Chapter 578: The match is in Tianyuan (seven)

Chapter 578 vs. Tianyuan (seven)
I was too busy thinking about the neutralizer. I didn't think about it. Now that I have revisited the past and understood the ins and outs of the matter in a global way, I found that there is a huge inconsistency.
Vivienne stopped.
"Well, Vivian?" Seeing his wife stopped, Paramitis couldn't help but ask.
"No, this is illogical." Vivienne groaned.
"What is illogical?"
"The foxes used the young orcs to do the dark-skin culture experiment." Vivian recounted the idea. "According to this truth, should the children be infected by the dark?"
"Of course. Otherwise, how to cultivate the monsters of the dark." Paramitis replied with certainty, and did not notice the inconsistencies.
"That's strange: those weak individuals infected with the dark, the self-destruction factor in the body is not activated?" Vivienne went on to say, "According to this logic, Saifei should have been because of the [scarlet plague] Dead? A long time ago."
After I understood the flaws, even Paramitis took a sigh of relief: "You said so!"
"Why then? Why is the child still alive?" Vivian asked Paramitis. "What made him survive? What prevented [self-destruction factor] from killing him?"
Paramitis was asked to be speechless: "I don't know."
The answer has already been shaped in Vivienne's mind, and it is ready: "The only possibility is that the foxes have [neutralizers] and there are a lot of them. In order to cultivate a large number of dark monsters, this is a necessary condition - They may even have a formula for [neutralizer] -
Parami, the children are saved! If you can find the fox's research institute, we have the hope to find a neutralizer, or a neutralizer formula! This time we can save both Saifar and Segrad, and no longer have to worry about choosing who to save! "
"Yes!" The big cat is ecstatic, "So, we will be right away"
The next second, his look became extremely frustrating: "Not good, too bad. How many foxes have we destroyed?" I don't know if there is any remaining -"
"The foxes are so embarrassed, they must have the rest of the research institute, hidden in the territory of Romany." Vivian said confidently.
"I hope this is true -" Paramitis shook his spirit: "Help me to find the Tutan chief. What should he know!"
Ten minutes later, in the bridge of [Skid Plattney's Ark].
"Well, of course." After the patriarch heard the words of Paramitis, the pipe in his hand was put down and he sipped a cigarette. "On a few weeks ago, the werewolf kid and his friend were also smashed. One is in the northwest of our territory."
(Note: refers to Bediville.)
"Oh, don't!" Paramitis screamed with his head. There is one less fox-man research institute in the world, and the hope of saving the children has taken another point.
"However, the research seems to have some remaining. Are you going to see it?" Tutan looked disapproving.
(Note: At the bottom of the institute, the place where the "bearing" white bears were not affected by the big bang. It was protected by the Archmage Merlin with a protective cover and survived.)
Paramitis and Vivienne face each other: the answer is yes. Since that is the last hope they can catch, they have no reason to go.
"Hey." Tutan sneered a few times. "At ten o'clock, move forward at full speed. Destination, Zonguldak area."
The elephants on the bridge were busy at once, and they operated the ark and flew forward at an alarming rate. In a minute, after a sway, the boat stopped.
"It's already here?" Paramitis couldn't help but feel awkward.
"It's not far away." Tutan stood up from the captain's big chair. "Come on, let's go down."
Their destination is the bottom of a hundred feet deep under the ark.
At the same time, Avalon Pure Land.
"Hello!" Arthur cut a sword in the volley, and the huge light blade three hundred feet long crossed the body of the Holy Spirit.
However, the wound it caused was negligible. In the face of a 3,000-foot behemoth, this small attack is equivalent to scratching it.
"Ah!!" The Holy Spirit White Wolf also frequently attacked. He waved his claws and fired millions of vacuum waves. The vacuum waves are combined into a huge vacuum blade, which is cut into waves on the dragon.
Useless. Even scratching itching is not. The vacuum blade couldn't penetrate the dragon's armor. Even if it is occasionally scratched, the scratch will heal quickly in the next moment!
Arthur’s heart is not good. Even if the Holy Spirit dragons are still standing still, they can't hurt the dragons. Arthur’s one person and one wolf, the destructive power caused by it is far from enough to threaten this huge monster.
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It's like using a mosquito-sized needle to tie a cow: no matter how sharp your mosquito needles are, how much iron is muddled, there is no damage to the cows.
The decisive difference between the sizes has created an insurmountable gap in the offensive and defensive strength.
The only way Arthur can use is to summon the illusion of the Dark Red Dragon [Anglo Moore].
The biggest problem is that the Crimson Dragon is not so "obedient." It is not the spirit that Arthur can summon to summon.
Unlike the Holy Spirit, the illusion is a collection of [group unconscious]. They are hosted on the user, and some kind of emotions of the user need to be erupted to the extreme to become illusory.
Arthur's crimson dragon is a collection of [anger]. Only when Arthur's anger broke out to the extreme, can you summon a deep red dragon [Anglomo Moore].
Arthur now has no anger. Although this guy of King Arthur is very hateful, it has not yet let Arthur's anger burst to the extreme. On the contrary, King Arthur is largely a respectable person (the Holy Spirit), and Arthur admires each other somewhat.
In the face of such an opponent, how to ignite anger is a huge problem.
"Well," the Holy Spirit dragon endured a myriad of attacks and smiled contemptuously: "This is the most powerful attack you can take out? It's not enough!"
His sneer swayed back and forth across the entire Avalon Pure Land, causing the young boy's ears to tingle.
"It's time to solve you. The last ten seconds -" King Oser began the countdown to death.
(There is no other way.)
"nine."
(Use that trick.)
Arthur took the sword of the Holy King into the sheath of the king and began to accumulate power for the Holy Sword.
"Eight."
The sword of the King is overtaking in the scabbard, and an amazing number of photons swell in that little time and space, coalesce, condense, and sublimate!
"Seven!"
The white wolf leaped and Arthur jumped to the back of the white wolf.
"six!"
The white wolf carries the young man rushing, sticking to the body of the Holy Spirit dragon, flying straight up to the forehead of the dragon!
"Fives!"
At the same time, Arthur launched [the third miracle - photon creation].
Out of nothing, the photons of different worlds emerging from different time and space, flowing continuously from Arthur's body, and filled into the sword of the Holy King!
From oneself, from the sheath of the king, and from Arthur, a large number of photons are obtained, and the power of the sacred sword is so great that it has never been seen before!
"four!"
The white wolf rushed away, carrying Arthur to the chest of the dragon.
"Three." The dragon still counts down indiscriminately, and does not care what Arthur is going to do next.
The sword of the King of the Arthur's sheath has been overtaken to a very dangerous level, as if a photon of the entire universe was assembled.
"two."
The Holy Spirit White Wolf finally slammed into the front of the Holy Spirit Steel Dragon.
Arthur jumped out of the back of the white wolf and flew to the forehead of the dragon!
"One!"
The sword of the Holy King, out of the sheath!
More glorious than the sun, a terrifying blow, bursting on the top of the dragon!
[Triple King's Blade], to cut the world's eyebrows, slash to the dragon's eyebrow!