Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1518: Awakening to the Night (12)
Chapter 1518 Awakening to the Night (Twelve)
Bedivere had an idea and suddenly realized that he finally understood the ins and outs of the matter.
Yes, Bedivere is indeed not dead, and it is even less likely that he was killed with some kind of demon knife in his sleep.
Actually, Bedivere is now lying in his hotel room, sleeping soundly, safe and sound.
The reason he is in this wonderful [pictured world] is because of the golden headband he wears before going to bed.
Bediver initially thought that the effect of the headband was only to help people fall asleep more easily and to enhance the effect of rest during sleep. But in fact, the headband is an espionage device used to remotely control an artificial Holy Spirit and use the Holy Spirit for long-distance reconnaissance.
The artificial Holy Spirit originally released from this headband caused quite a commotion last night while wandering around Eitenberg, the base of the Knights of the Western Heavens. And it was Bedivere who was manipulating the Holy Spirit to wander around at that time. In the end, the artificial Holy Spirit did not return to the head ring, but was "killed" by the evil star with some kind of strange weapon.
That's right, the artificial Holy Spirit was sucked away by the weapon in Shaxing's hand and sealed inside the weapon.
And the weapon in Shaxing's hand is what the swordsmith Muramasa said, the crimson demon sword Muramasa.
After a whole day, the artificial Holy Spirit who was "killed" seems to have resumed its detective function. Bedivere happened to put the headband on again when he slept, thinking it would help him sleep.
As a result, the consciousness of the werewolf youth was sent to such a place by ghosts and gods - this [pictured world] in the demon sword.
Bedivere is now in remote control of this artificial spirit spirit, operating in this painted world.
"Oh------" After trying to understand the ins and outs of the matter, Bedivere was finally less flustered. He knows that he is not dead, and all he sees now is just the image sent by the Holy Spirit trapped in the demon knife through the spiritual connection.
Nevertheless, the sight in front of Bedivere's eyes is still quite astounding. It was an amazing journey that was even more surreal than a dream.
"So------" Bedivere looked at Muramasa and asked, "Is there really no way to get out of this place? Although I can stay out of it, the spirit body I am currently controlling But one of the state properties of Great Britain, it doesn't seem very good to not get it out of this painted world------"
"I don't know what nonsense you're talking about." The swordsman shrugged at the werewolf youth. "However, once you enter this painted world, it is absolutely impossible to leave alive. Not to mention that you have nothing to go back to boarding. Now, even if you have it, it is absolutely impossible to flow from under the eyes of [Crimson] to the edge of the world in the painting."
"[Crimson]?"
"That's the most terrifying and powerful monster I've ever created, the karma I've spent my whole life forging. It's like its stomach, and once the souls of you innocents are devoured by [Crimson], It will be slowly digested in this painted world and become the nourishment of [Crimson]."
Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa------------
In the distant sky, there seems to be some kind of beast roaring, but it sounds like an amazing blizzard.
"Look, [Crimson] is roaring. It may be hungry, and it will soon follow the smell of your soul and eat it all."
Bedevier wonders. Whether there is a soul in this world, he does not know. But it all sounded like the crimson monster was going to devour all the photons of the Holy Spirit.
So the demon sword in Shaxing's hand can not only absorb the photons from the target of slashing, but also convert the photons absorbed into the demon sword into something of the demon sword itself. The power of this monster is really creepy.
Just as Bedivere was in a daze, something had emerged from the "sea of clouds" made up of thick lines.
Long body like a venomous snake, but terrifyingly huge. The thing coiled and cruised among the clouds in the sky, and the scales on its body glowed an ominous crimson. The monster's head looked a bit like a lizard, but it was full of beards and hair, and it had a solemn and sullen look on its face. Moreover, this "flying snake" also has limbs, and the small funny limbs are connected to its long snake body, swinging and waving as this strange creature swims among the clouds, which is extraordinarily grotesque.
"What the **** is that?!" Bedivere couldn't help complaining.
"Dragon." Swordsmith Muramasa replied, "Or something similar to a dragon?"
"I've seen dragons!" Bedivere said angrily: "And I've seen many! But I've never seen such a weird looking dragon!"
"Oh, that's because you've never been to Penglai in the east, never seen dragons in the east, stupid Europeans."
"What did you just say?" Bedivere realized that he seemed to have left out a very important detail, and hurriedly asked: "East? You mean, Asia? The dark continent of the East? The other side of the wall of the world?!"
"Oh, about that------" Muramasa then stepped back and made a thoughtful expression: "Yeah, maybe it's been a long time in the outside world. How old is it now?"
"526 AD," Bedivere replied.
"Is the war between East and West over? What is the Wall of the World?"
He didn't even know anything.
"Have you been imprisoned in this painted world until the end of the war?" Bedivere asked, "Have you been hiding in this place for thousands of years?!"
"Well, I said it." Muramasa replied calmly: "This crimson Muramasa is the highest masterpiece of my life, and it is the karma of the karma. The King of Penglai is ordering me to cast it. I already planned to kill me when I got this knife. I knew that once this knife was made, I would definitely die. So I killed myself with crimson first, so that my soul would remain in this painting in the world."
"Unbelievable------" There was so much information that Bedivere couldn't keep up with the other party's rhythm.
"Right, I forgot to say." The knifemaker added, "Crimson needs me to help shape the remnants of his soul, so it keeps me alive. But you may not be so lucky. Run away. , if you think you can escape. Good luck."
"What?!"
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ------------While Bedivere was still in a daze, the huge oriental crimson demon dragon had already reached the back of the werewolf youth, roaring in a low voice and letting out a breath of heat.
It is so huge that it can actually swallow and chew Bedivere (the Holy Spirit in control) in one bite. But it didn't take the initiative to attack, which is strange!
Bedivere wants to know that the spirit body he is currently controlling is actually a type of eternal Holy Spirit, and the Holy Spirit is actually immortal. Even if it is torn apart by the other party, the Holy Spirit will probably be reorganized and resurrected, right?
So...why run away?
Whoa! However, the Oriental Demon Dragon suddenly bit it, Bedivere hurriedly dodged, but one arm was still bitten by the monster!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly That's right, Bedivere's body is indeed not life-threatening, and he is only controlling a Holy Spirit from afar. However, the damage suffered by the Holy Spirit will be transformed into severe pain, and it will be conveyed to Bedivere as it is! The pain cannot be ignored!
Bediver started running away, at least not standing still as a living target. As he ran, he saw that the arm that had been bitten off by the spirit body was being restored. It is true that the Holy Spirit cannot be beaten to death, but what if this Holy Spirit is torn apart by the Eastern Crimson Demon Dragon here, then restored, and then torn apart again, and then restored? ------ That's an endless cycle of severe pain!
So, why don't you run away! ? At least until Bedivere wakes up from the dream and cuts off the spiritual connection between the headband and the Holy Spirit, he shouldn't be attacked -- if you don't want to suffer from flesh and blood!
By the way, if that's the case, try to escape from this painted world! Since the knife maker said there is a way to leave, there must be a way!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! However, the monster behind Bedivere is still chasing after him, and its speed is extremely fast, and it can easily catch up with Bedivere! It aimed at Bedivere's back and took another bite!
Wow! Bedivere squatted while running, dodging the fatal blow!
"Don't underestimate people!!" He kept sliding forward and continued to move forward. He turned into a giant wolf when he ran, and ran on all fours!
The spirit body he controls doesn't seem to have a definite form at all, and it is completely deformed according to Bedivere's thoughts! In this way, Bedivere can not only lower the center of gravity, but also run faster; the cross-sectional area of his back to the enemy when he runs is also much smaller, and the probability of being attacked by the pursuers behind him is relatively much smaller!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! ! However, for the Crimson Dragon ~IndoMTL.com~ Bedivere is delicious food, not to be missed! So it also chased fiercely, vowing to smash Bedivere (the controlled spirit body) into tens of thousands of pieces!
It rushed up to bite, scratch, and swipe with its tail frantically, shaking the entire world of the painting with thick lines! Bedivere had to swiftly dodge these attacks while running wildly. He was constantly being hit by opponents, but he was indeed controlling a spirit body that would not die, so a little injury or pain was nothing! As long as you don't get caught by the enemy, that's it!
"Unbelievable." The swordsmith observed the battle royale from a distance: "How could anyone escape from Scarlet's pursuit for so long!"
However, Bedivere's escape also came to an end: twenty yards in front of the spirit body wolf, there was a cliff! And under this cliff is an abyss that is beyond redemption, outlined by thick black lines, the place of fog and death!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, the crimson oriental demon dragon, who had driven Bedivere to a corner, showed a sinister smile.
"Is this trying to kill me? Are you an idiot?" The big wolf jumped off the cliff without thinking.