Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 1159 Guild Wars in Oasis 12

Arthur instantly flew to the chest of the thorn giant, and the holy sword in his hand had gathered amazing energy, ready to shine in the dazzling golden light!

At the same time, Bediville, who suddenly lifted Arthur to the sky, could not resist the influence of gravity, and finally fell weakly!

Dozens of deep red thorns and branches are pointed to the werewolves, each aiming at the key to Bediville! Did not expect the opponent to have this killing werewolf, in the process of falling is simply a flaw, simply unable to avoid these thorns attack!

Hey! The fisherman prince Tristan shot a plugin from the dagger and let it explode in front of Bediville! The medical gel quickly expands into an umbrella and forms a protective cover in front of the werewolf!

However, the protective cover can not completely stop the puncture attack of the thorn, and a large number of spikes slightly slow down the trend, but still attack the werewolf with a deadly momentum!

Hey! ! - King Arthur's holy sword is turned into a giant blade, and the thorn giants are cut into two halves!

tie! ! - The deadly thorn also pierces someone's body!

"Beddy!!" King Arthur, who had just killed the opponent, realized the incident below and immediately shouted.

"Tristan!!" However, Bedieville also made the same exclamation, watching the fisherman prince Tristan, who was pierced by the thorns!

Just now, just before the werewolf was about to be hit, Tristan rushed up! He used his own body to open Bettyville, so that the werewolf survived, and the fisherman prince himself was penetrated by the five sharp thorn branches through the chest and abdomen!

"Hey?" Tristan spit a bloody, whispering inconspicuously: "What is going on? The body is moving involuntarily!" He spit another blood, accompanied by the defeated thorn giant, accompanied by The thorns and branches that are out of control and soft, fall down to the ground!

"Tristan! No!! -" Biddyville just rushed to see the situation, but saw the prince of the fishman lying in the **** berth. The deep red thorns running through Tristan's body vanished at an alarming rate, leaving only five huge holes. This speeds up the bleeding of the fisher prince, and the situation is very critical!

"Damn!" Ivan also caught up, pulled out the trigger of the dagger and pressed the plug-in, and spewed a large amount of medical gel from the plug-in, temporarily blocking the wound of the fisherman prince.

"Hey," Tristan vomited another blood, and his vision gradually blurred, he could only see the things in front of him. And what can be seen in the eyes of the fisherman prince is Betdiville, who is kneeling beside him, his face pale and his face stunned.

The same scene, familiar. There is some kind of memory in Tristan's mind that seems to be recovering, but I can't really think of it. Some are just a touch of sadness and an indescribable nostalgia.

(who are you?)

(Why are you doing this for me, why should I do it for you?)

(All this, it could not be explained by common sense. Unless we used to be --)

"How is the situation of Tristan?" King Arthur, who killed the thorn giant, also rushed over to see the injury of the fisherman prince.

"The three important organs are damaged, but I use medical gel to help him temporarily stop bleeding and relieve pain, and I can support it more." Ivan said that while the dagger in the hand is constantly ejecting the medical aerosol, it is wrapped in The medical gel on Tristan's wound is frozen. Moderate cold has the effect of astringent wounds and inhibition of bleeding. The fisherman's life signs are becoming more stable. He loses consciousness and lies peacefully on the ground.

King Arthur looked at Bettiville again: "The selfish little **** of Tristan will help you block the knife? You know, even in the most dangerous time, this guy has never tried to help the knife!" - Is the sun rising tomorrow from the west?"

Bedieville did not speak, he was still in chaos. He is uncertain, and he has no ability to organize language.

At the same time, it was split in two, and the fallen deep red thorn giant, actually began to move again! Jing thorns are constantly reborn, intertwined, and once again form the body of the giant! It will soon stand up and fight again!

"Damn! Isn't that enough to kill it?" Arthur gritted his teeth and clenched the sword to prepare for the battle.

"呜" Biddiville made a sigh, his left arm prosthetic began to move uncontrollably!

Or, something in the left limb of his left arm began to move uncontrollably, affecting the prosthetic! Azure tree vines emerge from his arms! The power of the sacred tree is out of control! !

"Beddy?!" Arthur looked at the vines that had emerged from the werewolf's arms, and his heart was half-cooled: "How come you even-!"

auzw.com He thought that the vines that were in the hands of the werewolves were part of this mad forest, thinking that Bediville had been parasitic and even controlled by plants. The Cavaliers were shocked and stunned, and they were ready to fight the werewolves - but his fears were superfluous!

The sacred tree did not harm Arthur and others, it swelled and grew azure tree vines until its body emerged entirely from the prosthetic limbs of Bediville! It broke away from the secret silver arm made of the memory alloy, fell into the open space, and began to grow rapidly!

Between a few seconds, it has grown into a giant, sky blue tree vine giant! Contrary to the crazy deep red thorn giant, the tree vine giant is full of soft and beautiful sky blue light!

The deep red thorn giant also completed the regeneration, climbed from the ground, and planned to continue fighting!

If there are two real [justices] and [evil] camps in the world, then this two red and blue giants must be chosen one by one at the moment. In the end who is right and who is evil, only God knows!

"Beddyville, where did you get this kind of thing?!" Arthur looked at the giants in the middle of the pair and surprised the young werewolf.

Bedyville also looked at himself, and there was no such thing as a strange expression on his face: "[The species of the sacred tree] - the gift given to me by the Druid prophet Mutani, this guy does not need my order. , I am moving myself?!"

"I took this kind of thing to take the test, you cheated guy!" Evan's spit at the moment is the same as Tristan's previous spit, and the two have a brother-like synchronization rate!

Bedyville smashed his head: "Don't mention this now!"

Bang! ! At the same time as the dialogue between the people, the two giants of red and blue have already fought. In their size, with their destructive power, all the small means are in vain, only the freehand is the most correct and effective way to play!

The sky blue giant formed by the sacred tree is composed of soft tree vines, but it is not soft at all. It is powerful in boxing every shot! It and the deep red thorn giants touch each other with their fists, each of them does not give up, each boxing is swaying out of the world!

"Yeah!" The people on the ground resisted the endless shock wave brought by the two giants in a half-paying position. They played so hot that the scene was so confusing that Arthur and others didn't have room to intervene! However, Arthur still took the sword of the King to the sheath of the king, accumulating strength and ready to give the Crimson King of the Thorns a fatal blow!

"We have to solve the problem here as soon as possible and send Tristan back to heal!" Ivan looked after the fisherman prince and reminded him: "He can only hold up to half an hour!"

"Hey." Bettiville’s forehead blew a drop of cold sweat. The situation is urgent, and the rest of their time is actually far less than thirty minutes! No matter how fast the dragon rides, it takes at least ten minutes to send Tristan back from here to the warship in Cairo on the outskirts!

In other words, to completely solve the deep red thorn giant in the remaining twenty minutes, the martial law of this isolation area will be lifted! Do they really get it with such a daunting task? !

The sky blue tree vine giant is still in the opposite side of the deep red thorn giant, but it is only a giant of the sacred tree. The species of the sacred tree is a tree species of a tree. No matter how unique it is, compared with the deep red species that the whole forest is condensed, the power of the two is obviously different! It is not enough to rely on the sacred tree! What must be done in Bediville!

Rumble and rumble! ! - However, the two giants are still in a fierce battle, and they are not allowed to intervene! If you are close to it, you will be smashed into a bolognese by the fists of the two giants who are almost invisible. Bedyville, they are far away from being shackled, and they are already struggling!

There is no way, only rely on that -

Bedyville pulled out a small glass bottle from his pocket.

The glass bottle with the liquid of the deep red mystery, King Arthur had seen it, and heard of it, never understood the mystery of it. He only vaguely understands that it is a potion that can change the fate - as long as you pay enough, you can change your destiny (Kama)!

The Cavaliers watched Biddeville open the stopper of the glass bottle, watching the werewolf lift the glass bottle, intending to drink the potion. His heart was filled with the idea of ​​stopping the werewolf from taking medicine, but his body was indifferent, as if he was expecting Bettiville to drink medicine!

The young werewolf opened his mouth and was about to drink the deep red potion. The other man’s hand suddenly slammed out and stopped him.

"Not" Tristan, who should have lost consciousness, whispered with a soft, soft voice: "Don't drink"

"I must. No time!" Bettiville's tone was very firm.

"If you have lost half of your liver and drink it, you may lose even the other half of your liver." Tristan said with a squint. "There is no liver, and five minutes will die. You can't reach the moment when they come back."

"Even so, I also"

"No!" The fisherman prince interrupted the werewolf's words and used his last strength to take the glass bottle from the werewolf and threw it out: "Don't die babe"

Oh! The glass bottle fell to the ground, and the deep red potion spilled over and could no longer be found.

The fisherman prince was once again in a coma because of a serious injury.