Arthur opened his eyes and found himself lying on the bed. He felt extremely sore in his lower body, and all the muscle pain in his body was covered up by the soreness in his lower body.
The sticky piece in his pants made him very uncomfortable. He felt ashamed of his stupidity and blamed himself for not having lost his mind like this because of a stupid dream; a certain sense of release made him very happy, as if all the dirt in his body was gone.
Empty them all, and your body will feel more relaxed without these unnecessary burdens - it's just temporary.
"Woof?" A puppy came out from under the bed, lying in front of the bed and looking at Arthur curiously. If he looked carefully, he saw that it was not a dog, but a little wolf.
"Be, Bedi?! Why are you here?!" Arthur was shocked and jumped up from the bed, and his last trace of tiredness was swept away.
King Uther poked his head in from outside the room: "It's the child's spirituality. It doesn't matter the power. If you just make a spiritual shell, you can do it without an altar."
Arthur looked more carefully and saw that this little white wolf was indeed a little different from the silver wolf. Bedivere's hair had a metallic sheen, while this guy was pure snow white.
When did King Other quietly take away Bediwell's spirituality? Arthur wondered. Could King Other have any bad ideas for Bediwell?
As if he had read Arthur's mind, King Osel sneered: "I asked him to watch over you so that you would not be harassed by other spirits in the middle of the night, so that you can have a good dream."
------Now it seems that you do have a passion. You rejected that girl's spirituality, but chose to vent your passion in your dreams. What a strange (pathetic) person."
Arthur didn't say anything, he didn't want to think about what happened last night at all.
He covered his body with a quilt and roared: "I have to get up now to change clothes and take a shower. You all get out of my way and don't appear in my sight until I finish washing up, do you understand?!"
"Of course." King Other turned and left, and Bedivere's spirit also slipped out, seemingly following King Other's command.
Arthur had previously doubted whether King Arthur had the authority to command all the Holy Spirits in Avalon.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain the harassment (showing love) of Greenville's spirit to Arthur yesterday. Greenville's spirit should be as reserved as her own self--at least not so proactive towards Arthur.
He actually asked Greenville's spirituality to seduce Arthur. What on earth was this damn old man King Arthur thinking?
(Greenville.)
Arthur recalled the lingering dream with the girl, and his lower body immediately felt hot, and the warmth surged out like a dam. He jumped up from the bed and sighed again.
An hour later, Arthur took a bath, washed his body and washed his armor completely. After breakfast, he was refreshed and ready to challenge King Other.
Arthur opened the door and walked out of the cabin, looking at King Osel standing in a large open space outside the house.
The king is surrounded by the white wolf transformed from Bediwell's spirit, and the spirit of Greenville.
King Uther was looking at the moon in the sky. At a high altitude like Avalon, the sky was so deep that it was almost black, and the moon was so close that it seemed that he could reach the big glowing ball with just one jump.
"Are you here?" King Other said calmly, "You know, you will never be able to defeat me with what you have now. Do you still want to fight like this?"
"How will you know if you don't try?" Arthur drew out his sword: "Come on. Watch me kill you."
"Very good." King Other waved his hand, signaling the girl and the wolf to retreat. He turned around to face Arthur, and at the same time drew out his sword, "Let us begin this final bet!"
The two men rushed towards each other, and the sound of fierce sword strikes resounded in this pure land!
King Uther slashed at the young man with his sword, and Arthur immediately raised his sword to meet him. Arthur's sword of the Holy King collided violently with the silver sword in King Usher's hand, emitting a harsh vibration and knocking the two of them three yards away at the same time!
Arthur stretched out his wings and flapped hard, and with this huge acceleration, he raised his sword and stabbed his opponent in the chest. King Osel swayed sideways, and at the same time drew out his silver sword, using the momentum of Arthur's flying out, to attack the young man.
belly!
Arthur did not come unprepared. He had already drawn the dagger in his left hand and slashed it out diagonally. He was still charging forward violently, and the Longwu dagger rolled up an arc of fire in mid-air, wrapping the Ya in it.
Arthur rushed out. He was like a golden meteor wrapped in a fire tornado, suddenly passing by King Other's side.
Clang! King Other's sword did not hit Arthur, and was deflected by Arthur's Dragon dagger in the middle. The heat of the fire tornado blew over King Other's body, causing considerable damage.
"Hmph, what a flashy move." King Other patted his smoking arm armor, and Arthur, who flew ten yards away, also stopped.
"It doesn't matter if it's flashy, it's enough if it can hurt you." Arthur held two swords on guard. The King's Sheath on his body constantly replenished his physical strength. In terms of physical strength, he would never lose. As long as he tried his best to force King Other
Just use your real skills.
"Where is your Holy Spirit transformation? Don't you use it?" Arthur challenged. He looked at the tens of thousands of Holy Spirits slowly gathering around the battlefield and couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. "Or do you want to command these?"
Is the Holy Spirit attacking me?"
King Osel shook his head, "They are just here to see the show. Just leave them alone."
A premonition told Arthur that these holy spirits on the side definitely did not come here by chance to "watch the show". King Arthur must have given some order to direct these holy spirits to come and watch.
This battle is the final bet, which determines the fate of the Pure Land of Avalon. It is necessary for them to watch the final battle to the death between these two men.
No matter what the outcome is, after today, everything here will be over.
In this case, Arthur has taken the first step towards success.
"Keng!" King Uther's sword collided violently with Arthur's sword of the Holy King. He raised the sword in his left hand to block Arthur's attack, and already grasped a dangerous magic light ball in his right hand.
Not knowing what magic the opponent wants to perform, all Arthur can do is to strike first, stabbing with the Longwu dagger in his left hand, trying to disrupt the opponent's rhythm with attacks. If successful, once the opponent's mind is disrupted, the magic will
Startup failed.
No matter how fast magic is, it cannot be faster than a sword. This is a theorem. Therefore, for thousands of years, knights have always had the advantage in close combat. Magicians are always afraid of knights and do not dare to close the fighting distance.
However, King Usher calmly raised the ball of light in his hand and hit Arthur's Longwu dagger! Arthur suddenly felt that the hand holding the dagger was hit by a strong impact, as if he had hit a knife.
On the sword of the lightsaber!
That's right, that's not a magic trick at all. The pure white ball of light that King Other holds in his right hand is a ball of photons, pure photons!