Bedivere had an idea, suddenly realized, and finally understood the ins and outs of the matter.
That's right, Bedivere was indeed not dead, and it was even less likely that he was killed in his sleep by someone using a demonic knife.
In fact, Bediwell is currently sleeping in his hotel room, feeling very safe.
The reason why he appears in this wonderful [painted world] is because of the gold ring he put on before going to bed.
Bediwell initially thought that the effect of the headband was just to help people fall asleep more easily and to enhance the effect of rest during sleep. But in fact, the headband was used to remotely control an artificial Holy Spirit and use the Holy Spirit for long-distance reconnaissance.
equipment.
The artificial Holy Spirit who was originally released by this ring wandered around in Attenborough, the base of the Knights of the West, last night, causing quite a commotion. And the man who controlled the Holy Spirit wandering around at that time was none other than Bediwell.
The celebrity artificial Holy Spirit did not return to the ring in the end, but was "killed" by the evil star using some strange weapon.
That's right, the artificial Holy Spirit was sucked away by the weapon in the evil star's hand and sealed within the weapon.
And the weapon in the evil star's hand is what the swordsman Muramasa said, the crimson demon sword Muramasa.
After a whole day, the "killed" artificial Holy Spirit seemed to have resumed its detection function. Bedivere happened to put the ring on when he was sleeping, thinking that it would help him sleep.
As a result, the werewolf young man's consciousness was accidentally transported to this place - this [pictured world] in the demon sword.
Bedivere is now remotely controlling the spirit body of the artificial Holy Spirit, moving in this world in the painting.
"Oh------" After figuring out the ins and outs of the matter, Bedivere was finally not so panicked. He knew that he was not actually dead, and what he saw now was just the Holy Spirit trapped in the demon knife passing through his spirit.
It's just an image transmitted through the connection.
Despite this, the scene before Bediwell's eyes was still astonishing. It was truly a wonderful journey that was even more surreal than a dream.
"So------" Bedivere looked at Muramasa and asked: "Is there really no way to get out of this place? Although I can stay out of the matter, the spirit I am currently controlling belongs to Great Britain.
It’s one of the state-owned properties. It doesn’t seem good if we don’t get it out of this painted world------"
"I don't know what you are talking about," the knife maker shrugged at the werewolf youth: "But once you enter this world in the painting, it is absolutely impossible to leave alive. Not to mention that you no longer have the body to go back and stay.
Even if you have it, it is absolutely impossible to flow from [Crimson]'s eyes to the edge of the world in the painting."
"[Crimson]?"
"That is the most terrifying and powerful monster I have ever created. It is the property that I spent my whole life forging. This is like its stomach. Once the souls of you innocent people are swallowed by [Crimson], they will be in this place."
The world in the painting is slowly being digested and becomes the nourishment of [Crimson]."
Roar ah ah ah ah ah ah ------------
In the distant sky, there seemed to be some kind of giant beast roaring, but it also sounded like a shocking snowstorm.
"Look, [Crimson] is roaring. It may be hungry, and it will soon follow the taste of your soul and eat it up."
Bedivere wondered. He didn't know if there was a soul in this world. But it all sounded like the crimson monster was trying to swallow up all the photons of the Holy Spirit.
Therefore, the demon sword in the evil star's hand can not only absorb the photons from the object it kills, but also convert the photons absorbed into the demon sword into the demon sword itself. The ability of this demon sword is really creepy.
Just when Bediwell was in a daze, something had appeared from the "sea of clouds" composed of thick lines.
The whole body is as long as a poisonous snake, but the size is terrifyingly huge. The thing coils and swims among the clouds in the sky, and the scales on its body glow with an ominous crimson light. The monster's head looks a bit like a lizard, but it is covered with beard and hair.
It has a solemn and sulky face. Moreover, this "flying snake" also has limbs. Those small and funny limbs are connected to its long snake body, swaying as this weird creature swims among the clouds.
Waving, especially weird.
"What the hell is that?!" Bedivere couldn't help complaining.
"A dragon." Blademaker Muramasa replied, "Or is it something similar to a dragon?"
"I have seen dragons!" Bedivere said angrily: "And I have seen many! But I have never seen such a weird looking dragon!"
"Oh, that's because you haven't been to Penglai in the East and haven't seen the dragons in the East, stupid Europeans."
"What did you just say?" Bedivere realized that he seemed to have omitted a very important detail, and hurriedly asked: "East? You mean, Asia? The Eastern Dark Continent? The other side of the wall of the world?!"
"Oh, about that------" Muramasa then took a step back and made a thoughtful expression: "Yes, maybe a long time has passed in the outside world. How many years is it now?"
"A.D. 526," Bedivere replied.
"Is the war between the East and the West also over? What is the wall of the world?"
He didn't know anything.
"Have you been locked up in this painted world before the end of the war?" Bedivere then asked: "Have you been hiding in this place for thousands of years?!"
"Yes, I said it." Muramasa replied calmly: "This crimson Muramasa is the highest masterpiece in my life, and it is the property among properties. The King of Penglai ordered me to forge this sword.
I already planned to kill me and silence me. I knew that once this knife was forged, I would definitely not be able to escape death. So I killed myself with Crimson first and let my soul remain in this world in the painting.
."
"Unbelievable------" The amount of information was so large that Bediwell couldn't keep up with the other party's rhythm.
"By the way, I forgot to say that." The swordsmith said again: "Crimson needs my help to shape the remnants of the soul, so it keeps me alive. But you may not be so lucky. Run away, if you
If you think you can escape, I wish you good luck."
"What?!"
Roar ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ----------While Bediwell was still in a daze, the huge Eastern Crimson Demonic Dragon had arrived behind the werewolf youth, accompanied by a low voice.
He roared and let out a breath of hot air.
Its size is so huge that it can actually swallow and chew up Bediwell (the Holy Spirit it controls) in one bite. But it didn't take the initiative to attack, which is strange!
Bediwell wants to know that the spirit body he is controlling is actually a kind of eternal Holy Spirit, and the Holy Spirit is actually immortal. Even if it is torn apart by the opponent, the Holy Spirit will probably be reorganized and resurrected, right?
So...why run away?
Wow! However, the Eastern Demonic Dragon bit him unexpectedly. Bedivere hurriedly dodged, but one of his arms was still bitten away by the monster!
"Ahhhhhhh! -------" The feeling passed over was heartbreaking. Yes, Bedivere's body is indeed not life-threatening. He is only remotely controlling a Holy Spirit. However,
The damage to the Holy Spirit will be transformed into severe pain, which will be transmitted to Bediville intact! This kind of pain cannot be ignored!
Bedivere started to run away, at least he could no longer stand there and be a target. As he ran, he saw that the bitten off arm of the spirit body was recovering. The Holy Spirit is indeed invincible, but if this Holy Spirit is here
What if this place was torn to pieces by the Eastern Crimson Demonic Dragon, then restored, and then torn apart again, and then restored again? ------That would be an endless cycle of severe pain!
So, what can we do if we don’t run away!? At least until Bedivere wakes up from his dream and cuts off the spiritual connection between the ring and the Holy Spirit, he shouldn’t be attacked--if he doesn’t want to suffer physical pain!
By the way, in that case, let’s try to escape from this world in the painting! Since the swordsman said there is a way out, there must be a way!
Roar, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah! However, the monster behind Bedivere is still chasing after him, and it is extremely fast and can easily catch up with Bedivere! It aims at Bedivere's back
, another bite!
Ouch! Bedivere crouched while running, dodging this fatal blow!
"Don't underestimate people!!" He kept gliding forward and continued to move forward. As he ran, he turned into a giant wolf and ran wildly on all four legs!
The spirit body he controls seems to have no definite form in the first place, and completely deforms according to Bedivere's thoughts! In this way, Bedivere can not only lower his center of gravity, but also run faster; when he runs, his back is turned to
Since the enemy's cross-sectional area is also much smaller, the chance of being attacked by the pursuers behind you is relatively much smaller!
Roar, ah, ah, ah, ah! However, for the Crimson Eastern Demonic Dragon, Bediville is a delicious food that must not be missed! So it also chased after Bediville (all of them).
The controlled spirit) was cut into pieces!
It rushed up and bit, clawed and swiped wildly with its tail, shaking the entire world in the painting outlined with thick lines! Bedivere had no choice but to dodge these attacks nimbly while running wildly. He kept
He was hit by the opponent, but he is now controlling a spirit that will not die, so a small injury or pain is nothing! As long as he is not caught by the enemy, that's all!
"It's unbelievable." The swordsmith observed the battle from a distance: "There are actually people who can escape from Crimson's pursuit for so long!"
However, Bediwell's escape has also reached its end: twenty yards in front of the spiritual wolf, there is a cliff! And under this cliff is an abyss of eternal destruction, outlined by thick black lines.
, the land of fog and death!
Roar, ah, ah, ah------the crimson oriental demon dragon that forced Bedivere into a desperate situation showed a sinister smile.
"You want to force me to death? Are you stupid?" But the big wolf jumped off the cliff without thinking.