1:477: The Conquest of Heaven (9)

At the same time, Rome.

Albert is woken up by the pungent smell of disinfectant and finds himself lying in bed. There were a lot of measuring instruments attached to his body, which made him very uncomfortable.

He tried to get rid of the instruments, but his body was so weak that his hands and feet were sore with every movement.

"It's a terrible amount. It's a miracle that they're able to put so much of it into a human body without killing them. Somebody's voice said.

"Can you tear it down?" said another voice. The middle-aged man's voice seemed to be that of Grand Duke Hall.

"If we had dealt with it earlier, we could have gotten rid of it. But there seems to be something that has fused with his internal organs and these colonies, and most of his current bodily functions depend on these colonizations to sustain them, and if they are barely removed, they will be life-threatening. "If you don't tear it down, it won't matter?" "Not yet." But those are always foreign bodies that will be rejected by his body. Although it is maintained in a delicate equilibrium now, it is difficult to guarantee that it will lose that balance one day. Once rejection occurs, the visceral gyrus begins to fail, which can be fatal instantly. "He's like a time bomb that can explode at any moment, and it's impossible to predict when he'll die. I can only resign myself to fate. "Yes. Hall sighed: "This is also his fate. Albert was still pretending to be asleep, quietly listening to all this. He can also vaguely perceive a general idea of his physical affairs, and he has long been mentally prepared.

But being said to be a "time bomb that will explode" and "may die at any time" is still uncomfortable.

The voice that seemed to be a therapist spoke to Hale for a few more words before leaving, and Albert was distracted and didn't listen at all.

After the therapist left, the tiger boy heard Hall approaching the hospital bed and shook him, "Hey, haven't you woken up yet? It's time to send you back to your cell." "Cell" Albert tried to get up, but his body was extremely sore even when he moved. The liliang of [the Egg of the Sun] was completely depleted, and he had no way to get sunlight or moonlight, so he could only keep weakening.

"There's really nothing I can do with you. Hall grabbed Albert and carried him on his back: "Hold me tight, I'm leaving." The tiger man boy lay on the back of the heavenly knight Hall, in a trance. He hallucinated and thought his father was carrying him.

"You're always a burden. Roble's voice rang out again in Albert's head, "If only I hadn't given you birth in the first place—it was Robert who died, not you?" The father's unintentional complaint at the time became an eternal curse for the tiger boy Albert.

(It's true that I'm not as good as my brother.) (I'm really useless.) Hall felt a large patch of wet on the left shoulder of his shirt, and he glanced back slightly, only to see Albert crying all over his face as he was half-asleep.

"It's just a loss, do you have to be so frustrated?" Hale sighed under his breath.

(You humans who live a leisurely life will never understand.) (Hate.) I hate this dark time. (How on earth can this dark age come to an end?) Albert cursed fate and fell into a groggy sleep.

Returning the tiger boy to his cell and closing the door, Hale sat down on a bench in the hallway to rest for a while. The Gaian knight in charge of the guard, Cador, came over to look at the Grand Duke of Hall, and then at Albert, who was sleeping soundly on the bed in his cell.

Kador couldn't help but sigh, "What a look." The birthmark on the neck. Hall lifted Erlang's legs and leaned back on the bench: "It's nothing." Wallace had a birthmark on his neck, and the child's neck was nothing more than specks of hair. All this is just a coincidence. Kador looked at Albert's neck. The star-shaped black spot on it is faintly visible.

"All I know is that the markings of the tiger are striped, not star-shaped. Even the position is the same, is it really a coincidence?" Hall ignored the lieutenant's words, stood up and turned to leave.

At the same time, the Pure Land of Avalon.

Arthur and Greenville wandered around the ancient city for a long time, walking in the direction of the tower, but they could not reach it.

This stone ancient city seems to have an incredible magical power that can deceive people. Its intricate alleys make people's heads spin.

This is not an ancient city at all, but a labyrinth designed to be disorienting.

"No, no, I'm so tired, let me rest for a while. Greenwiel sat down and was reluctant to go.

"Let's go a little further, I don't want to spend the night in such a gloomy old city. Arthur said, "It's too easy to be ambushed for a long time in such a complicated alleyway." "It must be the work of some Holy Spirit. Greenway moved her sore ankle, "If this is a kind of subspace magic, it can infinitely extend the space and let us go around here for a lifetime, no matter how we go, we will not reach our destination." Don't try it, let's find another way. Arthur looked at the darkening sky and became more anxious: "Shall we try to climb up to the roof?" Greenway glanced at the stone houses. The doors and windows of these houses were sealed, and the surface of the houses was carved out of a single block of stone, so smooth that there was little room for climbing. The house is dozens of yards high, and it is extremely difficult to climb up.

Like Arthur, she wears slightly bulky armor, not to mention climbing houses, and even running is inconvenient.

"Okay, I'll give it a try. Arthur spread his wings, intending to—"Stop, stupid," Greenway shouted.

It was too late, and Arthur flapped his wings violently and hurried upwards. As soon as he crossed the roof—boom!—a great thunderbolt struck him in the sky.

The knight was stunned by the lightning and fell weakly.

"Whew. Arthur was still smoky when he got up, and his body felt like it had been evenly hammered by a hammer, and it felt like it was about to burst open from the inside out.

The sky of this floating island is filled with thunder and lightning storms. Now it looks like the storm has subsided, but the thunderbolt is still tight. Arthur thought there was no problem and took off casually, but was struck by lightning.

"You, are you alright?" Greenway looked at the knight, whose face was blackened and his hair stood on end, and she didn't know whether to worry or laugh out loud. (She struggles to hold back her laughter at the moment, and her abdomen aches.) "It's okay, it's fine. Arthur knew what stupidity he had just done, and his heart was pounding.

If it weren't for the king's sheath that gave him a strong physique and superhuman recovery ability, if it weren't for the incomparably excellent protection of the black dragon armor on his body, this lightning strike just now would have been enough to tear him apart.

The act of climbing on the roof is still forgotten. The higher you climb, the easier it is to be killed by lightning. Arthur was not lightly injured and did not want to go any further.

"All right," he finally compromised, "I'll rest here tonight." It's really going to sleep on the corner of the alley," he said as the door to a stone room next to the two slowly slid open.