Chapter 502 Fierce battle at the Eighteenth Heavenly Pole
Chapter 502 Fierce battle in Tianji (18)
Just because the core of the Holy Spirit is exposed, it doesn't mean that Arthur wins. On the contrary, the White Tower of the Holy Spirit is forced into a desperate situation, and its attack will be even more brutal!
Strong light gathered, and it seemed like there was something dangerous going on!
Arthur has just activated the gryphon shield and can no longer use it for the time being!
In order to protect himself, all he can do is to open the light blade of the Holy King's Sword to the maximum and thrust out with all his strength!
Whoosh!!! A powerful beam of light bursts out from the core!
Crash!!! The thirty-foot-long huge light blade of the Holy King's Sword collided with the beam, causing a dazzling flash!
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" Arthur roared, swinging the sword violently.
However, the beam still had the upper hand, and Arthur was soon completely swallowed up by the light!
After the light passed, no ashes were left. Arthur was completely burned by the light!
Bang! The core of the White Tower of the Holy Spirit began to crack.
Arthur was hiding on the other side of the core, using the Sword of the Holy King to give his opponent a solid blow!
Bang, bang, bang! The core of the Holy Spirit cracked even more, and the milky white light on it wavered, seemingly confusing.
"Idiot. What you just shot with the beam was just my phantom." Arthur said without emotion.
Just when the core of the Holy Spirit wanted to emit a beam, Arthur also swung a huge light blade. But he did not intend to confront his opponent head-on. Instead, he used the light blade's huge light cover to go around behind the core, and at the same time
He also released his own phantom.
The phantom stayed in place and was hit by the Holy Spirit Core's beam cannon. But it was just a phantom. When it was swallowed by the beam, its ability was released and the image disappeared.
Arthur had already reached behind the core and pierced it with his sword.
Although [Phantom] is only a fleeting ability, its activation time is even shorter than that of Griffin Shield; but if used well, it can reverse the disadvantage in an instant and turn decay into magic!
Arthur had suffered so much in the battle with the White Knight of the Holy Spirit, and he had already figured out how to use this phantom.
"Sure enough, the White Knight is still the strongest among you Holy Spirits. No matter how powerful you are, you can't compare to its wisdom." Arthur sighed.
The White Tower of the Holy Spirit finally gave up. It turned into a ball of white light, surrounded Arthur, and was finally completely absorbed by Arthur's body.
The gravity-free space was lifted. Arthur thought he would fall down like this and was a little nervous. But a white brick caught him and led the knight to continue rising.
He sat on the ground tiredly and looked up. He could already see his destination in the distance: a white room above an altitude of 600,000 feet.
At the same time, Rome.
"What? Deanna is awake?" Albert jumped up from the bed, "Let me go see her."
"Why do you think we will release you from prison?" Gaia Knight Kador's tone was vaguely hostile.
"Ouch------" the little tiger let out a low wailing sound, and there was no place to vent its full grievances.
Kador didn't take the Khajiit boy's protest seriously: "Just be patient a little longer. When she recovers to the point where she can get out of bed, you will let her come to see you."
"By the way, what is that dark spot on your neck? A birthmark?"
Albert couldn't help but reached out and touched the hair on his neck, "If you humans call the naturally formed spots on the skin birthmarks, of course we can also call the natural spots on the fur birthmarks. We don't even understand this.
Meow? Never went to elementary school?"
The Knight of Gaia retorted dissatisfiedly: "I got a doctorate in law from the University of London. You have never been to primary school, and none of you orcs have been to primary school. Seeing that your words are rude, rude, childish and ridiculous, even [?],
[What] is pronounced as [meow]!"
"Ugh!" Albert's face turned red after being refuted.
The Hungarian people do not have the concept of school, but the clan attaches great importance to education, especially learning about human culture. They force children to study hard from an early age - in order to better understand human society: the so-called knowing yourself and the enemy, fighting a hundred battles
Yum.
Albert thought he spoke English very fluently. But after all, he was still a young man, and he lacked opportunities to practice speaking English in the Fierce Tooth Clan. Even after speaking English for so long now, he still occasionally leaked a little accent.
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He has been [meowing] for so long, but he has never realized it. He thought his English was very authentic--until he was teased by Kador.
"Really that meow...is that bad?"
"What do you think? A big cat is a big cat. Cat nature is hard to change." Kador looked coldly at the tiger boy in the prison.
"Aww------" The little tiger's fur stood up and he continued to howl in a low voice, which made him look more like a cat.
At this moment, a knight walked in, holding a beautiful Persian cat in his hand. The Persian cat had golden hair all over its body and had big and round blue eyes.
"I brought Wallace... Cador, this was your idea. If Grand Duke Hall blames it, I don't know anything!" The knight stuffed the Persian cat into
In Cador's hands, the cat was unusually calm.
"I know, I owe you a favor, Draven." Cador chatted with the knight named Draven for a few words and sent him away.
"Come and see your kind, Wallace." Cador held the Persian cat in his arms and approached the iron bars of the cell.
"Meow?" The golden Persian cat looked at Albert with its special big eyes.
"Why did you bring a cat to see me..." Albert couldn't figure out the other party's intentions, so he had to keep a distance and continue to observe.
Cador glanced at the marks on Wallace's neck and then at the marks on Albert's neck. He was comparing the birthmarks on the two.
The same. These two star-shaped birthmarks are exactly the same from the angle of the stars and the proportions of each corner.
There cannot be such a coincidence in this world. There must be a mystery in it.
"Boy, do you still remember what happened when you were born?" Kador asked suddenly.
"Idiot, how can you remember this kind of thing?" Albert said disapprovingly.
The memory of human beings before they are sensible (about six years old) is very vague. Even when they grow up and think about the past, they can only have a vague impression.
It is generally believed that this is due to the fact that the brain is not fully developed, the human memory is not fully operational, and the "memory groove" cannot be carved into the cerebral hemisphere deep enough.
Moreover, the older a person grows, the shallower the earliest [memory groove] becomes, and that part of the memory is [lost], or it is [distorted].
However, for Albert, there is a certain "memory that does not belong to him" that always haunts him.
He has been having a dream, a dream in which a man digs out a certain boy who was burnt to charcoal in the sea of fire.
When he was younger, this dream kept appearing, almost driving him crazy. In the dream, his body was completely burned and gradually collapsed in the man's arms. The burning pain was so real, and his body
The feeling of collapse was so terrifying. At the moment when he completely collapsed, the man's scream was so hoarse.
All this continued even after waking up, and continued to torture Albert all morning.
He was in great pain, but he could only hide this pain in his heart. He couldn't say it, and he didn't dare to tell anyone - if he said it, he would be regarded as a "madman".
In the Underdark, [madmen] are worse than [trash]. Madmen not only have no contribution to the clan, but also become potential dangers. Therefore, they are always the first to be dealt with, and their end is very tragic-----
-Even the patriarch's son is no exception.
Well, right?
Albert remembered that he was so depressed that he almost went crazy. However, it seemed that someone...
Who saved him?
Can't remember. Just can't remember. The more Al thinks about it, the more his head hurts.
"Ooohhhhh!" The tiger boy covered his forehead and fell to his knees, his face almost touching the ground. He was sweating profusely and his breathing became faster and faster.
"Hey, boy, what's wrong with you!?" Cador looked at Albert's strange behavior and was at a loss.
"Meow." Persian cat Wallace suddenly jumped into the cell and came to Albert.
He stretched out his cat's paw and pressed gently on Al's head.