MTL - Light Spirit Epic-Chapter 2995 Never return morning (seventy)

Chapter 2995: Seventy Mornings That Never Return

Although Gu Lian Hor was shot with a blow, Albert did not dare to contact his opponent for a long time at a close distance. He was afraid that Gu Lian Hor was not dead. After the blow, he immediately withdrew and ducked to hide. There was no place affected by the fire-he just used the impact spear, and the sea of ​​fire cleared a safe space.

Gu Lianhe still lying on the ground still. Part of his burnt black body was still burning, but part of it was frozen and frosted, and kept cracking and cracking. Even if Gulenhall's head was not destroyed, the guy should not be able to stand up again.

"Hey! Should I win?" Albert yelled, trying to call out the shadow who spoke for the abyss.

"That's the case. Congratulations on winning the next battle, Mr. Albert." The shadow finally appeared, announcing Albert's victory: "You can search the battlefield and then leave the battlefield for the next battle. Be prepared. Of course you can stay in the fighting arena and continue to the next battle."

"Wait." Albert said a little angrily. "I wanted to ask something before. Can those ancient people see me fighting in this fighting arena?"

"Yes, this part of the information is shared. Is there a problem?"

"Of course there is a problem." The young tigers can't help but say: "They can challenge me countless times until they give up completely. And I only have one life, and the end is declared once. This is not an equal battle, and you rely on Shi Miao believes that they still have the right to continuously obtain information from me, keep understanding my fighting style, and draw countermeasures to defeat me? In this way, they will eventually have to understand all my tactics and moves, and finally not Is there a way to beat me?"

The opponent paused for a few seconds.

"It is indeed possible." The shadow answered: "But you also know more about the Namles people, don't you?"

"So far, my knowledge of them has been limited to their heads being weak. Isn't my head also weak? Who doesn't understand this simple truth?" Albert said even more angrily: "said The contest of the Shimiao Fighting Field is fair. My opponent’s strength is limited to neither strong nor weak levels. Where is this fair?"

"So, what is your proposal?"

"The remaining ancients cannot continue to watch the battle. The next battle between me and each of my opponents is limited to forces other than the ancients. Please let every ancient warrior who challenges me next. Keep it in a state where I don’t know anything. I thought it was [fair]."

Albert made such a condition with a cheeky face. In fact, he himself felt a little childish. But the conditions that should be put forward are still to be put forward. His fight here is not just for himself. His victory will affect the peace of the entire dawn region, and even the peace of the entire world. So, even if he is cheeky, he has to fight for the maximum benefit for himself and for the world he wants to protect—

He couldn't sit back and watch the ancients do whatever they wanted.

"Uh" the other party paused before replying: "Your proposal is interesting. Maybe it does make sense."

"So?" Albert asked impatiently.

"But you need to know that the so-called [rules] are all set by the master of this deep realm-the master of this [abyssal time realm]." The shadow answered: "In fact, the so-called fair showdown is really fair , It doesn’t matter at all. The owner of the abyss time realm thinks fairness, it is fairness. After all, he is the absolute ruler in this time and space, even the ancient people only seek the abyssal master in this [time realm] Asylum refugees."

"Oh." The tiger youth snorted disapprovingly.

There are also many worlds in the abyss, and even the dimensions of each world are different. The abyss is just a general term for those high-dimensional worlds. So here is one of the realms of the abyss, [Abyssal Time Realm].

No, not right. Albert frowned. The alien space he is in may not be a part of the abyss, but the part where the real world and [Abyss Time Realm] intersect. It is neither reality nor an abyss. It is a fusion of the two and a distorted space.

"But you are right." The shadow of the endorsement of the abyss said: "The unilateral access to your combat information by the Namles will gradually make the advantage of the entire battle lean towards them. They can challenge unlimited times. , You can use their warriors’ lives in exchange for your combat information, and finally understand your hole card. And whether this is fair or not, this is probably not something that the masters of the time are willing to see. In fact, fairness is not important, it is important It’s whether your duel will continue to be interesting."

[interesting]. That shadow did indeed use this term. So all this is actually just [interesting] for the owner of the deep realm. The killing between Albert and the ancients was just a farce for the Lord of the Abyss.

There is nothing more annoying than this.

However, I don't know why, Albert can't be angry.

The dark man hummed again and said, "Please give me a little time. I will report your claim to the master and let him make the decision."

"Yes." Albert, who was irritated with emotion, replied without emotion: "I am here waiting for you to come back and wait for an answer."

The shadow disappeared out of thin air to inform his master.

auzw.com I don’t know how long it has passed (the flow of time in this different space is meaningless), and the shadow appears again in front of Albert.

"The master has made a decision." He said: "You are right. Keeping the group of Namules to observe your battle is not [interesting]. In the long run, they will only target your tactics. Take countermeasures and customize tactics just to restrain you. The master does not allow this to happen."

"and so?"

"So, the observation of the Namles to you has been stopped. Then they can only send their soldiers to fight without knowing you. They can no longer know what happened in this abyss arena. What kind of battle you fought, you can’t remember what you watched in the previous three battles, what you are fighting.

"Very well, I have no objection." The tiger youth said quietly: "So you can even manipulate other people's memories."

"Actually, it is not difficult to manipulate memory. However, the master can only manipulate the memory of the person who is willing to indulge." The other party said: "If you firmly do not let the master manipulate the memory, he will not be able to manipulate your memory."

Albert was relieved mentally.

"If you can accept this rule change, then it's easier to do next." The Shadow again said: "The battle in the arena will continue as planned. Please search the battlefield and prepare for the next battle. ."

"Of course I will." Albert was already checking out Gulenhall's body.

Albert has observed it from the previous two wars. The abilities of the ancients were indeed greatly restricted. They were even restricted to the weapons that were put on the field. Each ancient warrior brought only one kind of weapon to the field. Even if this time Gu Lianhe is carrying six light guns, but they are actually just the same weapon.

The Abyss does not restrict the weapons that Albert is allowed to play. In addition to not being able to use the Holy Spirit White Tiger, Albert can use almost all the abilities and equipment he already possesses. They even allowed Albert to search the remains of the ancients, take away the weapons of the ancients and use them in the next battle.

Therefore, the duel in the abyss fighting field is actually not fair, and some rules are even partial to Albert. Of course, Albert is here to face countless ancient warriors. This part of the rules still gives the ancients an absolute advantage.

Maybe, he can't force too much.

In the end, no matter whether this rule is fair or not, it is the rule laid down by the owner of [Abyssal Time] The Lord of the Abyss is the absolute ruler of this [Abyss Time Realm], and everything is up to him. Even the ancient god-human race can only survive by relying on the Lord of the Abyss. Albert's side who wants to destroy the ancient people's resurrection plan can only act according to the rules of the Lord of the Deep.

Albert reclaimed Gulenhall's four light guns and left the arena. The reason why he only recovered four light guns is because the other two light guns were destroyed in the battle, and they are completely unusable. Some of the powerful attacks used by Gulianhor require the simultaneous deployment of six light guns to make them fit together. Albert only took these four light guns, I am afraid that they will never be able to exert their true power.

But some are better than none. The tiger young man murmured, and put all the light guns in his pocket.

Back in front of the village house, Albert swallowed. He was a little worried whether he would miss Mute again. Maybe he was afraid of seeing Mute, or Mute would not like to see him. If both hold such an idea, they cannot touch it in this messy time and space.

Obviously, each battle may be Albert’s last battle. After going out to fight, it may not be possible to return, but can’t even say goodbye to the kid.

Albert showed a sad expression and stepped into the house.

"You are back?" Mutt was sitting in the hall of the village house, waiting for Albert's return. The boy seemed to have washed his body cleanly, and a breath of water and spirit appeared in him.

"Well, I'm back." Albert replied: "That guy went back first?"

"Yes. He said, you gave him permission to remove the avatar by himself." The catman replied: "So after we said goodbye, he went back on his own."

"So" Albert said, scratching his head: "Has he taken good care of you?"

"You are a fool." Mutt scolded: "You actually let your avatar take care of me, and it's still the kind of [care]."

"Sorry"

"The biggest problem is that I am addicted to it too." Mu especially looked away and said awkwardly: "I was also trained by that guy. I am also a fool. Since we are all fools, I am not qualified to blame you."

"Hahaha" Elbert scratched his head again: "Hungry meow? I'll make something to eat, let's eat together."

"I'm not hungry. I don't seem to feel hungry or sleepy in this alien space." Mut replied.

"But you still want to eat something, right? The important thing is the mood." Albert went to the kitchen: "Wait here. Let me see if I can make something with the ingredients. Meow."