Light Spirit Epic - Chapter 3101 The Final Storm (Forty-three)

Albert walked into the arena in silence.

There, an ancient warrior was already waiting for him. It was a weird ancient warrior with butterfly-like wings. And like the last ancient warrior, she has a female figure, even if it's all made of some kind of metal.

Not seeing the armed does not mean that she is not armed. The battle outfits of the ancients were incredible, maybe the armament was hidden somewhere in this ancient warrior. Maybe something like a beam cannon was shot from a hole in her body during the battle. Albert dare not neglect, approaching his opponent carefully.

"Creator Race, Tuner Sufang S. Storatos, here to ask for advice." The warrior made a female voice.

"The fierce tooth warrior, Warcraft hunter Albert Robert, here to ask for advice." Albert also politely replied: "Stop talking nonsense, let's get started."

"That's what it means." Su Fang replied with a sly smile on the female face made of inorganic metal.

Albert rushed towards the opponent with a weapon in his hand.

But before he got close to Fantine, the other party danced like a butterfly and drew back.

"It's sad." Tuner Su Fang hummed and said, "You think violence is the only way to win the World Tree. You think that being strong is the same as being strong, right?"

Albert did not reply, and took out the blade of the storm gun to prepare for a shot.

"Teach you a lesson. There are many kinds of power in this world. There is one kind of power that you can't even reach."

"——[Butterfly Effect]." She began to flap her butterfly-like wings.

Luminous ribbons like aurora began to appear in the air, both ethereal and ethereal. Green, blue, and purple light bands spread throughout the arena, with a strange beauty.

Albert accidentally glanced at the aurora ribbons, and his pupils began to dilate.

Two hours later, the tiger youth walked out of the Abyss Arena thoughtfully. Because he was still a little worried, Mutter rushed over to check the situation, just in time to see Albert come out.

"Is this a win?" asked the Catman boy.

"Well...I don't know." Albert replied vaguely: "What happened? Why am I here? Why did I leave the arena?"

"You lost, Mr. Albert." The shadow of the abyss appeared behind the tiger youth and announced: "It was you who walked out of the arena of your own accord and gave up that duel. So this time you are fighting. Lost. Because you lost, the abyss erased your memory of that duel, so you can't remember what happened."

"Huh?" Albert was even more confused. "I walked out of the arena by myself?"

"Yes. At least I observed so."

Albert checked his body suspiciously. There was no damage on his body. He was even more puzzled. It might be more logical for him to abstain from the arena if he can't beat a strong enemy. But he didn't seem to be injured at all, and he didn't even confront his opponent head-on. Why did he run out of the arena like a sleepwalking and give up the duel by himself?

"What happened?" Albert asked the dark figure who spoke of the abyss.

"I can't answer you. This is beyond my authority." Black Tiger Shadow replied.

Albert frowned, feeling that he had been tricked. If the abyss and the ancients colluded to cheat him, his memory was washed away when he actually won, and the abyss insisted that he lost?

"It's an illusion." But Mutter calmly analyzed it without emotion: "It looks like you are completely manipulated by the other's illusion."

"Illusion Meow..." The tiger young man scratched his head: "It's not impossible...but...Illusion Meow? Use it for me? That Meow simply makes me fall into illusion?

"Aren't you a simple-minded fool who can only wield swords and swords." Mutter gave Albert a blank look. "Because of this, it's easy to be turned around by the opponent's illusion."

Albert frowned again: "Aren't you taking the opportunity to scold me?"

"Just tell the truth, I'm not so naive." Mutter hummed.

"Anyway," Albert turned and looked at the gate of the arena: "It's **** daring to lie to me to leave the arena. What's the use to lie to me, I won't just go in again--"

He intends to step into the arena again, because he can challenge his opponent indefinitely, and one failure does not mean much. However, when he first took a step, he suddenly found himself collapsed and fell forward. If he hadn't controlled his body balance, even if he squatted down, he would have fallen back to the sky.

"Hello, are you okay?" Mutter panicked.

"Odd, weird. I can't get the strength from my body?" Albert tried to stabilize himself, barely keeping it from falling.

"It's poisoned." Mutter whispered: "You are embarrassed by being poisoned by the enemy's illusion at the same time. Don't force it. Go back and rest first. Let's talk about the poison."

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"Oh..." Albert muttered. Although not reconciled, there is no alternative.

"We will come back again." Mutter helped the tiger walk towards the village, and warned the dark shadow of the abyss.

"Waiting for the two of you to visit again." The shadow endorsing the abyss politely bid farewell to the two.

"Huh? I'm back here?" In the village, the tiger man Gusta, who was cleaning the house, asked curiously: "It's only been two hours away. You won back so soon?"

"No, he lost. He was turned around by the opponent's illusion." Mutter said coldly.

"The mouth is really poisonous." The tiger young man murmured.

"I'm just explaining the basic facts." The cat boy said back: "Leave aside this, let's take a look at your poisoning situation. I just hope this is not a deadly poison, and we have medicine on hand. Can detoxify."

"Let me take a look." Gusta asked Albert to sit down, then leaned in front of Albert to examine his pupils.

"No, I don't think he was poisoned." Gusta said after repeated examinations: "No signs of poisoning such as dilated pupils were found. And Mr. Albert's physique... I don't think he will be poisoned. ."

"What is not poisoning?"

"It's more like...hypnosis?" The tiger man touched his chin and thought: "In short, he is now in a weak state, which is probably caused by overwork in hallucinations. Maybe he was deceived by hallucinations, yes. High-intensity battles in the air? I don’t know. Although weak, he is indeed not poisoned, let alone poisoned to death. Don't worry. Let him lie down and take a good rest, and he will probably be better."

"All in all, you can't go to the Arena anymore today. Let's take a day off." Mutter looked at Albert and said a little unhappily, "You smell of sweat. Do you want to take a shower." Do you want me to wash it for you?"

"I don't need your help." Albert hummed unhappily, "Just help me over to the bath. I can do it myself."

"Okay." The cat boy supported Albert with his body.

"I'll make some nutritious drinks for you. It should help you regain your strength as soon as possible." Gusta said: "But you have to pay attention. Your current physical condition and our athletes have done excessive retraining. Similar. You may not feel anything yet. But maybe when you come back from the bath, you will start to feel the sore muscles and muscles all over your body. That's the real pain **** then."

"Why do I encounter this kind of thing..." Albert murmured.

"God knows. Maybe it's because you conjured a large number of avatars in your hallucinations, and all the avatars engage in high-intensity battles together?" Mutter said: "I don't know what your opponent did to you. But next time, unless you Be confident, don't use the clone technique in front of your opponent."

"I figure it out." The tiger young man replied coldly.

Ten minutes later, he soaked in the hot water of the bath.

"Oops... the muscle soreness really came." Albert gently rubbed his shoulders and mumbled: "That **** ancient warrior is really damn. It was so miserable by her."

"Intentionally." Mutter said: "It is to consume your energy and prevent you from challenging her immediately. They are already prepared for a long-term war of attrition with you, do you have any way to crack it?"

"I was thinking." Albert scratched his chin. "Sure enough, there is still a way to crack the illusion."

"Is there a way to get rid of it? Doesn't hypnotism directly attack your [Absolute Domain]——"

"No, not exactly." The tiger young man shook his head and said: "In fact, no matter how strong the opponent is, it is difficult to directly break through the absolute domain. Otherwise, they will be able to achieve operations such as igniting me with magic. Most of the illusion arts are just a technique used to confuse the opponent by interfering with the opponent's vision, hearing and even smell. In other words, as long as I cut off these feelings, the opponent will be helpless with me."

"...Is it really that simple?" said the cat boy suspiciously: "And you are going to fight with your eyes blindfolded, ears blocked, and even your nose stuffed up? Is there any way to win this kind of battle?"

"No problem. I can let Xiaobai be my eyes." Albert said, "Xiaobai, come out?"

The spirit body of a translucent white kitten emerged from above his head.

"Oh~" The Holy Spirit White Tiger also made a cute cry.

"The current Xiaobai is limited by the abyss, and may not be able to use more powerful moves. But it can still communicate with me, as my eyes." Albert took a cloth strip from the bath and covered himself Eyes: "Xiao Bai, look at it in sync with my vision?"

"Meow." The Holy Spirit White Tiger replied, and its cat eyes began to shine. The holy white tiger itself has also become a tiger-shaped helmet, looming on Albert's head. This is a tiger wearing a tiger's helmet, which is a bit funny.

"Can you see it?" Mutter asked caringly.

"I can barely see, my vision is a little fuzzy." Albert hummed, "Maybe I can try this--"

The black tiger pattern on his body began to glow with ice blue, and he activated [Transcendence into the Holy]. By linking directly to the gate of truth, he is part of the truth. Whether it is controlling the Holy Spirit or using the [Fourth Miracle], it is inseparable from the mastery of the truth, so he can use more powerful power during the [Transcendental Sanctification] period.

"Hey, you guy...!" Albert looked at Mutter through the eyes of the Holy Spirit and hummed displeasedly. The eyes of the Holy Spirit can see details that the naked eye cannot.