Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1086: Searching for secrets in the sand sea (8)

Chapter 1086: Searching for Secrets in the Sand Sea (8)

Swipe, swipe, swipe! ------The King of Knights, who had been hesitant at first, swung his lightsaber vigorously at this moment, mercilessly slashing at the desert shark.

He slashed so hard that part of the blade penetrated the desert shark's body and cut the boy!

Even so, King Arthur has controlled his sword as much as possible to minimize the damage he caused!

Bedivere used his whip to wrap around Jut's waist, allowing the boy to move as far away as possible—before being crushed into flesh by the shark's weight!

Clap! ! A large mass of broken flesh and blood fell on the ground, and blood splashed! It is no exaggeration to say that it was an explosion of blood!

Even though Arthur and Bedivere shot at the same time and used all the means at their disposal to save the boy, the shark's upper body, which was not chopped up, still pressed heavily on the legs of the Egyptian boy Jut, killing the boy. The boy's leg bone was completely shattered!

"Wow ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ------" That is Jute screams in a burst of pain, piercing heart!

The thief boy was lying in a pool of blood, and beside him was a monster with only the upper body left, also lying in the pool of blood.

At this time, the monster's body gradually shrunk, turning into a human-like shark monster. It was like a piece of meat wrapped in rubber, only vaguely recognizable as a human figure, but the flesh on his body was wrinkled and lost its vitality.

The monster was melting into a mass of rotten flesh, just like the desert sharks Bedivere had killed before.

"Brother...Brother..." The monster was dying, whispering in his weak voice like a gossamer.

His brother, ignoring his crushed legs, half-crawled up in the muddy pool of blood, shaking the monster's half body with tears in his eyes: "No...no!! It's not true! Matt...!"

"My God..." The werewolf also walked over slowly, unable to believe it all: "What did we just do, Arthur?"

"We saved them." There was a grim look on the face of the King of Knights: "This is the side effect of [Bliss]...turning people into monsters."

"You know what?!" Bedivere roared not only angrily.

King Arthur frowned.

"When the drug called [Bliss] is injected in large doses, some people's bodies will begin to mutate and become unimaginably ferocious monsters."

The King of Knights put away his lightsaber and whispered, "I thought it was just a rumor, but I didn't expect it to be true."

The werewolf covered his mouth and looked at the pool of flesh on the ground: "He...was made like this by anesthesia?!"

"Although there is no solid evidence, it seems to be the case." Arthur crouched down in front of the monster: "And, once it mutates into this shape, it will never change back. I'm sorry, kid. .But your brother has..."

"Wow ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!" Jiute hugged the monster's body pain, and did not have the time to go to King Arthur.

"Little devil..." The King of Knights asked the monster again: "What happened after you escaped from this cave last night?"

"Bad... bad guy... catch me.... Institute... Note... injected... medicine..." The monster replied intermittently, vomiting blood. It is already in a state of being able to die at any time.

"Who? Why would you do this?" Arthur continued.

"Arthur, forget it! It's painful!" Bedivere hurriedly stopped: "Do you have any painkillers in your medicine cabinet? I'll give him an injection."

"No!" The King of Knights said ruthlessly: "Boy, you should know this very well. Now you can't be saved, and you will die soon. The only thing you can do is to Tell me before you die, who is the mastermind behind this incident!"

"It...it is..." The dying monster struggled to say something, but with little physical strength, it did not allow it to continue to speak.

"Say it!" Arthur urged, "Only you can tell us the truth of all this! Only you can stop this! Please, let these tragedies end here! You don't want the same thing happening to you either! On my brother, right?"

It hesitated. Although the blood all over the body was draining, although the body was numb and unable to move, although it was only a breath away from death, it still used the last strength of its life and spit out a short sentence: "The coat of arms of the vulture...  … ...Vulture!"

It's dead. Completely suffocated. At the moment when the monster died, the howl of the thief boy suddenly turned into a scream. That pig-like cry drowned out all the sounds in the world.

"The coat of arms of the vulture? What is that?" Arthur looked blank.

"I've seen that coat of arms." Bedivere sighed deeply. If he guessed correctly, the coat of arms of the vulture was seen somewhere in Sand Harbor yesterday: "The Muhammad Merchant Group."

That's right, the sand boat that Bedivere was in charge of escorting yesterday, belonging to the Mohammed Merchant Corps, was emblazoned with a huge vulture crest on the bow. That is the coat of arms of the Muhammad Chamber of Commerce.

All mysteries are solved.

This **** business group is secretly transporting narcotics, not only for profit from drug trafficking, but also for research on biochemical weapons. Egypt has too many homeless people, it's almost a big one. These people who have been abandoned by society, even if there are a few less, will not be cared by anyone.

I don't know why this black-hearted business group uses anesthetics to study chemical weapons. In short, it will not be good. In the near future, I am afraid that something big will happen to Egypt!

"The Mohammed Merchant Group?" King Arthur snorted disdainfully: "If it was in Great Britain, my knights would have wiped out this **** gang right away. But they can't be in this kind of knights of the round table. It's really annoying that the place is doing bad things."

"Can't you do something?" Bedivere carefully removed the shark's corpse and rescued the Egyptian teenager who was under the corpse.

"Great Britain never interferes in the internal affairs of other countries." Arthur's answer was exactly as the werewolf expected: "We can only refer this matter to the Egyptian government, and hope that the government of this country will come forward to deal with it."

Impossible.

Some intuition tells Bedivere that this country and the Mohammed business group are actually the same raccoon dog, and they are in trouble. One is a rotten regime, and the other is a breeding ground for **. As long as enough money is given to the relevant government departments, the Egyptian government can completely ignore all the illegal activities of the business group and allow the business group to continue to misbehave.

And as aliens, they can't change anything.

"Hello, Cador?" Arthur took out his phone and called the Knights of the Round Table in the battleship on the outskirts of Cairo: "Do you know where I am now? Bring the medical team here immediately."

"What's the matter? Is Your Majesty injured?!" Cador on the other end of the phone was obviously shocked. His loud voice came from the microphone, and even Bedivere could hear it clearly.

"It's not me, it's a civilian." Arthur used an extremely calm tone, trying to calm Cador: "Anyway, bring someone here, right away. By the way, Bedivere? Raise your bracelet."

The werewolf complied. He just remembered that this Demon Sealing Bracelet also functions as a teleportation anchor, and people on the battleship can easily open the teleportation door to get here.

As expected, the moment Bedivere raised his arm towards the empty space in front of him, a teleportation port had already opened out of thin air.

A team of medical staff rushed out with a stretcher: "Your Majesty?!"

"Rescue the child." Arthur pointed to the Egyptian boy lying in a pool of blood with his legs almost crushed: "No matter what means."

"Your Majesty." Cador led several knights and rushed out of the portal. As soon as he rushed into the cave, he quickly took a look at the environment, turned back and whispered to King Arthur: "Is this the hiding place of the Sword Saint Yake?"

"Yes, and this guy is Lancelot's youngest brother," King Arthur said with a little mischief: "Rescue him and send him back to the orphanage in Great Britain, understand?"

"This kid turns out to be...!" Cadore believed it to be true: "As ordered, Your Majesty!"

Bediver nearly sneered.

The knights of the round table again set their sights on the pool of melting flesh on the ground. People who don't know the reason will think that there was some kind of tragic war here, and dozens of corpses were melted here by some method, but they will not think that it is actually the corpse of a big monster scattered on the ground. .

"Then," King Arthur turned his head to leave: "I'll leave this mess to you to clean up, and Bedivere and I will go first."

"Wait...!" The Egyptian boy named Jiut wiped his tears and stared at King Arthur with some uncontrollable whimper: "You killed Matt! You must kill him. you!!"

Cadore was about to scold: "Bold! You're actually---"

"Hoohoo, that's ok~IndoMTL.com~ King Arthur interrupted his subordinates' swearing, and took off his mask at the same time, revealing the true face of the king: "Recognize this face. I do not change my name or my surname, it is the current King of Great Britain, Arthur D. Pantoracken. When you grow up and think you are good enough, if you are still willing to challenge me, I will have a duel with you. "

Bediver watched, suffocating. This is not the hatred that Arthur should bear. Arthur had to kill the younger brother who turned into a monster just to save the boy.

It's not fair to be so hated for no reason. That stinky boy who repays revenge has no right to resent Arthur.

The werewolf couldn't help but say, "Before that, come and take revenge on me. I'm Bedivere, a werewolf of the Eskimo tribe in Western Siberia. If you want to take revenge on Arthur, please be sure to Step over my corpse first---if you can!"

The boy was silent, but his eyes were quietly burning with vengeful anger. Perhaps, one day he will kill the two enemies in front of him---this has become the only goal of his survival. --6139+xs168743-->() "Act of the Light" only represents the views of the author Raven D Vixas. If you find that its content is in violation of national laws, please delete it. The position is only Committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform. 【】,thank you all!