Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 1149 Guild Wars in Oasis II

~ Stop! ~

The voice is soft and serene, and it directly penetrates into people's minds. It calms the anger of the world and teaches people to give up killing and seek peace. Its voice is thorough and reverberating in the soul of the werewolf.

~ If you go on like this, you will lose him. ~

It is like the mother's love, and it is like the tolerance of nature. It is gentle and boundless. It is full of hope and compassion.

~ You will lose your friend. ~

Impressed by this kind of pity, a drop of blood and tears flowed from the eyes of the werewolf. It ran to a branch on the cheek, and was affected by the power of the sacred tree, and immediately turned into a clear teardrop.

The sacred tree purifies everything, and pulls Bediville, who has lost his mind and lost in the sea of ​​madness and chaos, back to the other side of consciousness. This force quickly calmed the "crazy" in the chaotic red wolf, and stopped the werewolf in time before Bediville killed Tristan.

The red light in Beddyville's eyes began to fade, his muscles that had been swollen all over his body, his hair changed from deep red to silver, and even changed to other colors under the sky blue light of the twigs.

"Hey!" Betdyville came back and found that he was holding on to Tristan's neck. He was shocked and immediately let go of his hand, and the prince of the fisherman slammed into the ground.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough!!" Once breathing, Tristan began to cough violently.

"You guys, do you want to kill me?!" Once you can speak, the fisherman priest begins to curse evilly: "Maniac! Idiot! Are you mad at the brain or burned out? Friends can't tell?"

"I am sorry," Biddyville whispered his forehead and said, "The situation was too critical, I have no choice."

The branches of the sacred tree on his body slowly contracted and retracted into the prosthetic limbs of his left arm. Tristan's eyes have never left the mysterious branch. At this moment, he has tens of millions of questions, and the problem is so many that he does not know where to ask.

"Do you stop me from the kind of holy tree?" The werewolf looked at his arm and whispered.

"What the **** is that?" Tristan asked, "We have left all the belongings on board before the ship of the British warship. You actually have a hand in your arm? You know this is a serious cheating. ?!"

"I used to think that the power of the sacred tree was sealed by the magic bracelet. It was completely unusable. It was originally a "Beddyville martyrdom that did not affect the test." In fact, he did not rely on the power of the tree in this way.

Tristan screamed angrily: "This is not important! Your kid is indeed carrying a contraband all the way! Believe it or not, I will report you!"

The werewolf shunned the prince's gaze, half-baked with a half-hearted pleading: "Don't care about this detail"

I did not expect this sentence to anger the fisherman prince: "You almost killed me, dare to tell me [don't care about the details]?!"

He turned his head and looked at the battlefield again. The scenery of this battlefield is far from the way he hid in the protective cover. He can only describe it as [tattered].

There are pits everywhere in the battlefield. There are countless pits that are corroded by acid, and there are countless pits that are pulled out by some crazy power. A lot of rocky soil has been more impacted and flattened, making this flat grassland into a gully hill.

In this chaotic battlefield, the bodies of countless creatures lie everywhere. In addition to the huge armor beetles that fired acid cannonballs, there are more than a dozen invisible dead wood rafts, dozens of mushroom monsters and three dead wood giants. Is it a loud noise that has brought these monsters over?

And the grass full of flytrap traps is more chaotic. The flytrap trap on the ground was triggered a lot, most of them were killed by a huge force, and even the time of clamping the other's feet was not killed. These flytraps were crushed into a group of faint flesh and blood, and the green plasma flow was everywhere. Although they were only the flesh of the plants, they still looked very bloody.

"What technique did you use to kill these monsters in a short time?" Tristan's face showed an incredible look, and the huge shock he felt completely ruined the anger in his stomach.

Bedyville does not speak.

Seeing that the werewolf did not answer, the fisherman prince continued to ask: "Is this related to your dark red, and you are crazy?"

Bedyville still said nothing. He guards a big secret, and this secret is too absurd, and no one will believe it.

"Miscellaneous things!" Tristan's forehead once again emerged with blue veins. "I know that walking with you will definitely be bad!"

"Cough" The werewolf whispered in the painful lower abdomen and said, "Don't say it. Just made a big noise, and finally cleaned up the enemy temporarily. But this volume will soon lead to a new batch of enemies. We have to leave here as soon as possible."

auzw.com "You are hurt?" Tristan saw the unnatural move of the werewolf and frowned at the doubt.

"No." Bettiville replied reluctantly. However, he had to rush to reach his mouth, and a disgusting feeling rushed to his throat, and he spit out a blood.

"I vomited blood and said that there was no injury?" The fisherman prince took out the medical kit: "Let me check your injury."

"No!" The werewolf quickly pushed the other side away. After a few steps back, he sat on the floor and gasped: "You don't have to worry about me. It's not hurt. My half of the liver has been taken away."

"What, what?!"

"With that powerful power, you have to pay the price." Bedyville wiped the blood from his mouth: "But don't worry. My body is very special. The things I take away will come back soon, so I will be there soon. It’s okay. I didn’t belong to this [world], so it seems that it can’t take things away from people who don’t belong to this world.”

The series of riddles of the werewolf made Tristan silent. Every time I contacted Bediville, the doubts in the fisherman’s prince were never solved, but more and more. Werewolf Bedieville is such a person full of mysteries.

At the same time, the grass that was ruined by the battle began to bloom with countless glowing flowers. They are full of blue fluorescence, full of solitude and desolateness, but also filled with some kind of nostalgic feeling. They form a winding road that leads to the deepest part of the forest.

There, I am afraid it is the birthplace of [Zero Area].

~ Come on, my ancestors. Here are the truths to seek. ~

Ethereal and vain, the voice was introduced into the minds of Bedyville and others in the form of telepathy.

Bediville resisted the abdominal pain and climbed up. He looked at Tristan and smiled. "It seems that we finally received the invitation."

"Maybe." The prince of the fisherman sorted out the equipment and prepared for a deadly battle with the leader behind the scenes: "Or, this is another death trap."

However, they have no choice.

No matter how difficult the front road is, they have to go into the depths of the forest to find out, so that this simple and confusing chase war will end.

Whether it is right or wrong, when the people arrive at the named place, when the scene behind the farce shows the true face, this forest full of doubts will definitely give them an answer.

At the same time, Cairo, Egypt, the top floor of the Cairo Grand Hotel, among the boxes of the Heavenly Restaurant.

Hey - pound! !

There is something that exploded in the sky 30 feet outside the box!

"Wow!" Paramitis was scared. He jumped out of his chair and grabbed everything he could use as a weapon: "Is the enemy attacking?!"

Not also.

The explosion was very powerful, but it did not bring death and danger. It exploded in the night sky and blew out the meteors in the sky.

The gorgeous meteor constantly changes color during the process of falling, which is dazzling. Its visual impact is the most advanced in the world, and its beauty is also the most advanced in the world.

That is a giant fireworks!

"Don't be nervous, Parami." Sphinx was sitting in a chair calmly and took a sip of red wine: "There is a fireworks meeting this evening, have you forgotten?"

"Is there, is there?" Palamidis was quite awkward. He put down the knife and fork that he held in his hand and intended to use it as a weapon: "I have completely forgotten it."

"Where," Safir whispered and said, "I have already told me before, and my father remembers it."

And Albert looked at the dragon beasts with ease and looked at the fireworks in the sky, too lazy to pay attention to the stupid Paramitis.

More fireworks burst in the air, splitting thousands of thousands of flaming fireballs in the dark night sky. The fire meteors are driven by the impact of the explosion and spread out from the center of the explosion. The range is very large. During the diffusion process, it turns from red to green, then from green to blue, and finally pulls a track like a purple raindrop to the ground. It fell to the top and completely burned out when it was about to enter the sea. It disappeared without a trace.

However, this is not the end. The whistling sound of the pyrotechnic shells hitting the air, followed by a wave of fireworks, continued to make up for the vacancy with more brilliant brilliance after the previous wave of fireworks explosions, illuminating the night sky constantly, shining brilliantly Let the dark stars seem to be hung with seven-color lanterns. Dozens of cargo ships on the Mediterranean coast used their cannons to fire fireworks at all times, and dozens of large-caliber fireworks were fired into midair every second. Or, tens of thousands of Egyptian coins are consumed every second.

That's right, this is a luxurious fireworks show, a visual feast for the Sphinx daddy to please the gem queen Rosetta.