Chapter 219: The battle of death in Nandi (below)

Chapter 219 The Battle of the Dead under the Southern Emperor
At the beginning of the millennium, Arthur grabbed the tail of the comet with one hand.
"What are you doing?! Let me go!" Little Red Dragon hurts with tears and struggles in Arthur's hands.
Arthur looked at the Red Fire Dragon comet, and he looked at the Hall and the Golden Lion who came here.
He sighed and said in a pleading tone:
"Comet, this is my life's request. After that you can do anything for me - but now, let me finish this battle! Please beg!
We must win, otherwise - "The young knight looks at the dragon in his hand, tears from his dry eyes:" Otherwise, Bedieville will die! "
The dragon looked at his contractor, and the hard-hearted dragon also had a soft heart.
"I can help you too. But there is no chance at all!"
"I have the last resort!" Arthur said. If he is desperate to get out, there is indeed a way to use it!
"Helping you is... but after that you have to promise me a request!"
"What can be requested. Let me win now!" Arthur said.
"Good!" The red fire dragon once again fell on Arthur's armor. The black dragon was actually broken and ruined. After reluctantly blending, there was no glory.
"The power of your dragon is running out?" Hall Road, who came in, "Do you think that with this look, can you continue to fight with us?! - Wallace! Put the gravity well The pressure is adjusted to the maximum!! I want to crush his bones!"
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The surrounding floor sag together and it sinks deep and deep. Arthur was crushed on the ground, unable to move at all, only to get stuck with the ground!
"This is over." Hall is not free to move around with this huge gravity field. But his strong physique still makes him stand up!
"No--" Arthur, climbed up from the broken ground. His whole body radiated a red glow, blending the fire from the dragon armor.
"You actually have the power to do this -" Hall only said half. He understood it.
The power of the comet has long been exhausted. Now Arthur is completely from other places to the fusion dragon armor [supply] with photons.
He inserted the sword of the king obliquely into his abdomen. Using his own blood and flesh as a medium, countless photons are poured from the sword of the king into the fusion dragon, injecting endless power (photons) into the dragon!
The body of Dragon and Arthur is in a state of semi-fusion, and the sword of the king and the body of Arthur are also semi-fused.
The sword of the king can borrow photons from countless parallel time and space. Its power is endless, and its possibilities are endless!
Of course, the risk of doing so is enormous. It’s not good for Arthur to be petrified anymore, and this time, it’s sure to die!
"Is it still possible to use it like this?" Hall Road, he began to get a little tired with this supergravity. What made him more tired was Arthur’s stalker.
"Come on!" Arthur heard the sound of his bones breaking. Now he is relying on the propulsion of the dragon armor. In fact, his body is already inside the dragon arm. He wakes up thinking and tries to Instead of thinking about this kind of thing, I held the sword of the king in one hand and raised the photon dagger in one hand.
"Let's kill you and die!" He rushed over and waved his dagger to the Hall!
The two fought on the battlefield in the collapse. Hall can't move freely in the super-gravity field. Wallace seems to use all his energy to maintain the super-gravity field, so Arthur, with the strong propulsion of the dragon armor, immediately took the advantage! His photon dagger is short, but the speed is quite fast. Arthur swam around Hall like a red light, and the dagger in his hand was a green light that stabbed Hall!
Like a pulsating fireworks, it is like a flying firefly.
In contrast, Hall, which is inconvenient to move, can only lift the sword in a step-by-step manner!
Hall gradually understood from Arthur's attack that this crazy, desperate attack is exactly the same as Arthur's own chess style!
As long as you are defensive and don't suffer fatal damage, this guy will soon die because there is no chess piece (physical strength)!
Although it is inevitable that there is damage, but always take the defensive, victory will belong to Hall!
However, the old man has lived for so many years and felt the passion of fighting for the first time.
He was infected by the hard work (crazy) of the young man in front of him, and his heart was ready to move.
For the first time in 50 years since I was reborn, I have such enthusiasm in my heart!
Therefore, I have to respond to him. Have to come up with the true ability to counter it!
Hall canceled the defensive, letting himself be scratched by Arthur's dagger, countering with pure feelings, and slashing and slashing!
Arthur sneered. It was almost desperate, and Hall, who has been defensively defensive, is now attacking! This is fine, as long as Hall continues to attack, he will begin to reveal flaws!
While Arthur avoided it, he did not forget to continue the mad attack. Then, the timing of his waiting finally arrived! At the same time that Hall was stabbed, Arthur took the initiative to welcome it! His chest was pulled out of a big hole, but he pulled out the sword of the king in the abdomen, and a sword cut the right arm of the Duke of Hall!
"Oh!" Hall hesitated because of the pain. Arthur found the next opportunity, he did not waste, but rushed to the past, a sword cut to the golden lion Wallace! !
"No!!!" Hall rushed over at this time, using his arm to block Arthur's attack! He used his left arm to protect his contract creature!
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"What?!" Arthur was shocked. This is a change he had never thought of. However, he could not continue to hesitate, ten minutes is almost over, and no longer kill the golden lion, Beddyville will die!
"Don't get in the way!!" Arthur's fusion dragon armrays the last flame, enough for him to approach Wallace at high speed. He raised his sword and stabbed the heart of the golden lion!
"You can't think about it!!" Hall, who had already broken his arms, rushed over at an unimaginable speed and slammed the golden lion that couldn't move. Arthur's sword was inserted straight into Hall's chest, nailing Hall to Wallace's chest!
"Why--" Arthur looked at the Duke of Hall with amazement. Because of the lack of puncture, Wallace was not pierced by the heart and died, but Hall was seriously injured!
"Just a cat!" Arthur shouted. "Why do you want to do this?!"
"You don't understand, Arthur." Hall vomited his blood and sneered. "Wallace is my son!"
Fifty years ago, the Duke of Hall died and resurrected. Kama’s reincarnation was very cruel, only giving Hall’s [life], and ignoring Hall’s wife and son’s [death].
Just as Hall recovered from the edge of death, he held a mysterious object in his hand. This white is like a cobblestone thing, it is the egg of chaos.
That is, the things that come from nowhere, the things that are chaotic, the inexplicable existence.
Then hatched from the egg, it is a chaotic troll, this Persian cat form of "Wallace".
Of course, at first he was not called Wallace. Because of the loss of his wife and children, the spirit of the Hall, the spirit of the Hall, did not care about this cat who did not know where to come from.
Until Hall cleaned up the ruins of the destroyed home, he found the chessboard, his son Wallace's favorite board.
The cat immediately sat on the chessboard and gestured to Hall to play chess with him.
Middle-aged people and cats, in the snow-covered, ruined ruins, began to confront each other.
Originally, the Chaos Troll was just a reflection of the people. The cat was just imitating the memory of the confrontation between the former Hall and his son. Holborn thinks this way.
Until, Wallace took a step that never happened before.
This step of chess, shocked to heaven, exquisite, immediately will Hall will die.
This chaotic troll did not reflect the hearts of the people. He created. He has his own spirituality. He is more creative than the son of Hall, the chess player of the day.
At that moment, the tears crossed the face of the middle-aged man and dripped on the board.
Karma is not completely cruel. It takes away the wife and children of Hall, but leaves a precious gift.
Gift of the soul.
"That is the son of the Duke of Hall, no doubt." Gaia Knight Cador described the story of Hall in Wallace, and the golden mane arrow began to fall off the chest of Bediville. Bedieville took a deep breath and opened his eyes.
"Beddy! What happened to you?!" Tristan replied quickly.
"I am fine?" Bedieville touched his chest, no blood or scars.
"Wallace's Golden Arrow is only paralyzing the nerves of the human body for a while, and it is not lethal." Cador explained, "Wallace, like the Duke of Hall, is a pacifist."
He had no intention of killing Bediville from the beginning. All this is just a trick to force Arthur and Hall to fight.
Arthur gasped and pulled out the sword of the king who was inserted in the chest of the Grand Duke of Hall. He sat on the ground with powerlessness. "Do you want to continue playing, Lord Duke?"
"Hey--" Hall fell to the ground, "No, you won. It's really a battle that has been dripping, and it hasn't been so good for a long time."
"If you really kill Bediville, I will make you more enjoyable." Arthur looked at Bedyville, who rushed out to wave at him. He knew that Brady was safe.
"The Grand Duke... [Human and Orc are never peacefully coexisting"," Arthur said. "You said this, I just thought about it seriously.
I came to the conclusion that you are wrong -
The so-called survival is not to prosper yourself to weaken others. That kind of practice will only make you more and more weak -
The so-called survival is to let yourself continue to evolve, constantly stronger, and constantly adapt to the world -
The so-called survival is a process of self-improvement of biology -
The so-called survival is the process of fighting the world, the destiny, and the times.
If, the descendants of our human beings, they are so disappointing and defeated by the orcs, that time they should have been wiped out and disappeared from the historical stage. They are exhausted, and that is what they are looking for. We have no right to intervene.
We are not gods, we have no power to choose which race is worth living, and which race must be eliminated.
We are just weak, powerless, stupid... just one person.
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After the speech, Arthur felt that his whole body seemed to be scattered, and he finally fell. Among the eyes, he looked at the comet that had already fallen aside.
The "female" wounded star of the comet dreams whispered.
Arthur was black in front of him. In addition to hearing the footsteps and shouts of the rescue team, he could never feel anything else.