Light Spirit Epic Chapter 533: The duel against the Holy King (4)

Chapter 533 The duel against the holy king (four)

"General Cernas." Gaia knight Cador stood up and saluted, while tearing off his cloak and putting it on the werewolf boy, "Don't be surprised, this child is not sensible."

Beddie protested loudly: "What ignorance! Why do you treat my friend Albert like this?! Get him out of jail!"

"Sorry, we can't do it. The power hidden in this Hungarian is too dangerous." Sernas looked arrogant and didn't take Bedivere seriously at all.

The werewolf boy said angrily: "Oh, the power hidden in my body is also very dangerous. After all, I am also a [Hungarian]. Are you going to put me in a cage too?"

"If you want to go deeper, that is indeed a very good proposal." Cernas said while playing with his moustache.

"Oooooooooo!!" Bedivere grimaced in anger, if it wasn't for being yanked by Cador, the werewolf boy would probably have pounced on Cernas already.

"Hehe. Take care of your dog, knights of Pantoracken. I don't want it to cause any trouble in the city." Cernas said while staring at Cador, and at the same time glanced at Alber A special look: "As for him. I'll send someone to clean him later. We have to strip everything off him so he doesn't hide his weapons somewhere."

"What? You dare!?" Bedivere was even more angry, "What do you think Al is? A beast? Get him a set of clothes to keep out the cold, understand?!"

"Oh, I was going to do this. But it seems that you Hungarians have the habit of running naked," Cernas looked at Bedivere sarcastically, "I will let you make good use of this greatness. the national spirit."

"Ooooooooooooo!!" The werewolf boy was really angry this time, and he rushed towards General Selnas.

Touch! A muffled punch hit Bedivere firmly in the stomach. The werewolf boy suddenly felt dizzy and fainted as soon as his eyes darkened.

"I'm sorry, General Cernas." Grand Duke Hall carried Bedivere, "This child is really ignorant. Don't care about a child."

"Hmph, if your Pantoracken knights can manage your internal discipline, I don't have to worry about these little things at all." Cernas put away his half-sheathed sword, "Grand Duke Hall, you How many of the 1,000 soldiers I took out this morning have returned? I will report the heavy casualties today to His Majesty the Emperor in detail."

"As you please." Hall replied coldly, watching Cernas stay away from here.

"Alas." Hall asked Brady to sit down on the bench and performed a magic trick to wake up the werewolf boy: "What are you thinking, young man? To provoke Cernas?! You really Do you want to die?!"

Bedivere came back to his senses and saw Hall questioning himself, knowing that it was Hall who knocked him unconscious just now. If it weren't for this, Bedi might have become the soul of General Selnas' sword.

"But..." the werewolf boy said, his stomach aching, "then... that **** wants to strip Al's clothes off..."

"I'm fine, Brady, really," Albert whispered. "You don't mind me. Just get Deanna out of here. She's the key to peace talks between the Leopards and the humans, yes. right?"

"The leopard girl is very good." Before Beddy could answer, the Grand Duke of Hall hurriedly said, "She has woken up, and it is estimated that she will be able to disembark in two days. Threatened, we will find a way to bring her back to the Grik's territory."

"That's what you said, old man!" Albert stared at Hall with his big icy blue eyes: "Keep your promise."

"Definitely." Hall said, winking at Cador, while pulling the paralyzed Bedivere away.

Late at night, the medical room of the [Silver Shadow] spacecraft.

The panther warrior Palamedis watched his sons sleep through the glass of the pod. There was sadness and anger in his eyes.

Vivian tried to comfort her husband: "Don't do this, Palamie. We'll find a way to save the kids. Even if everything doesn't work, I can—"

"No, you can't!" Palamedis vehemently vetoed, "If you turn them into green knights, they'll be dead. They're still young and should have had children when they grew up. How can you become an undead monster like me who can't have children------"

The woman's face sank: "You are not a monster. You are------"

"The Walking Dead, yes," interrupted Palamides.

Vivian was silent.

What is the difference between life and death? What is living, and what should be used to define the standard of this [living]? This is a question no one can answer.

He still minds. I still can't fully accept my own heterogeneity. He lives, but he doesn't think he is really alive.

And his wife could do nothing but keep silent. The Leopard Man needs time to accept this [self] now, and his confusion can only be solved by himself. No matter what others say or do, they can't help.

"Leave me alone." Palamides whispered.

Vivian nodded and left the medical room.

The leopard man pressed his hand tightly on the glass panel of the survival capsule, and a coldness from the glass spread from Palamidis' palm to his whole body.

He kept berating himself for his stupidity, scolding in his heart that he shouldn't have given his children to untrustworthy people.

But he also knew that there was no other option, and it was all force majeure - which made him even more guilty of his own powerlessness.

Just when Palamidis was in a trance and at a loss, a voice from behind him sounded: "I'm sorry about all this---"

Palamides recognized the voice of the man behind him, he pressed his hand tightly on the dagger hilt at his waist, and almost wanted to hack the man to death: "I said, don't appear in front of me again. , Argus. Do you really want to die that much?"

"Calm down first and let me finish my sentence." Argus took a few steps back and said in a calm tone, fearing to irritate Palamidis: "If I tell you, maybe Is there a way to cure the plague?"

"Oh?" Palamy snorted suspiciously, posing a "let's just listen" attitude.

"Have you heard the legend of [Datura grass]?" Argus asked suddenly.

"Do you mean [Human Face Grass]?"

Datura grass looks like a radish, usually only the branches and leaves are exposed on the surface. But once someone plucks its roots out of the dirt, one sees a real-life face, one that even makes a human (and generally terrifying) expression.

The biggest problem is that its screams can cause all creatures within ten yards to bleed to death, and it will take this opportunity to escape.

It's a magical herb between creatures and plants, although it's just a legend.

Palamidis snorted disdainfully: "Indeed, it is said that Datura can cure all diseases... But that is just a legend after all, does this kind of thing really exist? Even if If it exists, where can I find it?"

"Not just a legend. I saw it once when I was young, in the Everglades," Argus said with certainty. "It's scream didn't kill me, but it knocked me out. After a long time, it had run away when I woke up. That thing must be Datura grass. All we need is better soundproofing gear to catch it------"

"You're talking nonsense~IndoMTL.com~You know what?" Palamidis said dismissively. The previous events made Palamidis unable to trust Argus anymore. In his opinion, everything Argus said was nonsense, vague and unfounded.

"Listen, I want to save those suffering from the plague as much as you do. It's not just about your sons." Argus crossed his arms, showing an uncompromising attitude. "I'm going to the Everglades tomorrow, whether you come to help or not. If you don't come, the mandala grass found will not be distributed to you, and I can use it to save more people."

Palamides shuddered.

"You don't have a better way to save your children, do you? In that case, there's nothing to worry about, you can only try this method, right?"

Although very unwilling, Palamidis had to admit that Argus was right.

"When are you leaving tomorrow?" Black Panther asked in a low voice.

"The sooner the better. I'll set off early in the morning. I hope you can take me on a ride." Argus replied without emotion, "Yes, I'm very grateful that you brought Baggs back too. .I thought he died just like that---when are you going to thaw him out of the ice?"

"He may still be manipulated by Morgos. Let's wait until Vivian has completely removed the [Blood of Chaos] from his body." Palamedis replied casually.

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