Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 32 is a battle in the coast

In the darkness of the hustle and bustle, there are two scenes suddenly appearing.

"Here is -" Knight Arthur opened his eyes. He saw two familiar scenes in the two scenes.

In the light on the right side, the figure of the man is in the great light, and this light is consuming everything. Time seems to flow at an extremely slow rate, and the city behind him is falling apart.

"Sorry, son." The man said, "This is not what you should bear."

In the light on the left side, the woman's figure is in the torrent of flames, and this flame is ablating her. Time seems to flow at an extremely slow rate, and her body is falling apart.

"Sorry, Arthur," said the woman. "We can't do more for you, everything can only be entrusted to you."

The young man stood still in the gap between the two scenes, watching everything slowly, but surely, destroyed.

Without tears, he didn't know how to cry; he was not sentimental, he didn't know what was sorrow. What he has in his heart is just an empty silence: looking at the destruction of everything in front of him, but he can't mourn in the form, the infinite loss of helplessness brought by this helplessness.

For a long time, the young boy sighed, "I hate you, really. But the past is over, you rest in peace. The next thing, let me do it."

"Sorry, and, thank you." The two figures faded away. The scenes of destruction are also followed by two figures and attributed to darkness and silence.

They succumbed to the eternal sorrow of eternal destruction, leaving only this young man, one alone struggling to survive in the flood of fate -

In order not to lose anything, they let him lose everything.

"Hey!" seemed to be a nightmare, and Knight Arthur woke up from his sleep.

He looked around and was lying in the arms of Bettiville. The little guy's fur was as warm and soft as the fine fur. If it wasn't for the pendant in front of Brady's chest that stung Arthur, Arthur might still sleep longer.

"Arthur" Werewolf boy also had tears in his eyes and seemed to sleep very hard.

"That's my chicken leg meat--" Even Kay fell asleep at the hole. He relied on the campfire to huddle, and while talking about his dreams, the saliva also flowed to the ground.

There are no people who even stand guard.

"It’s a bunch of guys who lack tension." Arthur gently climbed up.

On the distant coast, in the snowstorm, Arthur did see a vaguely visible figure. But the figure did not move, standing there quietly, as if time had been stagnant forever.

The knight put on his clothes, picked up his arms, walked out of the cave, and came to the figure.

auzw.com"Why don't you attack us? You can obviously let us fall asleep and kill us." Arthur asked.

It is a beautiful mermaid that is so beautiful. She sat on the reef and sang a song. The beautiful blue fish scales reflected in the moonlight of the blizzard. This is very similar to the portrait of the mermaid that Arthur saw when he was a child. It made Arthur instantly illusory and thought he was In the fairy tale!

At the end of the song, the singer of the mermaid stopped. She turned her head in a hurry and rushed to the Cavaliers. "I would have liked you to sleep forever. This is a peaceful and beautiful way of death for you."

They know best about beauty. Even killing is also about aesthetics.

Arthur smiled coldly: "No wonder. I was going to wait until they woke up to teach them a good meal - there was no sentry, and all went to sleep. But now, it seems that the mermaid has hypnotized For us, it doesn't work."

"You know it." The mermaid smiled, and the laughter was as crisp as a silver bell, but it was full of deadly vibrato: "You are one of the few people who can resist my hypnotism. A good man, still a handsome boy. It’s a pity to kill you."

Arthur wrinkled his thick black eyebrows. He knows the mediocrity of his appearance and the irony of the other. But he did not get angry because of the provocation of the other side: waiting for him is a deadly fight, can not allow a little lax.

Arthur pressed his hand against the hilt of his waist and asked with a loud voice: "Answer me. Why did the mermaid attack Pantoraken? Is the mermaid owned by the entire Arctic Ocean and Iceland? Is it not enough?! Why do you want Pantora? Ken, what a hot place for you?!"

It is hard to imagine that they will be interested in Pantoraken, who can only survive in temperatures below five degrees Celsius. They should not waste their strength and financial resources on what they have gotten useless. This is unreasonable.

The mermaid didn't take it for granted. He only replied in a mocking tone: "No why. Our queen wants, so we want it. We are ordered to act, nothing more."

Arthur's confusion is deeper: Is this all just the Queen's idea?

The Queen of Iceland should not go crazy?

Arthur asked tentatively: "I really have no room for negotiation? Take me to see Her Majesty!"

"Well, yes. As long as you can beat me." The mermaid smiled. Her jade hands are high, and she uses the filigree jade finger with a light blue length and a medium-sized nail to provoke the boy's gaze: "Come on, boy, let's dance."

She volleyed into the ice sea after a vacant flight, and the beautiful fish tail made an ice-blue light arc in the night.

At the moment when her figure completely disappeared into the sea, there was a huge wave on the sea: a 30-foot-tall sea snake with huge winged fins poked out from the whirlpool, and the blue mermaid sat in the sea On the head of the snake.

The mermaid ice blue scales form a stark contrast with the dark blue scales of the sea snakes, which seem to be light and dark in the ocean.

The mermaid's hand shines with the excess light before the magic is launched, ready to burst all kinds of ice magic to the knight; the sea snake with red eyes staring at the knight, ready to pounce to tear the little man into pieces .

Human beings are the weakest of all races, talents and sea beasts, and mermaid have the difference between clouds and mud. Arthur’s desire to defeat this huge sea beast and the mighty mermaid magician alone is almost impossible.

"Oh, sorry, I said [to beat me]? Correctly speaking, you need to defeat [us]." The mermaid laughed wildly. She never thought about any possibility of losing.

"Good." Arthur did not show a little fear, showing his weapon.

Under this absolute disadvantage, he pretended to be calm, but in fact he still did not come up with any strategy to defeat his opponent.