Chapter 62: Fighting to the Death with the Sea Demon (Part 2)
"Hoo, ho, ho, do it, it's done!" Tristan gasped.
"What are you doing?" Arthur asked, "Even if you are separated by a layer of protective clothing, your hands will be burned!"
"That's verbose!" The fishman prince still refused to take his hands away from the giant spear he had just made, even though the high heat on the spear made his gloves emit thick white smoke. "As soon as I let go of the spear, the photons will be lost. Very quickly."
It will be damaged soon."
"Then without further ado! Kai!" Arthur said as he took off his protective clothing.
"You, you bastard! Can you let me take a breather?!" Kai had just rushed over from the bottom of the castle and was already panting.
"You are the only one who can move this thing," Arthur urged, "Come on, try harder. Bedivere won't last long."
When Tristan heard this, he immediately jumped up as if he was stung and shouted angrily: "Asshole, didn't you just say he was fine?!"
"Of course it was just perfunctory words." Arthur responded calmly.
"Damn you guy!" Tristan was furious. "He obviously didn't do anything, but he was still ordering others as a matter of course! If Bedi is injured in any way, I will never let you go!"
"Okay, after the matter is resolved, you can do whatever you want to me. The premise is that you can defeat me." Arthur saw that the spear had cooled down and motioned to Kai to move it.
"Who is responsible for firing?" Kai asked as he moved, "Don't count on me. My marksmanship performance back then almost hindered my ability to smoothly upgrade from a trainee knight."
"I don't want it either." Tristan shook his head, "Now I'm so hot that I'm dizzy, not to mention I've never touched anything like a gun."
"I, I'll do it..." the young man Yi Wen said timidly.
"Boy, can you do it?" Arthur approached the young man and looked at the thin boy, "There is only one cannonball, and if it fails, tens of thousands of people will die."
"I, I want to try." The young man plucked up the courage and said, "My eyesight is the best among the Knights of the West, otherwise I wouldn't be assigned to stand guard on the lighthouse."
"Is that all?" Arthur asked.
This reason is really not very good, at least not enough to bet tens of thousands of lives.
Ivan continued to explain helplessly: "I, I can hit seagulls one mile away with an ordinary shotgun! Really!... The job of standing guard is very boring, and I have no other pastime except shooting seagulls."
Arthur looked into Ivan's eyes and stared for half a second.
Through those big bright gray-green eyes, he examined the essence of this young man. What he saw was not true and false, right or wrong, right or wrong. What he saw was the essence of Ivan's soul.
Without any reason, Arthur believed it.
"I understand, let's do it." Arthur patted the young man's head, "Since you claim to be the son of Heavenly Knight Younes, don't insult your father's name and do your best."
"I know, I know, Lord Knight." Ivan's eyes were filled with tears, and his heart was filled with infinite gratitude. This was the first time that he was believed in for no reason.
At the same time, Bediwell was driving Arthur's iron cavalry at high speed in mid-air. Arthur's iron cavalry was modified, and almost all the output of the shield was transferred to increase the mobility. Although the iron cavalry had almost no defense, it was
It is surprisingly fast. In fact, the tentacles of the deep sea troll are far unable to catch up with the speed of the iron cavalry.
However, there are not many decent weapons on the cavalry. There is only one main gun, which is like scratching an itch on the troll's body, and the troll does not even react.
This way, not to mention stopping the troll's progress, it was even impossible to slow it down. The deep sea troll was still heading towards the city in front of it in such a leisurely manner, and it was only about ten miles away from the city.
Bedivere also knew that this alone could not delay the troll, so he drew his lightsaber, and while driving his iron cavalry, he quickly rushed towards the troll, and the moment he approached, he gave the troll a hard blow on the top of his head!
"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!!" Although the troll did not suffer much damage, he clearly felt the pain and slowed down.
"We did it!" the orc boy shouted in surprise, while manipulating the cavalry to pull away a little distance, "Damn it, stop here--get off--come------!!"
Silver light flashed past, and another long wound was dragged out on the top of the troll's head. This was a wound that Bedivere drew out with his lightsaber while flying close to the troll at great risk.
"Roar ah ah ah ah ah!!!" Because of the severe pain, the troll roared even harder. Its thousands of tentacles were shaking crazily in mid-air, and each tentacle was attacking the cavalry!
"Okay, come after me!" Bedivere cleverly avoided the tentacle attack and suddenly distanced himself from the troll. Only now did he realize that the basic skills training that Lancelot had done when he taught him swordsmanship,
How meaningful it is. The tentacles flying all over the sky look so wild and unpredictable, but if you look closely, you will see that they are attacking from a completely predictable trajectory!
No matter how powerful the deep sea troll is, it is just a living thing after all, and as long as it is a living thing, as long as it is an individual with independent consciousness, its actions must have predictable rules!
For the orc Bedivere, whose moving eyesight and field of vision are much better than humans, in his eyes, the troll's tentacles are not much different from standing still in mid-air!
"Is this the world in Arthur's eyes?" Bedivere stared at this realm he had never reached before. At this moment, he felt that he was really close to Arthur's world, as if he was seeing
What we saw was the same scenery that once reflected in the knight's eyes.
Between the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword, between the bloody storm, between killing and survival, the still but infinitely extending scenery is both desolate and beautiful.
But.
Phew! A tentacle penetrated one wing of the cavalry.
"Why!?" Bedivere was shocked. He clearly saw the trajectory of all attacks, but he still missed one attack?
Why! Why can’t I see it?!
Those 1,686 tentacles were clearly visible and impossible to miss. However, there was only one tentacle that passed through the blind spot of Bedivere's perspective and came from an unexpected direction!
Whether humans or orcs, since they are creatures that see with the naked eye, there must be a blind spot in the visual angle. It is just a small connection point between the eyeball and the optic nerve. Such a small point, so small that the brain will automatically
It is patched out of the visual signal, making people think that this point never existed.
But at this critical moment, a small blind spot can kill you.
The iron cavalry that had lost one wing began to spin and lose its balance. Bediwell had a hard time just trying to stabilize the fuselage, and behind him, there were hundreds of tentacles attacking!
"I'm sorry, Arthur, I can only go so far." Bedivere knew he couldn't escape, so he just held on to the fuselage and kept rushing forward.