1:219 Death Battle for the Southern Emperor (II)

In the nick of time, Arthur grabbed the tail of the evil star with one hand.

"What are you doing?!let go of me!" the little red dragon burst into tears of pain, struggling frantically in Arthur's hands.

Arthur looked at the Red Fire Dragon, and he looked at Hall and the Golden Lion who were walking this way.

He sighed and said in a pleading tone:

"Evil Star, this is the request of my life. After that, you can do whatever you want me to do - but for now, accompany me through this battle!

We must win, or else—" The young knight looked at the dragon in his hand, tears welling up from his dry eyes, "Otherwise, Bedeville will die!" The dragon looked at his contractor, and the hard-hearted dragon also had a soft heart.

"I can help you too. However, there is no chance of victory at all!" "I still have a way to zuihou!" Arthur said. If he is desperate to let it go, there is indeed another way to use it!

"It's okay to help you...... But then you have to grant me a request!" Now give me a win!" Arthur said.

"Good!" the red dragon crouched on Arthur's armor again, the black dragon armor was actually tattered, and it had lost its original brilliance after barely fusing it.

"There's not much left of your dragon's liliang, right?" said Hall, who was approaching, "Do you think you can continue to fight us with this look?!—Wallace!Turn up the pressure of the gravity well to the maximum!!I'm going to crush him to the bone!"Pound!!

The surrounding floor sank together, sinking deep, deep. Arthur's whole body was pressed to the ground, unable to move at all, and could only sink into it with the ground!

"That's the end of it. Against this huge gravitational field, Hall couldn't move his body freely. But his strong physique still keeps him standing!

"No—" Arthur scrambled up from the crumbling ground. His whole body radiated crimson light, fused with the fire that erupted from the dragon armor.

"You're still like Liliang—" Hale only said halfway. He understood.

The Liliang of the Evil Star has long been depleted. Now Arthur is completely [supplying] photons to the fusion dragon armor from somewhere else.

He plunged the King's Sword diagonally into his abdomen. Using his own blood and flesh as a medium, countless photons were poured from the King's Sword into the fused dragon armor, infusing the dragon armor with endless liliang (photons)!

Dragon's Armor and Arthur's bodies are semi-fused, and the Sword of Kings and Arthur's bodies are also semi-fused.

The Sword of Kings can borrow photons from countless parallel planes, its liliang is endless, and its possibilities are endless!

Of course, this is extremely risky. Arthur is going to be petrified again, and this time, he will definitely die!

"So you can still use it like this?" said Hall, who was starting to get a little tired from the gravity. What made him even more tired was Arthur's stubborn tactics.

"Come on!" Arthur heard the cracking of his own bones, now he was acting entirely on the propulsion of the fused dragon armor, in fact, his body inside the dragon armor had already - he cleared his mind for a moment, trying not to think about this kind of thing, but holding the sword of the king in one hand and the photon dagger in the other.

"Zuihou kill you to death!" he rushed over and swung his dagger at Hale!

The two of them fought viciously on the battlefield in this collapse. Hall couldn't move freely in the hypergravity field, and Wallace seemed to have to use all his energy to maintain the hypergravity field, so Arthur, with the strong propulsion of the dragon armor, immediately took the advantage! Arthur circled around Hall like a red light, and the dagger in his hand was a green light that pierced Hall!

Like a dancing firework, it is like a fluttering firefly.

On the other hand, Hall, who has limited mobility, can only raise his sword to parry one step at a time!

Hall gradually understood from Arthur's attack that this kind of crazy and deadly attack was exactly the same as Arthur's own chess style!

As long as you defend calmly and don't take fatal damage, this guy will soon kill himself because he has no pawns (physical strength)!

Although it will inevitably be damaged, if you always play the defensive, the victory will belong to Hall!

However, the old man lived for so many years and for the first time felt the passion of battle again.

He was infected by the hard work (madness) of the young man in front of him, and his heart was ready to move.

For the first time in fifty years, I have had such a passion in my heart since I was reborn!

So, I had to respond to him. I have to come up with real skills to fight it!

Hall canceled his defense, allowing himself to be scratched by Arthur's dagger, and fought back with pure emotion, a furious attack and slash!

Arthur sneered. Hall, who was almost desperate and had been unable to defend all the time, is now actually defending and attacking! That's fine, as long as Hall continues to attack, he will start to show flaws!

Arthur avoided while continuing to attack, and then, the time he had been waiting for finally came! At the same time as Hall's sword stabbed out, Arthur took the initiative to meet it! A large hole was pierced in his chest, but he pulled out the king's sword stuck in his abdomen, and cut off the right arm of Grand Duke Hall with a sword!

"Uhh Arthur found the next opportunity, he didn't Lang Fei, but rushed over with an arrow and slashed at Wallace the golden lion with a sword!!

"No!!" Hale rushed over at this time, using his arm to block Arthur's attack!

"What?!" Arthur was shocked, this was a change he hadn't thought of. But he couldn't continue to hesitate, ten minutes were almost over, and if he didn't kill the golden lion, Bedeville would die!

"Get out of the way!!" Arthur's fused dragon armor spewed out Zuihou's flames, enough for him to approach Wallace at high speed. He raised his sword and stabbed it straight into the heart of the golden lion!

"Don't you think!!" Hall, who had already broken his arms, rushed over with unimaginable speed and knocked away the immobile golden lion. Arthur's sword plunged straight into Hall's chest, nailing Hall to Wallace's chest!

"Weishenme-" Arthur looked at Grand Duke Hall in surprise, due to the lack of piercing power, Wallace was not pierced through the heart and died, but Hall was seriously injured!

"It's just a cat!" Arthur cried, "Weishenme is going to do this?!" "You don't understand, Arthur. Hall spat out blood and sneered, "Wallace is my son!" Fifty years ago, Grand Duke Hall came back from the dead. Kama's reincarnation is very cruel, giving only one person's [life] to Hall, ignoring the [death] of Hall's wife and son.

Just as Hall was recovering from the brink of death, he held a mysterious object in his hand. This white pebble is the Egg of Chaos.

That is, something that comes out of nowhere, something chaotic, an inexplicable existence.

What hatched from the eggs was none other than a Chaos Troll, the Persian cat form of "Wallace".

Of course, he wasn't originally called Wallace. Hall, who was depressed and in a trance because of the loss of his wife and children, didn't care about the cat that came from nowhere.

Until, as Hall cleaned up the ruins of his destroyed home, he found the chessboard, his son Wallace's favorite chessboard.

The cat immediately sat down in front of the chessboard and motioned for Hall to play chess with him.

The middle-aged man and the cat, in the snow-covered and vast ruins, began to fight.

Originally, the Chaos Troll was just a reflection of people's hearts, and the cat was just imitating the memories of the confrontation between Hall and his son. Holburn thinks so.

Until, Wallace made a move he had never made before.

This move, shocking and exquisite, immediately put Hall to death.

This chaos troll doesn't shine in people's hearts. He creates. He has a spirit of his own. He was more creative than Hall's son of a talented chess player.

At that moment, tears crossed the middle-aged man's face and dripped onto the chessboard.

Kama wasn't completely cruel, taking Hale's wife and children with her, but leaving behind a precious gift.

A gift of the soul.

"That's the son of Grand Duke Hall, there's no doubt about it. The Gaian knight Cador finished telling the story of Hall and Wallace as the golden mane arrow began to fall from Bediwell's chest. Bediwell took a deep breath and opened his eyes.

"What's wrong with you?!" Tristan hurriedly exclaimed.

"Am I fine?" Bediwell touched his chest, no blood or scars.

"Wallace's golden-maned arrows only paralyze people's nerves for a while, and they are not lethal. "Wallace, like Grand Duke Hall, was a pacifist. "He didn't intend to kill Bediwell from the beginning. All this is just a ploy to force Arthur and Hale to fight.

Arthur gasped and pulled out the sword of kings that was stuck in the chest of Grand Duke Hall. He sat limply on the ground, "Do you want to keep fighting, Grand Duke Hall?" "Uh-" Hall fell to the ground with a snap, "No, you win." It's really a heart-wrenching battle, and it's been a long time since I've had it like this. "If you do kill Bediwell, I'll make you even more entertained. Arthur looked at Beddywell, who rushed out and waved at him, and he knew that Beddy was safe.

"Grand Duke...... [Humans and orcs can never coexist peacefully]," Arthur said, "I have thought about that very seriously.

I came to the conclusion that you were wrong.

The so-called survival is not to thrive oneself in order to weaken others. That will only make you weaker and weaker.

The so-called survival is to keep evolving, to keep getting stronger, and to keep adapting to this shijie-

The so-called survival is a process of self-improvement of living beings.

The so-called survival is the process of constantly fighting with shijie, fate, and the times.

If our descendants of humanity are really so uncompetitive and defeated by the orcs, then that is the time when they should be wiped out and disappear from the stage of history. They are exhausted, and they have brought it upon themselves, and we have no right to interfere.

We are not gods, and we have no right to choose which race is worth living and which race must be destroyed.

We are just weak, powerless, stupid...... Just one person.

With that, Arthur felt as if his whole body was falling apart, and he finally collapsed. In the haze of his eyes, he looked at the evil star who had already fallen to the side.

"Queen Mother," the badly injured Star whispered dreamily.

Arthur's eyes went dark, and he couldn't feel anything other than the footsteps and shouts of the rescue team.