Arthur and Greenville were alert at the same time and drew their weapons on guard. But after the door opened, no one came out, only a glimmer of light came out.
"Is this a trap?" Arthur said with a frown, not knowing at all how ridiculous his face was covered with black spots and then he frowned.
"A trap or a trap," Greenville tried her best to hold back her laughter and looked away from Arthur's face, "it's better than sleeping on the street. It's just as bad for us to sleep in an alley like this, isn't it?
?"
Indeed, if you stay in a house for the night, you will at least have a stronghold to defend when you are attacked. You only need to guard the entrance; if you are ambushed in such an alley extending in all directions, you will not even know which direction to defend, and your death will be even worse.
.
Although he was full of suspicion, Arthur still pushed the door open and went in, taking a look at the movement in the stone room.
Sure enough, there was no one at all.
The empty room was filled with light, and there was some kind of glowing spell pattern on the ceiling that illuminated the entire room.
The stone table, stone chairs, stone bed, and even the stove nearby are all made of stone. The structure of these white stones is unknown, and they seem to be a type of jade, hard and heavy.
Such a tall and wide room has no second floor. The ceiling is weirdly high, like a room prepared for giants. Arthur has heard that the ancient Keltons were very tall, much taller than the dimensional ones he had seen.
Kyoto people are also taller. This kind of large house was probably designed to cater to the stature of the Kelton warriors at that time.
"It seems safe to come in." Arthur said.
Greenville had already slipped into the house and opened the only window on the side. Those two thick stone windows could only be opened a crack as big as a palm, which was only used for ventilation in the room.
Winter nights get dark very fast. It was just a little darker just now, but now it is completely dark outside the window, and there are even some snowflakes falling in the night sky. If you spend the night in the alley outside, you may be in danger of freezing to death.
Arthur couldn't help but glance at the stove. The fire was not lit by wood, but a magic spell pattern. This seemed to be the same type of spell pattern as the one in the bathhouse in the backyard of King Other's cabin before, and was simply used to generate heat.
of curse marks.
Greenville stepped back from the window, shivered, and quickly sat down by the stove to keep warm: "What on earth is King Other thinking? Is he going to try his best to prevent us from reaching him?"
"If I beat him, this body might absorb him too. It's normal for him to avoid me." Arthur also sat down to warm himself and sighed.
"Despicable guy. He didn't do anything himself, but asked a lot of people to stop us." Greenville gently combed her beautiful long hair. She has been on the road these days, and she has not taken good care of her hair.
Now, while I have a chance to rest, I’ll sort it out quickly.
"He said that there is only one last Holy Spirit left before the Holy Spirits in my body can be fused together and removed from my body." Arthur also took off his armor and wiped it with the corner of his clothes.
His black dragon armor will automatically repair damaged parts, so it actually doesn't require much care except to occasionally remove stains on it.
"But after absorbing so many Holy Spirits and evil spirits, why hasn't the fusion started yet?... Sure enough, wouldn't it be possible if it wasn't a designated Holy Spirit?" Greenwell also started to repair the weapons, "Finally
The Holy Spirit you want to challenge...could it be King Osel?"
Arthur snorted and answered. He had fought once with the Holy Spirit Dragon that King Osel had transformed into. Even now, he still can't think of any way to defeat that huge monster. He really wants to fight Osel.
If the king fights, he will definitely lose, right?
A guy with such great power wants to hide. What is he afraid of?
Or is he deliberately planning something?
"Greenville, you go to sleep." Arthur put aside a lot of questions in his mind, "Although it is still safe here, we can't relax. We take turns to keep vigil. You can rest first."
"Is it okay?" Greenville looked at the scarred Arthur, who had not yet healed from the lightning strike just now, "You look more tired than me, or-----"
"You go to bed first." Arthur said forcefully.
He was not sleepy. On the contrary, although his whole body was sore, his brain was as energetic as if he had been on stimulants. Even if he was forced to lie on the bed and close his eyes in this state, he would probably have to toss and turn for a long time before he could fall asleep.
------Sharks never sleep. The left and right hemispheres of their brains sleep alternately, and one side of the brain is always awake.
A wonderful idea came to Arthur's mind.
Arthur shook his head, wondering where this strange idea (knowledge) came from. He had never studied marine life, so why did he suddenly know that [sharks never sleep]?
He explained to himself that this was probably a hallucination caused by being too tired. He glanced at Greenville, who was sleeping soundly on the stone bed. The girl's sleeping face was unexpectedly peaceful, not at all like the sarcastic person she originally was.
little devil.
I always feel that... she is a little different from usual. That beautiful hair reflects a beautiful halo under the light of the stove, and her face is more rosy, translucent, supple and smooth than before...
Arthur noticed that his heartbeat was a little abnormal, so he quickly moved his eyes away from Greenville's face, looked at the door and window of the stone chamber, and began to keep vigil seriously.
7pm, Athens.
"Okay, we can set off at any time." Vivian set up the navigation device and called everyone into the control room.
She looked at Bedivere, "Are you really going? Don't you have other tasks to complete? This decisive battle with Morgoth is very dangerous, and we may not come back here again."
"Al and Deanna are in Rome, and I can't help if I stay in Athens. Stopping Morgoth's plan is the top priority now. If you lose, the world will also suffer, right?"
"In that case------" Vivian summoned a golem. The golem opened the box he was holding, which contained a set of armor: "This is the black dragon armor you left behind when you left Pantorakon."
.Wearing this will at least allow you to live longer."
Bedi picked up his black dragon armor. Vivian seemed to have made a lot of modifications to his armor, using a tighter frame to connect the black dragon's scales, making the armor look more compact and easy to move without sacrificing weight.
Protective ability.
"Well, thank you." Bediwell put on the armor and moved his body. The scent of others remained on the armor. Bediwell remembered that he gave this armor to Tristan for protection before setting off to the Dark Territory, "Tristan
How are you doing recently?"
"He's very good. He knew we were coming to the Underdark and asked us to bring this armor." Palamedes was also busy arranging the equipment. He himself was wearing a set of light armor to maximize the convenience of movement.
Design to reduce armor pieces.
Even Ryder was wearing a thin armor robe, with several pieces of armor on the robe providing meager protection.
Among these people, the only one who did not wear any protection was Kaos. The Black Panther seemed to be very confident in his speed, thinking that he could easily avoid the enemy's attack without protection.
...In other words, he is risking his life.
"I have something to ask you." Kaos said at this time, "If I die in the battle, can you help send this kid away? He can be sent anywhere outside the Dark Territory. As long as someone is willing to take him in.
if."
Vivian set her sights on the black panther baby in Kaos's arms: "I will find a way for you."
(What’s going on with this atmosphere of giving out a will?!)
"Leave the spaceship to me during the battle. Even if I get off the ship, I can't be of much help, so I can just stay on the spaceship to take care of the baby. In this case, at least someone will survive." Acto on the side
Jazz said.
"Old man, be careful. This boat is brand new. If there are any scratches, I won't let you go easily." Vivian said coldly.
"Then, let's go." She sat on the control seat and controlled the ascent of the spacecraft.