Light Spirit Epic Chapter 860: Traveling in Tianyuan (13)
Chapter 860 Traveling to Tianyuan (Thirteen)
A lift made of vines and wood descended from the cliff of the floating island with the sound of a churning mechanism. The effect is to ask werewolves and leopard warriors to sit up?
"Palami, you sit first." Bedivere looked at the unsteady lift.
"No, hahaha, you should go first---" The big cat has a fear of heights.
"You go first, Palamidis. Are you afraid of heights as a cat?" Bedivere glared at the leopard.
"Where, as a dog, you should be more used to the high altitude." Palamidis retorted.
Said to be a dog, a vein appeared on Bedivere's forehead.
The savages on the side began to discuss, seeming to be puzzled by the dispute between the two "gods".
"Look, Palamidis, if you don't go up, these dwarves will be dissatisfied. If they don't treat you as a god, we will be killed and eaten." The werewolf continued Pressure on the leopard.
"You're the one, Bedivere." The leopard warriors are not to be outdone: "their respect for you is obviously far less than for me. If this quarrel continues, they will consider you a [little god] I, the enemy of the [Great Heavenly God], will kill you and eat you?"
"I don't think you are [Great God], but [Old God]? Huhu------"
"What meow?" The Leopard Man was angry: "Bedivere, you can joke about other things. If you joke about this, I'm going to be on fire. I'm only in my thirties, how old are you?"
"I'm still pretending to be young, obviously my two sons are eighteen years old." Bedivere looked at the Leopard Man disdainfully: "The children have grown up, shouldn't you admit that you are old?"
"That's because I've been petrified for seven years------"
"Can you not count those seven years into your age? Hehe---actually you are an uncle in his forties, oh no, uncle, right?"
"Bedivere, do you really need a beating?" Palamidis looked at the werewolf with a scowl.
"Oh, I'm scared." The werewolf made a provocative gesture: "Would you like to compete under the siege of this group of savages? The loser is doomed, and will be split by the savages. Aren't you afraid of sharing food?"
"Yes, I'm very scared." Leopard Man grinned and showed his weapon: "Look at me killing you and cooking it into dog meat to eat!"
"Yes! Cat meat seems like a good dinner too!" Bedivere also held the whip in hand.
Just as the two were at a stalemate, almost at the same time they were about to fight.
"That... do you want to come up?" a voice on the floating island asked.
"Huh?!" Bedivere heard someone who could speak English and quickly looked up.
It was a white male. Because the lighting conditions were so poor, Bedivere could only vaguely see the man's silhouette and skin tone. But that person is definitely a human!
"Here, there are Europeans in this ghost place?" Palamidis also exclaimed.
"Just take the lift, we'll talk about the details later, okay?" The white man spoke English, which was not very fluent, and a lot of grammar was quite classical, as if he had left civilization a long, long time ago Society, settled in this savage world.
Bedivere and Palamidis looked at each other suspiciously, without further arguing, they took turns taking the elevator to the floating island.
After coming up, they realized that the view of this floating island is very wide. A few small cabins, plus some unexplained installations. The structure of the elevator uses pulleys and booms. Although it is made of wood, it can vaguely feel the atmosphere of civilization.
"Well, who are you—" Bedivere walked over to ask.
"Wait." The white man was operating some kind of equipment. The two booms on the machine were quickly lowered, and some kind of stone was piled on the boom in a large pit of light on the floating island.
Then, the entire floating island began to rise, flying into the higher air!
Only then did Bedivere understand that the two piles of stones hanging were light stones. And the light in the big pit is the sphenoidite ore full of lightning energy.
The floating island itself is an elevator, which will carry the people on the island to a higher sky!
"Okay." The white man stopped what he was doing and sat down beside the wooden pillar.
The torches on the pillar reflect the appearance of the white male. He has a typical European face, a grayish-brown head, and a standard white body.
And this guy is almost completely naked, and the only "clothing" he wears is the same as those wild people, a kind of cover made of rolled leaves, used to cover important parts. There was only one rope tied to the leaf cover, which seemed to break at any moment.
The man's skin has become rough and hard due to the long absence of clothes, but he is not tanned and still retains the fair complexion of a white man. It is estimated that this East African plateau is covered with thunder and dark clouds all year round, and there is not much sunlight.
"Well," Bedivere subconsciously looked away from the man, but kept asking, "Who are you? Why is a white man here?"
"My lord? My name is John Paul. You can call me Professor Paul, Professor Paul of the University of St. London, Pantoracken."
(Wow, it's a scholar. And it's fully nude.)
Palamedes scoffs at once: "What a professor. Why would a scholar of Great Britain be found in this savage's lair? It's surprising."
"My study is ethnology. The Pygmies are the most mysterious race in the world. I settled in Africa for 30 years to study the culture of this race with great concentration."
"Really dedicated." Bedivere looked at the professor coldly: "You don't even know that [Pantolaken] has changed its name to [Great Britain], right? Studying in a place like this What's the point of a cannibal. And you didn't get eaten---"
"Of course I won't be eaten." Professor Paul waved his hand disdainfully, and set his eyes on a few Pygmies standing on guard: "Though these savages are considered notorious [cannibals] ], but they don't actually eat outsiders. They only eat their own kind, and not to feed themselves."
"---Oh?!" The leopard warrior stared suspiciously.
"Really. They only eat clansmen who are seriously injured or seriously ill. They will eat them when they know that the wounded patients are hopeless. A part of the body of the tribe and continue to live."
"Uh---" Bedivere stuck out his tongue and made a disgusting look: "I don't care. No matter how good the reasons and excuses, disgusting cannibalism is still disgusting. These savages Humans are still ugly **** it. It's unbelievable that you give up your life in a civilized world in order to study this **** dwarf."
Professor Paul rolled his eyes at the werewolf: "Your so-called civilized society is a twisted and weird world, can you not judge this group of savages by your [civilized] values?
There is no right or wrong in this world, it's just rules that [civilized people] forcibly set. And that kind of rules are not applicable in this wild society. "
"...Well, whatever." Bedivere didn't bother to argue with the other party, and finished the game with a perfunctory sentence.
Professor Paul gave the two orcs another shot: "So, I'm in front of you, an Eskimo and a Gric? What kind of wind brought you to this place?"
Bediver was stunned for a while, he hadn't been called his race's full name in a long time. People called him either "Wolfman" or "Dog", and very few people called him [Eskimo]. Even he could barely remember the name.
"We---" Seeing that Bedivere was still in a daze, Palamides hurriedly said, "We are participating in the [Trial of the Knights of the Round Table], this is the area we have to pass the exam. We It's just that I happened to run into this group of Pygmies and were brought here by them."
"And they [happily] refer to you as their mythical [Sonohasta]? Interesting."
"It's not such a coincidence..." Bedivere said helplessly. It's all to blame for Palamides for thundering and discharging in front of this group of savages, and showing off all kinds of cool skills, which made this group of savages stunned.
In retrospect, if the leopard hadn't done this much, the Bergmie would have lost interest in werewolves and leopard warriors right away, back off after a few tries, and have a quiet night for the two of them.
Bediver gave the leopard warrior a stern look: It's all your fault!
"What the **** is that?" Palamidis couldn't help but avoid Bedivere's scorching gaze, and quickly changed the subject: "[Sonohasttar]?"
"Huh," Professor Paul folded his arms and snorted: "It's something like a **** of the heavens, a savior, or a **** descending to earth. The Pygmies believe that every three thousand years, the sky will Send down a **** to pray for their family to eliminate disasters. This **** is the incarnation of thunder and lightning, capable of emitting wild thunder from the whole body, and using electricity as a spear to assassinate [the devil in the sky]."
The werewolf's ears moved, and he immediately asked: "What is [the demon in the sky]?"
(Could it be... an evil spirit?!)
"I don't know~IndoMTL.com~Professor Paul shrugged:" That's a very old legend after all, God knows what it symbolizes. "
Boom! There was a violent vibration from the floating island, almost knocking the leopard and wolf to the ground. The entire island has flown under another larger island and docked with the bottom of that big floating island!
A large cave at the bottom of the big floating island immediately puts down some kind of wooden ladder, which merges with a device on the small floating island to form an upward path.
"Okay, that's awesome. Obviously a savage." Bedivere murmured.
"Stop talking. Let's take you to see the Great Elder first." Professor Paul got up and said, "Come with me. This is the base of the Pygmies, you better be careful. If something goes wrong , I can't save you!"
Bediver and Palamidis each took a mouthful of saliva, followed Professor Paul, and walked to the depths of the big floating island in a startling step. () "The Legend of 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!