Chapter 1159: Fierce Battle in the Oasis (12)

Arthur instantly flew to the chest of the Thorn Giant, and the holy sword in his hand had gathered an astonishing amount of energy, ready to attack in the dazzling golden light!

At the same time, Bediwell, who had slammed Arthur into the air, could not resist the influence of gravity after all, and finally fell weakly!

Dozens of crimson thorn branches stabbed at the werewolf in the shape of a sharp pile, and each shot was aimed at Bediwell's vital point! The werewolf who did not expect the opponent to kill was simply flawed in the process of falling, and he was unable to dodge the attack of these thorns!

Whoosh!Tristan, the Fish-Man Prince, shoots a plug-in from the dagger, causing it to explode in front of Bedeville!The medical gel quickly expands in an umbrella shape, forming a protective shield in front of the werewolf!

However, the protective shield could not completely stop the piercing attack of the thorns, and a large number of spikes slowed down the trend slightly, but still attacked the werewolf with a deadly momentum!

Huzz!—— King Arthur's holy sword turned into a giant blade, slicing the thorn giant's chest in half!

!—— deadly thorn pierced someone's body at the same time!

"Bedi!!" King Arthur, who had just killed his opponent, realized the incident below and immediately shouted.

"Tristan!!" Bediwell exclaimed in the same way, looking at Tristan, the fish-man prince beside him, who had been pierced through his body by thorns!

Just now, just before the werewolf was about to be hit, Tristan rushed up! He used his body to knock Bediwell away, sparing the werewolf from the disaster, while the Fish-Man Prince himself was pierced through his chest and abdomen by five sharp thorn branches!

"Huh?" Tristan spat out a mouthful of blood and whispered incredulously, "What's going on?

"Tristan! No !——" Bediwell rushed over to check on the situation as soon as he landed, only to see the Fish-Man Prince lying dying in a pool of blood. The crimson thorns that pierced Tristan's body withered and vanished at an alarming rate, leaving only five massive cavities. This hastened the massive hemorrhage of the fish-man prince, and the situation can be described as very critical!

"Damn!" Ivan caught up as well, pulling out his dagger and pressing the plug-in's trigger, squirting a large amount of medical gel from the plug-in, temporarily plugging the Fish-Man Prince's wounds.

"Woohhhh And what the fish-man prince could see in his eyes was Bedeville, kneeling beside him, his face pale and full of guilt.

The same scene, déjà vu. Tristan had a memory in his mind that seemed to be about to come back to life, but he couldn't really remember it. There is only a faint sadness, and indescribable nostalgia.

(Who the hell are you?) (Why are you doing this qiē for me, and why am I doing this qiē for you?) (This qiē cannot be explained by common sense. Unless, we were—)" How's Tristan doing?" King Arthur, who had slain the Thorn Giant, hurried over to check on the Fish-Man Prince's injuries.

"Three important organs were damaged, but I used medical gel to help him temporarily stop the bleeding and relieve the pain, and he was able to hold on for a little longer. Evan said, as he used the dagger in his hand to continuously spray medical cryogenic aerosol to freeze the medical gel wrapped around Tristan's wound. The moderate cold had the effect of astringent wounds and inhibiting bleeding, and the fish-man prince's signs of life gradually stabilized, and he lost consciousness and lay calmly on the ground.

King Arthur glanced at Bediwell again: "Tristan, this selfish little bastard would actually help you block the knife? You know, even when I was in the most danger, this guy has never tried to help me block the knife?—— is the sun going to rise in the west tomorrow?" Bediwell didn't speak, he was still in confusion. He was so uncertain that he didn't even have the ability to organize language.

At the same time, the crimson thorn giant, which had been cut in half and had fallen, began to move again! The thorns continued to regenerate and entangle with each other, forming the giant's body again! It would soon stand up and fight again!

"Damn! isn't that enough to kill it?" Arthur gritted his teeth and clenched his sword to fight.

"Woo" Bedivel let out a muffled snort, and the prosthetic leg of his left arm began to move uncontrollably!

Or maybe something in the prosthetic leg of his left arm began to move uncontrollably, pulling the prosthetic limb! Sky blue vines emerged from his arm! The power of the Sacred Tree Seed was out of control!!

"Bedi?!" Arthur looked at the vines that came out of the werewolf's arms, and his heart was cold: "Why can't even you ——!" He thought that the vines that came out of the werewolf's hands were part of this crazy forest, and thought that Bediwell had been parasitized by plants and even controlled. The Knight King was shocked, but he was also ready to fight the werewolves - but his worries were completely unnecessary!

The Sacred Tree Seed had no intention of harming Arthur and the others, it continued to swell and grow into a sky-blue vine, until its main body was completely emerging from Bedeville's prosthetic leg!

In a matter of seconds, it had grown into a giant, a sky-blue vine giant! the exact opposite of the crazy crimson thorn giant, the vine giant glowed with a soft and beautiful sky blue!

And the Crimson Thorn Giant has also completed its regeneration, rising from the ground, intending to continue the fight!

If there are two camps in the world, the real [Justice] and [Evil], then the two giants, the red and the blue, must be on their own at this moment. Only God knows who is righteous and who is evil!

"Bediwell, where the hell did you get this stuff?!" Arthur glared at the young werewolf in surprise as he looked at the two giants facing each other.

Bediwell also muttered to himself, with indescribable surprise on his face: "[Seed of the Sacred Tree]--a gift from the Druid Prophet Master Multani This guy didn't need my orders and moved himself?!" "You actually took this kind of thing to the exam, you cheating guy!" Ivan complained at the moment and Tristan's previous complaint, and the two really had a brotherly synchronization rate!

Bediwell scratched his head: "Don't mention this yet!" Boom!!While everyone was talking, the two giants, red and blue, were already fighting. With their size, with their destructive power, a small trick is in vain, and only pinching each other with bare hands is the most correct and effective way to play!

Although the whole body of the Sky Blue Giant formed by the Seed of the Sacred Tree was composed of soft vines, it did not soften its hands at all, and every punch it threw was powerful! It and the Crimson Thorn Giant collided with each other with their fists, and each punch stirred up a roar that shook the heavens and the earth!

"Uh-huh!" the crowd on the ground half-crouched against the endless shockwaves of the battle between the two giants. They fought so hotly and the scene was so chaotic that Arthur and the others had no room to meddle at all! However, Arthur still put the Sword of the Holy King in the King's Sheath, and gathered his strength to be ready to deliver a fatal blow to the Crimson Thorn Giant!

"We'll have to do everything we can to get things done here and send Tristan back for healing!" Ivan reminded as he looked after the Fish-Man Prince, "He can only last another half an hour at most!" A bean-sized cold sweat broke out from the corner of Bediwell's forehead. The situation was urgent, and the time they had left was actually far less than thirty minutes! No matter how fast the dragoons were, it would take at least ten minutes to get Tristan back from here to the battleship anchored in Cairo on the outskirts of the city!

In other words, to completely deal with the Crimson Thorn Giant and lift martial law in this isolated area within the remaining twenty minutes!

The Azure Vine Giant was still at odds with the Crimson Thorn Giant, but it was only a giant formed from the Sacred Tree's seed. The Sacred Tree Seed is the seed of a tree, no matter how unique it is, compared to the crimson seed condensed by the entire forest, there is a clear difference in strength between the two! The Sacred Tree Seed alone is not enough! Bediwell must do something!

Boom rumble!—— but the two giants are still in a fierce battle, and no one can intervene! If you approach rashly, you will be smashed into meat sauce by the two giants' fists that are so fast that they can barely be seen. Bediwell: It's already hard for them to stay out of reach!

There's no other way, that's the only way to do it—Bediwell pulled out a small glass bottle from his pocket.

King Arthur had seen and heard of the glass bottle of the crimson enigmatic liquid, but he had never understood its mystery. He only vaguely understood that it was a potion that could change his fate - as long as he paid enough price, he could change his fate (Kama)!

The Knight King watched as Bedwell uncorked the glass bottle, and watched as the werewolf held the glass bottle alof, intending to drink the potion. His mind was filled with the idea of stopping the werewolf from drinking the medicine, but his body was indifferent, as if expecting Bedeville to drink the medicine!

The young werewolf opened his mouth wide and was about to drink the crimson potion, but the other man's hand suddenly reached out and stopped him.

"No" Tristan, who was supposed to be unconscious, whispered in a silky weakness, "Don't drink" "I have to." There's no time!" Bediwell's tone was extremely firm.

"You've already lost half of your liver, and if you drink it, you might lose the other half of your liver," Tristan squinted his eyes and said, "If you don't have a liver, you'll die in five minutes, and you won't be able to survive the moment they come back" "Even so, I" "No!" The Fishman Prince interrupted the werewolf, snatched the glass bottle from the werewolf with the last of his strength, and threw it out: "Don't die Babe" Crack! The glass bottle fell to the ground, and the crimson potion splashed all over the ground, never to be recovered.

The Fish-Man Prince was also severely injured and fell into a coma again.