Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2668: Cut the darkness in the blink of an eye
Chapter 2668 slashing darkness to the momentary light (fifty)
"This is...?" The tiger man youth did not understand Bedivere's intention for a while.
He shouldn't have guessed wrong, there is a "control range" for those crystal fluids in Bedivere, and crystal fluids beyond this range will not be controlled. Therefore, in previous battles, Bedivere had never managed to capture Albert in the air by controlling fluids over long distances.
The guy shoots those crystalline fluids so high in the sky that there's no way to control them in theory...so what's the point of doing that? Is it purely for drenching Albert?
Whoosh.
Suddenly there were countless harsh air-breaking sounds around. It is the whistling sound of finely divided crystal fluid particles passing through the air at high speed.
The mithril fluid that was blasted into the sky began to fall like raindrops, and the falling speed was obviously abnormal, not the speed that can be achieved by free fall. They seem to be accelerated and attracted to the ground by some kind of magnetic force field.
So it is. Albert immediately understood when he saw this scene. These fluids have the characteristics of "self-recovery". Usually, they just move around a certain point. When they are too far away from the center point, they will accelerate back and gather toward the center point.
Is that center point... the crystal fluid sword in that stupid wolf's hand?
Is it the conjuring fire that controls these wondrous fluids.
What a versatile tool.
Swish, swish, swish. The falling mithril fluid particles have increased, and like real raindrops, they are densely scattered in the air.
Isn't this... terrifying? Albert frowned. If you get hit by something like this------
While he was worried about this, several mithril fluid "raindrops" had already fallen on him. They landed so densely that it was almost inevitable. The fine particles of the fluid do not have offensive power, and it will naturally not hurt or itch when it falls on him. But they are neither hard particles nor liquid dots that are as thin as water and can slide down quickly on Albert. They have a certain stickiness and actually stick to Albert!
Oops...! It turned out that this was the plan of the stupid wolf!
The tiger man youth feels a pull.
That's right, those fluid particles have a "towards the center point" property. When they stick to Albert, this closeness does not disappear, but drives Albert to move closer to the center point, that is, to the magic fire in Bedivere's hands.
This is not a move used to attack, but a move used to "capture" the target. If you are hit by this fluid rain, you will definitely be "caught" by them and take them to Bedivere. This is obviously the best way to restrain Albert flying in the air!
The tiger man fluttered his wings, trying to resist the pull. However, the rain of fluid falling from the sky was very dense, and more and more fluid particles adhered to him naturally. The more fluid stuck to him, the more that pulling force got stronger, and even Albert's wings couldn't resist that pulling force very well!
"Come down!" Bedivere, who was on the ground, raised his sword and waited, ready to fight Albert.
This guy is full of energy and trouble. Even though Albert showed his "invincible" abilities, he couldn't make this stupid wolf give in.
Albert felt more and more traction, and the propulsion from flapping his wings could barely offset the traction. He was gradually dragged by that force and flew in the direction of Bedivere. He can indeed use the power of the Holy Spirit White Tiger to transfer space many times in a row, allowing himself to escape again and again. But it doesn't make sense to do so. As long as the crystalline fluids stick to him and don't fall, he will always be dragged toward his opponent by the pull that never goes away.
It's better to attack directly------
Albert thought for a few seconds. Since head-to-head confrontation is unavoidable, rather than dragging on and consuming physical and mental strength unilaterally, it is better to decide the outcome with a single move with that guy.
"Okay, as you wish." The young tiger man spread his wings and flew to a higher altitude.
Sure enough, the farther he got away from the conjuration fire, the more traction he felt. The crystal fluids stuck to him have a strong "homing" property, and the farther they are from the "core" that controls them, the more they want to accelerate back to the core.
The rationale is unknown. Incomprehensible. But the mystery of magic is like that, if it can be understood simply, it is not called a mystery. However, no matter how unreasonable things are, if you catch the rules, you can make good use of them. The stronger the fighter, the more he knows how to turn disadvantages into advantages, and use all the resources available on the battlefield to bring victory to himself!
"Come on!" Albert flapped his wings suddenly, shaking off countless feathers. When the distance reached the limit and he could no longer compete with the traction force, he suddenly changed the direction of flight and began to fly in the opposite direction—that is, speeding up and diving towards where Bedivere was located. And go. His speed increased to an astonishing level in an instant, which was not something his wings could easily achieve. He actually used the "homing" properties of those crystal fluids to further accelerate himself! It only took about half a second to dive directly to the opponent from the air dozens of yards away, and at the same time, Albert had already unfolded five clone arms behind him, ready to use [Instant Light Splitting Slash]!
"Very good!" Bedivere also anticipated that Albert would do this, and slapped the silver bracelet on his right arm, injecting [Accelerating Potion] into his blood vessels. The scenery of the whole world passed slowly, and the werewolf youth could clearly see Albert's every move!
Six lines of sword light hit Bedivere's head, chest, shoulders, thighs, and lower abdomen in arcs with completely different angles. The trajectory is so complicated and subtle that it is indeed impossible for ordinary people to easily avoid it! Moreover, the blade held by Albert's deity was still changing its trajectory while hitting, and it seemed to be mixed with fake movements, probably to suddenly change before actually hitting Bedivere's chest with the sweep. Turn the track into a thorn!
It is impossible to avoid all attacks simultaneously. But in fact, Bedivere doesn't need to do this. He clearly sees all the opponent's attacks, as long as he wholeheartedly defends the most threatening blow!
Pop, crack, crack! The other five sword arcs fell on the hard crystal cluster like heavy raindrops. It was the crystal fence formed by Bedivere's manipulation of mithril fluid at the critical moment. They spread around the werewolf youth's body, just blocking the five attacks of Albert's clone arm!
And Bedivere himself raised his sword to block, and the swing of the sword in his hand also coincided perfectly with Albert's thrust, and the opponent's sword tip was pressed against his blade. . The Luna silica gel wrapped around the two swords absorbed almost all the impact force, but at the same time the red pigment used for marking burst out, causing the blade to become very slippery. As a result, the two swords only took one-tenth of a second to collide, and then each slightly changed their original attack trajectory and slid away, staggering past!
Albert's thrust stabbed past Bedivere's neck and hit the air!
Bedivere's slanted upper stab slid across Albert's left shoulder and failed!
The two passed by in an instant, backhanded with their fastest speed, and the two blades collided again!
None of them flinched, they used their greatest strength to raise their swords and press on them, and then it was pure power competition!
"Huhu..." Bedivere sneered while exerting strength: "Don't you use your clone technique to sneak attack me from zero distance?"
"Long-winded!" yelled Albert. Casting the clone technique at this time is also useless, because most of Bedivere's body is basically protected by the thing made of that crystal. Rather than wasting time releasing the clone, it is better to defeat the opponent head-on.
"Speaking of which..." Bedivere hummed softly, "Are you so unwilling to continue the [Round Table Trial]? I thought you were very suitable to be a Knight of the Round Table..."
"Idiot! Who wants to be that kind of thing!" Albert continued to roar, "Don't impose your own ideals on others!"
(My own ideal...?)
"Then let me put it another way," Bedivere added: "Suppose you go back to the Dawning Region, complete the big hunting festival, and even help the entire Dawning Region to solve the crisis.------What else?
I know best how ruthless those guys are.
Even if they call you a hero today, it won't be long before they forget you.
They never know gratitude, they only know how to ask.
They take everything for granted;
They take what others do for them as justice.
For all the sacrifices you made for them, they may formally remember you, but they won't really remember you.
The monument erected for you, the hymn sung for you, may be passed down for ten, twenty, or a hundred years.
But after that, you're just a fictional figure.
No one will remember who you were.
No one will remember you as you were.
Your struggle, pain, humiliation, struggle, glory, sacrifice,
All your thoughts, ideas, spirits, hopes and despairs.
------They don't understand at all and will never try to understand.
This is... human nature. "
Albert was silent for a while.
The strength of the collision between the two swords not only did not decrease, but instead increased. He was resisting with all his might, as if to deny Bedivere's point of view with his actions.
Even that point of view is "extremely correct".
"I understand everything you say." Albert whispered, "I understand everything. I also know my true desire, which will never be fulfilled."
"Then why are you still working so hard?" Bedivere asked, "Leave those **** things to others, stay with your friends, and live your life well, that's fine. ?"
"I can't do it." However, the tiger said stubbornly: "If you can't do it, you can't do it."
"This is a disease, you know." Bedivere scolded: "Do you really think you are the savior of the world?"
"I'm nothing, and I don't want to be." Albert replied, "I don't understand the big truth. I just want to do what I want to do."
Even though, not half of the people in the world would agree with him, and everyone just regarded him as a fool.
"...You will die in the Great Hunt, absolutely." Bedivere confessed his long-standing unease.
"Nosy!" Albert said ~IndoMTL.com~ as if he too had foreseen his own future.
Even so, his resolve never changed.
Boom! ! Dozens of cloned arms suddenly appeared, pressing on the back of the training sword. Because of the increase in the number of arms, the thrust on Albert's side suddenly increased, and it crushed Bedivere in an instant!
Bediver, who was too late to deal with all this, was slammed into the air by Albert! All the supports made of mithril fluid beside him also shattered instantly! Whoosh! Albert teleported behind the werewolf youth. That was using the feathers shaken from his wings earlier, and swapped positions! All the avatar arms he made are ready to go!
[Instant Light Splitting]!
Dozens of swords slashed out at the same time, and landed on the werewolf youth before Bedivere could react, leaving dozens of traces. That kind of soft attack can't hurt anyone. But it really split, the haze in Albert's own heart.
The tiger raised the blade in his hand, pointing straight to the sky.
This is his victory.