Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 502 Guild Wars to the Heavenly Pole (18)

The core of the Holy Spirit is revealed, and it does not mean that Arthur won. On the contrary, the White Tower of the Holy Spirit was forced to a desperate situation, and its attack would be even more ferocious!

The strong light gathered, it seems that there are dangerous moves!

Arthur just started the Griffin shield and can't use it again!

In order to protect himself, what he can do is to open the light blade of the King's sword to the maximum, and use all his strength to puncture it!

Hey! ! ! The core 迸 shoots a powerful beam!

bump! ! ! The sword of the King's sword is 30 feet long and collides with the light beam, causing a dazzling flash!

"Ah, ah, ah, ah!" Arthur screamed, wielding the blade.

However, the beam still dominates, and Arthur is quickly swallowed up by the light!

After the light, do not leave a little gray. Arthur was completely burned by this light!

Oh! The core of the White Tower of the Holy Spirit began to crack.

Arthur is hiding on the other side of the core, using the sword of the Holy King, to give the opponent a solid blow!

Hey la la la la! The core of the Holy Spirit has cracked even more, and the milky white light on it has swayed and seems to be confusing.

"Idiot. You just shot with a beam of light, just my illusion." Arthur said without emotion.

Just as the core of the Holy Spirit wanted to launch a beam of light, Arthur also waved a huge blade of light. But he did not intend to hard-hitting with his opponents. Instead, he used the cover of the great light of the light blade to circumvent the core and release his own illusion.

The phantom stayed in place, smashing the beam of the heart of the Holy Spirit. But that was just a phantom, and when the light was swallowed, the ability was lifted and the image disappeared.

Arthur has already circled the core, and a sword has broken into the core.

[蜃楼幻影] Although it is only a fleeting ability, the launch time is even shorter than the Griffin shield; but if used well, it will be able to reverse the disadvantages for a moment, turning the decay into magic!

Arthur and the Holy Spirit White Knight have suffered so much in the battle, and have already figured out how to use this phantom.

"Sure enough, the White Knight is the strongest of you in the Holy Spirit. Your power is stronger than your wisdom." Arthur sighed.

The White Tower of the Holy Spirit finally died. It turned into a white light, surrounded by Arthur, and was eventually absorbed by Arthur's body.

No gravity space is removed. Arthur thought that he would fall down like this, a little nervous. But a white brick caught him and continued to rise with the knight.

He sat tired on the ground and looked up. He has been able to see the destination far away: a white room at an altitude of over 600,000 feet.

At the same time, Rome.

"What? Deanna woke up?" Albert jumped out of bed. "Let me see her."

"Why do you think we will release you from prison?" Gaia Knight Cador's tone is vaguely hostile.

"Oh--" The little tiger groaned with a low snoring, and there was no place to vent his grievances.

Cador’s protest against the tiger’s boy was not taken care of: “Take it up again. When she returns to the point where she can get out of bed, she will let her come to see you.”

"That said, what is the dark spot on your neck? Birthmark?"

Albert couldn't help but reach out and touch the hair on his neck. "If you humans call the natural color spots on the skin a birthmark, we can of course call the natural stroke of the fur a birthmark. Even this does not understand. Hey? Have you ever been to elementary school?"

The Gaia Cavaliers dissatisfiedly said: "I took a doctorate in law from the University of London. You have never been to elementary school, and all of your orcs have never been to elementary school. Seeing your speech is rude, childish and ridiculous, even [?], [Mhy] sounds have become [喵]!"

"Hey!" Albert was refuted and his face turned red.

The Hungarians do not have the concept of a school, but the clan has a strong emphasis on education, especially the study of human culture. They forced the children to study hard from an early age - in order to better understand the human society: the so-called knowing oneself and knowing each other, winning every battle.

auzw.com Albert believes that his English is very smooth. However, he is still a young boy. He also lacks the opportunity to practice speaking English in the murderous family. Even if he speaks English for so long, he will occasionally miss a local accent.

He has been [喵] for so long, but he has never been conscious, thinking that his English is very authentic - until he was teased by Cador.

"Is that really bad?"

"What do you say? Big cats are big cats, and it's hard to change cats." Cador looked at the tiger boy in prison.

"Hey--" The little tiger's hair erected and continued to make a low squeak, which made him more like a cat.

Just then, a knight came in and held a beautiful Persian cat in his hand. Persian cats have full body hair and blue eyes are big and round.

"I brought Wallace. Cador, this is your idea. If the Duke of Hall blames it, I don't know anything!" The knight put the Persian cat in the hands of Cador. The cat is abnormally calm.

"Know it, owe you a favor, Drewin." Cador and the Knight named Drevin chatted a few words and sent him away.

"Look at your kind, Wallace." Cador holds the Persian cat and walks in front of the iron fence in the cell.

"Hey?" The golden Persian cat looked at Albert with its big, specific eyes.

"How to bring a cat to see me" Elbert couldn't guess the other's intentions and had to keep the distance to continue observing.

Cador glanced at the mark on Wallace's neck and glanced at the stain on Albert's neck. He is comparing the birthmarks of both.

the same. These two star birthmarks are boring from the angle of the stars and the proportion of each corner.

There is no such thing as a coincidence in this world. There must be a mystery in this.

"Kid, do you remember what happened when you were born?" Cador asked suddenly.

"Stupid, how can such a thing remember?" Albert said without saying.

The memory of human beings before they are sensible (about six years old) is very vague. Even if you think about the past before you grow up, you can only have a faint impression.

It is generally believed that this is because the brain is not fully developed, and the human memory is not fully functioning, and it is impossible to engrave a sufficiently deep [memory groove] in the hemisphere.

Moreover, the more people grow up, the shallower the earliest [memory groove] is, and the part of memory is [lost], or [distorted].

However, for Albert, having a "memory that does not belong to him" always entangles him.

He has been dreaming of a man who dug a dream of a teenager who burned coke in the sea of ​​fire.

When he was younger, this dream kept coming up, almost driving him crazy. In the dream, his body was completely burnt and gradually collapsed in the man's arms. The pain of burning is so real, the feeling of body collapse is so terrible. In the moment of his complete collapse, the man’s voice was so vocal.

All of this, even after waking up, continued and tortured Albert all morning.

He is extremely painful, but this pain can only be hidden in his heart. He can't say it, and he doesn't dare to say it to anyone. If you go out, you will be treated as a [crazy].

In the dark areas, [crazy] is worse than [waste]. The lunatics not only do not contribute to the clan, but also become a potential danger. Therefore, they are always dealt with first, and the end is very tragic - even the son of the patriarch is no exception.

Well, isn't it?

Albert remembered that he was almost really crazy at the time. But, who seems to have

Who, saved him?

Can't remember. Just can't remember. The more I think about it, the more stinging the head is.

"Hey, ah, ah!" The tiger man squatted his forehead and fell to the ground, his face almost on the ground. He is sweating and his breathing is getting more and more urgent.

"Hey, kid, what's wrong with you!?" Cador looked at Albert's abnormalities and was overwhelmed.

"Hey." Persian cat Wallace suddenly jumped into the cell and came to Albert.

He held out the cat's paw and pressed it gently on Ayr's head.

There is something that flows into Albert's mind.