Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 252 is preparing for the darkness

The world, noon on the fourth day. Kilimanjaro Volcano Palace.

Kay followed Frey and came to a huge underground square.

It should have been a fire pool covered by lava, but the lava was drained out of the giants' powerful diversion technology to make such a large space. This elliptical platform, 5,000 thousand square feet, is made up entirely of diamond-hard volcanic rock, enough to cope with powerful impacts. There is still a lava pool on its edge, and it is not a joke to fall from there.

When I saw such a square, Kai couldn’t help but feel uneasy. The flow of this plot has probably been able to guess.

"Go in." Fu Lei said, she gestured to Kai from the high platform to jump down the square.

There is a large circle of lava pools under the 10-foot high platform. Jumping from here is easy, and it is difficult to return.

"Beauty, what do you mean by that?" Kay was wondering. If you are thrown into the huge square, and then a trapped beast, Kay will have nowhere to escape until he is killed.

"You want to get the Flame Sword, this is the only way." Fu Lei's arms crossed on his chest, and he said quietly. "According to the tradition of the giant, you must accept the challenge of four deaths, if you can Pass, you can get the Flame Sword; otherwise? Waiting for you is death."

Kay was slobbered: "The surrender is unacceptable, right?"

"Of course, the kind of guy who will surrender, we invite them to kiss the lava." Fu Lei sneered.

Kay knows that the female giant is serious. Her sneer is incomparably cruel.

"If you can challenge me in the first place, why are you imprisoning me for so many days?" Kay asked inexplicably.

"Of course," Fu Lei showed a pitiful look. "I was planning to let you know and retreat. After all, it is absolutely impossible for a weak human being to survive this challenge. It will be Your life."

Kay knows the gentleness of Fu Lei. Her idea of ​​not letting the Cavaliers play the Flame Sword is entirely out of pity for the Cavaliers. She could have killed the Cavaliers with ease and effort, but she did not do so; she could also let the Cavaliers directly challenge the battlefield and kill people, but she did not.

She persuaded Kay in a bitter heart, hoping that Kay’s stupid human being could turn back to shore!

Although the mouth is vicious, the shot is hot, but the female giant in front of Kai, the heart of the incomparable kindness!

Kay couldn’t help but sway. He has played (played with) countless girls, but they are all playing on the spot. He has always been such a playboy, and those girls have always been such watery poppies. The person who really cares about Kay’s life and death, except for Arthur’s buddies, is the first female.

It made him a little embarrassed.

"How?" Frye sees Kay still thinking, thinking that Kay is hesitating. "Do you want to jump? If you jump, you can't go back. Even if you cry and beg for mercy, I have to kill you and push it into the lava. Go - this is your last chance: do you want to give up?"

"哼哼哼哼哼" Kay smiled a little, "I gave up on this part, where is a man? - Of course it is to challenge!"

"Think clearly and say this! You will die -" Fu Lei has not finished, Kai has jumped and jumped into the battlefield. "of"

Fu Lei saw that it was too late to stop this man, and his face could not help but reveal the complex expression of regret and uneasiness. She sighed and whispered: "So, good luck."

Elison Pure Land, the early morning of the sixth day (the fourth day of the world (?)). Battleship [Sword of Damocles] (Yang), on the deck.

Bedyville quietly looked at the distant sky, raised his magic bow [the fire of Lena], and gently pulled out an arrow.

auzw.com嗖! The arrow bursts into a powerful shock wave, and the shock wave dissipates in the distance and blends into the night.

After shooting this hair, after satisfying, Bediville felt the force and emptiness as always. His left hand was sore.

Sure enough, this bow sucked him too much physical strength. In the last battle, he actually only shot two arrows. Although the two shots were amazing, they killed dozens of dragons and nearly 100 infantry, but they were so tired that he could hardly move. Moreover, the two arrows were also launched under the premise of Hoarfrost Long Xianvia, [guaranteed to be able to hit]. Real battle, who will stand still and let you fight? In exchange for the strength of physical strength, such a powerful bow and arrow, each shot is a huge loss.

Bedyville is still wondering how to better control the bow and arrow, how to increase the number of bows and arrows.

Tristan just came out and changed his position with Bediville. When he saw the werewolf teenager holding a magic bow, he couldn’t help but walk over and ask, "What’s wrong, is the Bedie? The magic bow is not easy to use?"

"Yeah." Bedieville told the fisherman about his thoughts.

"This way." Tristan thought for a moment. "In fact, I have long wanted to say that since you can use madness, you can't pull down the bow in the state of madness? Inhale a lot of photons first, then let the bow suck. Go, your own physical strength will not be consumed so badly."

"That is possible, but--" Bedieville thinks that his [madness] is actually an unfinished technique. Once he is mad, his consciousness will soon be manipulated by the beast's consciousness, and finally change. Become a beast that will only be madly destroyed, and bring trouble to your companions. He can try to avoid using madness if he can.

He didn't want to hurt his companions.

As if I had already seen the thoughts of Bediville, Tristan smiled and said: "You haven't practiced madness, right? Then you should practice more. Always evade, let it not be used, isn't it the way?"

"but--"

"Oh, there is still some spare time, you can practice it. Rest assured, when you are swallowed by the beast's consciousness and lose control, I will knock you out at the side." Tristan intends to watch Brady with a gentle look. He can do this for his friends now.

"Is it really irrelevant?" Betty was upset. "I am afraid you are not careful."

The fisherman prince puts a akimbo posture and proudly said: "In that case, it is just my own lack of cultivation. You don't have to blame yourself. If I really can't stop you from going crazy, I can still wake up Arthur and let He is coming to stop you."

"If you wake Arthur, the consequences will be very serious." Bedieville smiled bitterly.

"Hey," Tristan smirked. "That kind of thing, then I will say it later."

The Werewolf boy shook his head and got rid of those uneasy thoughts. He handed the magic bow to Tristan and walked away a little distance: "Well, I want to start, be careful."

He concentrated his mind and imagined himself becoming a monster.

The free photon in the environment begins to be inhaled by the werewolf juvenile and accumulates in his muscles. Some of the photons were converted into mass and space expansion, and the werewolf boy began to become huge and became a ten-foot-high behemoth.

Tristan swallowed his mouth and looked at the silver giant wolf under the moonlight.

The fisherman teenager yearns for the rough flesh beauty of the werewolf, although this is contrary to his own aesthetics.

"Beddyville?" Tristan asked, "Are you alright? Talk to me."

"I'm fine," Bettiville replied stutteringly, and he was struggling to keep his consciousness, not letting the beast's consciousness ruin his mind.

However, after a long day of hard work, the spirit has been exhausted to extremes. How can he try to keep it, or can't last long. He fell asleep as the consciousness of [people].

The beast's consciousness completely controlled him.

It is stupid behavior to use [madness] in extreme fatigue! Beddyville will soon pay for it!