Elaine half-knelt on the ground, ignoring the hail, and instantly turned into a dragon. He put his limbs on the ground and took a posture, and immediately activated [Beast Transformation] again, transforming from a dragon into a giant dragon.
The giant white dragon raised its wings and rose into the sky, shouting at the same time: "Come up!"
"No, you can't fly!" Bedivere exclaimed, "Change back quickly!"
Boom!!---
It was already too late! A thunderbolt struck from the sky, and Elaine, who turned into a giant dragon, bore the brunt and was hit squarely!
"Ouch!" Bailong let out a scream, turned over, struggled a few times on all fours, and returned to its original form!
The white bear man was smoking all over his body, coughing and coughing. As he spoke, white smoke and foam came out of his mouth: "Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, it hurts, it hurts like hell!"
"You can't die like this? You're such a tough guy." The tiger was stunned from another direction.
Bedivere rolled her eyes at Albert and helped Elaine up: "Are you okay?"
"Okay, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts." The white bear murmured coquettishly. There were many cracks in the clothes on his body, and the fur was mottled with burnt black scars, which was really scary.
In an instant, this guy almost split open and was cooked by the high heat generated by the electric current. However, he survived under such extreme conditions. His body's strength was incredible.
The werewolf moved the sacred tree shield away a little and looked at the sky in the rain: "Obviously, they don't want us to fly up directly. If we want to take shortcuts, we will be punished."
"Then what should I do?" Albert stamped his feet irritably: "If you don't have to fly, how about jumping?"
Bedivere was stunned for a moment, this sentence inspired the werewolf.
Although it was a very crazy method, he had seen someone do something similar.
It should be said that it is just a very basic combat skill spread among the Knights of Great Britain. Anyone with the title of Silver Knight or above can do it. How well it can be done is another matter.
Bediwell stared at the hailstorm in the sky for a full five minutes. He guessed right. Not only were the hailstones exactly the same size, but they also fell at the same speed, rhythm, intervals, and distance from each other. They were man-made.
Hail rain, so many phenomena are not random.
"Al, Elaine, watch my movements carefully." The werewolf drew out his lightsaber and still kept his sacred tree shield in his other hand just in case: "I will only demonstrate once, don't miss it."
"Um?"
Before Albert's voice of doubt could subside, Bediwell had already jumped out. He flew up to the roof of the building next to him, using it as a springboard to leap towards the hail falling from the sky!
Bang! He stepped on a hailstone, used the hailstone as a stepping stone, and jumped upwards!
Bang! He jumped onto another hailstone and used another force to jump to make himself fly higher!
Row! He cut open the hailstones blocking the road in front of him, stepped on the hailstones that had split into two, and let himself continue flying upwards!
Bang bang bang bang! The werewolf stepped on the hailstones in a spiral shape and climbed into the air, climbing more than thirty yards in an instant!
"Oh my God." The tiger and the white bear were dumbfounded.
Combat skill ---[Horse tramples on flying swallows]. A combat skill that was once very popular among the Knights of Great Britannia (formerly Pantolaken). Simply put, it is to step on the flying swallows with an astonishing reaction speed.
A skill that can step on anything to stay in the air for a long time.
The knights of Great Britain used to fly around in those battlefields under heavy artillery fire, creating many rumors in the opponent's camp that "the knights of Great Britain can fly".
But in fact, they don't fly, they just let the bullets fly and move quickly on these flying bullets.
A simple combat skill can turn the originally flat battlefield into a three-dimensional one, greatly increasing the range of activities of the knights. This is a very powerful ability. However, as you can see, this is also an extremely difficult to control and extremely dangerous ability.
A large, very difficult combat skill to master.
For an ordinary knight, jumping back and forth three or four times is already the limit. Knights who can use this combat skill skillfully and truly soar in the sky filled with bullets become monsters that "fly on bullets" for the first time;
But the vast majority of people in the world don't deserve that kind of strength, and often end up falling to death.
The werewolf climbed about a hundred yards, and when he saw that the demonstration was almost complete, he turned back with a backflip, using two or three hailstones as stepping stones, and finally landed next to Albert.
"You...are you still a human meow?" Albert looked at the werewolf with a strange look: "Look what you have done, meow? Are those actions a human can do, meow? Are you crazy meow?!"
"Look carefully, stupid cat!" The werewolf pointed at the hailstones falling in the sky and said, "Hailstones all have patterns. Once you master the patterns, it's easy to step on them. There's no difficulty at all!"
Although it seems difficult, in fact, if you master the rhythm, it is not a big deal at all.
This is simpler than the Golden Knight promotion test of the Knights of Great Britain.
"But, you, you still..." The white bear man's face showed great worry.
"Don't worry, these hailstones can bear your weight, Elaine." The werewolf assured, "They are enchanted and full of photons. Didn't you see that they fell a little unnaturally slowly? It was just a moment.
If so, you can definitely step on it and not fall off."
The White Bear bit his fingers in confusion, not knowing whether to believe it or not. Those hailstones were only the size of a fist, but the White Bear's body was so huge that he always felt that he would crush them in an instant, and then break into pieces.
The hailstones fell to the ground together, and they fell miserably.
In any case, it is too difficult to climb up into the sky on hailstones like a werewolf.
"For example, if I have to do this to take the exam for the Knights of the Round Table... I think it's better---"
"If you want to give up, please feel free to do so. But I will leave soon and will not wait for you here forever." The werewolf took out the psychic stone embedded in his left arm and gave it back to Oulin: "This is back to you.
.The psychic stone is indeed very useful (perhaps), please convey my gratitude to your Prophet Multani for me."
"Oh..." Oulin took away the secret treasure and looked at the werewolf with a reluctant expression: "Then... please do your best for the exam."
"Okay. Thank you." The werewolf did a few warm-up exercises: "I'm leaving!"
Bediwell ran out again, jumped into the air with the help of the nearby building, stepped on the hailstones at the right time, jumped several times, and climbed higher and higher!
Seeing the werewolf walking further and further away, Albert couldn't sit idly by and said to Olin and Elaine: "I'm leaving too, please wish me good luck."
"Yes, good luck to you." Orin said again, watching the tiger leap out. Albert used a slightly clumsier jumping method than the werewolf to make a big circle and drag out a larger spiral trajectory.
, and climbed up. He calculated the timing and density of hail falling before finding this safer route.
"I..." Elaine looked at the werewolf and tiger man who had climbed so high, and suddenly felt that she was so powerless.
"If you don't plan to participate, just go home." Olin said sarcastically in a cold tone. She had hated this white bear man from the beginning and had never taken him seriously: "Anyway, you are so clumsy.
There is no way a guy like this could climb to the sky on hailstones.
The trial of the Knights of the Round Table is a world where a group of monsters compete for supremacy. If ordinary people like you don't want to lose your life, it's better not to get involved."
The White Bear man was silent for a while. He put down his giant sword and allowed his body to be hit by the cold rain and injured by the hail.
"...Are you leaving or not?" Oulin urged. Seeing that the werewolf and werewolf had gone far away, she sent them here to send them off, and prepared to return home.
"I..." Elaine clenched her fists.
"No..." He took a deep breath and wiped the blood from the bruise on his forehead.
"I'm not a coward!" The white bear man turned into a dragon man again, and then jumped out.
His body became lighter and his movements became much more agile. He tried to step on a piece of hailstone, but - bang! He didn't step firmly, and the white dragon man fell awkwardly to the ground, falling on his back in an ugly manner. Hailstorm
As it continued, countless hailstones hit Elaine, making him cold and painful.
Olin watched quietly from the side without making any comments or even a word of encouragement.
"I ---" The white dragon man got up again and looked at the seemingly unreachable destination in the sky.
"I want to become a Knight of the Round Table!" He jumped out again, stepped on the hailstones, and tried to use the hailstones as stepping stones to jump to the sky.
But he only jumped out once. He failed to grasp the timing of the jump, and there was no hailstone to step on, so he had to fall to the ground!
Bang! The white dragon man fell from more than thirty yards in the air, and one hand hit the ground first. The hand was naturally broken.
"Ugh..." When Elaine got up, his injured hand had almost completely regenerated, barely affecting his movements.
However, Ou Lin, who was watching all this, knew that breaking a hand was still very painful.
"You idiot." Olin reminded: "If you are about to fall, spread your wings to cushion it. At least you won't get hurt. You are not flying and you will not be punished...probably."
Bailong did not listen to the advice of the druid coordinator. Instead, he did a very crazy thing: he used all his strength to tear off his two wings, regardless of the severe pain on his back.
"Woooooo..." Elaine grunted in pain. But he also discarded his wings, becoming as light as a swallow, and his agility increased significantly.
In terms of skill, the white dragon man knows that he will never be as good as the werewolf and tiger man in his life. His clumsiness is a bluntness hidden deep in his bones. He is born like this and can never be changed. However! If a clumsy guy like him is desperate,
Try your best to get everything you have, and maybe you can recover a little bit of the disadvantage.
For a certain purpose, he must become a Knight of the Round Table. Even if what awaits him is great pain and the ridicule of countless opponents in front of him, he must become a Knight of the Round Table.
---Even if you risk your life, you must become a Knight of the Round Table!
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The white dragon man roared like crazy and jumped out crazily.
This time, he successfully stepped on the hailstones and successfully made the next jump, jumping higher and farther.
Bump!!---When he failed, he fell even harder.
Elaine fell to the ground from a high altitude, with all the bones in her body almost shattered.
But his talent made him immortal. His super recovery ability quickly healed comminuted fractures, allowing the White Dragon man to get up immediately as if nothing had happened.
"Ha, ha, ha---" "It's okay" is a lie. Although there were no obvious wounds, he was covered in blood. Even this heavy rain could not wash away the blood on his body immediately.
He vomited blood profusely, because the regeneration of internal organs is slower than the regeneration of muscles and bones, much slower. Internal injuries could kill him.
"Enough, enough!" Olin couldn't stand it anymore, "Don't try again! If you fall from a higher place, you will die!"
Elaine didn't hear Olin's words at all. He had actually fallen deaf, and the whole world had long been obscured by the torrential sound of heavy rain in his memory.
(It’s so difficult, it’s really difficult.)
(Why were Bediwell and the others able to climb up to the sky on these tiny hailstones as if nothing had happened?)
(Can't do it. Really can't do it.)
(I'm just an ordinary person, not even as good as a second-rate warrior------)
Just as Elaine was looking down at the sky, almost fainting, a person's appearance flashed in his mind.
"Uh ah ah ah ah!" the white dragon man cheered up again and roared.
He took off his shirt and trousers, letting the dragon scale armor fall off quickly. This was because he consciously removed the dragon scales for one purpose: to make himself more agile.
Without the protection of scales, the White Dragon Man's defense dropped to almost zero. Countless hailstones fell on him, leaving his snow-white skin bruised and swollen. But the White Dragon Man's recovery ability was still there. This kind of
The injury will recover soon, and he doesn't care.
Olin, who was watching coldly from the side, knew very well in her heart that it was like Elaine had received countless heavy punches all over her body, and it must be very painful.
This time, if you fall from a high altitude again, you will probably be shattered into pieces and turned into a complete ball of flesh. No matter how good your White Dragon's regeneration ability is, you will probably die miserably.
This time, Elaine really took the risk.
Elaine, who had completely taken off her dragon scales and was ready, avoided the oncoming hailstorm and jumped out!
He landed lightly on another hailstone, stepped on it, and used the reaction force to jump higher!
Then, he landed on another hailstone and used this temporary foothold to continue jumping up!
Once again, he successfully landed on the hailstones and jumped higher again!
Seeing the white dragon man climbing more than thirty yards and jumping more and more skillfully, Olin knew that Elaine had no problem.
The white dragon man is growing at an astonishing speed. In a few minutes, he has transformed from the clumsy white bear man into the current big lizard that can fly into the sky and escape from the earth.
He leaped, stepped, leaped, and stepped again. The whole set of movements was as smooth as clouds and flowing water, unobstructed. His movements were already comparable to those of the werewolves.
"Come on." Olin couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.
She looked at the equipment that the White Bear Man had dropped on the floor, and then released her forest seed. The tree seed used its paper strips to sweep everything away and store it in a certain subspace.
"This is the last thing I can do for you. Everything after that is up to you." The woman sighed, and her figure was lost in the heavy rain.