The King of Knights felt something was wrong and vomited a mouthful of blood. It was a powerful poison that could kill an entire village of Elephants. Even Arthur, who had the power of a succubus and was particularly resistant to poison, might not be immune to it.
He was dizzy and fell to the ground.
Albert had just walked a few yards away when he heard the King of Knights falling to the ground behind him and turned around in surprise.
Grand Duke Palinloer had already arrived behind Al, his whole body exuding a spine-chilling murderous aura: "Boy, what did you just do to King Arthur?"
Al replied with a trembling voice: "I...I didn't do anything..."
Palinloer pinched the Khajiit boy's neck with one hand and picked up Al like a kitten. At the same time, he walked closer to check on King Arthur's condition: "You'd better pray that His Majesty will be safe and sound. Otherwise, I will definitely kill him."
You will be buried with His Majesty!"
Albert had just returned from hell and was immediately involved in a century of trouble.
At the same time, in the Turkic Everglades, in the lounge of [Skyd Platny Ark].
"Ugh..." Bedivere opened his eyes and found the rabbit man Ryder lying beside the bed, looking at the werewolf boy with worried eyes.
"You woke up? Are you okay?" Ryder asked quickly, "You are borrowing Bedi's body, don't force it too hard."
"No..." The werewolf boy got up. He could still vaguely feel the pain from the sharp sword piercing his abdomen and chest, "I am Bedi."
The fishman prince Tristan, who was also waiting on the side, carefully examined the werewolf boy with curious eyes.
After a moment, he seemed to see a certain feature in Bedivere's eyes, and immediately understood that this was the real Bedivere: "You...returned? But how------"
Now it was Bedivere's turn to look worried: "I did something very bad to Al, I just hope he won't die because of it."
The werewolf boy was still synchronizing Al's memory, and his thoughts were a little confused.
But he quickly found out the crux of the situation and raised this issue: "Bad news. I'm afraid Arthur won't come to help us. He is in Prague and was delayed by a battle. I'm afraid that battle will be delayed.
Last few days."
The person who caused this troublesome situation was the idiot Bedivere. But he never mentioned it.
"It doesn't matter. Let's go attack the wall of the world ourselves." Paramedis also rushed to the lounge, "We will set off in two hours. Rabbit, if you don't want to go, get off the boat now and go to the elephant people's
Hiding in the village."
"No. I'll go with you." Ryder said.
Palamedes showed a look of reluctance, but he seemed to have had this hunch: "Non-combatants are better off retreating."
"If the wall of the world is really opened, there will no longer be a safe place in this world." Ryder nervously touched the ring in his hand, "Let me go with you. Maybe there will be a place where I can be useful."
"
Palamedes was afraid that the rabbit would say this. The battle on the wall of the world would probably be very dangerous. Then there would be bullets and bullets everywhere, and the rabbit would only become a burden.
But Bedivere put his hand on Ryder's shoulder, seeming to support Bunny Ryder.
Bedivere has always been the person that Palamedes is least good at dealing with. Because the werewolf boy has such a close relationship with King Arthur, Palamedes, who has sworn allegiance to King Arthur, theoretically has to listen to Bedivere.
Moreover, he still has a lot of debts to repay.
"You will kill this rabbit." Palamedes warned Bedivere in a solemn tone.
"Even if I die, this is the choice I made myself." Ryder said.
(I just want to truly choose my own destiny for once, instead of just following the crowd.)
(Even if the price is so high.)
Palamedes shrugged helplessly. Since Ryder insisted on dying, he had no reason to stop the rabbit.
Vivian's voice came from the communicator in the big cat's ear: "Palami, I have arranged the children, and now I will take my great-great-grandfather to the ruins."
"Very well, move quickly." Palamedes replied.
"Well..." His wife spoke a little hesitantly, seeming to be hesitating: "The children have also woken up. Do you want to say a few words to them?"
(Do I still need to ask about this kind of thing?)
"No." Palamedes closed his eyes and smiled calmly, "We will come back alive. At that time, I will have a good chat with Saifer and Seglade about everything that happened these days.
When I chat with them now, I always feel as if they are parting from life or death, so it’s better not to do so.”
There was silence on the other end of the communicator.
A moment later, Vivian's sigh came from the communicator: "Okay. [We'll talk about everything when we get back.] ------That's what I'll tell the children."
"Please." Palamedes agreed in a low voice. Although the big cat tried his best to hide his face in the darkness of the room, Bedivere could still vaguely see the tears in the corners of Palamedes' eyes.
He is clumsy and stupid, he is not strong, and he is not very powerful. But he has always worked hard for his sons.
What a person can achieve does not depend on what he has done for himself, but on what he has done for others, for those he loves.
If you can do this, everyone can become a hero.
At the same time (?), in a certain cave.
"Boy, what are your last words?" The red fire dragon smiled ferociously, looking at the young man in front of him with salivation.
The young man was wearing a servant's coarse clothes and looked shabby, but there was a strange calmness on his face, as if he was not afraid of the terrifying beast in front of him: "I'll tell you if you can beat me."
In an instant, the battle between the boy and the dragon began.
The boy dodged the fireball fired by the dragon and rushed towards the dragon. The dragon swept out a blow with its tail, which was powerful enough to smash all the bones of the boy into pieces.
This tail sweep was interrupted in the middle. A lightsaber appeared out of thin air in the young man's hand and chopped off a large section of the dragon's tail.
"So, you are not only avoiding my attack, but you are also taking the opportunity to pick up weapons?" The red fire dragon smiled ferociously and used a pair of sharp claws to grab at me.
The boy was very agile and kept turning to dodge under the dragon's fierce attacks. Every time the dragon's attack slipped away from the boy's side the moment it was about to hit, each attack almost hit, but failed to hit.
They fought for nearly half an hour, and the dragon began to look tired. Seeing an opportunity, the young man immediately raised his knife and chopped off the dragon's left arm.
"What?!" When the red fire dragon was shocked, his right arm was also chopped off.
The young man had jumped onto the dragon's chest and raised his sword to pierce the dragon's heart.
Not to be outdone, the red fire dragon had already opened its bloody mouth, ready to tear the young man's fragile body into pieces.
"Do it?" Long threatened, "The moment your sword tip pierces my heart, I will use my last strength to bite you to death. In this way, you will not escape death."
"Before you bite me to death, I will pierce your heart." The young man said. "In this case, you will not escape death."
The dragon and the boy faced each other in silence for a quarter of an hour.
"Just compete with me in your patience." Long added, "I can go decades without sleeping, hundreds of years without eating, and stand thousands of years without moving."
"I don't need to compete with you for patience. When I am so tired that I can no longer hold on, I will pierce your heart with a sword and die with you." The young man said.
"Smelly boy...!"
Then, they faced off again in silence.
Finally, the dragon couldn't help it anymore: "Okay, you are cruel. You are just trying to protect yourself, and I actually have no big difference between eating one more meal and one less meal. I will let you go today."
Just take a horse."
"Oh, let me go?" the boy said.
"Yes, I'll let you go. Thank me. It's not worth it to use the power I've spent tens of thousands of years cultivating for a nobody like you." Long said.
The young man's sword tip came closer, "You want to say that your life is more valuable than mine, right?"
"Yes, my life is more valuable than yours." Long said, "No matter how you say it, I am a much higher creature than you humans."
"Really?" The boy's eyes suddenly turned blood red. "Then, it must be embarrassing to be defeated by a creature that is far inferior to you?"
"What a shameless brat. You really think you can------"
The young man bit his finger instantly, drew a magic circle on his chest with blood, and muttered the words: "elisdakelimus..."
"What? This is the ultimate------"
"Do you recognize this technique?"
"No! Impossible...! How could a mere human brat use the ultimate magic nuclear fusion? Are you trying to bluff me?"
"I have seen it in my father's book collection before. This is the only ultimate magic that can be used without any preparation. It's no big deal, just sacrifice my soul. If you use it, you will definitely die. But you can't do it either.
Escape from here alive. Everything will be destroyed."
"No matter what you are when you are alive, you will die the same when you die. There is no particularly glorious death, and there is no particularly mean death. Do you think you are so advanced, stupid dragon?"
The young man's hand never stopped, he was almost completing the technique.
"Stop, stop!" Long shouted hurriedly, "Are you really a madman? Aren't you afraid of death?!"
"I don't know other emotions except anger. Of course I don't know fear either." The young man said, "You are unlucky to run into me today."
The boy completed the magic circle.
Boom!! A huge explosion exploded in the cave, and the boy and the dragon were turned into ashes.
The boy named Arthur is dead.
No, something is wrong.
Arthur opened his eyes and found himself in a makeshift tent, with the Khajiit boy dozing next to him.