Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 8 is a fierce battle under the magic cave

The teenager felt that he was tied to a certain operating table. He can't move, but the world has been shaking.

Surging, one wave after another.

The sky is dim and the light and shadow are alternately flashing.

I really want to vomit, but my belly is empty, and the boy thinks about it. He hasn’t eaten for a long time.

Time seems to fall back to the age of painful memories -

The situation has never changed, only anger has increased.

"How?" Among them, a voice rang.

"No. Hypnosis has no effect. This kid has been talking nonsense, what he is saying [father], what he is saying at the moment [revenge to God]." Another voice said.

"[Revenge to God]? This world has no God -"

No? you are wrong

Arthur’s consciousness wanted to refute, but his brain was affected by drugs, and he only felt that he could not speak.

The only remaining [God] in this world. The master of Kama (destiny).

In [Kama's seat], God always, facing the boy, revealing a sneer.

God always, mercifully stretched out his hands and cruelly took away all the youth. After taking it away, I will continue to laugh at the weakness of the boy.

why? Because of strength, can you do whatever you want? Because of strength, can you bully and weaken? ——

Only this God cannot be forgiven -

Definitely want to defeat him!

"Ah!" Arthur woke up, sweating cold. He looked around and found himself still in the dark cell.

"Is it a dream?" The cold stone room made him unable to sleep, perhaps this is why he had a nightmare.

He wiped his eyes and found a drop of crystal tears. It’s not a drop, it’s just a little bit of tears, and Arthur’s stagnation is

The tears of the dragon. The tears of remorse. The tears of the Avengers.

"How is this possible?!" The boy widened his eyes incredulously. Without feelings, he would not cry.

"Oh, it looks very spiritual?" A familiar voice interrupted the boy's thoughts.

"Merlin?" Arthur turned and asked, and he recognized the mysterious magician from his voice.

auzw.com The speaker is a crow on the window sill. The bright black feathers of the birds radiate magical light under the moonlight. The mage is controlling the bird with some kind of magic.

"I am busy with other things, I have to send the devil to inform you." The crow cried, it shouted, Arthur unexpectedly understood: "There is a powerful photon reaction in you, though I still can't find out what it is, but I think it's something like [enchantment]."

"Oh, enchantment." Arthur replied in disapproval.

All force fields that can bind photons (magic) within a certain range can be called enchantments. This is a very general statement, even the edge of the lightsaber can be said to be composed of enchantment wrapped photons.

Merlin's ambiguous explanation can only make Arthur more confusing, and there is nothing to help with things. The mages are all such self-righteous geeks. If you know the wonders of a certain magic, you think that others are equally clear.

"This enchantment does not absorb photons from the surrounding atmosphere, nor does it absorb photons from your body. This enchantment is completely out of nothing, contrary to the principle of equivalence exchange, contrary to the existence of natural physics. It is very likely [Miracle] the same existence."

"[Miracle]?" Arthur listened even more confused.

"In any case, it is still too early to make a conclusion. I will observe it for a while." Merlin's enchanted flapping his wings and preparing to leave. "So, it will be."

"Wait to take me from here-" Arthur still wants to say, but the magic has already flown far, "save out"

Looking at the black feathers that the crows fell, the teenager sighed. He looked at the bandage wrapped around himself. The battle with the Cyclops was not a dream.

"At least still alive." The teenager sighed with comfort.

"Is this something to be thankful for?" The masked man came out of the dungeon door, stopped in front of the cell, dropped a moldy bun and sneered across the iron bar: "There will be more cruel battles waiting for you tomorrow. You can be tragic at any time. Can you optimistically say [fortunately still alive]?"

Arthur licked the bread and said with anger: "I will not give up until the end. How can I die in this place without knowing it? I still have a dream to achieve."

But in exchange for the sneer of the masked man: "Oh? You will have a dream like this person? You don't even have feelings. I don't know how to be afraid, even if I live." You are just a personal occasion."

An empty shell without a soul.

As if seen through the mind, the teenager is angry.

"No." He swallowed the bread a few times, endured the musty smell of the nose, and loudly denied: "I am just-"

"What is it?!"

"Just taken away, all this -" only halfway through, his tone faded significantly.

[Emotions are taken away by God] No one can believe this kind of thing. Explaining to others is futile and will only be treated as a fool again.

The masked man looked at Arthur disdainfully, and from his masked pocket, the two eyes faintly radiated some kind of majestic light.

"When you fight with the Cyclops, do you realize the horror of death?" asked the masked hostage.

"I don't know." Arthur muttered. He dare not directly negate, he can only use [I don't know] to confuse the past.

"Hey. Strange guy. Just look at how far you can go." The masked man finished, turned and left. But one thing fell from his cloak and rolled to the feet of the teenager.

Picking up the metal cylinder and looking at it, Arthur realized that it was a lightsaber.

The green light radiated from the lightsaber gave the boy a little sigh of relief. This is the glory of Arthur’s hope in this desperate situation.