MTL - Light Spirit Epic-Chapter 3079 The Last Storm (21)

A few hours later, before the Abyss Arena.

What appeared in front of Albert was a tortoise-like monster with heavy armor.

"Before you start the fight, please confirm the newly changed terms." The Sombra who endorsed the abyss handed some documents to Albert: "Once the terms are confirmed and agreed, they will be handled in accordance with this. Then, Mr. Albert must defeat the last four soldiers of the Namlus within a month to stop the large sacrifice. If you fail, the sacrifice will begin at this moment in a month. . A large number of people will die in your real world."

"Yes, of course." Albert took the document and read it back and forth, for fear that the abyss forces had added some hidden conditions against him.

The world around is still pitch black, and the objects have only white strokes. In other words, the flow of time in this different space is still meaningless, it is close to being still and extending indefinitely. But as long as Albert agrees to the terms, time will begin to flow again, at a ratio of 10:1 to reality. Ten hours here is one hour in the real world, and one month here is about three days in the real world.

According to the terms, Albert should defeat the warriors of the ancient gods within this month to save the world. But according to Mute's plan, this was not the case. After twenty days (two days in the real world), he began to cooperate with the people outside and launch an attack to destroy this alien space. The reason for choosing 20 days is that people in the real world will not have enough time to gather military forces in a short period of time, so at least two days are allowed for people outside to prepare. On Albert's side, he had to survive twenty days of fighting, and he couldn't kill the enemy prematurely, nor could he overtime. Albert must continue to perform as much as possible, and kill the first three ancient warriors as hard as possible, so as not to doubt the forces of the abyss.

I always feel so troublesome...

"The seventh is what kind of ghost?" Albert asked: "If I am defeated in a battle...will I lose the memory of that battle?"

"Yes." Sombra who spoke of the abyss said: "In view of the previous changes to the terms, the Namulians have no way to know the skills you used in the battle by watching the battle. Similarly, if you are caught in a certain battle You can't keep the memory of that battle if you defeat it. Isn't that fair?"

Albert thought for a moment.

"In other words, if I encounter an opponent that has been unbeaten, I can't even keep the memory of the previous battle, and I will always be stuck in the state before challenging that opponent, and I don't even remember that I lost. . How come it seems to play a game..."

"Exactly. Because the duel has added the condition that you will never die. Under the premise of this condition, it is naturally impossible for you to retain your memory. Rely on the memory of the previous failure to challenge the same opponent again."

"...Okay. Fair enough." Albert hummed. He read the terms carefully again and confirmed that there is no problem, then nodded: "I accept these terms. You can start to implement them."

"Very good." The dark figure who spoke of the abyss snapped his fingers, and the whole world began to change.

Time began to flow. The originally pitch-black world began to turn gray. The time in this alien space was flowing at one-tenth the speed in reality. Albert had one month left to avoid the world being destroyed.

"Is it finally possible to fight?" The ancient warrior who had been deployed there for a long time said: "Creator Race, Guardian Gene Nero, ask for advice here."

"Ferocious Tooth, Albert Robles, here to ask for advice." The young tiger man also replied, and at the same time drew out his weapon: "It's strange. The arbitrator Mel said last time that I will face the next game. Is it your strongest warrior? But from you...you can't feel the [strongest] breath?"

"Have Mel said that?" The other party replied: "Well, but you are right, I am not the strongest. The order of our champions has been adjusted to the last. Now that the terms of the duel have been changed, we are here. Corresponding changes must also be made, nothing more."

"Don't let your champion come out to face me?" Albert grinned: "Maybe he is strong enough to beat me continuously until the time limit is over?"

"No." Guardian Gene hummed: "I can hold you down forever."

Hold on. He did use this word. It should not be a translation problem. Or maybe there is no translation at all. In this different space, the languages ​​of Albert and these ancient people were not in common, and the other side was speaking a bunch of words that Albert could not understand. But there is a special mechanism similar to telepathy in this different space. Albert can understand the meaning of the other party's words just by hearing the other party's words. So this is not "translation", but the other party directly conveys the meaning he wants to express into Albert's mind when he speaks. The other party's words contained the meaning of "dragging", so he really wanted to "drag" Albert.

In the next second, Guardian Gene directly retracted the exposed part of his body into the turtle-like shell. Then the guy stayed in place and didn't mean to attack Albert at all.

"Huh...?" The tiger young man was taken aback. I didn't understand what was going on.

"Huhuhuhuhu..." Gene's insidious sneer came from inside the tortoise shell: "The battle outfit I use is a material of [theoretically indestructible], which is a combination of my technical skills. You are there. Struggle, try to destroy my shell. Keep struggling and struggling until time is over!"

Albert's most worried thing happened. The ancients did not intend to face him in a fair and face-to-face confrontation with Albert, they just wanted to delay time. The time limit is one month, as long as the time is delayed, it is the victory of the ancients. And even if Albert had a way to break through the first three ancient warriors, in the end, there was a strongest ancient warrior who became a champion waiting for him.

...It's really cunning.

Nothing. Albert raised the lunar steel machete and smeared lightning resin on it.

"I tried it like this a long time ago." He split his mouth and smiled and approached his opponent.

"It's useless. It's useless to say it's useless." The guardian Gene's voice came from the hard shell: "As long as my shell is closed, all your weapons will be useless against me."

"Completely closed... also means you can't attack me?"

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The other party did not answer. There is no need for Guardian Gene to attack Albert. He doesn't need to take any risks, as long as he keeps dragging on. Judging from the body structure of these ancient people, it is not at all a problem if they do not eat or drink for a month.

However, this does not mean that they do not need to breathe. No, ancient people may not really need to breathe, but this guy definitely has something like vents on his body, otherwise his voice will not be able to come out of the shell so clearly.

Albert is going to bet on this possibility. He jumped directly onto the top of Jean's hard carapace and took out something from his pocket.

The other party remained silent, as if there was no way to see what Albert was doing. That's right, if you want to maintain the hardness of the carapace so that it does not have any dead ends, then the combat exterior cannot be equipped with any cameras or video receiving devices. Even a small camera can become a structural weakness, and Albert has a chance to find it.

——But the Guardian Gene can’t see what Albert is doing outside the shell. Isn’t this also a weakness?

Albert took out a small bottle from his pocket. The small bottle is also a product of subspace magic. Like a pocket for holding objects, the subspace inside can be used to store a large number of objects-especially liquid.

Half an hour (?) ago.

"By the way, this bath water is the real meow?" Albert asked curiously, playing with the water in the bath, "Could it be something made by the abyss using some magic?"

"According to my observations, this water should be an object that exists in reality." The tactician Eric, who was in the same bath, replied: "They probably used some kind of space channel like a portal to take the water from the outside world. Bring it into a different space."

"And it just happened to be hot spring water?" Albert's nose moved. "This faint but barely recognizable sulfur smell is very similar to the hot springs in my hometown."

"That is to say, the abyss is so omnipotent, even the hot springs in the real world have also drained here." Eric replied without thinking.

"That is to say, somewhere near this spring pool, there is a spatial channel connecting the real world." Albert focused his attention on strange places.

"I advise you to give up." The strategist Eric said: "They must hide that kind of space channel very well, it is impossible for you to find it so easily, and then use it to endanger the stability of this subspace."

"but……"

"You are here to rashly sniff and sniff, and you will only make the abyssal forces aware of what you are thinking." Eric lowered his voice: "It is better for you to be honest now. It is better to find a space channel, at least. I have to let the kitten out for you nearby."

"Yes." Albert gave up altogether, knowing that doing so would do more harm than good.

But he didn't give up, he still pulled out a bottle from the side pocket, trying to fill the hot spring water in.

"what are you doing?"

"Test to see if the water in this pool is living water." Albert said: "It doesn't matter whether there is a space channel to replenish it with hot spring water. I just want to know whether the spring water is being replenished at any time. This subspace The space of the bottle is enough to hold two tons of water. If the hot spring pool is really living water, then no matter how you put it in the bottle, you will definitely not be able to make the water level of the pool drop.

On the contrary, if there is stagnant water in the pool, and the water level in the pool drops after filling the bottle, it means—"

"Does the space channel not be opened at any time, but only when you need to replenish the hot spring water..." Eric understands: "The space channel is always open, and only when needed, is there any difference between the two? ?"

"There is a difference. And only those who are well versed in subspace magic can understand the difference." Albert smiled mysteriously. And his white tiger of the Holy Spirit is the Holy Spirit who is good at controlling space.

As the bottle sucked away the water in the bath, the water level slowly dropped. Although the changes are subtle, they can be judged with the naked eye. Then wait for the water level to drop to a certain level, probably after ten minutes, it rises slowly.

"It looks like the water is changed every ten minutes. Have you got the answer you want?"

"Yes." Albert thoughtfully and authentically: "This can be used."

The scene turned around and returned to the Abyss Arena.

Albert poured the water in the bottle directly down, and soon a large amount of hot spring water poured onto Jean's solid turtle shell.

Gene seemed to hear the sound of water, so he asked, "What are you doing? Isn't it because you can't touch this shell, so you **** on my shell? Don't be so naive."

"Huhuhu..." Albert held back his laugh, and continued to pour hot spring water on the shell, while sprinkling some powder on it-the powder of lightning pine resin.

"Take it to death!" He jumped up abruptly, and threw the Lunar Steel Scimitar with thunder and lightning in his hand and threw it on the giant shell!