1:145 The Second Coming to the Wounds (Part II)

Arthur led the crowd through the ruins, and in a minute they came to a large pool.

The remnants of the building were surrounded by green bushes, and among the decaying rubbles there was such a vibrant pool.

"Sure enough. This area is supposed to be the site of the imperial capital bathhouse, although the explosion razed the entire imperial capital, but the underground water supply line was not affected. Arthur said, "The waterways have been seeping water out of the waterway, and in a few decades it has become such a small lake." "Uh, there aren't any youkai in the lake, right?" Tristan looked worriedly at the water, the black water looking bottomless.

"No, don't worry. Arthur said, "Oh, what is that?" and he pointed to somewhere in the lake.

"Where—whoaa

"Oh, I hate you, Arthur!" Tristan said angrily, standing up, wiping the water from his face.

Then he discovered that the pool was only waist-deep. He couldn't help but blush at the stupid worry he had had made before.

"Wash it, wash the blood off your armor too, we still have to hurry. Arthur said ruthlessly.

"Hmph, I'm sorry to be holding you back!" Tristan said angrily as he rinsed his armor with water.

"Uh...... I'm really sorry it would turn out like this. Bediwell laughed sheepishly.

"After all, it's not because Arthur is in such trouble—" "Tristan, you're !!! behind your back," Arthur suddenly shouted.

"Hmph, you're trying to lie to me again? No way! Your lies are lame enough, can't there be a monster in such a shallow pool—" Before he could finish speaking, Tristan's leg had been grabbed by something, and the whole person was pulled into the air.

"Out, there's an octopus monster!!" Tristan shouted, and in front of him was a dozen feet tall - a deep sea troll!

"You're not joking, are you?" Bedivel pulled out a glowing arrow and shot it at the troll's head. This time, he was afraid that the arrow would explode for no reason, so he deliberately fired it far away from Tristan.

But it didn't work.,At the critical time, the output of the light arrow was lower than expected.,The light arrow disappeared directly before it hit the monster.。

"Useless fellow!" Arthur rushed over, slicing through the troll's tentacles with a single sword and saving Tristan, "Swim back to shore!" "What about you?!" "I--do this!" Arthur raised his sword and slammed it into the water!

The lake was split in an instant, making way for a muddy path!

"Okay, okay, I'm shocked. Tristan was dumbfounded.

"What's the?!!!!!!!!! They ran as fast as they could, and in no time at all, they shook off the slow-moving trolls of the deep.

"That guy, what?" Arthur looked back, the troll still chasing after him, "It's too far from the deep sea trolls we've fought before." Is this really the same one?" finally waited for the deep sea troll to come ashore, and they could fight with peace of mind on the shore, and the knights who thought so vigorously raised their swords to meet the battle.

Countless tentacles attacked. However, the troll's attack was disappointingly monotonous, Arthur easily dodged the first wave of attack and immediately rushed over, and the blow of the King's Sword immediately cut the troll in half.

The little octopus struggled on the ground for a moment and died.

Arthur looked at the octopus on the ground that had been beaten back to its original form, "This is really not the one I fought before." This so-called "deep sea troll" is just an octopus that has mutated by absorbing Camilo's heterogeneous photons. "But the weishenme sea octopus will appear in the city?)" "But it really looks exactly the same—" Bedivel said.

"Nope. There's a slight difference in color, and you're just too flustered to see it. Arthur looked carefully at the octopus corpse on the ground and analyzed, "The most important evidence is that this guy hasn't experienced much fighting, and his attacks are very simple. The previous Deep Sea Trolls were much more difficult to deal with than this impostor. "I'm more concerned about whether the deep sea troll from before will come here like this. "For example, there was a war in some deep sea, and some ancient people used ultimate magic similar to nuclear fusion to heterogeneize photons somewhere on the ocean floor—" "It's possible." But there's no point in thinking about it now. Arthur said, "We still have a library of black history to find, so let's keep on our way—" "There's no need for that anymore." "Arthur, look at that!" said Bedwell, "The pool of the fight just now was exposed by the destruction of the battle. The water slipped through the cracks, eventually revealing a secret door at the bottom of the pool.

Bediwell recognized the secret door. It was exactly the same as the doors they had seen in the Black History Library of the Second Imperial Capital.

"Is there a hidden entrance to the Black History Library in the basement of the Great Communal Bath? Arthur said, walking over and swinging his sword open the door.

The pitch-black tunnel looked like it went all the way to the depths of the earth, and from that bottomless place came a strong musty smell.

"Do you really want to run into a place like this?" asked Tristan, covering his nose, in fact, he was very reluctant to enter such a damp and moldy place, "Could it be that it has become a monster's lair?" "They must have secretly moved the book collection out of here after the destruction of the First Imperial Capital." Arthur examined the brackets on the floor, "At the same time, part of the book collection was left behind. This is weishenme in the end. "Because some of the books are already in tatters, and they are not suitable for casual movement. A voice in the sky said.

"Who?!" Arthur and his party immediately raised their weapons to guard against.

A huge, shiningly brilliant body with a silver vulture on the upper body and a golden lion on the bottom, [a white gold griffon], descended from the sky and landed gracefully.

"Got here so quickly, Leon Dickens guy was right, you're a dangerous character. The Platinum Griffin spoke, in a haughty tone.

"Who are you?—do you know the Grand Duke of Leon Dickens?" asked Arthur.

"You'll soon find out, Knight Arthur. The Platinum Griffin said, as if he was just dismissing the pointless question.

"Let me go, I don't have time to play pantomime with you. Arthur said, trying to walk into the tunnel.

"Oh, that's not going to work. The griffin stood in front of Arthur, "Not yet. "What?!" "Wait until you win against Leon Dickens tomorrow." At that time, you can go in if you want, and I won't hinder you anymore. The Platinum Griffin said coldly.

"If I have to go in?" said Arthur angrily, already raising the King's Sword as he prepared to attack.

"Then give it a try. "The platinum griffin is as if nothing happened.

As soon as he finished speaking, Arthur had already rushed forward with an arrow and stabbed his sword at the griffon's head. The tip of the sword touched the powerful shield and bounced off in an instant.

What a hard shield!

Arthur took advantage of the force of the rebound to volley and roll in the air, slashing several swords again, but he was still bounced off by the powerful shield that could not be seen!

The touch of the sword slashing on the shield was very strange, not "blocked" by the shield, but "deflected", and the sword's attack trajectory was changed by an invisible force in an instant, as if it touched an incomparably smooth plane and slid away in an instant.

How exactly did you make such a shield?

He had to distance himself from the griffin, and kept his distance on guard, "Oh, a rainbow-colored shield, is it really rare?" The platinum griffin also said in a sarcastic tone, "Oh, did you see the excess light from the shield the moment the attack was bounced off?" "The seemingly completely transparent photon shield is actually made up of very pure photons. The tip of the sword and the shield collided together, and in that hundredth of a second, a rainbow-colored excess light splattered.

Arthur had never seen or even heard of this kind of shroud magic. But he was sure that it was definitely a shield that was too powerful to be easily breached.

Realizing this, Arthur realized that as long as the Platinum Griffin was conscious of the defense, they would not be able to break through the griffon's shield even if it took them days and nights. It's just a matter of time for Lang to keep going.

"Hmph, that's not fun. Arthur sheathed his sword, then turned and walked away, "I'll come back to you tomorrow when I win against Leon Dugens." "I'll just look forward to it. The Platinum Griffin sneered haughtily.

"Arthur?" Bediwell looked at Arthur as he returned from defeat.

"Let's go, let's leave the Imperial Capital Ruins for some distance first, and then teleport home. Arthur said.

"But—" Bediwell had to trot to follow.

"Don't you understand?" Arthur whispered as he walked away, "that guy dares to use such advanced protective magic in an area full of heterogeneous photons, which proves how delicate his control of photons is. That's the insurmountable power gap between epic photon creatures and us mortals, and this gap can't be caught up overnight. "But are we going to go for nothing?" Tristan said dissatisfied.

"No," Arthur said, "it's worth the trip to meet such a rare breed as the Platinum Griffin, and to find out what this guy is capable of." "I didn't know you were so interested in zoology. Tristan quipped.

"There must be a meaning to all this. Arthur said thoughtfully, "We'll have to visit London's Black History Library again when we get back." There is some information I would like to look up. "I'm going to go with you on another trip to muddy water?" Alas, I hope the tunnels dug before are still useful. Tristan sighed.