Chapter 1480: Beginning in the Night of the Curse (38)

"There is a limit to the total amount of photons that a person can withstand in a lifetime.

Eating, or getting photons directly from the environment, makes one's body healthy and strong.

However, these photons are [free photons], which must be excreted from the body after a certain period, and people will replenish the photons of the stars by means such as eating in the next life cycle. In this great cycle of photons entering and exiting, in addition to gaining the strength to survive, people will gradually age.

So, if you use powerful magic or other props to use up the amount of photons that you should have endured in your lifetime in a very short period of time? This is what petrification is all about. Petrification is actually the inevitable punishment of death that people have to face when they have exhausted their lives in a short period of time. ＂

Lianyin nodded, she understood all this. As a magician, you must know a lot about the phenomenon of petrification. Petrification, which could have killed a magician at any moment, is a phenomenon that a magician fears most deeply. Therefore, magicians will be very careful before deciding to use a magic trick, and only use it after weighing the pros and cons.

"Of course, Lianyin, you were originally Partimo, the product of the ancient people's research on immortality. Vivien continued, "Your words, even if your whole body is petrified, will not really die, and will automatically de-petrify after a period of dormancy, right? ＂

Lianyin nodded again. As a "living legacy" left by ancient people, Partimo has a greater advantage over ordinary humans. Lianyin can use powerful high-level magic without any scruples, and she doesn't have to worry about petrification that will actually kill her.

"When I turned into a stone statue, it was actually quite dangerous. Lianyin involuntarily added: "At that time, I will fall into a deep sleep, my whole body will not move, if I am attacked by someone at that time, I will definitely die." ＂

"I know that very well. Vivien picked up and said, "Okay, but that's not the point. Let's get back to the point. ＂

She manipulated the mechanical arm and cautiously approached Daniel's statue.

"It is generally believed that a person who is petrified has no means of recovery—even if he is not petrified all over, even if there are a few organs alive inside, and a thick stone shell on the outside. She said, "It's generally thought to be so, right? So it's also common to think that as long as you have that thick petrified layer on the outside, you can't save people." No matter what the panacea is, it is absolutely impossible to pass through that petrified layer and inject the potion into the living part of the patient's body without damaging the patient - but is that really the case?"

The mechanical arm grabbed the syringe and positioned it on the Celestial Spirit Cap of Daniel's stone statue, and seemed to have a tendency to insert the syringe into the Celestial Spirit Cap.

"I discovered that although the petrification of the human body spreads throughout the body, the ability of human cells to resist petrification, especially the ability of each organ, is completely different. Vivien said, "I've found that the human brain is the most resistant to petrification. Even if the other organs of the body are petrified, the brain can remain soft until it is completely petrified, or the brain dies due to lack of oxygen. ＂

Sure enough, the syringe pierced into the stone statue's Heavenly Spirit Cover. At first, she thought that the syringe would encounter a thick, petrified skull and not be able to penetrate it, but her guess was wrong again. Vivien was clearly aware of the anatomy of the human body, and she knew that human skulls were actually made up of multiple skulls with tiny gaps between them. It was through these cracks that the needle passed through the sturdy skull and pierced directly into the brain of Daniel's stone statue.

The white, glowing liquid is injected into the patient's body little by little until the entire barrel of the syringe is filled with fluid. But Daniel's stone statue has not changed in the slightest.

"Is that all it takes?" asked Lianyin.

"Be patient, this is not a panacea for resurrection, how can it work immediately as soon as it is injected!" Vivien controlled the retraction of the mechanical arm in the glass container, and filled the glass container with life-sustaining liquid again: "Be patient for a while." Whether he can be saved or not depends on his own creation (karma). ＂

Lianyin silently looked at the stone statue of the young man in the container, and then snorted. The child's face seemed to have been seen somewhere—though Daniel was now a stone statue, and his face was stiff and grayish-white, and that face looked very different from a real person.

"Let's go, there's a lot of work to be done when we get back. Vivien urged, stepping out of the room first.

Lianyin had no choice but to follow.

And in the darkness, a slender shadow slipped in, lurking in the shadows of the room before the door to the room containing the life-support device closed.

At the same time, on the Red Sea in Africa, the British warship - the Palamides.

"Arthur~" Because he felt that the time was almost up, Bedwell went to the battleship to find King Arthur in the battleroom as promised.

However, the Knight King had been waiting there for a long time, and he was sitting at the table in the middle of the conference room, with his back to the door, when he heard the werewolf youth calling him, and he turned his head to look.

Unexpectedly, the Knight King couldn't help but snort: "Bedi, what's going on with your face?"

"No, nothing. The werewolf young man subconsciously wiped the corners of his mouth, but he didn't expect this wipe, which made him grin in pain. The werewolf didn't know who he was beaten, his nose was swollen and his face was blue, and he looked embarrassed. However, the appearance of this swollen nose and blue face was really funny, which made King Arthur laugh.

"Who did you fight with?" the Knight King asked.

"There's no such thing," Bediwell lied, blushing, "I just accidentally fell down the stairs and fell like this." ＂

"Oh, you're so good at wrestling, you fell down the stairs just enough to hit your head on the ground, bumped on the stairs at least twenty times, and made your face look like that?" King Arthur said, "You stupid wolf, if you want to lie to me, at least try to find a better reason." You said you fell and injured yourself, can you take off your clothes and let me examine the rest of your body?"

"No, no," Bediwell stammered back, "I just"

"Oh, I see. Without waiting for Bediwell to explain, the Knight King, who had amazing analytical skills, immediately connected what he had seen and heard in the battleship and reasoned an answer: "You just said that you want to find a place to practice swordsmanship, and the most suitable open space for practicing in this battleship is on the deck. It just so happened that someone was practicing around there and hadn't returned to the hotel yet, so you ran into it. And then that guy must have made a request to practice with you, and you kid was lured by the agitation of the Fa, so he fought that guy, right?--You lost the fight after being beaten like this?"

Bediwell's face turned purple: "I haven't used a sword for a long time, and my swordsmanship is rusty."

"So you think that the gladiator Berel is stronger than you, simply because the swordsmanship is better than yours. Well. King Arthur let out an intriguing snort, "Let me guess again." The favorite thing for that Bereld guy to do is to provoke his opponent with that trick and make him compete in anger. He's beating you blindfolded, am I right?"

The werewolf's face changed drastically: "It's just a fluke." ＂

And you think that he is a good bully with his blindfolded, and he goes up to challenge again and again, but every time he is beaten away, but every time he is slapped in the face, and over time your face becomes like this. Did I guess right again?"

Bediwell's face got worse: "Well, he's a fluke in a row"

"Oh, Bedi, you still won't throw in the towel, it's a commendable stubbornness. King Arthur taunted his friend with a smile: "But it's better for you to admit it, now you really can't beat the gladiator Berelde." Whether it's with a sword or another weapon you're good at, you probably won't be able to defeat him. Let me guess again, in the previous competition, no matter how much you attacked, you couldn't hurt Bereld once, right?"

Bediwell's face turned black directly: "Okay, Arthur, really don't mention this again"

"But it's understandable that you've lost, little fool. King Arthur couldn't help laughing, "Because you were deceived by Bereld once." ＂

"Uh, what?!"

"You must know that the real strength of the gladiator Bereld does not lie in his exquisite swordsmanship, or in his excellent defense. His true strength lies in his ability to use [Heart's Eye]. If he had anticipated all of his attacks and knew how to dodge, you would not have been able to hit him, no matter how you shot. ＂

Bediwell's face immediately became solemn. I see, is that really so? In fact, whether or not Bereld covered his face to fight against Bediwell had no impact on the outcome of the battle. Because the mind eye technique does not rely on the human eye to confirm the opponent's attack at all.

This world is full of photons, and human consciousness has a linkage with the world of photons all the time. When a person attacks an enemy, he will inevitably show hostility, and this hostility will set off a wave in the world of photons. Fighters skilled in the mind-eye technique can sense this wave, allowing them to know the timing of their opponent's attack, its incoming momentum, and even the precise trajectory of each attack, if any.

Moreover, photons travel at speeds close to the speed of light, while human bodies move much slower than the speed of light. This also means that when a person wants to attack the enemy, his intention will betray him first, and the timing and trajectory of the attack will be revealed as a result, and the opponent may be predicted by the heart and eye.

Therefore, even if Bereld was blindfolded, as long as he kept using the mind-eye technique to predict, it would be impossible for the werewolf youth to hit the gladiator.

Before the opponent made a move, the opponent knew in advance how he was going to make a move, how could Bediwell win?