After thinking about all this, the young werewolf suddenly felt that this hellish scene was actually not that scary.
No. Rather than saying that this is terrible, it is better to say that this scene is full of misery, sorrow, and endless regret.
Those evil spirits were not created voluntarily, nor were they voluntarily locked up here forever. If they had their own consciousness and their own words, they would definitely continue to curse ancient people, humans, and other people in these endless years.
All living things in the world, right?
When I think about it this way, I always feel that the bones of these children, these skeletons with evil spirits attached to them, are a little bit pitiful.
What's pitiable is that Bedivere is now hoping that these evil spirits will be imprisoned here forever. If these monsters escape from prison, their numbers alone will be enough to drown Bedivere and others! Moreover, these guys are still evil.
Spirits and evil spirits cannot be killed!
Bedivere and the others should take advantage of this opportunity and run away! No matter what the devil is in the sky, no matter what the Pygmies are! Saving their lives is the most important thing!
But will things go so smoothly? ------Thanks to a certain pig-like teammate, no!
"Meow hahahaha, you're such an idiot!" But the drunk Palamedes began to giggle, and his next stupid words would reverse this good situation in an instant!
Palamedes shook his head and giggled, and dared to regard the sound of the skeletons knocking on the iron bars as some kind of symphony: "They are still knocking on the iron bars, *burp*, how stupid do you think these guys are?
Meow? *burp*, they have all turned into bones. If you break yourself apart, the iron bars are nothing, you can pass them easily!"
"You are the idiot!!" Bedivere couldn't help but roared angrily this time: "Why did you tell them this?!"
It’s too late! They understand!
The little skeletons filling the cell began to tear themselves apart, break off their finger bones, crack their skulls, and throw the ribs one by one through the gaps in the iron bars of the cell.
They are skeletons piled up by the power of evil spirits. They have no concept of [body] originally. It is just the memory of their past as [people] and they think that they are a fixed and indivisible form.
In fact, it doesn’t matter how much you break it apart! Just reassemble it after escaping from the cell!
They're coming out! Things are going to get out of hand!
The furious Bedivere pulled the big cat's tail hard several times: "You are such an idiot, Paramedes!"
The Leopard Man was used to having his tail pulled, and now he was no longer afraid of the pain. He shook his head and smiled: "Meow hahahaha, it doesn't matter! *burp*, the little skeleton is very easy to deal with, and the big one can't get out anyway.
Come!"
"Are you talking about---?!" Professor Paul tugged at the clothes of the leopard man and werewolf.
The huge bone dragon imprisoned in the cage began to break itself into pieces. It hit the cage with all its strength, breaking its body into finer bone fragments.
And many of its fragments have already flown out of the cage and are reorganizing themselves into larger fragments!
"Look at your crow's mouth!" Bedivere became even more angry and pulled Paramedes' tail hard.
Bang! Unexpectedly, the big cat’s tail was broken off! It was torn off by a werewolf!
"Ouch, that still hurts a lot." Paramedes rubbed his buttocks.
"Uh...sorry---"
"Haha, it doesn't matter, *burp*, it will grow out soon." A new cat tail appeared from behind Paramedes' butt, and he was wagging his new tail proudly.
The werewolf was a little dumbfounded in surprise. Professor Paul whispered: "Skull mushrooms are an aphrodisiac... When used on orcs, the severed tail will regenerate. Okay, I will remember it."
(This is totally untrue!)
"Anyway, let's run away first!" Bedivere calmed down, grabbed Palamedes with one hand, and said to Professor Paul: "I'm going to run away, can you run by yourself?"
"I'll try to run away," the old scholar replied.
If you were besieged by an army of skeletons in such a narrow dungeon, everything would be over! Even though there were two huge burdens dragging Bediwell back, the werewolf still turned into a big silver wolf and carried the drunken leopard on his back.
Human warriors, run towards the exit and try your best to escape!
At the same time, somewhere in the East African Plateau.
"Alas!" By the weak light of a torch on the side, Albert took off his clothes and immersed half of his body in the river, trying hard to wash away the stinky smell from his body.
"I'm sorry, my friend." Solar was also taking a bath not far away, because the tiger had just vomited all over him: "I thought you could survive it, but I didn't expect you to vomit so easily."
"Hey, I just had enough to eat! I saw that disgusting monster again! And then you blocked my nostrils, and I couldn't exhale a mouthful of stuffy stuff." The tiger was unforgiving.
He kept scolding: "Come to think of it, there are so many cats present who may make noises, why do you only cover my mouth?! Do you think I'm the only one who will scream in surprise?"
When asked this question, Solar did not answer, as if he did not want to say something too rude, and was debating whether to lie in front of the tiger.
"Answer me quickly!?"
"Can we not talk about this issue?" Solar still euphemistically avoided the tiger's question.
"Ouch!" Albert was so angry that he buried his face in the water and washed his face again.
The water of the Nile River at night was chilly. Tiger hoped that the chill would make him less angry, so he soaked in the river water and said, "You guy, why are you chasing after Bedivere?"
It’s really unreasonable!”
Solar was silent for a while. He also sat down in the river like a tiger, soaking his whole body in the cold river water, with only one head exposed: "Because Mr. Bedivere is very strong. I look forward to fighting him."
This sentence angered Tiger even more: "So, you think Bediwell is very strong, and the rest of us are just a group of weaklings, not qualified to fight with you. You don't even take us seriously, right?"
"Once again, to clarify, I didn't mean that." Solar hurriedly explained: "It's just that your strength is completely different from his strength. What he possesses may be the kind of strength that I have always pursued and recognized. Therefore.
I'm eager to compete with him in order to confirm whether he has the qualities I want to see."
"Why do I think you are just trying to fool me with riddles?" Albert frowned and glared at the magic swordsman: "Human beings are really cunning. When they encounter questions they don't want to answer, they just pretend to be in words that no one can understand."
profound."
Solar was stunned again: "This..."
Then he sighed and tried to tell the truth that shouldn't be said: "I just think that he and I have the same fate. Yes, it must be like this. We are both people swallowed by fate, [originally not]
An alien who should exist in this world. If you spend time with Mr. Bedivere day and night, you must have realized that he does not actually belong to this world."
"You guy--" Albert looked at Solar in disbelief.
Solar may be right. Albert had noticed something unusual about Bedivere a long time ago.
The werewolf Bedivere seems to be a person who does not exist in this world. Even though he knows the world, the world does not know him.
The same is true for Albert. More than a month ago, the tiger-man Albert met the werewolf Bedivere for the first time in his life, but the tiger felt as if he had seen the werewolf a long time ago.
[Familiar Stranger]------This is the perfect way to describe the werewolf Bedivere.
Although in the days that followed, Albert kept telling himself that it was just an illusion.
But more and more facts are proving that Tiger may have known Bedivere before - just seven years ago.
And now, when Solar once again threw out this crazy concept, some weird thoughts began to take shape in Albert's head: Could it be that he had known Bedivere seven years ago, but after seven years
Was this memory erased by some kind of magic?
What does not exist in memory has never happened.
The tiger sighed.
Because he has no way to prove it, the hypothesis will always remain a hypothesis.
And his disgust for Solar made Tiger even more eager to deny this statement.
"It's so noisy." The young tiger man said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about! Since you don't want to say it, just don't say it. Why bother beating around the bush and making lies!"
He clearly and vaguely understood that Solar's words should be the truth.
He was just afraid to admit the fact.
Because, if this is true, it means that he has completely forgotten his friend from seven years ago.
Perhaps he unintentionally did something very cruel to Bedivere.
Therefore, he would rather not believe it, not think about it, or listen to it, and deny all these assumptions from the beginning.
People always like to shut themselves in a small closed world to seek peace. No matter how wrong the nature of this world is, it is still a comfortable place for its creator.
Escape is the behavior of the weak. However, everyone has his own preferences, and who can point out this?
Faced with Albert's arrogance and unreasonableness, Solar took the initiative to apologize: "I'm sorry, I'm stupid and can't express the matter clearly. Please forget everything I just said, my friend. Put all this aside."
Just think I'm talking nonsense."
"Humph, it should have been like this!" Albert ignored Solar's apology and turned around and walked ashore: "You can talk nonsense to fool me and treat me as a fool.------But remember it.
!One day, I will defeat you, and I will also defeat that bastard Bedivere. If you don’t take me seriously, you will definitely regret it!”
Solar looked at Albert's retreating back and continued to remain silent.