Chapter 2979 The morning of never returning (fifty-four)
Chapter 2979 The morning that never returns (54)
After Spriggan fell, Albert then moved closer and took another look at the centaur monster.
The main reason is that he is worried that Spriggan is not dead and is lying on the ground waiting for an opportunity to attack. The body structure of ancient people is different from Albert and the others. God knows whether the destruction of the brain will actually cause the death of these guys?
But Spriggan didn't get up, and it could even be said that he didn't move anymore. Black blood continued to gush out from the monster's pierced head, and he looked really dead.
So this monster still has a brain structure. It seems that his whole body is made of an unknown alloy. Even if one of his left arms is blown off, he is indifferent, and there is not even a drop of blood on the wound on the blown off arm. The method is just
The part of the body that can be discarded. But this guy's head can bleed, and piercing the head will kill the monster. It turns out that the brains of ancient people were the weak point.
Albert suddenly had a wonderful idea. He felt that Spriggan's unreasonably strong centaur body could be replaced. Real ancient people did not have this kind of body and only used it when needed.
Change your head to this kind of body.
Of course, as interesting as the idea is, Albert could not find any obvious seams on Spriggan's neck. Spriggan's head should not be directly attached to the centaur's body. Perhaps the head
What's in it? Maybe, it's to directly transplant the brain ball into the desired body?
In any case, it seems that Albert has won the battle. Spriggan never got up again, which proves that he can't get up and continue fighting, right?
"Congratulations. You won the first round of the arena." The black shadow representing the abyss appeared next to Albert: "You can search for your trophies on this battlefield, or you can go off and rest.
Of course, if you want to continue fighting, I will not stop you. The flow of time outside the court is meaningless. I suggest that you go off the court to have a good rest and recuperate, and then challenge the second duel when you are ready."
"How many times are there such duels?" Albert asked: "Do I have to deal with thousands of ancient people alone?"
"No. They can send out their strongest challengers, and they can keep sending them out until they are convinced of their defeat. But their strongest challengers can't beat you, which means the rest of them can't.
Win. They know when to give up. You don’t have to worry about that."
This is the truth. Albert wondered in his heart. But God knows how stubborn those ancient gods and humans are?
In any case, it is better to retreat now. The flow of time outside the arena is meaningless, which means that the opponent can have unlimited time to prepare for the next duel. If you stay here, you will suffer no matter what.
Albert went over to inspect the centaur warrior and found that the only thing that could be looted was the spear that could cause explosive shock waves. To be honest, it was not a very powerful artifact, and it was so heavy that, with Albert
His special physique cannot be used to swing at all.
Because this was the first duel, there was a risk that the weapon would be stolen by Albert. The ancients had no intention of sending the strongest warrior to the field, and even the weapon that the warrior held was not a powerful weapon;
Of course, it is also possible that the ancient people slept in the cracks of the abyss for many years and failed to come up with any decent artifacts in an environment of scarce supplies.
...Albert only hoped it was the latter.
He collected the heavy spear, stuffed it into his storage pocket, and walked out of the arena while thinking about how to make the most of the weapon.
"Please come again after you are fully prepared." The black figure representing the abyss said, watching Albert leave.
The young tiger man didn't even answer the other party.
At the same time, in that dark village.
"Well..." Mutt gradually woke up and found that someone was hugging him from behind, and there was still a tight skin-to-skin hug.
In the dim light, he discovered that the white arm with tiger stripes belonged to Albert. He was happy for a few seconds, but he soon felt that things would not be so simple, because the real Albert would not
Accept his.
"Are you...his clone?" The cat boy then asked: "The clone that was with me last time...?"
"Yeah." The tiger behind him replied: "That guy asked me to take care of you."
"This level of [care]?" Mutt tried to move his sore lower limbs and hummed. He had just had a sweet dream, but after he woke up, he realized that it was not just a dream.
"I'm sorry. I should have asked your opinion before doing this. But you have been unconscious and it seems to be an emergency." Albert's clone replied: "The guy said that only by doing this can you recover.
So I’m a little bit... unscrupulous."
"No. It's okay." Mutt was not angry in his heart, or he wanted to be angry but couldn't. On the contrary, he felt an inexplicable sadness. He hugged Albert's clone's arm and began to cry.
.
"Don't be like this." Albert's clone comforted.
"He would rather let his clone [take care of] me like this than do it himself." The cat boy whispered: "I know there is no future for me if I stay with him, but this is too...
.."
"I don't know if it's appropriate to say this," Albert's clone stroked the cat boy's head and comforted in a low voice: "But he said that he treats you as a younger brother. He can't do anything to his younger brother.
That kind of thing happens. It's not because he hates you, it's just that he can't accept it physically. So don't take it too seriously. Isn't it okay to accept this fact?"
"Well..." Mutt hugged Albert's clone's hand and cried in a low voice.
"So...how do you feel now? That crystal has stopped corroding your body, nya?"
"Probably." Mutt replied. His arm did not feel pain anymore, but he still had the uncomfortable feeling of "crystals are slowly growing out of the flesh." He could not remember clearly what happened when he was a child.
But if the teeth grow out of the mouth, it will make people feel painful and itchy, which is probably what he feels now.
"Hold me tight..." the cat boy whispered: "What happened just now, can you... do it again?"
"You still want it?" Albert's clone said confused.
"Can't you? Are you tired?"
"No, I'm not tired."
In this alien space between reality and the abyss, the flow of time has no meaning. Therefore, they can actually have unlimited time and unlimited physical strength to do what they want to do.
"Then...come on." Mutt said: "I just want...one last time...one more time, to feel your presence. Even if you are not real
he."
"You were half asleep just now, I was afraid of hurting you," Albert's clone said, "Can you... be a little more intense this time, meow?"
"Yeah." The cat boy replied in a low voice, turned around and hugged each other closely.
I don’t know how long has passed. In this different space, the flow of time has no meaning.
Albert (his true self) left the arena and walked slowly back to the village when he suddenly felt an inexplicable emptiness. It was as if his body had been hollowed out, but it soon recovered. He was vaguely aware that his body had been hollowed out.
"Hollowing out" is a fact that once existed, but because the time flow in this different space is unnatural, that "fact that once existed" was immediately replaced by "Albert has had a full rest."
He felt an inexplicable irritation because he realized that the clone he had created specifically to take care of Mutt seemed to have had some intense exercise with Mutt. Although he had asked the clone to do this.
, but the result still made him very annoyed, indescribably annoyed.
So he quickened his pace and walked back to the village house where Mutt was originally placed, trying to find Mutt. When he opened the door to the room, he found that there was no one inside.
"...Mutt?" Albert called. No one responded. There was an unpleasant smell wafting in the room, but Mutt was not there, and he didn't know where he went.
Albert knew that it was impossible for Mutt to leave the village like this. His physical strength did not allow it. And there was no reason for Mutt to leave. He should just wait here for Albert to come back. But Mutt just disappeared.
, there was not even a shadow, not even a trace of him going out.
"What's going on? Explain it!" Albert shouted, because he knew that the abyss was watching him somewhere.
"Don't worry. He has not disappeared." The black shadow representing the abyss suddenly appeared from behind Albert and explained: "The flow of time here is not stable. You can't see him because he is with you.
On a different timeline."
"What do you mean? So he disappeared forever like this? Are you kidding me?!" the tiger man asked irritably.
"No. It's just because he doesn't want to see you now." The other party replied: "So his consciousness moved him to a time when you are not around. And you...actually the same thing. You
His consciousness also moved you to a time when he was not there. So you missed it perfectly. You were in the same room but couldn't see each other."
"...I don't want to see him? Are you serious?!"
"Ask yourself new, aren't you?"
Albert paused for a moment. He wanted to curse something, but suddenly fell silent. His subconscious might really not want to see Mutt at this time. He was afraid of seeing the person in the arms of the clone he had created.
, closely combined with his clone, the dirty Mutt. If he were to see all this, both he and Mutt would probably be embarrassed.
"Come back and have a look after a while. Maybe he will show up." Abyss's spokesperson said: "As long as you want to see him and he wants to see you, maybe he can meet above. Except
There is no other way."
"So...you knew things would turn out like this from the beginning, but you didn't stop me, right?" Albert asked resentfully, covering his head.
"I have no power to stop you, Mr. Albert." The other party replied: "After all, this is your decision. When you decide to abandon the child, everything has been finalized."
"Bastard!" Albert swung his sword angrily and slashed at the black figure mercilessly. However, it was of no use. What he slashed was something like air, and the sword blade penetrated the black figure's body.
And passed.
"Please prepare well for the next duel. I won't disturb you anymore." The black shadow gave a dry sneer and disappeared.
"Mutt..." Looking at the empty room, Albert frowned.