Shaman from Afar

Blood Skeleton Valley, west of the Cliff Mountain.

The guard knight slowly raised his head, squinting and looking out into the distance from under the hood and hair tips.

Winter is approaching, and the wind and snow are more violent than before.

The violent screams of the wind, even in the thick winter clothes, were still cold and biting; the ice crystals caught in the wind and snow left several wounds on the bare cheeks like a blade, and made his body more stiff and numb.

With the cold wind blowing, the guard knight reached out and grabbed the sterling silver pendant on his chest. If there is no Holy Cross blessing, he should be frozen to death somewhere in this ice field two days ago.

He still had a little impression of the memory before his death-hunger, fatigue, cramps, and even the blood flowing from the wound is cold. The only difference between himself and the dead at that moment is the last trace of consciousness.

The moment before the spark went out, I prayed to Holy Cross and got a "response".

In an instant, the gradually slowing heart beat again violently, and the hot blood poured into the limbs like a rush, and the faint consciousness was immediately awake!

Then ... I survived.

Although the guardian knights were unparalleled in their belief in the Holy Cross from beginning to end, they never had any doubts-but at that moment, at the moment when he was alive ...

He never felt that the distance between himself and "God" was so close!

The guardian knight "suddenly" came to the truth-yes, he can't die yet, and he still carries the mission given to him by the Holy Cross, no matter what the mission is.

Before completing that mission, he must live until his destiny comes to him!

The blizzard was still roaring, and the guard knight stopped suddenly. The stiff and numb right hand pressed the sword handle in the waist, and a glimmer of dignity passed in his eyes.

someone is coming.

The north wind of the winter passed through the mountains of the cliff cliffs, and the high mountains blocked the sun, so that the snowy dome could not see the slightest sunlight.

The **** knight was motionless, only his eyes shifted slightly to the right.

His eyes swept through the open wilderness, and the visibility was so bad that he could not move normally under the blizzard, but even if he didn't see who he knew very clearly who was coming.

"How did you find me?" The guard knight said indifferently.

"Some obvious clues, plus ... so little luck."

The voice rang from behind, and the serious-looking guard knight turned, and the figure of the dark-haired wizard was exposed in front of him.

The guard knight's pupil suddenly shrank, and the right hand that gripped the hilt was harder.

"You know? Even at the last minute, I never guessed that His Highness Connold's" Assassin "was actually you, His Excellency Cavaliers of Fanesis."

Loren had a formal smile on his face, and he also put a special emphasis on the word "Assassin": "It's really unexpected!"

"We are not friends, but I still respect you-you have no criticism of the Holy Cross, and you are also loyal to the Holy Cross Church; although believers are not necessarily good people, but at least there should be Principle person. "

"So I'm really curious, what did His Highness Connold de Salion promise you to make a devout person like you violate the principle of 'justice' and become a thug to kill his blood relatives? ?! "

The black-haired wizard barely concealed his sarcasm, but failed to feel any anger on the body of the guardian knight. The cold was like a blizzard whispering in the ear, and no emotion was felt.

"So ... why are you here?" The guard knight said in a deep voice: "As far as I know, you are not a loyal generation!"

Loren twitched his lips and slightly smiled:

"Uh ... if I said, I just came to say hello to you, would you believe me?"

The guardian knight did not answer him, but directly pulled out the Mithril Longsword with a gap in his waist.

Very good, that is not believe it.

With a long breath, the dark-haired wizard had a formal smile on his face: "Can you answer my last question before you start?"

"Relax, I ’m not interested in the transaction between you and His Royal Highness Connold, I just want to know how you are going to kill Brandon de Salion-his dragon, Mirases, you are in Egypt Boden should also see that even the body of the evil **** is not the opponent of the wild beast! "

Loren said quietly that Liang Yin had fallen into his left palm from the waist, carefully moving his pace. "I don't doubt your strength, but I don't even believe that the blessing of the Holy Cross can let you have Dragon Slaughter Power! "

"You guessed it, I don't have that power, no one can."

The guard knight sank his right hand, and the cold sword edge approached the edge of the snow, silently speaking: "But even the huge beast that saved the Sakran Empire is not absolutely invincible."

"Dragons will also bleed and howl, and the winged dragons will fall from the sky like birds, with broken bones and broken bodies. In front of this world, they are only stronger ants, not able to override everything. the power of."

"Of course, and we are even smaller ants." Loren squinted, squinting and staring at the opponent's gaping sword.

It is a weapon that can be as long as the "Mithril" or even better.

……once.

The **** knight stopped and raised his sword forward to point to the cliffside mountain: "Do you know the origin of His Majesty Brandon I and the Valley of Blood Skeleton?"

"Slightly heard."

"In that" Northern War ", the younger of the two dragons," Overnier ", fell and stayed in the Valley of Blood Skeleton forever, and could never soar again."

The tone of the guardian knight is still cold, with a bit heavy and solemn: "And where we stand at our feet ...

It's the bones of Overnier! "

The dark-haired wizard suddenly widened his eyes.

"According to the church's records, Overnier suffered a heavy blow in the **** battle, and the right wing was injured and made a sudden landing from the sky. In order not to smash the army on the ground, His Majesty Brandon I ordered it to fly east; the result was unfortunate Ran into the cliff cliff. "

Slowly raised the blade, Shen Sheng told the guardian knight to continue to move forward, the two have approached within ten steps!

"But it wasn't this impact that killed Auvernier. It was the thunder in the north that came with it."

Northern ... Thunder?

The dark-haired wizard was stunned for a moment and then suddenly raised his head, looking at the cliff cliff mountain, he understood.

It's an avalanche!

"clang--!"

The moment the blade of the guard knight fell, the bright silver in Loren's right hand once again bloomed a gray-blue sword, and the fierce collision smashed a dazzling spark.

Loren looked cold.

The sword of the guardian knight is faster than before ... No, it is his reaction has been so strong that he can barely keep up, it is beyond the level of people!

Countless options flashed through the mind of the black-haired wizard in the blink of an eye-in the face of such strength, and the physical ability far surpasses his enemies, quick battle is the best choice.

And the unreasonable oath!

The guardian knight in the big cloak hung down the sword in his hand, and in a blink of an eye, he had approached Loren again within three steps. The cold sword edge stabbed like a spear.

Loren slightly raised the corner of his mouth, apparently when the Guardian Knight judged himself that he was still in the furnace town.

The previous "bright silver" because of the time limit ~ www.readwn.com ~ In addition to continuing to dodge, Loren has no extra choice; but now ...

The pupils of the guardian knight suddenly shrunk—the gray-blue long sword did not disappear, and it punctured his cheek like thunder directly along the sword ridge!

In an instant, he made the same decision as a knight who once took a sudden step forward, the piercing action was suddenly turned into a horizontal split, and the interlaced blades formed a holy cross in the air. shape.

"clang--!"

The blade of "Bright Silver" is not the real substance, but is constantly out of the unstable void power in the explosion-the guard knight's one-shot split directly knocked the two people away!

The distance between the two has once again extended beyond three steps.

"Holy Cross ..."

The cold-looking guardian knight held the sword in both hands and raised the cold blade above his head:

"Please allow me to punish your enemy--!"