Chapter 2668: 斩黯之之光(五十)

Chapter 2668 斩黯之之光光
"This is...?" The tiger youth did not understand the intention of Bediville for a while.
He shouldn't guess wrong. The crystal fluids in Bediville have a "control range", and crystal fluids outside this range are not manipulated. So in the previous battle, Bedieville never relied on long-distance control fluids to capture Albert in the air.
The guys fired those crystal fluids into such a high altitude, in theory they couldn't control them... so what does it mean? Is it purely for the sake of Albert?
Hey.
Suddenly, there were countless harsh sounds around the air. It is the whistling sound of fine crystal liquid particles when they pass through the air at high speed.
The Mithril fluid that was bombarded into the sky began to fall like a raindrop, and the speed of the fall was obviously abnormal, not the speed at which free fall motion could be achieved. They seem to be attracted to the ground by a force field like a magnetic force.
It turned out to be the case. Albert saw this scene and immediately understood. These fluids have the characteristics of "self-recovery". They usually act on the center of something. When they leave the center point too far, they will accelerate back and gather toward the center.
The center point... is the crystal fluid sword in the stupid wolf?
Is the fire of the spell controlling these wonderful fluids?
What a versatile tool.
Hey. The falling Mithril fluid particles have become more numerous, and like the real raindrops, they are densely covered in the air.
This... Isn't it really bad? Albert frowned. If it is hit by this kind of thing ------
He was worried about this, and several Mithril fluid "rain spots" had fallen on him. They are so densely landed that they are almost inevitable. The fine particles of the fluid are not attacking, and it is naturally not painful to fall on him. But they are neither hard particles nor liquids that are so thin as water that can quickly fall off on Albert. They have a certain viscosity and they stick to Albert!
bad......! It turned out that this is the plot of the stupid wolf!
The tiger youth felt a traction.
That's right, the particles of those fluids have the property of "close to the center point." When they stuck to Albert, the close-up nature did not disappear, but instead led Albert to move closer to the center, which was the fire of the spell in Bediville's hand.
This is not a move to attack, but a move to "capture" the target. Being hit by this fluid rain will inevitably be "caught" by them and brought to Bediville. Used to restrain Albert flying in the air, this is obviously the best means!
The young tigers flap their wings and try to resist the traction. However, the fluid rain falling from the sky is very dense, and the fluid particles adhering to him are naturally more and more. The more fluid that sticks to him, the more traction it has, and even the wings of Albert can't resist this traction very well!
"Let's go!" Biddeville on the ground was waiting for the sword, waiting to fight with Albert.
This guy is full of energy and trouble. Even if Albert showed that he had so many "invincible" abilities, he couldn't make this stupid wolf.
The traction that Albert felt was getting bigger and bigger, and the propulsion that flapped the wings couldn't basically offset the traction. He was gradually dragged by that force and flew in the direction of Bediville. He can indeed use the power of the Holy Spirit White Tiger to transfer space continuously and repeatedly, letting himself escape again and again. But it doesn't make sense to do so. As long as those crystal fluids stick to him and don't fall, he will still be dragged to his opponent by the traction that will never disappear.
It is better to attack the past directly ------
Albert thought for a few seconds. Since confrontation is an unavoidable thing, it is better to succumb to the unilateral consumption of physical strength and mental strength.
"Okay, as you wish." The young people of the tigers fly and fly to higher altitudes.
Sure enough, the more he stayed away from the fire of the spell, the greater the traction he felt. The crystal fluid stuck to him has a strong "homing" feature. The farther away from the "core" that controls them, the more they want to accelerate back to the core.
The principle is unknown. Unreasonable. But the mystery of magic is like this. If you can understand it simply, it is not mysterious. However, the unreasonable thing can be used well if it catches the law. The more powerful the warrior, the more you know how to make the disadvantages beneficial, and use all the resources available on the battlefield to bring you a chance!
"Come on!" Albert slammed his wings and shook countless feathers. When the distance was reached to the extreme, and there was no longer a critical point to counter the traction, he suddenly changed the direction of the flight and began to fly in the opposite direction—that is, speeding up to the position where Bediville was. And go. His speed instantly increased to an astonishing level, which is not the speed that his wings can easily reach. He actually used the "homing" feature of those crystal fluids to further accelerate himself! Direct dive from the air outside the tens of yards to the opponent only took about half a second, while at the same time Albert has launched five separate arms behind him, ready to make [instant light 斩 斩]!
"Very good!" Bettiville also expected that Albert would do the same, and also shot the silver bracelet on the right arm and injected the [accelerator] into the blood vessels. The scenery of the whole world has become slow, and the werewolf youth can clearly see Albert's every move!
The six sword lights slashed into the head, chest, shoulders, thighs and lower abdomen of Biddiville with a completely different angle of arc. The complexity and exquisiteness of the trajectory is really not easily avoided by ordinary people! Moreover, the blade held by Albert's deity is still changing the track while hitting it. It seems to be mixed with fake movements, probably because he wants to suddenly change before he actually hits Biddyville's chest. The track becomes a spurt!
It is impossible to avoid all attacks at the same time. But in fact, Bedieville does not need to do this, clearly looking at the opponent's all attacks, as long as you wholeheartedly defend against the most threatening blow!
Hey! The other five sword arcs fell like hard raindrops on the hard crystal clusters. It was the crystal fence that Betdiville used to manipulate the secret silver fluid in the midst of a thousand miles. They surrounded the body of the werewolf youth and just blocked the five attacks of Albert's arm!
But Betteville himself raised his sword, and the trajectory of his sword in his hand just coincided perfectly with Albert's spur, and the other's sword tip was on his sword. The Luna silica gel wrapped in the two swords absorbs almost all the impact, but at the same time picks up the red pigment used for marking, which makes the blade very smooth. As a result, the two swords only took a tenth of a second to collide, and each slightly changed the original attack trajectory and slipped open, staggered!
Albert's spurs stabbed from Bettyville's neck and smashed directly!
Bedyville’s slanting upper spurs crossed from Albert’s left shoulder and fell through!
The two men passed by in an instant, and they used their fastest speed to get a sword back, and the two swords hit each other again!
None of them have retreated, using their greatest power to lift the sword, and then the pure power competition!
auzw.com "Where..." Biddiville sneered as he sneered: "Don't you sneak up on me from zero distance without your avatar?"
"Hey!" Albert said. It’s no use at this time to cast the avatar, because most of Beddyville’s body is basically protected by the crystal. Instead of wasting time releasing the avatar, it is better to break the opponent face.
"The words..." Biddyville whispered: "Are you so reluctant to continue [round table trials]? I thought you were a good fit for the Knights of the Round Table..."
"Idiot! Who wants to be that kind of thing!" Albert continued: "Don't impose your own ideals on others!"
(My own ideal...?)
"Then I will change the other words," said Bediville. "Assume that you go back to the Twilight area, complete the big hunting festival, and even solve the crisis for the entire dawn area." What can you do?
The feelings of those guys, I know best.
Even if they call you a hero today, they will forget you soon.
They never know how to be grateful, they only know how to ask for it.
They take everything that is given to them as a matter of course;
They regard others as their righteousness.
All the sacrifices you make for them, they may commemorate you in form, but they won't really remember you.
For you to build a monument, the praise song for you, may be able to spread for ten years, twenty years, a hundred years.
But then, you are just a fictional image.
No one can remember the real you.
No one can remember you who actually existed.
Your struggle, pain, humiliation, struggle, glory, sacrifice,
All your thoughts, ideas, spirits, hopes and despairs.
------ They don't understand at all, and they never try to understand.
This is... the nature of man. "
Albert was silent for a while.
The strength of the two swords is not reduced, but it is aggravated. He is resisting all his efforts, as if he used action to deny Biddyville's point of view.
Even that view, "it is absolutely correct."
"I understand everything you say." Albert whispered, "I understand all of this. I also know that my true wishes can never be reached."
"Then why are you so desperate?" Biddyville asked: "Give those broken things to other people to do, stay with your friends, live your life, don't you?"
"I can't do it." However, the tiger said reluctantly: "If you can't do it, you can't do it."
"This is a disease, do you know." Bedyville blamed: "I thought I was the savior?"
"I don't know what I want, I don't want to be." Elbert replied: "I don't understand the reason. I just want to do what I want to do."
Even if there is no half person in the world who agrees with him, everyone will only regard him as a fool.
"...you will die in the big hunting festival, absolutely." Bedieville confessed his long-standing uneasiness.
"Many things!" Albert said, as if he had foreseen his future.
Even so, his determination has never changed.
Boom! ! Dozens of split arms suddenly appeared, pressing against the back of the training sword. Because of the increase in the arm, the thrust on the side of Albert has suddenly increased, and Betteville has been crushed from the power!
Bettyville, who had no time to deal with all of this, was hit by Albert! The support made up of all the secret silver fluids beside him was also broken! Hey! Albert's teleport arrived behind the werewolf youth. It was exchanged with the feathers that had shaken off his wings before! All the split arms he has changed are ready to go!
[Instant light 斩 斩]!
Dozens of swords were simultaneously thrown out, and before Bediville reacted, they fell on the werewolf youth, leaving dozens of traces. No one can hurt the kind of soft collapse attack. But it really opened, and Albert's own haze.
The tiger raised the blade in his hand and pointed to the sky.
This is his victory.