Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1567: The ultimate battle on the battlefield (11)
Chapter 1567 The ultimate battle in the battlefield (11)
A shadow-like phantom swept across, cutting off gladiator Berelder's legs in an instant! The gladiator with his broken leg falls forward!
"It's not over yet——!!!!" However, Berelder, who was very obsessed, did not forget to launch the final attack before he fell to the ground. The three lightsabers left in his hand were changed from three different lightsabers. The direction is cut towards the silver wolf!
Silver Wolf just finished his goal and planned to retreat, but he didn't expect his opponent to do this, so he had to twist his body and retreat while dodging!
Whoa! ! The trajectories of the three lightsabers overlapped with the figure of the silver wolf, leaving several anxious marks on Bedivere's back and shoulders!
"Wow!" The silver wolf made a difficult step backwards, and as soon as he pulled away, he rolled on the ground in an embarrassment, and stopped after rolling for a few laps!
(It's not working anymore!—)
(If you don't cancel it again!—)
The silver wolf who was injured and fell to the ground hurriedly released the transformation of the animalization technique, and changed from a wild wolf to a werewolf youth!
"Ha, ha, ha, ha!" Bedivere crawled up, dragging his body in severe pain, but the urge to vomit in his throat stimulated. His mind was hazy, his consciousness wandered between man and beast, and he almost couldn't recover. But he forcibly clenched the handle of the Black Moon God Steel Scimitar, and reluctantly maintained his sobriety by using the pressure from the handle to his teeth!
This is the personality of Bedivere who gave his consciousness to the beast in his body, but was still able to keep the last bit of humanity's secret for a long time. ――
A wild beast will never fight with a sword in its mouth. This behavior is against nature, and it is the blurred line that separates humans from beasts.
By restraining one's own behavior and concentrating the remaining bit of humanity on the extremely simple task of controlling and clenching the Luna Steel Scimitar, Bedivere's weak consciousness as a [human] was retained after the transformation. , was not completely swallowed up by the consciousness as a [beast].
All of this is the "other world" of Bedivere nine hundred years later. It took a whole month to train and master the special ability - [Beastization Liberation].
The "beast" personality in Bedivere is too dangerous and terrifying, but it is still "controllable" to a certain extent. When Bedivere beast turned into a silver wolf, it was like being in a small control room within himself, manipulating a wild wolf to fight.
Although the wolf was wild, and most of the time did not obey orders to act recklessly, he could understand a little bit of the orders given by Bedivere, and knew how to implement them. Moreover, even in the most critical time, it did not erode the remaining bit of humanity in Bediveville, isn't it quite "sympathetic"?
And now, the consciousness of the beast has also completed its mission and began to sleep.
Bedivere took dozens of seconds to completely suppress the animal nature released from his body and restore his human nature. When he could think normally, Bedivere hurriedly raised his head and looked in the direction where Gladiator Berelder fell! Fortunately, he did this, and fortunately, he recovered his humanity fast enough, because Berelder had already jumped wildly, and just at this moment, he pressed down on Bedivere from the air! The gladiator raised two lightsabers and stabbed at the werewolf, and the fierce momentum was simply frightening!
How did he jump? ! The first thing the horrified Bedivere did was to step back! Then he also saw clearly that although the gladiator's legs had been cut off, Berelder still used his two extra arms to support himself and jump! Guys with four arms are just so scary!
No, if it's too late to back away, you'll be hit! Bedivere's heart tightened, and without thinking much, he photographed the silver bracelet on his right arm!
Zha! [Accelerator] was injected into the body of the werewolf Bedivere! It is a powerful stimulant developed by old man Logan. Although the effect is far inferior to the real [Time Acceleration Water], and it is completely irrelevant to time magic, it can instantly increase the user's reaction speed!
At that moment, the whole world seemed to freeze, and time flowed at an extremely slow speed! Of course, this was just an illusion caused by the overexcited nerves of Bedivere. His thoughts were spinning rapidly, but his body did not break through the barrier of time. It was as if he was placed in turbid and sticky mud, and it was difficult to move! After all, this is not a real time magic, it is meaningless to think faster but not keep up with the rhythm!
Damn, about to get hit! Bedivere cursed inwardly. Seeing victory in sight, do you have to be counter-killed by the enemy? !
(No! Never!—)
(Move up! Move your body quickly!!—)
(I still have wishes to fulfill, how can I be defeated in such a place!—)
As if by a miracle, Bedivere's paranoia twisted the will of the world, and his body was able to move a little!
Bedivere himself knows very well that it is absolutely impossible for him to completely avoid the opponent's attack! ――However, it is possible to move the body only slightly so that the opponent's attack does not hit the most vital part! !
In this world where time is almost stagnant, Bedivere can clearly see the trajectory of the opponent's attack, and knows where Gladiator Berelder's two lightsabers are going to pierce his body!
Then, as long as you move your body in conjunction with this attack, even if it's just a little bit——
Zaza! ! Two lightsabers pierced Bedivere's chest and abdomen! Pierce from the front, pierce from the back! Blood splattered!
But Bedivere is still standing, the deadly lightsaber grazed by his heart, past his liver, but not directly through his most vital organ!
Plan! The werewolf youth used his last bit of strength to swipe with his sword and chop off the sword-wielding hands of Gladiator Berelder! Berelder's severed hands instantly lost the strength to hold the sword, the lightsaber that no one was holding was instantly closed, and the light blade disappeared!
The pain sent Bedivere to the ground! And the gladiator who had his arms cut off also lost his balance, doing somersaults in mid-air, following the inertia, flying over the head of the werewolf youth!
Plop thump! The two fell to the ground at the same time. The pool of blood on the ground expanded rapidly. The injuries of the two are extremely serious, and normally it is difficult to tell who wins and who loses.
But Bedivere got up first. The stimulant he injected into the body also has a strong analgesic effect, so he didn't feel much pain after the stroke, his blood was pounding and his heartbeat accelerated, and the muscles in his chest also swelled abnormally. Fortunately, the wound was temporarily blocked to avoid it. Bleeding!
Berelder, who had broken hands and feet, was not so lucky. The gladiator with only two arms could only crawl on the ground, no matter how he looked, he was unable to get up and continue fighting!
"Yes, damn...I definitely don't..." Berelder was still shaking, trying to get up. The last remaining lightsaber in his hand was gradually short-circuited due to the contamination of blood, and the light-blade part was bright and dark at the beginning, and even disappeared occasionally.
"I definitely... want... to beat you!" The gladiator who should have fainted long ago was still supported by his crazy obsession. The bloodshot and bulging eyes made the werewolf youth feel guilty! ――
There are still such stubborn people in the world!
Don't let up! Don't act rashly! Don't underestimate the enemy! That guy hasn't given up yet, he may still attack with all his strength!
That final counterattack can even bite a lion's throat!
However, the nerves in Bedivere's body were tense for only about a minute, and the effect of the stimulant was over! He became extremely sleepy in an instant, and it was difficult to even stand up! The wounds on the chest and shoulders were spurting blood, and they couldn't be plugged! At first, he was hazy, and the only thing left to do is to hold on to himself and not let himself fall before his opponent!
The final duel between the two warriors, without moving a knife or a shot, was a complete spiritual contest -- or, in other words, a contest of dedication to victory!
(Damn bald man, why don't you fall down!)
(If you don't fall, I will fall!)
All the scenery in front of the werewolf youth has disappeared, leaving only darkness.
(Husky...!)
And yet he is awake and standing.
(Husky!)
He sees his son in hallucinations. he called out.
(Husky!!!!)
He must not show weakness in front of his own children! In that child's heart, Papa is a great hero.
How can a hero fall so easily!
"Is that so..." Gladiator Berelder noticed something in the eyes of Bedivere that had traveled thousands of miles away.
Their [awareness] and [pursuit] are not at the same level at all.
Berelder would rather die than lose a game;
But Bedivere would rather lose everything than lose the last hope.
So the werewolf will not fall before the gladiator no matter what!
(There are people in this world who are more persistent and more distorted than me.)
(What a hateful and pitiful little furball.)
Boom! The final battle ushered in the result within a minute: it was the gladiator Berelder who fell first!
Completely unconscious, he ~IndoMTL.com~ showed a calm smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Win and lose!" Flying past the bee golem used for filming, the referee's voice came from it: "The winner of the third game of the first group is the werewolf Bedivere!"
The Goddess of Victory smiles at the warrior who is most dedicated to victory - it was Bedivere who won the most difficult duel!
Bediver fainted with confidence after hearing the verdict.
"It's just to deal with a bald man, that wolf is really embarrassed." Knight of the Round Table, Cador, who was watching the battle in the bridge, couldn't help sneering. This was obviously addressed to King Arthur, because Cador was quite critical of the fact that the Knight King had been pampering Bedivere recently.
"Hmm." The King of Knights muttered, a little absent-minded. He seemed to have heard the name Bedivere called just before he passed out, and it sounded familiar. However, the bee golem, who was in charge of filming the game, failed to record the audio well because the interference in the battlefield was too great.
(Is it just an illusion?)