Chapter 2995 The Morning That Never Returns (Seventy)
Chapter 2995 The morning that never returns (seventy)
Although Gulianheer was hit in the head with one blow, Albert did not dare to have close contact with his opponent for a long time. He was afraid that Gulianheer was not dead yet, so he immediately escaped and hid aside after the blow.
The place that was not affected by the fire------he just used the impact spear to clear a safe space from the sea of fire.
Gulianheer is still lying on the ground without moving. Part of his charred body is still burning, but part of it is frozen, and it is constantly cracking and collapsing. Even if Gulianheer's head has not been destroyed, that guy probably can't.
Stand up again.
"Hey! I should have won the battle, right?" Albert roared, trying to call out the black figure who represented the abyss.
"That's it. Congratulations on winning another battle, Mr. Albert." The black shadow finally appeared and announced Albert's victory: "You can loot the battlefield and leave, and prepare for the next battle."
Be prepared. Of course, you can also stay in the arena and continue the next battle."
"Wait a minute." Albert said angrily: "There is something I wanted to ask before. Can those ancient people see me fighting in this arena?"
"Yes, this part of the information is shared. Any questions?"
"Of course there is a problem." The tiger youth couldn't help complaining: "They can challenge me countless times until they give up completely. But I only have one life, and it will be over after I die once. This is not an equal battle in the first place, and with your
Do you think they still have the right to continuously obtain information from me, constantly understand my fighting methods, and derive strategies to defeat me? If this continues, they will eventually understand all my tactics and moves.
Is there a way to defeat me, nya?"
The other party paused for a few seconds.
"It is indeed possible." The black figure replied: "But at the same time, you also know the people of Naples better and better, don't you?"
"So far, what I know about them is that their heads are their weak points. Isn't my head also a weak point? Who doesn't understand this simple truth?" Albert even said angrily: "
The competition in Shimiao Arena is fair. My opponent's strength is limited to a level that is neither strong nor weak. How can this be considered fair?"
"So, your proposal is...?"
"The remaining ancient people cannot continue to watch the battle. The next battle between me and each of my opponents will only be visible to forces other than the ancient people. Please allow every ancient warrior who challenges me to watch.
Just keep knowing nothing about me. I think this is [fair]."
Albert shamelessly put forward this condition. In fact, he himself felt a bit childish. But the conditions that should be put forward still have to be put forward. His fight here is not just for himself. His victory or defeat will affect
To the peace of the entire Dawn Region, and even the peace of the entire world. Therefore, even if he is shameless, he must strive for maximum benefits for himself and the world he wants to protect.
------He could no longer sit back and watch the ancient people do whatever they wanted.
"Well..." The other party paused again before replying: "Your suggestion is very interesting. Maybe it does make some sense."
"So?" Albert asked impatiently.
"But you have to know that the so-called [rules] are all set by the master of this abyss - the master of this [abyss time realm]." The black figure replied: "In fact, the so-called fair duel
Whether it is really fair or not, it doesn't matter at all. The master of the abyss time realm thinks it is fair, and it is fair. After all, he is the absolute master of this time and space, and even those ancient people are only in this [time realm]
Just refugees seeking refuge from the Lord of the Abyss."
"Oh." The young tiger man snorted disapprovingly.
There are also many worlds in the abyss, and even the dimensions of each world are different. The abyss is just a collective name for those high-dimensional worlds. So this is one of the realms of the abyss, [Abyss Time Realm].
No, that's not right. Albert frowned. The alien space he was in might not be considered part of the abyss, but the part where the real world and the [Abyss Time Boundary] intersected. It was neither reality nor the abyss, but the two.
The fusion of others, a distorted space.
"But you are right." The black figure who spoke for the abyss said again: "The Namlians' unilateral acquisition of your combat information will gradually make the entire battle's advantage tilt toward them. They can challenge unlimited times.
, they can use the lives of their soldiers in exchange for your combat information, and finally find out your trump card. Regardless of whether this is fair or not, I am afraid this is something that the master of the time realm is not happy to see. In fact, it does not matter whether it is fair or not, what is important is
What matters is whether your duel can continue to be interesting."
[Interesting]. The black shadow did use this word. So all this is actually just [interesting] to the master of the abyss. The life-threatening fight between Albert and the ancients, for the master of the abyss
Just a farce.
...There is nothing more irritating than this.
However, for some reason, Albert couldn't feel angry.
The dark figure snorted and said, "Please give me some time. I will report your request to the master and let him make a decision."
"Okay." Albert, who remained emotionless, replied without emotion: "I'll wait here for you to come back until I get an answer."
The black shadow then disappeared out of thin air and went to inform his master.
I don't know how long it took (the flow of time in this different space is meaningless), but the black figure appeared in front of Albert again.
"The master has made a decision." He said: "You are right. It is not [interesting] for those Namulans to observe your battles all the time. If this continues, they will only target your tactics."
Make countermeasures and tailor tactics just to restrain you. The master will not allow this to happen."
"so......?"
"So, the people of Namulus have stopped observing you. Next, they can only send their warriors to fight without knowing anything about you. They can no longer know what is happening in this abyss arena.
No matter what kind of battle I have been through, I can’t remember how I observed you fighting in the first three battles.” Black Shadow said: “This is fair.”
"Very good, I have no objection." The tiger man said calmly: "So you can even control other people's memories."
"Actually, it is not difficult to manipulate memory. However, the master can only manipulate the memory of those who are willing to manipulate it." The other party said: "If you firmly refuse to let the master control the memory, he will not be able to manipulate your memory."
Albert secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"If you can accept this rule change, then it will be easier to handle." Black Shadow added: "The battle in the arena will continue as planned. Please finish searching the battlefield and prepare for the next battle."
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"Of course I will." Albert had already gone over to check on Gulianheer's body.
From the previous two battles, Albert had observed that the abilities of the ancients were indeed greatly restricted. They were even restricted in the weapons they brought to the field. Each ancient warrior only brought one kind of weapon to the field.
Even though Gulianheer carries six light guns this time, they are actually just the same weapon.
The Abyss does not restrict the weapons that Albert can bring to the field. Except for not being able to use the Holy White Tiger, Albert can use almost all the abilities and equipment he already has. They even allow Albert to search for the remains of ancient people.
Take away the weapons of the ancients and use them in the next battle.
Therefore, the duel in the Abyss Arena is actually not fair at all. Some of the rules are even biased in favor of Albert. Of course, Albert has to face countless ancient warriors alone.
This part of the rules still gives the ancients an absolute advantage.
Maybe, he can't force too much.
In the end, no matter whether these rules are fair or not, they are the rules set by the master of [Abyss Time Realm]. The Lord of Abyss is the absolute ruler of this [Abyss Time Realm], and everything is decided by him. Even the ancient gods and humans
Only by relying on the Lord of the Abyss can he survive. If Albert wants to destroy the resurrection plan of the ancients, he can only act in accordance with the rules of the Lord of the Abyss.
Albert recovered the four light guns of Gulianheer and left the arena. The reason why he only recovered four light guns was because the other two light guns were destroyed in the battle.
In a completely unusable state. Certain powerful attacks used by Gu Lianheer require six light guns to be dispatched at the same time and combined to be used. Albert only took away these four light guns, and I am afraid that they will never be able to use them.
The true power of these light guns.
But something is better than nothing. The tiger man thought to himself and stuffed all the light guns into his storage pocket.
Before returning to the village house, Albert swallowed. He was a little worried that he would miss Mutt again. Maybe he was afraid of seeing Mutt, or maybe Mutt didn't want to see him.
If both of them had this idea, they wouldn't be able to meet each other in this chaotic time and space.
It is obvious that every battle may be Albert's last battle, and it is obvious that he may never come back after he goes out to fight, but he can't even say goodbye to that kid properly.
Albert showed a sad expression and stepped into the house.
"Are you back?" Mutt was sitting in the hall of the village house, waiting for Albert's return. The boy seemed to have washed his body clean, and there was a watery aura about him.
"Well...I'm back." Albert replied: "That guy...went back first?"
"Yes. He said that you gave him the authority to cancel the clone on his own." The cat boy replied, "So after we said goodbye, he went back by himself."
"So..." Albert scratched his head: "Has he taken good care of you, meow?"
"You are an idiot." Mutt scolded: "You actually let your clone take care of me, and it's that kind of [care]."
"sorry......"
"The biggest problem is...I'm also...addicted to it..." Mu Te turned around and said awkwardly: "I was even scolded by that guy. Me too.
An idiot. Since we are all idiots, I have no right to blame you."
"Hahaha..." Albert scratched his head again: "Are you hungry, meow? I'll make something to eat, let's eat together."
"I'm not hungry. I don't seem to feel hungry or sleepy in this different space." Mutt replied.
"But you still want to eat something, right? What matters is your mood." Albert walked to the kitchen: "Wait here. Let me see what I can make with the ingredients I brought.