Chapter 543: Infiltrating the Abyss (6)

At the same time, the Pure Land of Avalon.

A snow-white unicorn flew into the sky and landed beside King Othur. King Othur reached out and touched his horse's head, and the unicorn immediately turned into a spear about five feet long. The unicorn's spiral-shaped, sharp horns became the head of the spear, and it emitted a cold white light.

"See, if you give a command, the Holy Spirit can be turned into a weapon. While the Round Table system collects spirits to create the Holy Spirit, it inherently gives the Holy Spirit the ability to turn into weapons. Arthur listened silently to the other party's explanation.

However, it is only your Holy Spirit that can change in this way. King Oshur looked at Arthur with mocking eyes, "You don't even have a Holy Spirit of your own. "You don't have to worry about that. Arthur replied in a cold tone. I don't know why, he just couldn't summon his Holy Spirit. King Oshur had said that it was because Arthur had no [desire], but what was it?

Arthur set his eyes on the two Holy Spirits not far away. Greenway's spirit immediately winked at Arthur, who avoided her gaze and walked over to the White Wolf of the Holy Spirit in Bediwell: "Come on, Bedi, change something for me." He put his hand on the white wolf's forehead, and the white wolf understood Arthur's thoughts and began to hold back his attention. After a long time, the white wolf's form began to transform, turning into a longbow.

"You idiot!" Arthur immediately scolded, "I don't know how to use a bow!" "Oh woo!" The white wolf turned back into his prototype, ran away a few steps and shrank in the corner, shivering, looking innocent and pitiful.

King Oshur immediately gloated: "Don't force him, what weapon the Holy Spirit can turn into is decided at the beginning." That kid was a knight with a bow, right?" "Shut up! I said he would change!" Arthur walked over and grabbed the white wolf's ears and pulled them, and at the same time threatened with a fierce face: "Hurry up and turn into a sword, or I'll cook you!" "Woo woo" The white wolf held back helplessly for a while, and finally turned into a long sword.

"Hehe, if you do your best, you can still do it. Arthur picked up the white wolf sword and turned to look at King Othur in a demonstrative manner.

"Even if he can barely turn into another weapon, he can't play the liliang he should be. King Osher said disapprerovingly, "Moreover, I created this Holy Spirit only to make it feasible for the Round Table System to be used in other races. I took only a very small part of the child's spirituality, and his liliang was greatly restricted. "Oh, really?" said Arthur, his hand already cold, swinging a sword. A razor-sharp vacuum wave slashed at King Aoser, and the barely visible blade of air was pointed at King Ulthur's neck!

"Hmph. King Oshur was not distracted as he spoke, and with a slight tilt of his back, the vacuum wave flew over his head, shaving off only a few of his hairs.

"I think he does have a decent ranged attack. King Othur stood firm, and at the same time straightened the hair on his forehead.

Arthur touched the white wolf sword in his hand, the sword carried the body temperature and pulse of the white wolf, and it seemed to be extremely heavy in Arthur's hands, but in fact it was almost weightless. There was an extremely thin crack on the blade of the White Wolf Sword, so thin that it was almost invisible. It was from this crack that the vacuum blade just now was punched, and it seemed to use the principle of cutting through the photons in the space when the blade was swung at high speed.

The other side of the blade is covered with bizarre jagged barbs of unknown purpose.

As an incomplete Holy Spirit, with such power, the child's potential may be enormous. King Othur spoke with a straight face, as if it were none of his business.

King Othur had clearly extracted his spirit to make the Holy Spirit without Bedigwell's consent, and now he was so contemptuously belittled Bedig's White Wolf of the Holy Spirit, Arthur was furious when he heard it.

The young man clenched the white wolf sword in his hand.

"Oh, is the fight going on?" King Osser's expectant gaze turned to Arthur.

"No, wait a little longer. I'll need to familiarize myself with how to use this sword. Arthur tried to keep himself calm.

"Listen to me. King Osser's face didn't care, probably thinking that Arthur would not have a chance of winning even if he had the white wolf sword in his hand.

"I'm going to practice in the backyard - don't peek!" Arthur said with his sword and walked towards the backyard of the house.

At the same time, the dark region, the Turkic moorland.

"That's it. Argus briefly told the elephant chieftain Tutan the purpose of his visit to the Everglades, and his words were not sincere, but they were generous and decent, and there was no rudeness at all.

Tutan sat in the cabin, taking a few puffs from time to time with a huge pipe, as he carefully surveyed the three visitors from afar. He pretended to be interested in Argus's words, and from time to time he whispered [uh-huh], but his eyes always wandered to the leopard girl beside Palamides.

The leopard-man woman with black hair all over her body was actually Vivien's transformation. Why she did this, Palamides was also puzzled, but it was inconvenient to ask on such an occasion.

"I have a general idea of the matter. Tutan interrupted Argus and shook his pipe in the ashtray a few times, "The Glicks have been unlucky these days, not only attacked by succubi, but also ravaged by the plague - but the mandala grass is only a legend after all. I've lived for more than a hundred years and haven't seen it once. Are you sure there really is?" "I'm sure. I just need to figure out how to get it. Argus said in an almost paranoid tone, "Please, let's go find it." The lives of 30,000 people infected with the plague were at stake in the city of Athens. "And the lives of my sons. Palamides couldn't help but interject.

Indeed, it is unreasonable for people to be turned away from their doors by such a plea. "But it's not appropriate to let outsiders wander around the Everglades like that—" The elephants, though mild-mannered, were not gentle enough to allow suspicious strangers to run into their backyards and wander around.

Things seem to have reached an impasse, and there is no way for everyone to come up with a solution for both.

"Wow, wow, wow. The baby's crying interrupted everyone's thoughts.

"Wait a minute," Vivien said, standing up and walking into the cabin, picking up a leopard baby. She held the baby in pity and put the bottle into the child's mouth, "Little Hal is hungry, a little noisy, sorry." "Howl?" Tutan set his gaze on the baby.

It was the child of a pregnant woman whom the elephant man had saved with his life. We named him Hal Pavher. Paver appears to be the elephant man's family name. Argus explained.

"Oh, yes. Paffer is the one who was sent out from here. Tutan replied absentmindedly, "I didn't expect him to end up like this." Through his sacrifice, life was extended? What a wonderful reincarnation. Vivien coaxed the child to drink, and her face showed a rare maternal kindness, and all this was also seen by Tutan.

"That young lady, you don't have to work hard to pretend to be a leopard man. You can be restored to your true self before me. I've seen you since I was a kid. Your smell is unforgettable, even now. Vivien frowned: "Sure enough, I was still recognized by you." By the end of her sentence, she had quickly changed from the appearance of a female black panther to the appearance of a human woman.

This succubus with beautiful black hair, whether in human or orc form, has an amazing beauty that makes people admire.

Tutan, the Elephant Patriarch, put down his pipe and praised heartily, "As beautiful as eighty years ago, Vivienne [of the Dark Sisters]." "Woman, goddess?!" exclaimed Palamides in a low voice.

"That was a long time ago, don't care. Vivien looked a little embarrassed, "As I said, the Everglades were originally the birthplace of succubi, and in ancient times, the natives here still worshipped succubi as gods—" "Not so [ancient], and still believed in them five hundred years ago. Tutan corrected, "Until the goddesses get tired of the moor, and scatter their things." "It's not that we're tired. I just can't stand the Mogoth anymore. Vivien sighed.

Vivien's two younger sisters, Morgoth and Morgan, are the mad Chaos Maker and the terrifying Dark Avenger. Vivien can't stand these two sisters, and it's a matter of course. Palamides thought to herself, Vivien was the only one in [The Dark Three] who was a normal person. It's a tragedy that she has such sisters.

Vivien immediately cast a razor-sharp gaze at the big black panther: what Palamides was thinking just now was sensed by Vivien.

"Uh, I'm sorry. Palami immediately said to his wife.

"Okay. Tutan seemed to have made some kind of determination, and stood up and said, "Let it be settled." I'll accompany you on your search for mandala grass. But on the other hand, please take me to [The NamelessRuin] once, Goddess-sama. Vivien looked reluctant, "[Nameless Ruins]? Yes, but there's nothing left there—" "I just have something I want to confirm." Tutan said ambiguously.

Looking at Palamides with a puzzled face, Vivien only gave a look: "I'll explain it to you later." "Then let's all come to the village. As soon as we are ready, we will set off. Tutan said.

In fact, the Skidplatheny Ark where they were located had already reached the Turkic village, and they had to step out of the cabin to the doorstep of the elephant people. And the [Silver Shadow] ship is now moored in the giant dock of the Ark.