Roble's previous slash with the sword did not stop. Instead, the blade turned and stabbed Arthur's chest! According to the momentum of the King of Knights, even if Roble's abdomen was pierced, it could also penetrate Arthur's chest at the same time.
It's a lose-lose situation!
The self-healing ability of orcs is far better than that of humans. Under the same injury, Roble still has a huge advantage! Moreover, his space transfer armor can still be used, so what does it mean to be seriously injured?
------Robul thought he would win this duel!
But Arthur was sneering! Little did Roble know that Arthur, who possesses the King's Sheath, has a self-healing ability that no one can match! Even if both sides were injured, Arthur could still recover quickly and capture Roble!
Moreover, his Holy King's Sword only needs to stab the opponent: once the King of Knights lets go of his hand, the photons from another world overflowing from the Holy King's Sword will "stuck" the sword in place. Even if Roble transfers his armor in time and space, he cannot escape.
!The Khajiit leader is destined to become Arthur’s prisoner!
In this duel, it is Arthur who wins!
"No!!------"
But at this moment, a white shadow rushed between the two of them, disrupting the battle!
"Ahem..." The figure spit out a mouthful of blood.
"What!?" Arthur was shocked.
"Are you crazy?!" Roble also stopped. His tiger eyes widened and he looked at his son Albert.
"I..." Albert (Bediwell) breathed in a low voice, his face as pale as paper: "I can think of... this is the only way...
..A way to make you stop fighting..."
"No!!!!" Arthur screamed and let go of the hand holding the sword. He took out the spare weapon from his arms-----his Longwu dagger, swayed to the right and walked around the tiger boy, coming to
Roble approached: "Get out of my way!"
His Longwu dagger came out in response, and a huge wave of fire swept over the Khajiit leader. Although the invincible protection of the time-space transfer armor, Roble was still frightened by the oncoming flames, due to the biological innate fear of fire.
, he jumped back several yards, even giving up the long sword in his hand.
"Bedi, hold on, I'll heal your wounds right away--" Arthur carefully pulled out the two swords from Albert's abdomen and chest.
As soon as the two swords were pulled out, the tiger boy's wound immediately spurted out blood with astonishing force. Based on this amount of bleeding, even an orc with a strong physique might not be able to hold on for a quarter of an hour.
Arthur didn't think for a moment and immediately summoned from his Holy Spirit Crown.
A white light flew out from the crown's halo.
A bird flew out. The whole body of the bird was snow-white, but the tips of its wings and tail feathers had a rainbow sheen of seven colors. Even in the real world, this kind of creature is very rare: it is a bird of paradise.
This magical bird is known as the Holy Hand of Healing. It can heal people's hearts just by singing, and the photon dust shaken from its feathers can instantly heal wounds.
The Holy Bird of Paradise has evolved its healing ability to the extreme. It flew around Albert, and the seven-color dust it sprayed fell on the wounds of the tiger man boy, causing the wounds that should have spurted blood to immediately converge and heal!
Despite this, Al (Bedi) was still seriously injured and there was no way out of the danger of death.
"Woo..." Albert (Bediwell) regained some strength, and a few mouthfuls of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, "I did something very bad to Al..."
"
"Don't talk. I will cure you." Arthur whispered. The King of Knights should have loudly reprimanded this tiger boy who had caused such a big mess, but the curse words were stuck in Arthur's throat and he could not speak out.
Bedivere is such an idiot. He would rather let himself suffer all kinds of harm than let the people he knows get hurt.
One side is Arthur, and the other side is Al's father. No matter who wins or loses, this is not the result Bedivere wants to see.
(What do you want? You soft-hearted idiot.)
(Can a blind kindness alone save the world?)
Arthur tore his sleeves to pieces and quickly bandaged Albert's (Bedivere) wound.
"So sleepy..." The tiger boy's eyes gradually closed.
"No! Wake up! Don't die!!" Arthur exclaimed, while giving the tiger man a CPR massage.
But Albert's heart had stopped.
The King of Knights stared at the cold corpse of the Khajiit boy with wide eyes.
Albert's body dies? What will happen to it? Will Bedivere's consciousness in this body also die with it? Or has it returned to his body?----
--
Arthur stood up hesitantly and looked at his opponent Roble with ghostly eyes.
"He is dead. He was killed by us. Do you still want to fight?"
Arthur has used up the last of the Holy Spirit today, and even the effect of the King's Domain has completely disappeared. This is the perfect way for Roble to counterattack.
But he didn't do this. After losing his son, Roble felt very uncomfortable.
He responded with an indifferent expression: "It's really disappointing. I'll let you go today, King of Knights. We'll fight to the death tomorrow."
He ran at high speed and disappeared in just a few seconds.
"Your Majesty?" Leon Dickens had already suppressed the enemy and returned to join Arthur.
Arthur was absent-minded and commanded mechanically: "Go and help Palinloar clean up the mess. Sort out the troops in Prague and see if there are any survivors left in this dead city."
"As you command, Your Majesty." Heavenly Knight Leon Dickens saluted and quickly retreated.
"Is that kid dead?" Evil Star also rushed back, looking at Albert's body on the ground and sneered.
Arthur glared at the evil star: "Don't mess with me, I'm in a bad mood. Depending on the situation, I might kill you."
The evil star felt a chill running down his spine: "It's so evil. I just don't joke. If it's none of my business, I'll ------"
How could Arthur let the evil star go: "Go and light a fire and burn all the corpses on the battlefield. If there are so many corpses, the consequences will be serious if they are used by the succubus."
Xinghui Dragon couldn't help complaining: "This kind of dirty and tiring work------"
Arthur glared at the evil star again.
"Okay, okay, I'll just go------" The evil star flew away as if escaping, hovering in the sky in this wilderness, constantly spitting out dragon flames on the ground, and igniting corpses all over the mountains and plains.
Arthur sat quietly next to Albert's body, watching the pillars of fire rising into the sky under the night, illuminating the darkness under the evening wind.