Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 389 Preparing for the Dark Night (3)

On the way back, Bedyville couldn't help but ask: "Do you really not be angry with me, Mr. Paphos?"

"pissed off?"

"Your father's business, you know, we killed your father in Rome." Biddyville snarled, afraid that the tone would be irritating.

"Father? No. Father, bad guy." Pafer replied briefly. "Use my experiment, it hurts. It's best to die."

Brady only understands about it. He followed Beaver and looked confused.

When the elephant sees the explanation, he takes off his shirt. His upper body was covered with more scars, and the wounds were terrible. Except for the marks of the knife wounds, more were the traces of the pierced spikes.

The werewolf teenager swallowed a slobber. Is this all made by Paff's father?

"Father, study anesthetics. I, experimental products." Paphos looked indifferent, and seemed to be unrelated.

The banned drug used by the Terran - the medicine of the hero - is an anesthetic that can make people fight wildly. The drug was originally a clinical trial on this young elephant.

The crazy pharmacist was able to make his son look like this for the sake of experimentation.

There are really people in this world.

After returning to Paff's home, Brady saw that the Tutan chief was talking to Albert. Ayr was so serious that he seemed to be talking about something important.

Pafley lived in Bediville: "Do not disturb."

"Know it." The werewolf boy leaned back against the outer wall of the tree house, waiting for Ayre to finish.

After about half an hour, the patriarch came out of the house and just saw Biddeville: "Hey, are you waiting here? - How did you turn green?"

Bedyville glanced at Puff, who was stunned: "Side effects - is Albert still okay? What happened?"

"Call, ask him yourself." Tutan sneered.

At this time, it was just a thunderstorm, and the sky was raining again. It’s incredible to have so much rain in winter. It’s like the rain that has been pumped away for several years in the dry season.

Tutan snorted and planned to leave. Biddiville quickly called the elephant patriarch: "The patriarch, I want to ask, is there any way to meet the patriarch of the Belarusian (White Bear)?"

The White Bears are also a group of peace-loving guys. If they can persuade them, the chances of stopping this war will be even greater.

"Impossible." Tutan shook his head. "After the patriarch of the White Bears was killed, the poor fellows have been kept in captivity by the foxes. You can't see them."

"Circle, captive?!"

"The characters of the white bears are so honest, there are not many people. If they are caught and locked up, they can't resist it." Tutan dismissively said, "They are locked in a fox-man institute, like a group of animals." Live the day. The little scorpion that was born was either taken as a slave or sold for research. So I said that the foxes are not human."

Beddyville was sinking in his heart. His understanding of the white bear is not deep. The only known white bear is his brother Papalov. His affection for his brother was subconsciously projected to the White Bears, so that he could not ignore these bears.

Tutan instantly saw the thoughts of the werewolf boy and immediately shook his head. "Hurry up and give up this dangerous idea. You can't save those white bears. They have not been saved under the control of the foxes. - The weak are only equipped. Being enslaved, do you understand? - I should also go. In order not to let my clan be enslaved, it is time to do business."

"The patriarch," Bettiville still wants to say something, but Tutan has turned around and gone.

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"The war." Papho said.

Tutan came back to the village because of this timely rain. Now it is time to go to the front line to command the army. Brady's persuasion seems useless: nothing has changed except to increase the patriarch's goodwill towards him.

Bedyville walked into the room with a heavy heart and saw that Albert was busy smearing himself with strange blue paint. Should that be a kind of ritual painting?

"Beddy, are you coming? Help me paint my back." Albert smirked sillyly.

"What is this doing?"

"Prepare for the adult ceremony of tomorrow. The Tutan chief also said, I am able to hunt the Lord of the Marsh, and I am already a qualified elephant. They are very happy to accept me into their family." The tiger's eyes are shining. He seems to be serious.

"You are a tiger, not a human." Biddiville did not agree with it. "And since you have already overcome [phobia], you should go back to the village of the evil family."

"No." Albert was stubborn. "Dad has abandoned me. Even if he says that he wants me to go back, I will never return. I have no home to go back, Brady. Now I can only go. Where is it?"

This is too strange. Just because it was abandoned, is it necessary to sneak into the fence? ! Al Mingming has changed, and he clearly has a better choice.

The Rabbi patriarch clearly did not say that he would abandon Ayr. Everything is the **** fox in the chaos. Albert can obviously go home, be accepted by his father, and live a life that belongs to him.

It’s stupid to give up the happiness that should have been because of the moment’s temperament.

Seeing that Albert had already decided, Bedyville couldn’t help but say that he went over to help Ayr and paint on the back of the tiger’s canon.

With a heavy heart, silently support the decision of friends.

Afternoon.

"Hah, ha, ha." Arthur breathlessly sent back to the cemetery. This time the challenge failed.

The throne of denial of the Holy Spirit denies everything in the world. That is, the ability to directly reverse the law of causality completely invalidates all damage done to the Holy Spirit and becomes [never happened].

Therefore, it is impossible to hurt the Holy Spirit.

Even if the ability of the king's sheath is used [the lawbreaker] to release the [law] of the Holy Spirit for a time, after the effectiveness of the lawbreaker, the Holy Spirit will still return to its original state, and everything will be the same as it did not happen.

The gods who can deny the harm can't kill. It has been a waste of time to cut it thousands of times with a sword.

"Arthur, are you okay?" Greenville raised the knight and asked, "If the Holy Spirit is so difficult to deal with, don't take it for granted. Go back to rest and think of a good way to talk about it."

It can only be the. But Arthur is still not convinced: "King of Arthur, this is different from what you said!? What you obviously said is-"

"The Holy Spirit is also constantly evolving. After so many years, it is not surprising that it develops new capabilities." The spirit of King Arthur said.

Arthur will look at the King of Arthur with suspicion. This guy, the last time the strategy of [the command of the seat] has been very imperfect, the true face of the command of the seat is actually a knight hiding in the giant veteran. If Arthur did not rely on his own martial arts and intelligence to survive the crisis, he is likely to be killed by the wrong information of King Arthur!

This time is also very dangerous. The transmission of subspace has a time limit. It is a time limit that saved Arthur and pulled him back from the undead [negative seat] back to Avalon Pure Land. If it is a few seconds later, the sword in the hands of the negation will pierce the heart of Arthur!

Arthur looked puzzled at the spirituality of King Arthur. Spirituality is a kind of mindfulness composed of good intentions. According to King Osser, spirituality does not lie and does not harm people.

Now, even this has become very suspicious.

Arthur no longer knows whether to believe in King Arthur.