Earthly world, noon on the fourth day. Gilimanjaro volcano underground palace.
Kai followed Fleur and came to a huge underground square.
This was supposed to be a fire pool covered with lava, but due to the powerful diversion technology of the giants, the lava was drained away, freeing up such a large space. This oval platform is at least 5,000 square feet, and is completely made of
It is made of diamond-hard volcanic rock, which is strong enough to withstand powerful impacts. There are still lava pools on its edges, and falling from there is no joke.
Seeing such a square, Kai couldn't help but feel uneasy. He could roughly guess the direction of the plot.
"Go in." Fleur said, and she signaled Kai to jump from the high platform into the square.
This ten-foot-high platform... is surrounded by a large lava pool below. It is easy to jump from here, but difficult to return.
"Beauty, what do you mean?" Kai wondered. If he was thrown into that huge square and had a trapped animal fight, Kai would have nowhere to escape until he was beaten to death.
"You want to get the Flame Demon Sword, this is the only way." Fleur crossed her arms in front of her chest and said calmly, "According to the tradition of the giants, you must accept the challenge of four death battles. If you can all
If you pass, you can get the Fiery Demonic Sword; otherwise? Death is waiting for you."
Kai swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Surrender...is also unacceptable, right?"
"Of course, those good-for-nothing guys who will surrender, we invite them to kiss the lava." Fleur sneered.
Kai knew that the giantess was serious. There was incomparable cruelty in her sneer.
"If you could let me challenge this from the beginning, why did you imprison me for so many days?" Kai asked puzzledly.
"Of course," Fleur showed a look of pity, "I originally planned to let you give up. After all, there is absolutely no way that a weak human like you can survive such a challenge. This will happen."
Your life."
Only then did Kai realize Fleur's tenderness. Her idea of not letting the knight fight the flaming magic sword was entirely out of pity for the knight. She could have killed the knight casually, saving worry and effort, but she didn't do so; she could also
She directly asked the knight to challenge this death arena and disregard human life, but she did not do so.
She was trying her best to persuade Kai, hoping that Kai, a stupid human being, would be able to turn around and make peace!
Although she has a vicious mouth and cruel attacks, the giantess in front of Kai has an extremely kind heart!
Kai couldn't help but feel a throb in his heart. He had flirted with countless girls, but they were all just for fun. He had always been such a playboy, and those girls had always been such a playboy. Those who really cared about Kai
Among the dead and alive, except for Arthur's group of buddies, this female giant is the first one.
It made him feel a little embarrassed.
"How is it?" Fleur saw that Kai was still thinking, thinking that Kai was hesitating, "Are you going to jump? If you jump, you can't look back. Even if you cry for mercy, I have to kill you and push you into the lava.
Go.------This is your last chance: Do you want to do it or give up?"
"Hmph, hum, hum..." Kai smiled slightly, "How can I be a man if I just give up for this reason? ------Of course I want to challenge!"
"Think clearly before you say this! You will die------" Before Fleur could finish speaking, Kai had already jumped into the death arena. "The..."
Seeing that it was too late to stop this man, Fleur couldn't help showing a complex expression of regret and uneasiness on her face. She sighed and whispered: "Then, I wish you good luck."
Elison Pure Land, early morning on the sixth day (noon on the fourth day of the earthly world (?)). Battleship [Sword of Damocles] (Yang), on the deck.
Bedivere looked at the sky in the distance quietly, raised his magic bow [Fire of Lena], and gently pulled out an arrow.
Whoosh! The arrow erupted into a powerful shock wave, which dissipated in the distance and merged into the night.
After shooting this shot and feeling satisfied, Bedivere felt as weak and empty as ever. His left hand felt sore.
Sure enough, this bow sucked away too much of his physical strength. In the last battle, he actually only shot two arrows. Although both arrows were incredibly powerful, he killed dozens of dragons and nearly a hundred infantrymen.
He was so tired that he could hardly move. Moreover, those two arrows were fired with the assistance of White Frost Dragon Immortal Via, [guaranteed to hit]. In a real battle, who would stand still and let you
Fighting? At the expense of physical strength, such a powerful bow and arrow, every missed shot is a huge loss.
Bediwell is still wondering how to control the bow and arrow better and how to increase the number of arrows fired.
Tristan just came out to change guard with Bediwell. He saw the werewolf boy holding the magic bow and was wondering. He couldn't help walking over and asked: "What's wrong, Bedi? Are you having trouble using the magic bow?"
"Yeah." Bedivere told the fishman boy his thoughts.
"That's it." Tristan thought for a while, "Actually, I've wanted to say it for a long time. Since you can use madness, can't you draw the bow while in madness? Inhale a large number of photons into the body first, and then let the bow absorb it.
If you walk, your own physical strength will not be exhausted so much."
"That's possible, but ------" Bedivere thought that his [Crazy Transformation Technique] was actually an unfinished technique. Once he became mad, his consciousness would soon be overtaken by the consciousness of the beast.
Manipulate it, and finally turn it into a giant beast that can only do crazy destruction, causing trouble to his companions. If possible, he wants to avoid using the madness technique.
He doesn't want to hurt his companions.
As if he had read through Bedivere's thoughts, Tristan smiled and said: "You haven't practiced the madness technique well, right? Then you should practice more. Always evading it and leaving it alone without using it is not the answer, right?"
"But------"
"You can practice while you still have some free time. Don't worry, when you are swallowed up by the beast's consciousness and lose control, I will knock you out." Tristan planned to watch Bedi with gentle eyes.
That's all he can do for his friends now.
"...Is it really okay?" Bedi was uneasy, "I'm afraid you might get hurt if I'm not careful------"
The fish-man prince put his arms on his hips and said proudly: "In that case, it's just my lack of cultivation. You don't have to blame yourself. If I really can't stop you from going crazy, I can still wake up Arthur and let him go."
He's here to stop you."
"...If you wake Arthur up, the consequences will be serious." Bedivere said with a bitter smile.
"Hehehe," Tristan said with a bad smile, "We'll talk about that kind of thing at that time."
The werewolf boy shook his head and got rid of those uneasy thoughts. He handed the magic bow to Tristan and then walked away a little distance: "Okay, I'm going to start, be careful."
He concentrated and imagined himself turning into a giant beast.
The free photons in the environment began to be inhaled by the werewolf boy and accumulated in his muscles. Some of the photons were converted into the expansion of mass and space, and the werewolf boy began to grow in size, turning into a ten-foot-tall monster.
Tristan swallowed his saliva and looked at the giant silver wolf under the moonlight.
The fish-man boy yearned for the rugged beauty of the werewolf, although this was contrary to his own aesthetics.
"Bedivere...?" Tristan asked quietly, "Are you okay? Talk to me."
"I'm still...ok..." Bedivere stammered in response. He was struggling to maintain his consciousness and not let the beast's consciousness engulf his mind.
However, after a long day of hard work, he was mentally exhausted to the extreme. No matter how hard he tried to maintain it, he still couldn't last long. His [human] consciousness fell asleep.
The beast's consciousness took complete control of him.
It is really stupid to use [Crazy Transformation] in a state of extreme fatigue! Bedivere will soon pay the price for this!