Light Spirit Epic Chapter 883: Fighting for Tianyuan (1)
Chapter 883 of the fierce battle in Tianyuan
At the same time, in the East African plateau, in the research institute of the ancient gods. 『Word**first*
Bedivere, who turned into a silver wolf, ran wild with Palamidis on his back, while Professor Paul followed behind the silver wolf and fled desperately.
Behind them is an army of thousands of skeletons. Because of a stupid remark from Palamides, the deeper you go into the dungeon, the sooner the skeletons will escape from the prison. Bedivere and the others who escaped from the deepest part of the dungeon were chased by a large number of undead monsters, so it became a matter of course.
On both sides of the corridor, the little skeletons who had not yet escaped from the cage removed their arms and legs, used these things as weapons, and threw them at the silver wolf one by one. Although they are just bones whirling in mid-air, with little lethality, being hit by such bones still hurts, and they get in the way!
"Meow ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! *hic*, bone circus meow? It's so spectacular meow!" The leopard man sat on the back of the silver wolf and watched all this like a horse, as if it had nothing to do with it. Laughing, intriguingly high.
"Palamidis!" Bedivere's face was flushed with anger, and while cursing, he had to concentrate on dodging the oncoming bone darts: "You meow! It's better to hurry up if you have time to laugh. Find a way to help me open the way!"
"Why meow! These darts are not lethal, at most they will hurt. *Hiccup*, you see these skeletons throwing darts are funny!"
Funny is, of course, funny, to the point where the whole world is jubilant. Those skeletons dismantled their arms and legs and threw them out. They could not stand or support themselves, and instantly fell to the ground and turned into a pile of bones. There is no more clumsy attack in the world.
But it also proves that these evil spirits are still childlike minds. They were summoned, stuffed into the shell of an orc child, and lived there for the rest of their lives, until they were turned into bones and imprisoned here.
It's all crazy.
And they would rather dismantle their arms and legs and let themselves fall apart, and also use this to attack Bedivere and others, precisely because of their hatred for the living.
Just thinking about this makes the werewolf feel very distressed.
If there is a curse in the world, this **** place must be cursed.
Cursed by the malice of the ancients.
Just as the silver wolf was wondering, he walked away a little while God---
Clang! A bone dart hit Bedivere on the forehead. The wolf felt dizzy.
"Meow hahahaha, big idiot!" Palamidis, the drunk cat, laughed wildly.
Clang! As if in retribution, another bone dart hit the big cat's forehead again, and a lump swelled up on Palamidis' forehead.
"Deserved." Bedivere responded coldly.
"Ooooooooooooooooo you bastards!" Palamedius was enraged.
The most annoying person in the world is not a drunk and crazy person;
The worst person in the world is the one who is drunk and crazy with a weapon in his hand!
The irritated drunk cat wielded the Meteor Gun in his hand, Gengnir, and slashed wildly, smashing all the bone darts flying around!
"Wow, ah, ah, be careful!!" Bedivere could only scream and continue to flee. He didn't know when the big cat on his back would lose control and cut off the silver wolf's head with a long spear. With teammates like this, it's a disaster like never before in Bediveville!
Professor Paul, who was closely behind the Silver Wolf, saw Palamidis who was alcoholic and mad, and he could not help but slow down a little, keeping a distance from the Silver Wolf, for fear of being caught by Palamides. Injured by the flurry of spears.
The army of skeletons behind him approached even more, and the little skeletons roared silently and rushed towards the fleeing people! And the two stupid teammates in front of Professor Paul are blocking the way again! Being caught in the middle of two huge troubles, the old professor is really hard to say, he can't laugh or cry!
Touch! bump! bump! A louder noise came from the army of skeletons.
Professor Paul turns his head in horror. This look scared him to death!
The bone dragon has escaped from the iron cage. It uses two bony forelimbs to crawl through the narrow corridor, but it is surprisingly fast! The army of skeletons that had been chasing after Bedivere and his party was crushed one by one under the collision of the bone dragon!
The Bone Dragon became a giant bulldozer, smashing all the little skeletons running around to pieces!
If it catches up with everyone, everyone will end up the same as those little skeletons, but instead of being broken into bones, they will be turned into flesh!
"The exit is just around the corner! Run fast!" Professor Paul urged. Whether it was scraped to death by Palamidis' spear or trampled to death by the sole of a bone dragon, the old professor was unwilling!
Boom! The Bone Dragon was already close at hand, its soles landed three yards behind Professor Paul, and the next foot would probably crush the old scholar!
And Bedivere also turned back into a human form, slammed his butt, and threw Paramedis on his back, letting the big cat fly in the direction of the stairs!
"Wow ah ah ah ah!" The foot of the bone dragon fell! Professor Paul exclaimed, seeing that he was about to be trampled into flesh by the huge soles of the bone dragon!
Hohohoho! The whip in Bedivere's hand deftly wrapped around Professor Paul's waist!
Shhh! Pulling the whip hard, the old scholar only felt a huge pulling force and threw him forward. Before the sole of the bone dragon completely fell, he escaped the trap!
Plop! The old professor stuck his head on a lump of soft flesh, but that was actually a big cat's ass... ugh!
"Uh!" Professor Paul hurriedly got up and saw that he was already at the top of the stairs. Bedivere just got rid of the bone dragon's pursuit, and ran into the stairs while shouting: "What are you still doing? Run! It's not safe here!!"
The leopard warrior climbed up with the help of the werewolf and ran up the spiral staircase. Professor Paul followed.
Touch Long! The bone dragon stuck its head on the stairway, but the narrow stairway prevented it from chasing! This guy can't catch up for the time being!
Of course, it can brute force the entrance of the stairs! Under the fiddling of the bone dragon, the bricks around the entrance fell off one after another, and the monster could soon get in!
"Meow hahahahahaha!*, fool! It's like a mouse in a hole!" Paramidis is still crazy.
(You are more stupid.)
Bediver reluctantly ran upstairs with the drunk cat on his back, back to the big room full of life-saving pods before!
Because of the vibration and impact just now, several life-support capsules in the room were shattered. Its contents fell to the ground.
These contents, needless to say, are the corpses of orcs one by one.
To be more precise, they are the corpses of a group of canine juveniles. Most were decomposed, and some even turned into bones, but one or two corpses were still well preserved, allowing Bedivere to see their faces.
Ski? ! "Bediver exclaimed, looking at one of the corpses.
That's right, the corpse of the canine boy was very similar to Bedivere's son in appearance, coat color, and texture.
Similar is similar but slightly different. Husky is a dwarf, and these canines are taller.
This body is not Husky. Husky is already dead. Bedivere thought to himself.
Though, these canines and Huskies are supposed to be of the same race (Siberian).
Since the orcs were made by ancient people, it is not uncommon for the corpses of canines to be preserved here. Bedivere persuaded himself.
Just a coincidence. perhaps.
How could the Canines be the experiments of the ancient gods?
"Ski? Whiskey?" Palamidis was still selling drunk and didn't hear Bedivere's exclamation: "Whiskey! *hic*, another bottle!"
(Come back to your sister!)
The silly words of the leopard warrior brought Bedivere back to reality.
Yes, werewolves don't have time to be stunned. There is also a terrifying bone dragon chasing after them!
Touch Long! The evil spirit bone dragon has broken through the barrier of the stairs and chased up!
However, this is a wider area. Although there are many survival pods in the way, at least one can fight monsters here!
Or maybe not?
At the same time that the bone dragon rushed out, more small skeletons also rushed up and spread out in this vast space!
It's hard enough to deal with an undead bone dragon, so why do we have to deal with these armies of skeletons?
Bediveville drew his whip: "Professor Paul, find a place to hide, don't die! --- I'll take care of the miscellaneous soldiers, and Palamidis will deal with the bone dragon!"
"Meow hahahaha! *hic*, just what I want meow!" The big drunk cat wobbled and danced his spear.
"Is this guy really okay?" Professor Paul asked suspiciously as he looked for a place to hide.
"It's better if he's dead!" said the werewolf angrily ~IndoMTL.com~ He rushed up and swung his tortoise whip to sweep.
Although the army of skeletons is numerous, they are vulnerable. Bedivere even attached a strong current to the whip, trying to stop the skeletons from regrouping with electric shocks! In fact, he did it. The small skeletons that were scattered by the electric whip were obviously slower to reorganize than other skeletons that were not scattered by this method!
The evil spirit attached to the small skeleton is not powerful, its power is only to manipulate the bones. Moreover, the power of these evil spirits cannot be replenished, and if they keep killing them, the magic power (photons) of the evil spirits is completely exhausted, and they cannot continue to do evil.
The only problem is always the evil spirit bone dragon. As a perfect product for ancient people to study evil spirits, its power is much stronger than other small skeletons!
And the evil spirit is still attached to the keel. This keel is hard and has a certain self-regeneration ability. It is not easy to deal with!
Is it really okay to leave such a dangerous opponent to the drunk cat to deal with? -------Professor Paul looked at Palamidis dejectedly. () "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!