Waves of loud noises came from the body of the Holy Spirit!
The Holy Spirit, the Seat of Martial Arts, began to crack from the inside! Countless cracks appeared on its silver metal head, and from the cracks, a dazzling golden light emerged!
Bump! Bump!!!! Something is destroying the Holy Spirit from within!
------It's Arthur!
Just now, Arthur, who should have been swallowed up by the huge beam of light spit out by the Holy Spirit, unfolded the King's Sheath at the critical moment! The gryphon shield immediately appeared, covering Arthur's whole body. In this posture, he quickly rushed into the Colossus Holy Spirit.
in the body!
What he was waiting for was the moment when the Colossus opened its mouth to attack!
Indeed, Holy Spirit. The Seat of Martial Arts is both huge and agile. No matter how it is attacked, it is difficult to completely destroy it from the outside.
Then, just destroy it from the inside! Arthur, who had penetrated into the body of the Holy Spirit, wielded the golden giant blade of the Holy King's Sword, dashed left and right, slashed and stabbed, causing huge damage to the Holy Spirit in just a few seconds.
!
The three-hundred-foot-long giant golden blade pierced out from the chest of the giant statue, and continued to cut upwards despite the desperate struggle of the Holy Spirit!
The Holy Spirit reached out like crazy to grab the golden blade, as if to prevent the giant blade from cutting him into pieces!
Bump! More golden light exploded from the body of the Holy Spirit! Arthur launched [Spell Breaker] again! This time it exploded in the body of the Holy Spirit, blowing up the body of the Colossus!
The Holy Spirit finally couldn't bear it and let go of his hand. With this release, Arthur had already dragged the golden giant blade up and then dragged it back! Split the Holy Spirit and the Seat of Martial Arts into two!
Roar, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah! ------ The Holy Spirit let out a low and loud scream, and gradually turned into white light and escaped. Amid the white light flying in all directions, Arthur remained calmly in mid-air as if nothing had happened.
, watching the radiance of the Holy Spirit surround himself.
He raised the King's Sheath and waited for countless white lights to gather into the sheath.
However, an accident happened again! The power of the Holy Spirit did not flow into Arthur's scabbard, but instead flowed into the wound on Arthur's shoulder! It flowed into Arthur's body from the small tooth mark!
"What?! Oh---ahhhhhhhhhh!" Arthur felt only severe pain in his body. The scenery around him changed instantly, and he soon returned to the cemetery.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" Arthur's left arm hurt so much that he fell to the ground.
"Arthur?!" Greenville panicked and rushed over to check on Arthur.
"Painkiller! Hurry!" Arthur shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Okay, hold on!" Greenville, who had been prepared for a long time, could not help but tremble her hands. While comforting Arthur and telling him not to struggle randomly, she picked up the syringe and injected the analgesic into Arthur's body.
The painkillers took effect immediately, suppressing Arthur's pain. He finally got up.
"What the hell is going on?!" King Author looked at Arthur's left arm in surprise.
His arm was entangled by [Darkness] and [Light]. The purple-black evil light and the milky-white holy light were entangled and intertwined, showing a special swirling texture on Arthur's arm. The two kinds of light began to
It was shining one after another, as if a fierce battle was going on in Arthur's body!
"Chaos!" King Other's spirit exclaimed.
the next morning.
Bediwell watched awkwardly as Albert helped him get dressed. It was a very complicated and luxurious set of ceremonial clothes, and Al had already spent several hours just helping Bedi tie a belt.
Bedi didn't know how to do it himself. Just standing there waiting for Al to serve him, his own legs were already sore and weak.
"Al, yes, is it necessary to dress like this?" Bedivere really couldn't get used to wearing this kind of dress. The clothes were stiff and hurt every part of his body, and the waist was tied extremely tight.
"Just be patient. Lord Tutan hates being looked down upon. If you want to arrange a meeting with him, you'd better dress more formally."
"...Okay. I hope the patriarch will like to see this monkey suit." Bediwell said helplessly.
"This is my only set of ceremonial clothes. If you want me to get another set of such a luxurious thing, there is no way you can do it." Albert spat angrily, "You can wear it if you like it, or if you don't like it*
*Go and see Tutan and see if he will punch you in anger!"
Bedivere muttered a few more words, looking unhappy and feeling uncomfortable all over.
At dawn, there was a commotion outside, as if a delegation from the Turkic (Elephant People) tribe had arrived.
"Okay." Albert looked out from the gap in the window, "Tutan is here. He will go to dad for a meeting first. After they finish the meeting, I will find a way to distract the others and let you
Meet the leader of the Elephant People.
Time is very tight, only ten minutes at most. You use ten minutes to chat with Tutan and do your best."
Bediwell felt frustrated for ten minutes. It was basically an impossible task to persuade a clan leader not to go to war with humans within ten minutes.
The two teenagers looked around (Albert's room was on the second floor). There was a lot of movement outside the living room on the first floor. There were dozens of warriors from the Elephant Tribe. Tutan, the leader of the Elephant Tribe in armor, was fighting with the tiger.
The leader of the human race, Roble, was talking about military affairs. They should have used the dialect of the human race, but Bediwell could not understand a word of it.
"Haha, we won another battle." Albert sneered, he seemed to be able to understand a thing or two.
Did humans lose this war again? It’s not a strange thing. The fox people are frantically digging up the heritage of ancient people. They have a lot of messy golems, and putting those things into the war has great effect.
Moreover, the Tigers, Leopards, White Bears and Elephants are all excellent warriors. In terms of combat ability, one person can be evenly matched with more than a dozen human knights. This does not include the Rabbits who can control Warcraft.
Now there are still various small-scale battles, but when it comes to a real large-scale battle, the orcs will definitely use all their magic weapons, and then humans will inevitably suffer heavy casualties.
Of course, the Human Alliance is not someone to be trifled with either. The Heavenly Knights of Pantoracon, the generals of Rome, the Rose Knights of France, the mermaid court magicians... Once they take action, all lives will be destroyed.
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Bedivere was panicking while eavesdropping. He still had no idea what to do to stop this war. Everything the werewolf boy was doing so far was just trying his luck.
The meeting of the clan leaders lasted for almost two hours. Robur said a few words and then left, as if he was going to prepare something. Tutan and his Elephant Man warriors were resting in the conference room, waiting for Robur's return.
"Bedi, you're ready." Albert said, walking out at the same time, "As soon as I lure away the group of guards, you go talk to Roble. Remember, you have to appear elegantly and don't be rash.
If you let him mistakenly think that you are going to assassinate him, you will be dead."
Bedivere felt a chill behind him. The tiger boy had pushed out the door from the room, went down the stairs, and walked into the living room. He walked slowly and carefully, probably to eliminate the hostility of the elephant people. Bedivere secretly
Remember Albert's pace to avoid getting into trouble when it's your turn.
The tiger boy walked into the conference room, chatted with the elephants for a few words, and then walked out as a matter of course, leading the group of guards away.
Although he didn't know how Albert did it, Bedivere had no choice but to seize the time and walk out.