Chapter 2233: Warrior Legacy (7)

"Were you there then, Beddyville?" the blonde boy asked the great white wolf seeing all this.

"I'm ...... It's just that you don't remember me anymore. Bediwell replied. There are extremely complex reasons for Bediwell's existence to be forgotten by the whole world. But he didn't want to explain it anymore.

"Let's not mention that. Can anyone explain what is going on here?" Arthur then asked, "Why is it that the old things that happened nine hundred years ago are coming back to us?"

"Maybe it's just an illusion, that some system in the Warrior's Grave recorded what we did back then, and now it's just a holographic re-projection of the events of that year?" Bediwell guessed, "Maybe ------"

He said as he leaned out to look, but the werewolf boy on the other side, Bediwell, seemed to sense something and turned his head to look this way.

Bediwell, a werewolf boy from the original world nine hundred years ago, and Bediwell, a human wolf from another world nine hundred years later, looked at each other, and their hearts stopped beating instantly.

"Wow!" the great white wolf retracted his head and hid behind the stones.

"It was just ...... The werewolf boy blinked: "Illusion? There are still demonic beasts wandering around the labyrinth, but they haven't attacked?"

"It's not an illusion...... Bediwell, the frightened man-wolf, said to the blonde boy Arthur, "The ones over there are real people. ＂

"How is that possible!" Arthur was startled: "Are you sure?"

"I was almost discovered by [myself] just now, what do you say?" The big white wolf saw that Arthur also wanted to go out to look, and hurriedly stopped him: "Don't mess around! If we have contact with us now, maybe we will change history!"

"But that's too much," the Knight King snorted, "what the hell is going on? Why do we see ourselves nine hundred years ago? Is the flow of time partially disturbed in the warrior's grave?"

"I don't know...... But that seems to be the only explanation. ＂

"Merlin, is Merlin there?" Arthur hurriedly called Merlin, but received no response.

"Damn! There's just no signal at this time. He snorted. This was a matter of course, after all, they had now gone deep into the deepest part of the labyrinth of the Warrior's Grave, almost cut off from the outside world, and it was strange that they could call Merlin, who was watching everything outside.

"When we're out of here, we'll go to Merlin and ask for clarification. Bediwell then said, "It's not good to stay here, let's go quickly!"

"Wait. Arthur said that this time he was very careful to peek out, "They should be leaving." ＂

Arthur, the black-haired boy opposite, was holding the sword of the king high at the moment, making the sword glow golden in midair.

The holy sword came to the world, the king ascended the throne, and the bell of the ukiyo-e resounded throughout Pantoraken. It was from this moment that Arthur began to embark on the road of kings, challenging the heavenly knights, challenging Avalon, challenging the entire dark region, and even challenging fate itself.

At that historic moment, Arthur now re-watched it in the third person, which is really full of mixed feelings.

"How did I look so mediocre before. He complained.

"Huh......?"

The black-haired boy's face was not handsome at all, it could even be said to be ugly, although Arthur would never say that he was ugly, just mediocre.

"That bean sprout-like guy, that scab face, malnourished face, is it really my face?" he complained again.

"That's your face," Bediwell chimed in, "don't you even recognize your own face...... ＂

"The face I see in the mirror is more pleasing to the eye than that face. The blonde boy said.

Bediville stopped talking. That sounds stupid enough. The self that people see in the mirror is actually a mirror image of the left and right. It's not uncommon to look in the mirror and think it's pleasing to the eye, but when you actually see your original image, you don't feel pleasing to the eye.

While Arthur was struggling with this matter, the expedition team over there was also preparing to leave. They walked to the end of the wall of smoke and quickly disappeared into the translucent smoke, as if they had never existed in the plane in the first place.

Immediately afterward, the translucent wall of smoke that blocked their progress disappeared completely, leaving only a huge empty battlefield on the scene, except for the dragon golem ------ the steel god dragon, still standing in place.

"Would you like to go and see, Arthur?" asked Beddivi.

"That guy hasn't touched it since I stopped it nine hundred years ago, and I've sent a lot of scholars to study it, but he still hasn't managed to start it. Arthur said in resentment as he walked towards the Iron Dragon, "I suspect I smashed its control panel by mistake when I smashed it, so I guess it won't move again." ＂

"Uh. Bediwell was speechless, it turned out that Arthur was the culprit who kept the dragon golem from moving. If it could have been able to move, it would have been a powerful secret weapon in many crucial battles.

At this time, Arthur had already walked up to the huge dragon golem and looked up at the giant object with a look of disgust: "And even if it can move, we don't have a way to control it accurately. The things written on the panel are ancient characters that we can't read or decipher. If this guy moves and makes a fuss, we're going to bother us even more. ＂

"Uh-huh," Beddeville gradually lost interest in the dragon golem and turned to check on other things in the venue. The hall was large and empty, and there wasn't really much to look at. In addition to the huge anvil that was originally used to hold the King's Sword in place, there were only some stone tablets next to it. The steles, which contain inscriptions that Bediville could not understand at all, are so strong that they have not been damaged in the slightest in previous wars. There is also a dragon carved on the stele, and the carving can even be described by the word exquisite, which will give people the illusion that there is a real dragon lying on the stele.

The anvil is still the same as the one it was back then, it is estimated to be very heavy, or the same principle as the King's Sword, it is fixed (locked) in the space where it exists by some special technology, and maybe even it is fixed to the floor, and the ground is cast as one. Kai turned into a giant and drew his sword with all his might, even if he couldn't pull the sword of the king out of the anvil, he should at least lift the hilt of the sword into the air along with the anvil. However, the anvil did not move at all, which was very strange.

"Arthur?" The big white wolf was still observing the things around him, and suddenly turned around and realized that there was no one behind him, so he increased his voice and shouted, "Where are you?"

"Here!" the blond boy had already run to the "cockpit" of the steel dragon and sat down, waving at Bediville from above, "Can you climb up?"

"Why did you climb to that kind of place?" Bediwell turned into a human wolf, jumped to the knees of the huge dragon golem, and then began to climb: "It's dangerous, be careful to fall down and break your leg." ＂

"You crow's mouth. When the wolf climbed into the cockpit, the blonde boy gave him a white look: "And it's so crowded, make me smaller." ＂

"Long-winded!" the muscular hunky man-wolf also knew that he couldn't squeeze into the cockpit designed for a single ride, and immediately turned back into a big white wolf. Still, the blonde boy and the big white wolf sit in this cockpit together, which is a bit crowded.

"This thing has been sitting on for hundreds of years, keeping the cockpit open?" Bediwell grumbled, grabbing curiously at the pile of push-button actuators on the control panel that he didn't understand the purpose of.

"That's it. We didn't even understand how to lock up its cockpit, so it sat like this for nine hundred years. Arthur smiled bitterly: "And looking at the way it looks now, no adventurer has ever arrived here and touched this golem in the past nine hundred years." ＂

"It's really not as good as the generation. Bedeville snorted.

"Don't blame the adventurers. There's really not much left in the underground labyrinth of the Warrior's Grave to explore. There is no treasure at all, but there are a lot of murder traps, and only fools will venture deep into this kind of place. ＂

Bediwell couldn't hold back a laugh: "You want to say we're fools......?"

"We are special, I remember the way we came in, and we walked in without any risk. The Knight King defended himself.

"Heh, whatever you ------want," the big white wolf yawned, "Looks like there's nothing worth investigating anymore." Can we go back? I'm sleepy to come to a place like this with you in the middle of the night. I really want to go back to sleep now. Or is it better to sleep here? At least it's safe in the cockpit, and there's a kind of fascination that you don't have to worry about catching a cold when you sleep here. ＂

"You lazy. Arthur rubbed Bedeville's head: "But...... Heat?"

"Don't you feel it? I was just feeling it when I was crouching here, and there was a faint heat on the floor. Well, right where I'm sitting. The big white wolf shook his ass.

Arthur frowned as if he suddenly noticed something, "Get up, Bedi." Let me check it out. ＂

"Check...... My ass?"

"Stupid. Arthur took the big white wolf aside and reached for the floor on the right side of the driver's seat. Bediwell was right, there was a faint warmth coming from the ground. This kind of heat had never been seen before, and when the expedition of the original world Ryasser came to study and investigate at least nine hundred years ago, they had never found this warm floor in the cockpit of the dragon golem.

Is it because someone sat in it and accidentally activated some of the systems of the Iron Celestial Dragon?

Or is it that nine hundred years have passed, and the steel god dragon that was originally shut down has been activated again?

Arthur studied the warm floor with curiosity, and after searching for a long time, he finally found a small groove that was delicately hidden in the floor. He inserted his nails into the groove and carefully lifted it out, lifting a palm-sized partition. Hidden under the partition on the warm floor just now was a small, glowing button. I don't know what it was for, but it's certain that this button is probably the only device still working inside the dragon golem that has been sleeping for nine hundred years.

Arthur didn't hesitate to press that button.

"Wow!" the great white wolf exclaimed, not expecting the partition on the dragon golem's chest to suddenly close. His tail was almost caught in the locked partition.

Then, in the cockpit that was completely closed, a golden light began to ripple.

"It's activated?" Bediwell snorted, "Isn't it going to be another big fuss?!"

Arthur frowned, "No. It's ------"

A golden light converged on the low ceiling above them. The originally small cockpit suddenly became open, not because of how open it was, but because the space on the ceiling was "opened".

That's a portal. And I'm afraid it's a [door] to somewhere other than the warrior's grave.