Chapter 714: Exploring Mysteries in Tricky Ships (6)
Chapter 714: Exploring the Secret of the Crafty Ship (6)
The battle between werewolves and dark spirits continues.
The Dark Spirit Giant refused to give up and attacked with another sword!
Bedivere, who had just thrust out a spear, had not had a chance to withdraw his attack, and was about to be flattened by the opponent's giant sword!
Unexpectedly, the werewolf pulled out another weapon from his storage ring at this time: another Hydra fang dagger!
When hunting Hydra, elephants had already made a lot of snake-tooth daggers, and Patriarch Tutan gave many of them to Bediwell and Albert - these were almost mass-produced goods, so they were not rare.
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But Albert was stupid and only took one as a souvenir. He had no idea that this dagger was such a "good thing". Bedivere was very foresight (greedy) and easy to understand (
Yi), secretly hid a large number of them.
Albert said that werewolves hide a lot of good things, but never use them. That's true. But it's not that he looks down on people and doesn't use them, but because---when these things are seen by acquaintances, it will be difficult to explain them.
It's very troublesome, so it's best not to use it as much as possible.
Having said that, just when the Black Mist Giant's sword was about to smash Bedivere, the werewolf stabbed out lightly with the hand that was not holding the spear, and the Hydra fang dagger accurately stabbed the Black Mist sword! Black
The barrier of the Mist Sword was quickly reversed, and the entire sword immediately disintegrated and turned into a ball of mist!
Bedivere rolled to avoid the invasion of fog. When he got up again, the monster had restored the two fog swords in his hands.
Of course. The Dark Spirit cannot be killed. Even if its Black Mist Sword is destroyed ten thousand times, it can be quickly reorganized.
However, the werewolf also found a way to restrain his opponent. The small knife touched the giant sword, but the giant sword was helpless. This kind of strange thing is rare in the world!
If you want to come, keep coming.
As long as the werewolf's physical strength can hold on, it doesn't matter how long it lasts!
At the same time, Iceland, Eyjafjallajökull.
Arthur avoided the continuously spewing magma, raised a huge light blade a hundred feet long, and swept it towards the Origin Firebird.
The god was alarmed by the sudden attack and began to fly out of the molten rock pool, deftly dodging the sword strike of the King of Knights.
When it soared into the air, Arthur truly understood its majesty. The huge firebird was a hundred feet tall, and its whole body was composed of pure flames.
Arthur also understood that this Origin Firebird was indeed a type of god—the Holy Spirit!
"Wild Holy Spirit! How rare!" The Holy Spirit Crown on the Knight King's head exclaimed.
"Is there really a wild Holy Spirit?" Arthur was confused: "I thought all Holy Spirits were man-made and sealed in the Pure Land of Avalon?"
"Not all. Some ancient Holy Spirits existed before we invented the round table system." Holy Spirit Crown looked very excited: "Primitive humans worshiped gods. When they worshiped idols, the collective spirit would shape the outline of God. They are countless
The unconscious combination of human beings, a special body of thoughts. When this body of thoughts merges with the photons in nature, it will create the real [God]."
Of course, this [God] is just a ball of photons. The King of Knights couldn't help but snicker.
"Be careful, the wild Holy Spirit is very powerful, really as powerful as God!" Holy Spirit Crown warned: "And the most important thing is, it cannot be killed."
It is precisely because the Holy Spirits cannot be killed that the Round Table system seals the Holy Spirits in the Pure Land of Avalon to prevent them from causing mischief in the world.
However, Arthur maintained the completely opposite opinion: "Oh no, it can kill."
The King of Knights' left hand transformed instantly, and a black flame shot out from his palm.
That is the black flame of [Demon Sword of Extermination---Twilight of the Gods].
That is the terrifying demonic flame that burns all existence and obliterates [existence] itself.
Back then, King Arthur used this sword to point directly at the throat of the God of Destiny, threatening [Kama's Seat] to rewrite the fate of the world.
If he really pierced the throat of the God of Destiny with a sword, the world would probably have a completely new look.
"Are you going to use that kind of thing to kill a god?!" Fleur, who had just caught up, couldn't help showing an uneasy look: "Your Majesty, no! That is a god after all! He will be punished by heaven!"
"Do you have any other ideas?" Arthur asked the giantess.
"Can we... uh, seal it?"
"Let me remind you first," Holy Spirit Crown continued to harass the King of Knights: "The Round Table system does not have this function. There is only one portal in Avalon in the world."
Right here in Camelot---too far away to be useful!
Even if it works, there is no guarantee that the Origin Firebird will run through the door obediently.
Or... no?
Arthur naturally thought of a way: "Frey, you attack the right wing, and I'll attack the left wing. Wrap it first and lead it out of the crater!"
"But, Your Majesty?!" Fleur became even more confused. Introducing a god of destruction like the Origin Firebird to the outside world will only cause greater damage! Is there really no problem with this?
"Greenville, would you like to come?" Arthur was already calling his queen.
What on earth is the King of Knights thinking?
At the same time, in the Arctic Ocean, the ghost ship---Enter the Wandering Dutchman.
The young tiger men and leopard men went their separate ways, searching everywhere in the dark cabin.
This place is still eerie and scary. Fortunately, Bedivere used himself as bait to lure away the dark spirit - Captain David Jones. The Tiger Man and the Leopard Man were not chased by any strange things along the way. For the time being.
However, with such a big ship and such a dilapidated and dark environment, finding a pearl from this damn place is as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.
Unless you know where to look, everything is in vain.
Albert had already made a plan in his heart. Even if he didn't know what to do, he still wanted to give it a try.
He discussed with the Leopard Man and asked Zeffel to search the upper cabin.
The tiger man himself ran towards the waterlogged cabin below.
Walking down the stairs, you are in front of a cabin that is mostly flooded. The water looks bottomless, and the waters are pitch black, making it impossible to know what dangers are hidden in the water.
Tiger took a deep breath: "Okay... nothing to be afraid of."
He jumped into the ice water.
The bone-breaking cold immediately penetrated the tiger's hair and eroded the muscles, blood vessels, and nerves all over his body. For an ordinary person, it would only take five minutes to fall into the ice sea and die from convulsions.
In order to prevent himself from freezing, Al had already smeared a thick layer of grease on his whole body. This was a technique commonly used by Warcraft hunters to fight against extreme environments. Unexpectedly, it came in handy in this situation.
This increased his activity time in icy water by dozens of minutes --- but long-term activity in icy water is still fatal.
He was racing against time, paddling as fast as he could to reach his destination: the ship's engine room.
The only lighting he had was the glow stick in his hand.
That thing is waterproof and full of fluorescent chemicals. It emits light after being broken and shaken. But its illumination range is not wide, and it is very difficult to use it to see the road in front of you.
While the tiger was paddling frantically, hundreds of shadows followed him silently from behind.
But the tiger man didn't notice. He couldn't see the situation behind him at all.
At the same time, the leopard man Saifer was also running around in the upper cabin, hurriedly searching through various rooms, hoping to find the big pearl Bedivere mentioned.
However, a huge black shadow was approaching from behind him.
When Saifer walked into a crew lounge, rummaged through the corners of various furniture but found nothing. When he was about to leave, a large group of monsters blocked the door.
These monsters are a combination of various octopuses, squids, sea anemones, and corals, but they do not have the beauty of the above creatures. On the contrary, they look like a ball of rotten meat. In other words, this mass of rotten meat is one of the sea creatures.
A form formed by a certain sea creature devouring other sea creatures.
It is obvious that the monster has been infected by the dark child and has become violent and murderous.
It kept squeezing into the room from the door, squeezing the small room smaller and smaller. It kept exuding a foul-smelling, highly corrosive liquid from its body. Ordinary people would be affected by a drop of this liquid.
It will quickly melt into a puddle of blood!
"Oh, damn meow." There was no way to escape, and his complacent speed couldn't work in such a small space. In desperation, the young leopard man had no choice but to pull out a pair of photon daggers to fight!
At the same time, Bediwell on the deck was "fighting fiercely" with the Dark Spirit Black Mist Giant.
The giant swept his sword across, and the werewolf immediately raised his spear and stabbed it out. The hydra dagger touched the opponent's giant sword, disintegrating it!
However, the Black Mist Giant is not an idiot. After several attacks to no avail, it has improved its weapons.
The Black Mist Giant Sword, which originally had a broad blade and relied on its huge striking surface to kill opponents, has been transformed into two slender long swords.
The sweeping trajectories of the long knives are still deadly, but their impact area has been greatly reduced. It is very difficult to stab such long knives head-on!
Just a small change immediately put the werewolf into a difficult battle! He tensed his nerves and used his extremely excellent dynamic vision to deal with it carefully.
Once he fails to block, he will face the fate of being cut in half with a long sword! This makes his battle suddenly full of pressure!
"Al, Seifer, hurry up!" The werewolf was sweating profusely and said to himself, "I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for long!"
At the same time, Albert, who had dived into the bilge, also reached the engine room. This was the only place in the bilge that was not completely flooded.
The design of old ships was very unscientific. At that time, in order to facilitate the use of transmission devices, people arranged the engine room at the bottom of the ship.
In this way, the power generated from the engine will be directly transmitted to the propeller to propel the ship forward.
But the ancients never considered the problem that once the bottom of the boat enters the water, the engine will stop working. From the perspective of modern people, this is simply a stupid design.
In order to make up for this shortcoming, the old engine room has a relatively good waterproof and flood isolation design. This also explains why the entire bottom cabin is flooded, but there is still air here, and the water is only waist deep.
Once Albert's upper body was out of the water, the tiger kept shivering, roaring and dancing wildly, moving constantly to keep his body from freezing.
After he allowed his body to warm up a little, he began to look around, trying to find the pearl Bedivere mentioned.
The dark, waterlogged, and endlessly silent engine room was terrifying to the extreme. This was probably the most terrifying scene Albert had ever visited in his life.
In order to drive away the fear in his heart and find the target object as quickly as possible, Albert broke apart all the remaining fluorescent sticks in his hand, dropping one every time he walked a certain distance.
But he never expected that the green light emitted by the fluorescent sticks would illuminate the entire body of water, and the faint green would make the engine room even more spooky.
"There are no ghosts in this world, there are no ghosts in this world, there are no ghosts in this world." Albert kept murmuring like a mantra, in order to embolden himself.
But he was very unlucky, and he really encountered something that he least wanted to encounter at this time.
Countless black bugs were swimming in the water, and they soon gathered into a group and rose from behind Albert!