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Chapter 652: Swinging the sword with despair and wearing the armor of the dead

Chapter 652: Swinging the sword with despair and wearing the armor of the dead

After all the demon species and giant lizards were killed, Baili Xiu had time to take stock of the Protectorate.

The first thing that caught Baili Xiu's eyes was the dilapidated but still strong city wall. It was this dilapidated and strong city wall that successfully blocked the demon species and monitor lizards who wanted to enter the city.

However, when Bailixiu was observing the Protectorate City, there was a voice that interrupted Bailixiu's observation. The man in heavy armor who had been inseparable from the demon species, the giant lizard, was The heavy armor on his body retreated, revealing a resolute face and shouting to Bailixiu who was still in the sky:

"Hey! My friend, thank you for helping me just now. My name is Kai, what's your name?"

After Bailixiu heard this, she couldn't help but be stunned, and then immediately fell from the sky, and carefully looked at the guy who claimed to be Kai.

The man who claimed to be Kai was a little uncomfortable with Bailixiu's inspection, but Kai didn't get angry. After all, this guy had saved him just now!
You must know that Kai Kai had no confidence at all in defeating the 400-meter-long mid-level demon species, the giant lizard. Although the knife in his hand was very sharp, it was too short to hurt the vital part. Xin Haobai Li Xiu took action, otherwise the capital city might have been destroyed today.

It would not be good for tens of thousands of ordinary humans in the city, so Kai, who was more grateful to Baili Xiu, asked doubtfully:

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with me?"

When Bailixiu heard Kai's words, she immediately shook her head and responded:
"No, it's nothing. I just think you look a lot like a friend of mine. By the way, my name is Bailixiu, and my friends all call me Baili! I came here to send caravans from the Tang Dynasty to each other!"

However, when Bailixiu said these words, her mind couldn't help but recall the background story about the armor in the Game of Kings.

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The ancient magic family, the blood inheritance flowing with mysterious power, was all obtained because of "sin".When the young man traced the origin of the crazy blood and learned of this fact, he became completely different.

He abandoned his hometown and left... leaving behind only terrible legends.When a family gains power that does not belong to itself, it must eventually repay it.And he took up the sin and went to put an end to it.

For many years, the terrifying magic blade wandered like a ghost in the land of warriors, causing panic among people who were also descendants of the magic family.But all the meaningless fighting can't fill the emptiness of the soul, it will only make the despair grow day by day.He eventually disappeared, on his way to the East.He wanted to trace the roots of the demonic path, perhaps to free himself from the torture of endless fate.

In this way, he stepped into the depths of the rolling yellow sand - a large area of ​​land collectively known as the "Western Regions".And that place is undergoing drastic changes that will change everyone's destiny.

Oasis in the desert, rare and precious springs, stone wells deep underground... The countries built around them have been fighting each other for water sources for a long time, and have been in constant disputes with each other. It was not until the arrival of the Tang Dynasty cavalry that things changed.The unprecedentedly powerful empire established a protective palace, opened markets, transported tea and cloth from the Silk Road, and mediated conflicts and disputes.The desert was peaceful for decades.

But when the swordsman heading east passed by, he saw signs of destruction.The royal court fell; the Protectorate fell; local civilians were crying, and Tang soldiers lay dying on the roadside. They all believed that the other party was the betrayer.

The indifferent swordsman has no interest in knowing who is right and who is wrong, but the proliferation of evil ways disgusts him and reminds him of the nightmares that torture him day and night.So when everyone fled the fallen city, he walked retrograde into the depths of disaster.Groups of monsters fell wailing from under the sword, but the dangerous atmosphere was getting stronger and stronger: he thought, there was a guy, a guy who was very good at magic, peeping.He wants to find him, he has such confidence and pride.

Then the surroundings changed into familiar scenes: his past, his fate, his nightmares, every battle he fought. The evil guy behind the scenes couldn't confront the swordsman head-on, so he had to use illusions to make him die of pain and despair. .This is a duel between the magic blade and the magic method.He swung his sword!The sword light cut through the evil fog with strength and will, and something screamed and roared.

The illusion dissipated.In the ruins, the swordsman immediately understood why the guy was trying so hard to stop him: the little boy, the fearful and crying demon hybrid boy, was covered in an engraved magic circle, and would be used as a sacrifice to awaken something powerful.

"Brother." The boy cried heartbreakingly. "Brother." The voice that he deliberately wanted to forget in his memory also whispered, "Brother." "Brother." The swordsman's memory was so vague that a long time ago, the girl held hostage by the bandit reached out to him for help. "Brother." "Brother."

The frozen heart collapsed instantly.The life-sucking terrifying monster failed to grab the final sacrifice it longed for, and the boy was thrown far away.On the contrary, the swordsman who stepped into the magic circle was dragged into the darkness by the fog.Then, some kind of living object struggled, wrapped tightly around him, and tried to devour him. "Brother." "Brother." "Brother."

The sound of sobbing became farther and farther away, but it was clear to my heart.The body is torn apart and the will becomes clearer.A sneer appeared on the lips of the dying swordsman. This evil creature seemed not to know that he was the more terrifying and terrifying one among them.

He swung his sword again.

The wind across the desert blew the high flag, and the pattern of the phoenix bird was as bright as fire.It stood proudly, declaring that even after seven days and seven nights of continuous fighting, this corner of the Great Wall was still unbreakable.

On the eighth day, the demons besieging the fortress became commotion, and the crimson figures who opposed them launched an attack from where they came.The final battle lasted from night to dawn, and the disparately outnumbered sides were never able to achieve a decisive victory: until a person, a living person, staggered into the scarred battlefield as if nothing else was around.

The crimson patrolman picked up the foreign swordsman from the middle of the battlefield.The living magic armor quickly retreated in front of her eyes, revealing a pale face and scarred body, holding a sword tightly in his hand.Surrounded by mountains of demon corpses.

"Where do you come from?" I don't know if he can understand it.

"Forgot." The poor Common Tongue response.

"What about the name?"

"forget……"

"Armor." The female general interrupted him neatly. "Let's call you Kai. Get up quickly and don't pretend to be dead."

The stranger smiled helplessly.

The crimson figure didn't look back. "You are very strong, we need people like you. Stay. You may regret it. Anyway, you have forgotten everything, so it doesn't matter if you regret it."

The swordsman who was suddenly named Kai looked at the sword in his hand.The dots on the sword reminded him of the flowers growing on the sand in the desperate situation.

Armor?Seems good.Forget about the sharp sword that can only hurt people, from now on it exists in the name of the protective armor.

He propped up his body and followed slowly.

Ahead, is the Great Wall that stretches to the end of the sky.

Swinging the sword in despair, holding the deceased as armor

This sentence was Bailixiu’s favorite sentence when she was playing the game Kai before time travel!
However, although the world that Bailixiu travels through is said to be the world of King of Continent, it is very different from the King of Games. For example, this is the super play space that Bailixiu travels through!
(End of this chapter)

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