Chapter 2979: The Never Returning Morning (54)

Chapter 2979: Never-ending Morning 54
After Sprigan fell, Albert went up and looked at the Centaur monster again.
Mainly, he was worried that Sprigan was not dead and lying on the ground waiting for an attack. Ancient people's body structure is different from that of Albert. God knows whether the destruction of their head will actually cause the death of these guys?
But Sprigan didn't get up, and even said he didn't move anymore. Black blood continued to flow from the monster's pierced head, and he looked really dead.
So this monster still has a brain structure. He seemed to be made of unknown alloy all over his body. He was indifferent even if his left arm was blown away, and even a drop of blood did not bleed from the wound of the blown arm, which is only a part of his body that can be discarded. But this guy's head can bleed, and piercing his head can kill the monster. It turned out that the brains of ancient people were the weakness.
Albert suddenly had a very strange idea, thinking that Sprigan, an unreasonably strong centaur body, could be replaced. The real ancients didn’t own this body, only when needed. Change your head to this body.
Of course, the idea was interesting, and Albert was unable to find any obvious seams on Sprigan's neck. Sprigan's head should not be directly spliced ​​onto the body of this centaur. Maybe something in the head? Maybe, it is to transplant the brain ball directly into the desired body?
Either way, Albert seems to have won. Sprigan never climbed up again, proving that he couldn't climb up and continue fighting?
"Congratulations. You won the first fight in the fighting arena." The dark shadow of the abyss appeared next to Albert: "You can search for loot that belongs to you on this battlefield, or you can go off to rest. Of course, if you want to continue fighting, I will not stop you. The flow of time outside the field does not make sense. I suggest that you go to the field to take a good rest and rectify, ready to challenge the second duel."
"How many times does this duel?" Albert asked: "Would you like me to deal with thousands of ancient people alone?"
"No. They can send their strongest challengers, and they can always send them until they lose their hearts and mouths. But their strongest challengers can't win you, which means that the rest of them are impossible. Win. They know when they should give up, you don’t have to worry about this."
The truth is this truth. Albert was puzzled. But God knows how dead-hearted the ancient god-human race is?
In any case, it is better to retreat first. The flow of time outside the fighting field is meaningless, which means that the opponent can have unlimited time to prepare for the next matchup, and it is a loss to stay here anyway.
Albert took a closer look at the Centaur Warrior and found that the only thing he could search was the spear that caused the blast shock wave. To be honest, it is not a very powerful artifact, and it is so dead that it can't be waved with Albert's physique.
Because this is the first duel, the weapon is at risk of being taken away by Albert. The ancients didn't even plan to send the strongest warrior to play, even the warrior did not have any powerful weapons;
Of course, it is also possible that the ancients slept in the cracks of the abyss for many years, and failed to produce any decent artifacts in an environment of scarce supplies.
Albert only hopes that the situation is the latter.
He took the heavy spear and stuffed it into his pocket, thinking about how to make the best use of the weapon, and walked out of the fighting field.
"Please come back again after being fully prepared." said the shadow of the endorsement of the abyss, watching Albert leave.
The tiger youth did not even answer the other party.
At the same time, in that dark village.
"Um" Mut gradually woke up and found that someone was holding him from the back, and still had a skin hug.
In the low light, he found that the white tiger-shaped arm belongs to Albert, and he was happy for a few seconds, but he soon felt that things would not be so simple, because the real Albert would Accept him.
"You are his avatar?" The catman then asked, "The avatar I was with last time?"
"Huh." The tiger behind him replied: "That guy asked me to take care of you."
"Are you [taking care of] this degree?" Mutt tried to move his sore lower limb and hummed. He had a sweet dream just now, but when he woke up, he realized that it was not just a dream.
"I'm sorry. I should have asked your opinion before doing this. But you have been in a coma, and it seems that the situation is urgent." Albert's avatar replied: "The guy said that only by doing this can you recover. So I’m a little bit reckless."
"No. It's okay." Mutt didn't feel angry, or he wanted to be angry but couldn't get up. On the contrary, he felt an inexplicable sadness. He hugged Albert's doppelganger's arm and began to weep.
"Don't do that." Albert's doppelganger comforted.
"He would rather let his avatar come to [take care of] me like this, rather than do it himself." The catman whispered: "I know that I can't have a future by staying with him, but this is too"
auzw.com "I don't know if it's appropriate to say this," Albert's avatar stroked the catman's head and whispered consolation: "But he said he treated you like a brother Look at it. He can’t do that to his brother. It’s not because he hates you, he is purely physiologically unacceptable. So don’t be too concerned about it, can’t you accept it?

"Uh" Mutter hugged Albert's doppelganger, and wept bitterly.
"So how do you feel now? The erosion of that crystal on your body has stopped meow?"
"Probably." Mutt replied. He did not feel any pain in his arm, but he still felt the discomfort of "there was a crystal slowly growing out of the skin". He couldn't remember things in his childhood, but if the teeth grow out of his mouth, it will make people feel aching and itching, and now he probably feels the same.
"Hold me tight" Catman teenager whispered, "Can you do the same thing again?"
"Do you still want it?" Albert's avatar said confusedly.
"Can't you? Are you tired?"
"No, I'm not tired."
In this different space between reality and the abyss, the flow of time is meaningless. Therefore, they can actually have unlimited time and unlimited physical strength to do what they want to do.
"Then come." Mut said: "I just want to feel your presence again and again for the last time. Even if you are not the real him."
"You were asleep and awake just now, and I'm afraid of hurting you," said Albert's avatar. "Can this time be more intense?"
"Well." The Catman teenager whispered, turned around and hugged him tightly.
I don't know how long it has passed. In this different space, the flow of time has no meaning.
When Albert (the deity) left the arena and slowly walked back to the village, he suddenly felt an inexplicable emptiness. It seemed as if the body had been hollowed out, but it soon recovered. He vaguely realized that his body was "emptied out" was a fact that once existed, but because the time flow in this different space is unnatural, the "existing fact" was immediately rested by "Albert "instead.
He felt an inexplicable annoyance, because he realized that he had changed out to be a special avatar to take care of Mute, and it seemed that he had exercised intensely with Mute. Although he asked the doppelganger to do it, the result still made him very annoyed and annoyed.
He quickened his pace and walked back to the village house where Mute was originally installed, trying to find Mute. When he opened the door of the room, he found that it was empty.
"Mute?" Albert called. No one responded. There was an unpleasant smell floating in the room, but Mute was not present and didn't know where to go.
Albert knew that Mute could not leave the village in this way, his physical strength was not allowed. And Mute has no reason to leave, he should be here just waiting for Albert to return. But Mute was gone, there was no shadow, and no trace of him even going out.
"What's the matter? Explain!" Albert yelled, because he knew the abyss was watching him somewhere.
"Reassure. He hasn't disappeared." The dark shadow of the abyss suddenly emerged from behind Albert, explaining: "The time flow here is not stable, you can't see him because he is with you Different timelines."
"What do you mean? So he just disappeared forever? Are you kidding me?!" the Tiger youth asked irritably.
"No. Just because he doesn't want to see you now." The other party replied: "So his consciousness moved him to a time when you were not there. And you are actually the same. Your consciousness also puts yourself Move to a time when he is not there. So you missed it perfectly. Obviously in the same room but not meet."
"I don't want to see him? Are you serious?!"
"Ask your own new, don't you?"
Albert paused for a moment, then wanted to say something, but suddenly he was silent. His subconscious may really not want to see Mute at this time. He was afraid of seeing the mute in the arms of his avatar, which was tightly integrated with his avatar, and his body was dirty. If you let him see all this, whether it is him or Mute, it is estimated that it will be very embarrassing.
"You will come back to see after a while. Maybe he will appear." The spokesperson of the abyss said: "As long as you want to see him, he also wants to see you, maybe you can see it. Except There is no other way."
"So you knew from the beginning that things would turn out like this, but it didn't stop me, right?" Albert said, holding his head and asking with resentment.
"I have no power to stop you, Mr. Albert." The other party replied: "After all, this is your decision. When you decide to abandon the child and ignore it, everything is settled."
"Fuck!" Albert slammed his sword in a rage, chopping mercilessly on the shadow. However, it was useless. What he cut was something like air, and the blade passed through the shadow body.
"Please prepare for the next duel. Don't disturb you anymore." Black Shadow sneered dryly and disappeared.
"Mout" looked at the empty room, and Albert grimaced.