Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah! Glow! The white translucent blood of the Holy Spirit violently spewed out from the wound. The amount was so large that it drenched Arthur all over and almost drowned the boy.
The boy's whole body was covered in white slimy liquid. He wiped his face unhappily, and at the same time took out the holy sword that was still inserted in the dragon's forehead, flapped his wings and quickly moved away!
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah..." The giant steel dragon muttered in a low voice, pressing one hand tightly on his bleeding forehead.
Even if he was struck through the head by the Holy King's sword, this guy would still not die. The Holy Spirit is such an immortal existence.
Arthur retreated more than a hundred feet and landed on the back of the Holy Spirit White Wolf. His whole body was wet and sticky, and the white wolf shook a few times dissatisfied.
"I underestimated you." The Holy Spirit Steel Dragon muttered in a low voice.
"It's good to know." Arthur replied with a sneer. The blood of the Holy Spirit Dragon on his body was constantly evaporating into white mist, and it soon became dry. "Hurry up and show your true skills. I want you to be convinced of the defeat."
oral!"
"Okay. If you want to die so much." The angry Holy Spirit Steel Dragon began to use his true power.
"Roar------" The giant dragon let out an earth-shattering roar. This dragon roar was completely different from the roars he had used before. It was loud and spread far.
When Arthur felt something was wrong, hundreds of thousands of Holy Spirits had already gathered in the sky around him. They were summoned by this dragon roar.
Arthur had a bad premonition, and that premonition came true immediately.
The Holy Spirit Steel Dragon opened its big mouth and began to suck the surrounding Holy Spirits into its mouth. Those Holy Spirits did not run away or hide, but ran towards the dragon's mouth on their own initiative.
------King Arthur is the manager of the Round Table system, so of course he can order the Holy Spirits. The only thing that cannot be ordered is the white wolf of the Holy Spirit at Arthur's feet.
The white wolf used its claws to firmly grasp the hard rocks on the ground to prevent itself from being sucked away. Arthur also grabbed the hair on the white wolf's back to prevent himself from being affected.
They watched as King Uther absorbed more and more of the Holy Spirit.
The steel dragon is getting bigger and bigger, and the armor on its body is getting thicker and harder. It seems to have received the power of all the Holy Spirits on Avalon and has become invincible!
Arthur finally understood the power of the Holy Iron Dragon, King Other.
The king's ability------[Holy Spirit Fusion]. This ability is not just as simple as fusing the Holy Spirits with yourself, but also maximizing the potential of each Holy Spirit in the fusion. Each time you fuse with a Holy Spirit
, the power of the Holy Spirit Steel Dragon will explode in a geometric progression!
He summoned all the Holy Spirits of Avalon to his side and merged them.
It was as if Arthur was fighting against an entire Avalon Holy Spirit, and each one of them was at full power.
King Arthur's ability was too cheating, so he kept sealing this power until he was forced by Arthur.
"Hehehehehe------" Arthur laughed.
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!" Arthur quickly turned from chuckling to laughing, laughing so indulgently, as if he had heard the funniest joke in his life.
"So, I still have to defeat all the Holy Spirits in Avalon to be considered a winner, ha?!
------Wouldn't it be better if you used this earlier? It was a waste of my time!"
If you want to become the [King] who saves the entire world, you need to be absolutely powerful--so strong that you can annihilate all the Holy Spirits in the Pure Land of Avalon.
This is the final trial given to Arthur by King Arthur, a task that humans would never be able to accomplish.
------Make the impossible possible. Create miracles in despair.
------If you want to save the world, this is the most basic requirement!
"Awwwwwww------" The Holy Spirit Steel Dragon sucked up all the Holy Spirit and began to roar in a low voice.
At this time, he had already become a monster over three thousand feet tall. The one man and one wolf on Arthur's side were nothing more than ants in the eyes of this thousand-foot monster, which could be crushed with one finger.
Arthur was not afraid at all.
No.
On the contrary, he was even happier.
For the first time in his life, he enjoyed the uncontrollable excitement and joy of facing an opponent who was like a [god].
(You finally looked at me for the first time.)
(Even if I am as small as an ant, I am still an existence that you cannot ignore.)
(Let us fight happily!)
The real war has just begun!
At the same time, the Turkic Everglades.
"Is it...?" Argus looked confused.
"You don't seem very happy?" Palamedes was also confused, "Didn't I tell you that your tribe might be saved? What's going on with your cold reaction?"
"I don't know whether I should believe you or not." Argus's expression became even more serious. "Everything you said is too jumpy."
What is that [hidden child]?
Orcs are actually [gene soldiers] developed by the Protoss?
Our duty is not to break through the damn wall of the world, but to protect it?!
Will the orcs infected with the dark child die because of that [self-destruction factor]?
Your wife is the administrator of this ruins, but she doesn’t know anything?!"
Palamedes was left speechless by the rhetorical question.
"I'm sorry, this all sounds so crazy and weird that I can't even understand it, let alone believe it."
Indeed, it is really difficult for a stupid cat with little education to suddenly believe in a lot of plots that are almost science fiction.
"You don't have to believe it." Patriarch Tutan looked on coldly, "We are just telling you the facts we heard and understood, even if they cannot be proven. ------Do you have a better way to save you?
Tribe?"
"Indeed not. People in my clan are dying of the plague every moment, but I can't do anything. Now I don't even have the courage to go back to see them." Argus said with a grin, "And I just
I can listen to you here telling these ridiculous fairy tales. What do you think I should do?"
Seeing that Argus's mental state was already very unstable, Palamedes quickly advised: "You should send a letter back immediately asking everyone to evacuate from Athens."
The contamination of the blood of Chaos still exists, which means that more old, weak and young leopard men will be affected by the [Self-Destruction Factor].
It is meaningless to control the plague by isolation alone. The cause of the disease is not bacteria and viruses, but particles as small as photons. Even protective clothing cannot prevent them."
"If your hypothesis is right." Argus still didn't believe it, and even used a sharp tone to sarcastically say to Palamedes: "Do you know how big Athens is and how many leopard men live there? All these leopard men must be evacuated.
, is the same as asking them all to go to the wilderness to be snacks for the monsters."
"------But you still have to do something." Paramedis interrupted, "Otherwise, even if they get the neutralizer, their [disease] will still not be cured, but will only worsen and improve."