Chapter 1149: Fierce Battle in the Oasis (2)

~Stop!~ The voice was soft and seren, seeping directly into one's mind. It calms the anger of the world and teaches people to renounce killing and seek peace. Its voice is pervasive, reverberating in the werewolf's soul.

~ If you go on like this, you will lose him. ~ It is like a mother's love, but also like the tolerance of nature, its gentleness is boundless, it is full of hope and compassion.

~ You will lose your friends. ~ Moved by this pity, a tear of blood flowed from the corner of the werewolf's eye. It flowed to a branch on its cheek, and was affected by the power of the sacred tree, and immediately turned into clear teardrops.

The seed of the sacred tree purified and brought Bediwell, who had lost his mind and lost in the sea of madness and chaos, back to the other side of consciousness. This power quickly quelled the "madness" in the Red Wolf of Chaos, stopping the werewolf in time before Bedeville could kill Tristan.

The red glow in Bediwell's eyes began to fade, the bulging muscles of his body contracted back to their original shapes, and his hair turned from crimson to silver, even to something else in the sky-blue glow of the branches of the sacred tree.

"Uhh He was taken aback, and immediately let go of his hand, and the fish-man prince fell to the ground with a thud.

"Woo cough!!" Tristan began to cough violently as soon as he took a breath.

"You bastard, do you want to kill me?!" As soon as he was able to speak, the fish-man prince began to curse viciously: "Crazy! idiot, are you meowing with a burned brain or a burned brain? "I can't tell the difference between friend and foe?" "I'm sorry" Bediwell covered his aching forehead and whispered, "The situation was so critical that I didn't choose" The branches of the sacred tree on his body slowly shrank and retracted into the prosthetic leg of his left arm. Tristan's gaze never took off the mysterious branch. At the moment, he has tens of millions of questions, and there are so many questions that he doesn't know where to start.

"Did you stop me, Seed of the Sacred Tree?" the werewolf whispered, looking at his arm.

"What the hell is that?" Tristan then asked, "We had already left all our belongings on board before we disembarked from the Great Britain battleship, and you actually hid a hand in your arm? Do you know that this is Yan zhòng's cheating?!" "I thought that the power of the Sacred Tree Seed was sealed by the Demon Sealing Bracelet, and it was completely unusable, so it would not have affected the exam," Bediwell muttered. In fact, he did not rely on the power of the tree seed along the way.

Tristan scolded angrily: "It doesn't matter! You kid did carry contraband all the way!Believe it or not, I reported you!" The werewolf avoided the fish-man prince's gaze, and said half-pleadingly: "Don't care about this kind of detail" Unexpectedly, this sentence angered the fish-man prince even more: "You almost killed me just now, and you dare to tell me [don't care about the details]?!" He turned his head to look at the battlefield again. The scenery of this battlefield is far from the one he hid in front of the protective cover, and can only be described by the word "miserable".

The battlefield was full of potholes, countless deep pits corroded by acid, and countless large pits smashed by some kind of crazy force. Many rocks and mud were further impacted and the flat ground rose abruptly, turning the flat meadow into an uneven hill.

And in this chaotic battlefield, the corpses of countless creatures lie everywhere. In addition to the giant stag beetles that shoot acid cannonballs, there are a dozen invisible deadwood mantises, dozens of mushroom monsters, and three deadwood giants. Is it the loud noise that lures these monsters over?

And this meadow full of flytrap traps is even more chaotic. The Venus traps on the ground were triggered a lot, and most of them were trampled to death with a huge blow, and they were killed before they even had time to clamp the opponent's feet. The flytraps were crushed into a blur of flesh, and the green plasma flowed everywhere, and although they were just the flesh of the plant, they still looked very bloody.

"What exactly did you do to kill these monsters in such a short period of time?" Tristan had an incredible look on his face, and the anger in his stomach was completely suppressed by the great shock he felt.

Bediwell did not speak.

Seeing that the werewolf did not answer, the fish-man prince continued to ask, "Does this have anything to do with the fact that you just turned crimson and that you went crazy?" Bediwell remained silent. He keeps a big secret, and this secret is too absurd for anyone to believe if he says it.

"Bastard!" Tristan's forehead was bruised again, "I knew I was going to be unlucky to walk with you!" "Ahem" The werewolf covered his aching lower abdomen and whispered, "Stop talking." There was a big commotion just now, and the enemy was finally cleaned up temporarily. But this volume will soon attract a new batch of enemies. We've got to get out of here as much as we can. "Are you hurt?" Tristan frowned suspiciously, seeing through the werewolf's unnatural behavior.

"Nope. Bediwell replied stubbornly. However, he had to hurriedly reach out and cover his mouth, and a nauseous sensation surged up his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You vomited blood and said you weren't hurt?" the fish-man prince took out his medical kit, "Let me check your injuries." "No!" the werewolf hurriedly pushed the other party away, took a few steps back, and then sat on the ground panting: "Don't worry about me." It's not an injury. Half of my liver was taken. "W-what?!" "There is a price to pay for using that kind of power. Bediwell wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "But don't worry. My body is special. What was taken will soon come back, so I'll be fine at once I don't belong to this [world] in the first place, so it doesn't seem to be able to take things from people who don't belong to this world. The werewolf's series of dumb riddles silenced Tristan for a while. Every time he came into contact with Bedeville, the doubts in the Fish-Man Prince's heart were not only never solved, but increased. The werewolf Bediville is just such a man full of mysteries.

At the same time, countless glowing flowers began to bloom on the meadows, which had been shattered by the battle. They glow pale blue, and they are full of silence and desolation, but also full of a certain nostalgic feeling. They form a winding path that leads to the deepest part of the forest.

There, I'm afraid, is the birthplace of [Area Zero].

~Come, my family. Here is the truth that you seek. ~ Ethereal and ethereal, the voice came into the minds of Bedeville and the others in the form of telekinesis.

Bediwell swallowed the abdominal pain and got up, glanced at Tristan, and smiled wryly: "It seems that we have finally received an invitation." "Perhaps. The Fish-Man Prince sorted out his equipment and prepared to fight to the death with the leader behind the scenes: "Or maybe it's another death trap." "But they don't have a choice.

No matter how difficult the road ahead, they must go deep into the forest to find out so that this simple and mysterious chase can come to an end.

Whether it is right or wrong, when everyone arrives at the place where they are named, when the real culprit behind this farce reveals his true colors, this forest full of mysteries will surely give them an answer.

At the same time, Cairo, Egypt, on the top floor of the Cairo Hotel, in the box of the Celestial Restaurant.

Whoosh - pound!!

Something, thirty feet in the sky outside the box, exploded!

"Wow!" Palamides was so frightened that he jumped up from his chair in an instant, grabbing something that could be used as a weapon in his hand: "Is it an enemy attack?!"

The explosion was powerful, but it didn't bring death or danger, it exploded in the night sky, sending out meteors in the sky.

The brilliant meteors are constantly changing colors as they fall, making people dazzled. Its visual impact is the highest in the world, and its beauty is also the highest in the world.

That's a giant firework!

"Don't be nervous, Palami. Daddy Sphinx calmly sat down on his chair and took a sip of red wine: "There is a fireworks display tonight, have you forgotten?" "Yes, yes?" Palamides was quite embarrassed, and put down the knife and fork he was holding in his hand and intended to be used as a weapon temporarily: "I have completely forgotten about it" "Huhuhu," Zhalfir on the side couldn't help but laugh and whispered: "I have been informed before, Dad's memory is really bad." Albert, on the other hand, ate the drake steak with a calm face, glancing at the fireworks in the sky out of the corner of his eye, and didn't bother to pay attention to the stupid Palamides.

More fireworks exploded in the sky, splitting into thousands of meteors that constantly changed their brilliance in the dark night sky. Driven by the impact of the explosion, the meteors spread outward from the center of the explosion, the range is very huge, and in the process of diffusion, it turns from red to green, and then from green to blue, and finally pulls out a trail like purple raindrops, falling towards the ground, and completely burning up when they are about to enter the sea, disappearing without a trace.

However, this is not the end. The whistling sound of fireworks and cannonballs hitting the air, with wave after wave of fireworks coming one after another, continues to make up for the vacancy with more brilliant brilliance after the explosion of the previous wave of fireworks, illuminating the night sky incessantly, illuminating it with colorful brilliance, making the dark starry sky seem to be hung with seven-colored lanterns. Dozens of cargo ships on the Mediterranean coast are firing fireworks shells with their cannons, and dozens of large-caliber fireworks are fired into the air every second. In other words, tens of thousands of Egyptian coins are consumed every second.

That's right, it's the ultimate fireworks extravaganza, a visual feast for the eyes of Daddy Sphinx designed to please Rosetta, the queen of gemstones.