to the power furnace, and you can't go around it. You can only break through Marcus here.
Sri Lanka's blockade is closed.
"So you must block my way here?" Arthur tried to convince the other party first: "You know this won't be useful. Most of the church's army has been suppressed by our people, and it will only be a matter of time before they lose. Wait until they are suppressed.
After destroying the power furnace of the Ark, the only artifact the church can use will also fall. Even if we don't suppress the power furnace, we can still capture the Ark bit by bit."
"I don't care about this kind of thing." Marcus smiled casually: "I'm just fulfilling my duty to prevent you from passing this intersection."
This guy......
A blue vein appeared on Arthur's forehead. It seemed that nothing he could say was of any use. He turned to wink at Bedivere, and the big white wolf nodded slightly.
"So you're just here? The Pope's loyal dog, a guy who doesn't use his brain to think and only knows how to execute orders?" Arthur asked.
"Probably that------"
Whoosh! At the same time that Marcus was mid-sentence, the warg demon Fenrir had already sprinted out with all his strength, hitting his opponent like a silver lightning. Since Marcus had no intention of fighting, he used the highest speed to directly attack his opponent.
Just break through his defense!
But------
Rumble, rumble, rumble!! Astonishing wind pressure hit him head-on. Fenrir was stopped by the strong wind halfway through his sprint, and could no longer continue to move forward.
That wind pressure is both uniform and has a wide range of influence. It can almost be regarded as a wall of air that is accurate to the molecular level. This kind of air wall is pressing against you, and even the Fenrir Golem with amazing horsepower cannot break through it head-on. It can only be crushed by it.
Blow back and forth!
The raid was of no use.
The evil gray light griffin obviously didn't move, it just spread its wings to be on guard. But it was probably a spirit that controlled the airflow. It didn't need to flap its wings to generate wind pressure, and only relied on its spread wings to contact the surrounding air.
It is enough to generate huge wind pressure like a wall of air, blowing everything in front of it away!
Sure enough, the Gray Gryphon was as powerful as Arthur expected. It was a blessing that Marcus did not show any hostility, otherwise Arthur and the others might not be able to pass through here unscathed.
"...You are so stubborn." Knight Commander Marcus still had the same casual expression: "Do you really want to pass here so much? I can give it a try. So be it. If anyone can do their best
Even if there is only one breakthrough, if Lord Gray Feather, the Angel of Power, is lucky enough to get close to me, I won’t care so much and just let him pass through here. How about it? Sounds like a good suggestion, right?"
This is a joke to Arthur and the others. If the warg golem with its amazing maneuverability cannot break through the gray gryphon's air wall, then it will be even more impossible to break through with manpower. Arthur knows this, and then hears Marco
Si's joking statement couldn't help but make him even more angry.
The power of the air wall further increased, blowing everyone further and further away. Bedivere had no choice but to control Fenrir half-supported on the ground, lying sideways and grabbing the ground with his claws, using a barrier composed of golems to block the huge wall.
Airflow impact.
"We can't break through if we continue like this." Big White Wolf groaned, "We've wasted too much time on this guy."
"Bedi, I know you have a way." Arthur urged: "The warg golem Fenrir is the technological crystallization of the ancient gods and humans. Its potential is not only this. If its full potential is used,
If so, I believe that the air barrier can be easily broken through, right?"
The Great White Wolf showed a very deep expression. Obviously he knew how to unlock the full potential of the Fenrir Golem. When wearing the legion ring, the legion's "instruction manual" was directly known to the user through telepathy, that is,
It is said that Bedivere knew how to control the Fenrir Golem from the beginning and knew the full performance it could exert. However, he was unwilling to use it.
"There is only one chance." Big White Wolf said: "It consumes a lot of energy to fully unleash its potential. After using up the energy, it will not be able to move for a long time. If this only chance fails, not only will we fail to break through the air
The wall method will still lack the help of a legion for a long time..."
"It will only get worse if we waste our time here now." The King of Knights encouraged: "Let's do it. Break through first and then talk about it. From now on, the worst case scenario is that Fenrir will be temporarily sealed away and we won't rely on its power to fight."
"Okay." The big white wolf sighed, then leaned into King Arthur's ear and told his plan.
"Huh? There's no movement, have you given up?" Marcus couldn't see the two people hiding behind the warg golem, so he became curious. Although he was very curious, the wind pressure released by the gray griffin was
It didn't stop, it even intensified.
"Roar!" Bedivere transformed into a violent and strong human wolf form, and suddenly appeared from behind the warg golem. His size was even larger than the warg golem Fenrir. As a human wolf of the demon clan
Bedivere, his eyes sparkled with cunning light. (To be continued)