Once again, Albert's "body" was sent outside the arena.
Of course, that was just Albert's clone. His original self and Mutt were waiting for the result outside the arena. When the "wreck" of the clone was sent out, he was not even surprised. Because he had never
He never thought he could win from the beginning. Even if he learned all the combat skills he could and became quite proficient in swordsmanship, he still had no premonition of being able to defeat Hercules. So he did not bring any expectations.
to challenge.
"It's frozen..." Mutt said, looking at Albert's body.
There were no obvious sword injuries or signs of burns on the "remains". Instead, his heart was pierced by a huge ice gun, and his entire body was frozen by ice and sealed in frost and snow. If he was thawed like this
, then his body will be necrotic at the cellular level. But it will be no problem to send this body to the medical cabin for treatment. Even the damage at the cellular level can still be repaired. The medical cabin is such a powerful device.
So in addition to using fire magic, Hercules can also use ice magic. This is also expected. Anyway, Hercules is so powerful. But why? There is convenient fire magic, so he doesn’t need it.
You want to use ice cubes to freeze Albert (the clone) and kill him? You can just burn it directly into coke...
Albert looked at his clone and was quite puzzled. He always felt that every time he did an "autopsy", there was an unsolvable mystery hidden in the "body". But he just couldn't solve these mysteries. He was missing.
Many key clues.
"Anyway, let's move it back." Gusta, the tiger man, said, "Should we defrost it first and then move it back, or should we go back and thaw it again?"
"Go back and defrost it, and immediately send it to the medical cabin after thawing." Mutter said: "After thawing, the body's cells will begin to die quickly, and there is still time to repair them before they die."
"You're easy to understand." Albert hummed half-jokingly.
"Common sense, common sense. Common sense shared by athletes." The cat boy said, wagging his tail.
"I am an athlete, I have no common sense." Gusta complained with a straight face.
"Don't you remember that idiot who fell into the sea when we went to Iceland to play a friendly match four years ago? Who was that..."
"Ah, Musahir." Gusta remembered.
"Yes, that's right, it's Musahir, that idiot with no bones." Mutt laughed: "It was so exaggerated when I picked it up. His whole body turned into ice. If it weren't for the advanced treatment equipment on the ship,
And with the recovery medicine Leo gave him, he might really die."
The tiger man also laughed and chatted like a common gossip: "Hahahaha, that guy always feels like this. He seemed to be fishing at the time, and was pulled directly into the sea by a big sea monster that bit the hook."
"It's true, if Captain Shiloma hadn't shot to scare the sea monster away, that idiot Musahir would have been eaten, hahaha."
The two of them actually talked about the past like this, leaving Albert aside.
"Um, can this body still be moved?" the tiger man asked a little unhappily.
"Sorry, move it now, come right away." Gusta put away his smile and walked to the front to lift the stretcher.
Albert, who was behind, also tried his best to lift the stretcher, but the "body" turned into ice cubes was heavier than he expected. In addition, Gusta walked absentmindedly in front, and the stretcher suddenly tilted, and then Albert
Albert's clone fell to the ground with a thud.
When he heard the ice-like body falling to the ground with a thud, Albert couldn't help but feel his scalp numb. Fortunately, the body was not broken into pieces, but only one right leg was broken. The leg really cracked from the ground.
The body was directly broken.
"Ah, I'll pick this up." The cat boy said, "Be careful when you move it. After all, this is Mr. Albert's [remains]. If it is too broken, it will be troublesome to repair, and he will have to eat more."
suffering."
He said it as if it had nothing to do with him. Albert rolled his eyes at Mutt.
Mutt picked up the right leg that was frozen stiff. When he saw that Albert was not wearing shoes (because he had to use [Wolf Step] to fight, he was barefoot), he picked it up and smelled it.
"I don't have foot odor, no need to smell it!" Albert said angrily.
"It's just a joke."
"That's not funny!"
"Can I take this back for collection?" Mutt picked up the frozen leg and asked again.
"Of course not! Those are my legs!?" Albert said angrily.
"Tch." The cat boy stuck out his tongue.
In this way, Albert and Gusta sent away the frozen "body" on a stretcher, with Mutt walking at the end. He had just taken a few steps when he suddenly noticed something falling on the ground.
--feather?
A white, small feather fell from nowhere.
Mutt traced the location of the feather and found another feather lying quietly on the ground closer to the entrance of the Abyss Arena.
The feathers fell from Albert's clone. Although the frozen clone had no wings, it seemed that the wings had been torn off by someone. Why feathers? Why did Hercules rip off Albert's wings?
Wings, freeze him again?
Mutt frowned. Did they overlook any important details?
Three o'clock in the morning, France, woods outside the port of Marseille.
"Well..." Elaine woke up from a deep sleep and found herself lying in Queeg's arms. Queeg gently hugged Elaine like a child. I don't know if he did it intentionally or accidentally in his sleep.
move.
Elaine almost punched him, thinking that Queeg was taking advantage of him while he was sleeping. However, when he thought about it, he remembered that he fainted from the pain and fell on Queeg. This matter actually had nothing to do with Queeg.
Before he mistakenly blamed Queeg and beat him up, it was indeed better to stop. It should be said that before he woke up Queeg and caused any embarrassing misunderstanding, it was indeed better to evacuate from here quickly.
So he hurriedly got up, or tried to get up. Just moving his arm, there was a burning pain on his shoulder. Then he burst into tears from the pain, and lay back in Queeg's arms, like a
An injured kitten acting coquettishly.
He tried to turn over, at least he shouldn't keep lying in this position. But it hurt to move, and it hurt so much that he couldn't do anything about it.
There was no injury on the shoulder. It was Queeg's shoulder that was really burned. However, the [curse] caused by the spell was indeed transferred to Elaine. He cursed himself secretly. He had committed the crime in the first place.
What kind of fool would be willing to bear the curse that should have been borne by Queeg instead?
It was like a flame burning fiercely, and like a hand ruthlessly tearing his skin apart. The pain was unbearable.
Although it is said that it will gradually fade with the passage of time, Elaine has been unconscious all night, and the pain is still so strong. He is a little worried whether his left arm will be disabled as a result.
The situation is quite bad, and can even be said to be quite desperate. If this continues, let alone going to Atlantis to save his father Bors, it is still unknown whether he can leave France alive, a place of right and wrong.
What does it mean to help others is to help yourself? Elaine was angry. In the end, helping others meant getting herself into greater trouble and suffering more losses. Elaine made up his mind to give the leopard a good beating after Queeg woke up.
Relieve Qi - Of course, the prerequisite is that he can move.
He lay there panting, and after he finished panting, he tried to move. But it hurt when he moved. The severe pain made his scalp numb, and he almost fainted. In the end, he couldn't do anything. Did he really become a serial killer?
A cripple who can't even move?
Queeg looked like he was about to wake up. Elaine was very reluctant to let the cloud-patterned leopard see his weak side, but he couldn't do anything. He was very angry and annoyed, but at the same time he was helpless and powerless.
.Tears of regret welled up from his eyes.
[It’s really useless.]
In the dark, that voice sounded in his mind. He could no longer tell whether something was really talking to him, or whether he was going crazy because of the pain and was hearing hallucinations.
[For now, let me lend you some strength for now.]
Whether it was an hallucination or something real, a strange idea came to Elaine's mind: if the holy cloth was wrapped around the cursed body part, the pain would be suppressed.
This idea was illogical, but he had no better way. In order to prevent his left arm from becoming useless, he had no choice but to do it.
"Ugh..." He gritted his teeth and turned over from Queeg. Just turning over was so painful that he broke into a cold sweat and almost fainted. Then he finally turned over and lay on his back side by side with Queeg.
He was stunned for dozens of seconds due to the severe pain before he was finally able to continue moving.
He gently raised his right arm, picked up a corner of the holy cloth, and put it on his shoulder.
The severe pain is still there. But unlike ordinary wounds that get more painful as they are touched, when the holy cloth touches the shoulder, the "phantom pain" on Elaine's shoulder is somewhat weakened. It is indeed a sacred object, and it can
To some extent block that vicious curse, probably.
Elaine then boldly covered her shoulders tightly, and the contact surface between the holy cloth and his left button further increased. The pain weakened a bit. Taking this opportunity, he quickly wrapped the cloth around his shoulders and tightened it.
A simple knot was tied. The pain was greatly suppressed and reached a point where it was bearable.
So he boldly sat up from the ground, and before his shoulder started to move and start to hurt, he wrapped the holy cloth tightly around it. Then the sharp pain that was expected to come, did not come. Although it was still burning
The pain, this bearable pain was no longer enough to make Elaine give in.
He panted for a while and was covered in cold sweat.
Now the holy cloth was wrapped around his shoulders like a bandage, and the other end was wrapped around his neck like a scarf. The crimson rag tied him tightly, in every sense of the word.
At this time, Elaine had made up his mind to throw away or even destroy this hateful red cloth after the curse on his shoulder was removed. He could not let it control his life.
But now...
The white lion boy endured the pain and stood up, staggering out of the tent.
Morning had come, and his whole body was soaked with sweat. He simply tore off his shirt and even his shorts, and sat in front of the extinguished campfire to enjoy the coolness. Fortunately, all the equipment was still tied in the form of storage pockets.
On the tactical belt, the tactical belt was also tied around his waist and would not be easily lost. He took out a water bottle from it - the clean water in it was enough for him to drink for a whole week - and poured it directly from his head.
, getting soaked all over.
Whether it was the burning heat in his body or the stickiness of sweat on his hair, they were all washed away by the morning dew-like water. He was also able to take a moment to breathe.
——However, the pain in my shoulder is still very painful. It’s bearable, but it’s very painful.
"Do you like to take a shower in the morning?" a voice asked. Elaine trembled all over.
"No, no. It's just too hot." The white lion boy turned his head and rolled his eyes at Queeg. The guy didn't know when he woke up.
"It's so hot that you only wear underpants?" Queeg said with a smile and handed over a towel.
"Yes, I want you to take care of it!" Elaine said angrily, but still took the towel and wiped her face.
"Wait a moment." The young leopard man walked to the bonfire and rekindled the bonfire that still had some sparks and residual heat: "Breakfast will be ready soon."
"Hurry, hurry up." Elaine pouted: "I'm hungry. I have to rush. I'm on my way."
"Okay." Queeg took out the prepared dried fish and a pot and started cooking it on the rack.
While sprinkling salt and pepper, he looked at Elaine: "Your underwear is wet, why don't you change it?"
Only then did Elaine notice that his white underwear had become a little translucent because it was wet with water. She immediately blushed and covered her lower body: "Don't, don't look! Bastard!"
Then he hurried into the tent to change clothes.
"Hehe." Quigg said, "It's so cute."
"You, you are so cute! I'll beat you up!" Elaine heard it, and an angry roar came from the tent.
Quigg ignored the white lion man's angry scolding and whispered: "I'm sorry, and thank you."
"What did you say?" Of course Elaine didn't hear it because Queeg was too quiet.
"Nothing." Leopard smiled bitterly, and continued to sprinkle dehydrated tarragon powder into the pot - these spices and seasonings were naturally "borrowed" from the pirate ship.