Chapter 578: Duel in the Heavenly Abyss (7)

I was so busy with the matter of neutralizers that I didn't think about it before. Now that I look back and understand the ins and outs of the matter as a whole, I realize that there is a huge incongruity.

Vivien stopped.

"Well, Vivien?" asked Palamides when he saw his wife stop.

"No, it's not logical. Vivien muttered.

"What's illogical?" "The foxes use young orcs to do dark organism cultivation experiments. Vivien repeated along the lines of thought, "According to this reasoning, the children must have been infected by shadows?" "Of course. Otherwise, how to cultivate shadow monsters. Palamides replied presumably, unaware of the incongruity.

"That's weird: wouldn't the self-destructive factor in those sick and weak individuals infected with the Shadows be activated?" Vivien continued, "According to this logic, Zhalfir must have died a long time ago from [the Crimson Plague]? After figuring out the strange situation, even Palamides gasped, "That's true!" "What about Weishenme?weishenme, can that kid survive until now?" Vivien asked Palamides rhetorically, "What kept him alive? What prevented [the Self-Destruct Factor] from killing him?" Palamides was dumbfounded by the question, "I don't know." The answer was already taking shape in Vivien's mind, and it was coming to Vivien: "The only possibility is that the foxes have [neutralizers], and there are a lot of them." This is a necessary condition in order to breed a large number of shadow monsters - they may even have the recipe for [neutralizers] -

Palamy, the children are saved! If we can find the research institute of the foxes, we can hope to find a neutralizer, or a formula for a neutralizer! This time we can save both Zhalfir and Segrade, and we don't have to worry about choosing who to save again!" "Yes!" The big cat was ecstatic, "Well, we'll be right away—" The next second, his expression became extremely depressed again: "Not good, too bad." How many fox institutes have we destroyed? I wonder if there is anything left-" "The foxes are so cunning, they must have a remaining research institute, hidden deep in Romani's territory. Vivien said confidently.

"I hope it's true—" Paramides shook his spirits, "Help me to the Tutan chief." He should know something!" Ten minutes later, in the bridge [of the Skidflatney Ark].

"Well, of course. After hearing Palamides's words, the Elephant Patriarch put down his pipe and took a soft puff of his cigarette, "Just a few weeks ago, that werewolf kid* and his friend destroyed one, just northwest of our territory. (*Note: Refers to Bediville.) "Oh, don't!" exclaimed Palamides, holding his head. There is another fox research institute on Shijie, and the hope of saving the children is slimmer.

"However, there seems to be some left* from the Institute. Are you going to check it out?" Tutan looked disapproving.

(*Note: The lowest part of the Institute, where the White Bear People were "kept in captivity", was not affected by the Big Bang.) It was protected by a protective shield by the ** master Merlin and survived. Palamides and Vivien looked at each other: the answer was yes. Since that was the zuihou hope they could catch, they didn't have a reason not to go.

"Hmph. Tutan sneered, "At ten o'clock, full speed ahead." Destination, Zongurdaq region. "The elephants on the bridge were immediately busy, operating the ark and speeding forward at an alarming speed. Within a minute, after a bit of shaking, the boat stopped.

"It's already there?" said Palamides.

"It's not far off. Tutan got up from the captain's chair, "Come on, let's go down and walk." Their destination was the very bottom of a hundred-foot-deep pit beneath the ark.

At the same time, the Pure Land of Avalon.

"Hah!" Arthur slashed a sword in the air, and a massive three-hundred-foot-long blade of light slashed across the body of the Holy Spirit Steel Dragon.

However, the wounds it causes are insignificant. In front of a three-thousand-foot-long behemoth, this small attack is equivalent to scratching an itch.

"Ahh The vacuum waves combined into a giant vacuum blade, slashing at the dragon in waves.

It didn't work. It's not even an itch. The vacuum blade couldn't penetrate the dragon's hundred-foot-thick armor. Even if there is an occasional bruise, that scrape will heal quickly in the next instant!

Arthur felt bad. Even if the Holy Spirit Dragon stood still and let others slaughter it now, they would not be able to hurt the dragon in the slightest. Arthur's side is one man and one wolf, and the destructive power caused is far from enough to threaten this huge monster.

It's like pricking a cow with a needle the size of a mosquito: no matter how sharp your needle is and how hard it is as sharp as mud, the cow will not be hurt in the slightest.

The decisive difference between the big and the small creates an insurmountable gap in offensive and defensive strength.

The only method Arthur had left to use was to summon the Phantom Crimson Dragon [Anglo Moore].

The biggest problem is that the Crimson Dragon is not so "obedient". It wasn't a spirit that Arthur could summon if he wanted to.

Spirits, unlike the Holy Spirit, are aggregates of the [group unconscious]. They reside on the user, and require some kind of emotion from the user to explode to the extreme in order to manifest the phantom.

Arthur's crimson dragon is a collection of [Anger]. Only when Arthur's anger erupts to the extreme can he summon the crimson dragon [Anglo Moore].

Arthur didn't have that anger now. King Arthur was hateful, but he didn't make Arthur's anger explode to the extreme. On the contrary, King Othur was largely an honorable man (the Holy Spirit), and Arthur somewhat admired him.

In the face of such an opponent, how to ignite anger is a huge problem.

"Uh-huh-hmm," the Holy Spirit Dragon laughed contemptuously after enduring countless attacks, "This is the strongest attack you can come up with, it's not enough to see at all!" His sneer reverberated back and forth throughout the Avalonian Pure Land, making the boy's ears tingle.

"It's time to settle you guys. zuihou ten seconds—" King Othur began the countdown to death.

(There's no other way.) "Nine. (Use that trick.) Arthur put the King's Sword in the King's Sheath and began to charge up for it.

"Eight. "The Sword of the Holy King overtook in the scabbard, and an astonishing number of photons stirred, coalesced, condensed, and sublimated in that small piece of time and space!

"Seven!" the white wolf leaped forward, and Arthur jumped onto the white wolf's back.

"Six!" the white wolf galloped with the boy on his shoulder, clinging to the body of the Holy Spirit Dragon and speeding up - pointing directly at the dragon's forehead!

"Five!" At the same time, Arthur unleashed [The Third Miracle - Photon Creation].

Out of nowhere, the photons of the different shijie that emerged from another time and space flowed out of Arthur's body and filled into the Sword of the Holy King!

From himself, from the king's sheath, and also from Arthur's body, a large number of photons were obtained, and the liliang condensed in the sword of the holy king was huge to an unprecedented level!

"Four!" the white wolf galloped away, carrying Arthur to the dragon's chest.

"Three. The dragon was still counting down quietly, not caring what Arthur was going to do next.

The Sword of the Holy King in Arthur's sheath had overridden to a very dangerous point, as if the photons of the entire universe were gathered in it.

"II. The Holy Spirit White Wolf Zuihou suddenly leaped forward and rushed in front of the Holy Spirit Steel Dragon.

Arthur jumped out of the white wolf's back and flew to the dragon's forehead!

"One!" the sword of the Holy King, unsheathed!

Brighter than the sun, an earth-shattering blow that exploded above the dragon's head!

[Triple King Blade], with the power of slicing through the heavens and the earth, stabbed at the center of the dragon's eyebrows!