Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 343 is decisive in the abyss

"Oh ah ah ah ah!" The wolf struggled painfully.

"Hey!" Tristan hugged the wolf, not letting go of the ice gun in his hand.

Once the ice gun leaves his hand, it will quickly break. He must not let go, because this is the last trident that his mental power can tolerate!

If this is not enough to change Bedieville back to the original shape, Tristan is not only as powerless as he is, he will die here and die in the hands of Bedyville!

He absolutely does not allow such things to happen. Not because he is greedy and afraid of death. But because Bediville will guilty of life for killing Tristan. He is afraid that he will lose his [heart] as it was last time, forever! ——

This alone is absolutely not possible!

Tristan would rather sacrifice everything and be happy with Bedieville.

Because he is his most important friend.

The red wolf struggled frantically, smashing and smashing on the ground, just wanting to get Tristan and the ice gun from himself!

Tristan made the last mental power he could make, icing his hands and feet, turning himself into ice and sticking to the chest of the behemoth.

He was bruised by the struggle of the behemoth, but he never fell from the behemoth.

Without purifying the hypnotic magic of Bediville, he will never give up!

As a result, the giant wolf and the fisherman began the endless cycle of ice making and ice breaking!

However, they are also about to reach the limit -

"Beddy!" The prince of the fisherman pleaded with enthusiasm, he almost fainted. "Come on me! If you still have [heart], wake up to me! - We are still friends ,right?--"

In the last sentence, almost no one can hear it.

But it has a very heavy power.

The fiercely struggling giant wolf stopped.

The red photons in the wolf were instantly taken away by the ice gun and purified.

Seeing that the wolf had returned to normal, Tristan also put down his heart, loosened his hands and fell from the wolf.

The silver wolf also recovered consciousness, changed back to the original shape, looked at the scarred self, and looked at the more scarred fisherman prince.

"Tristan -" Tears glared at Biddeville's gaze. "I'm sorry, I am again -"

"It's not your fault." The fisherman prince smiled and looked at his friend. "We played a very interesting game, right?

I am a little tired, I have to sleep first. "Tristan closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Bedieville took up Tristan and asked him to sit down on the corner of the side. He looked at the fisherman's sleeping face and was worried.

(It is also a friend.)

(We both, it seems that we often fight.)

(Friends who fight together and grow up together.)

(I can't help but want to be friends with you for a lifetime.)

"Wait here, Tristan. I will be back soon." Bettiville picked up the weapons that had been thrown to the ground before the battle and ran to the tower.

At the same time, Arthur, who was about to run to the top of the tower, came to a big room.

The figure in front of him made him very shocked.

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Lancelot.

Blonde boy with bangs, tall and mighty, handsome and handsome. The red mixed gold armor on his body sparkled with magic.

In contrast, Arthur appears to be wretched and short. His body was thin because of injuries in the past few days, and compared with Lancelot, it seemed even weaker.

"Are you also hypnotized, Lancelot?" Arthur raised his sword and whispered.

"No. Just fulfilling my agreement with Capricorn." Lancelot said, "Morocco has a special medicine to save Charlotte. It is more likely to add one more. In order to save Charlotte, I only Can do this."

"Okay--" Arthur raised his sword and he knew that the battle was inevitable.

For his only blood relative, Lancelot can betray his friends and move toward Arthur.

Is the friendship between them just that?

Capricorn sat in her research room and looked at it all, secretly snickering.

She does not care who will win in the two men. What she wants to see is just the painful expression on the faces of these two people.

About seven years ago, a slum in Wales, a ruined dwelling.

There was another boy who was brought home by Sir Akto.

Arthur was practicing swords with Kay. He turned his head and looked at it, just in time with the blond boy.

Lancelot's beautiful blue eyes looked at Arthur. Arthur’s deep black scorpion is also watching Lancelot.

The black-haired boy is stunned by the stalwart of the blonde boy, and the blond teenager is also surprised by the fortitude of the dark-haired boy.

One is a noble child, although wearing a thick cloth, he can't hide the nobleness of him.

The other is a small wild species, suffering from fate, but can not wear the strength of his body.

They find the qualities they don't have from each other, envy each other, treat each other as deadly enemies, and treat each other as relatives and friends.

When they met, they started to fight for no reason. Until Arthur was defeated, Lancelot overturned to the ground, his face full of blood.

The two have been good friends since that day. Practice together, grow together, work together, and enjoy together.

And as Arthur once evaluated, Lancelot is [invincible].

The two teenagers had a duel of 35,427 times. Arthur did not win once, only once.

The legendary Lake Knight Lancelot, when Juggernaut Jacques betrayed Pantorac, when the whole family was to be destroyed, there was a goddess who rescued him and made him in the wonderland named [Yavalon Pure Land] Get strength among them.

Like Arthur, Lancelot has the talent to launch [miracle].

The [second miracle] he possessed - the creation of quality - can create extra energy in his hands (but can't produce extra mass).

When holding a weapon, the weapon can carry additional kinetic energy and generate powerful destructive power. Even a small leaf can be as deadly as a flying knife when it is thrown out.

Moreover, unlike Arthur's half-barreled water, [a day can only be used once] miracle, Lancelot's [second miracle] is always continually launched.

Although the scope of the launch is only within one foot of his palm, this ability is enough to strengthen any weapon in the world.

Lancelot, armed with weapons in hand, can instantly accelerate the weapon to a speed that humans cannot surpass, and can make the fencing of the swinging force tremendously destructive.

Moreover, with the true biography of his father, Sword Jacques, Lancelot's swordsmanship is so superb that no one can catch up.

He can be the most deadly weapon by waving anything. His power can go against the sky, distorting the laws of physics, and every blow is a [miracle] and a continuation of [miracle].

In the face of [miracle], the world is simply the humble existence - and therefore, Lancelot has fought tens of thousands of battles in his life, and he has not lost.

What Arthur is facing now is a monster with [unbeaten] fate.