Chapter 935: Seeking the Eternity in the Center of the Earth (8)
Chapter 935: Looking for the Netherworld in the Center of the Earth (8)
Palamedes ignored the confused tiger and explained to himself:
"Seven years ago, Arthur's sister, the Queen of Darkness, Morgan Le Fay Cornwell, used us to escape through the cracks in the temporarily opened world wall and escaped to the other end of the world wall, into the Eastern Dark Continent.
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She recharges her energy and is ready to go. She will soon find a way to completely break the blockade of the world wall and attack from the Eastern Dark Continent with an army of billions of dark creatures.
By that time, the war will definitely be very tragic. Even if you include the coalition of mermaids and orcs, the population of Europe will never exceed one billion. And according to historical records, the Eastern Dark Continent alone has a population of 1.4 billion in the [Han Empire]
Population. If these people are infected by the dark particles and turn into man-eating monsters, our prospects will be desperate.
When everyone gets angry, not to mention the Knights of Great Britain, even the Hungarians, Icelanders, and the armies of European countries may not be able to hold on. If things really deteriorate to that point, it will be
It's time for the militiamen to take action."
(Wait a minute. Something is wrong.)
Hearing this, Bedivere has already interrupted the other party's words hastily and defended his most loyal knight king: "That is absolutely impossible to happen. I know Arthur's character very well. As long as he lives one day, he will definitely
We will not let unarmed civilians go to the battlefield and let their lives go to waste!"
"Hey, did you just say [unarmed]?" Palamedes smiled funnyly: "Let's use an analogy. What if all the weapons we received were distributed and the civilians each received a share?"
The werewolf still refused to give up: "Civilians are not combatants, they---"
"By that time, they have been well trained in the simulation system." Paramedis once again resisted Bedivere's rebuttal: "In order to survive the invasion of the dark army,
The civilians themselves also have a reason to risk their lives and fight.
Don't underestimate creatures like [human beings], they are far more powerful than you think.
In order to survive and to protect the people they love most, people will explode with unprecedented strength. You will understand this truth one day, Bediwell."
The werewolf was speechless for a while, but he still whispered softly without giving up: "Arthur will not do that... Even if he sacrifices his life, he will protect his subjects------
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"You are wrong again, Little Beidi. [Guarding] is mutual. No one can always sacrifice his life to protect others, but never be protected by others.
If a person wants to hold up the whole world alone, he will eventually be crushed by the weight of the world.
Only with the support of this world can the king stand at the top of the world, on the throne that suits his status, and lead us to survive this cruel war.
Most of us will die, but some of us will always survive and continue to support his kingdom. And the king is always invincible as long as he continues to have his subjects, as long as he is not alone.
That boy Arthur never understood this truth before, so he suffered so much. Now he has learned well and become smarter. And I very much agree with his approach, because this is the [right way]."
At this point, Albert looked at the leopard warrior and werewolf with incredible eyes: "What are you talking about? Although I don't understand it at all, I feel so powerful."
"Huhu." The big cat laughed implicitly, stopped the topic here, and turned to talk about other things: "Although I'm not 100% sure, the place we are going to for the next exam is probably Jili Maza.
Luo Volcano Underground Palace."
Bediwell also heard a little bit about this: "Is this where Kai took out the [Flame Demonic Sword]?"
Seven years ago, in order to help his brother Arthur, Kai specially came to the underground palace of Gilimanjaro volcano and asked for the sword from the fire giant Frey.
The [Flame Demonic Sword] he sought unexpectedly fell into the hands of Arthur's evil half-brother Gunther, which eventually evolved into a duel between the [King's Sword] and the [Extermination Demonic Sword], and ended with
Arthur wields the clone Gunther.
That happened a long time ago.
"Yes. But it's so strange." The big cat closed his eyes and recalled the Mount Gilimanjaro they had seen so far: "This place used to be an active volcano. It was hot all year round and flowed with hot molten rock. In order to find Kai, I
I've been here once and the atmosphere then was completely different from now."
"It's covered with snow, of course it's different." Albert complained coldly: "Then what?"
"Ahem... Kai should have taken away the [Flame Demonic Sword]." Paramedis ignored Tiger's complaints and continued: "It's because of the loss of the power of the Demonic Sword."
Is it? Or is it for other reasons? I really can't understand why the active volcano that was constantly burning and erupting turned into a snow mountain. Moreover, there seems to be some kind of trachea atmosphere here...
All in all, after we get those weapon plug-ins, remember to prepare more. The enemies we have to face may be some kind of extremely cold enemies that suppress the heat of the volcano; they may also live deep in the volcano and rely on flames.
A monster born from lava. I doubt that those weapon plug-ins will be of much use, but at least you should have one of both ice and fire attack methods."
"Of course." The werewolf nodded, but his thoughts were already drifting away.
King Arthur actually wants to push civilians to the front line. This kind of unkind approach was something that the werewolf Bedivere could not even imagine before. At least, the King Arthur in Bedivere's memory would never do such a thing.
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Has Arthur changed, or has this era changed? Maybe this is the right thing to do, and Bedivere is just too old-fashioned to understand the correctness of this matter?
A strange feeling hit Bedivere's heart. The king he wanted to follow may have been completely different from the king seven years ago. No matter how reasonable the reason was, King Arthur still felt much colder and crueler.
many.
------If this is the case, is King Arthur still worth following?
But he hasn't yet understood that cruelty is not always cruelty, sometimes cruelty is true kindness.
When the young werewolf understood this, it was already several months later.
"Ding dong." A sound of prompts broke Bedivere's thoughts.
The voice of Knight Cador of the Round Table came from the speaker in the bathroom: "Sir Palamedes, your weapons are ready. Please take a shower and change your clothes before you accept them."
"Tsk, I want to take a bath for a while longer." Albert was enjoying his bath and didn't want to get out of the bath.
Bediwell rolled his eyes at the tiger youth with a hint of joking: "You don't have to come. We will leave the battleship after collecting the goods. You can stay here and take a bath all day, and don't even take the exam."
"Well...I'll just follow you." Albert replied gloomily and kept rubbing his body with his hands, trying to wash away the smallest trace of dirt deep in his hair.
Seeing that the tiger was still lingering, the werewolf said quickly: "I forgot to tell you that the bathhouses of the Knights are actually very dirty. You have to think about how many knights used to take baths in such places, and they only took baths every week."
One bath, haha------＂
"Hey! Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Albert was frightened by this and quickly jumped out of the bath, rushed over, grabbed soap and rubbed it on his body, hoping to take another shower.
"Pfft... You are very energetic little guys." Paramedis watched the two young men playing around and then slowly climbed out of the bath.
Tiger hurriedly rubbed soap all over his body to create lather, and then hurriedly reached out to turn the switch on the shower head. Hot water sprayed down from the shower head, but the water it started with was ice cold.
"It's so cold! --- Sneeze!!" Albert was hit by the ice and sneezed. As soon as Tiger's hand clenched, the soap in his hand flew out and hit the bathroom wall tiles first.
Up, another refraction, knocking on Bedivere's forehead.
"Ouch! You bastard------" The werewolf covered his head and was about to complain, but was suddenly interrupted by the dead silence around him.
Albert and Palamedes did not speak, staring at the soap on the ground. The soap landed less than three feet away from Bedivere's heels.
"Why did you all calm down?" The werewolf expressed confusion and was about to lean over to pick up the soap.
"No!" Albert exclaimed and stopped Bedivere: "Don't pick it up! It is said that people who pick up soap will encounter great misfortune! In serious cases, they will lose their lives!"
The werewolf rolled his eyes at the tiger again. At that time, the tiger was covered in soap bubbles and his body was washed by the hot water from the head. He looked very miserable and ridiculous. Bedivere sneered disapprovingly: "You are too superstitious."
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"Anyway, don't bend down to pick it up...well, you can't squat down to pick it up either." Paramedis also covered his face and said: "Can't we just leave that kind of thing to the aftermath staff to deal with it? Let's hurry up.
Leave this ominous place."
The werewolf glared at the leopard warrior angrily: "The ideas of you cats are really strange. But, as long as you don't bend down or squat down to pick it up, that's enough, right? --- That's not simple.
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Bedivere walked up and stepped on the soap. Because of his hard step and the slippery ground, the soap flew directly away.
Snap! It hit the wall and reflected back.
Bedivere had stretched out his hands and pinched it, holding the soap firmly in his hands.
"This is the perfect solution for picking up soap." Bedivere said with a little pride.
Palamedes hid his face and shook his head: "How perfect."
There was a large piece of white stuff on the ground, which was part of the soap residue left on the ground by friction. Only two-thirds of the soap in Bedivere's hand was left.
"What a waste." Albert also rinsed the foam off his body and interrupted as soon as he turned off the shower head.
A blue vein protruded from Bedivere's forehead: "Hey! Do you want to leave or not? If you continue to linger, it will get dark!"