The Song of Gendaya

Linde's cold smile for some reason made the mercenary leader feel that there is one's hair stand on end. That biting feeling is that he has never experienced it in his years of licking blood. of.

The mace that had been under heavy pressure slowly began to loosen. It was not that the mercenary leader no longer added strength, but that the young man who was two heads shorter than himself had defeated him in the strength test. Own.

In time, he tried harder to push down, but the long sword in the opponent's hand was still slowly lifting up.

The mercenaries who used to cheer for the boss also slowly quieted down. Most of them had their eyes doubled and opened their mouths unconsciously.

They couldn't believe that the leader, who has always been known as strong as an ox, lost to a child in the power competition at this time.

Wuth and Russell, who arrived in time, were also at a loss. They knew that their partner Sword Art was wonderful, but they never thought that his thin body could burst out such a powerful divine force. .

"Damn...how could it...how could I lose to you..." The mercenary leader gritted his teeth, the blue veins on his forehead burst out, and his back was already wet with sweat.

Linde didn't say a word, he coldly snorted calmly set aside the mace on his head.

I saw that the mercenary leader's center of gravity was a little unstable, and he almost sat on the ground.

He is unwilling to make such a fool in front of everyone's eyes, especially in front of his many subordinates. And after he spent Strength of Nine Bulls and Two Tigers, he regained his footing.

Time won't allow him to make too many adjustments. I saw that the young man who was despised by him and was weak in his eyes was leaping high like a godly help, that cold light is compelling long. Sword was hacking at the top of his head.

The mercenary leader reluctantly raised his mace with both hands to resist, and the powerful force bursting out of that weak body caused him to bend his knees and knelt to the ground heavily.

There was an uproar from the mercenaries. Many people showed contempt in their eyes, and some even left quietly.

Wuth and Russell exchanged another look at each other, and their hearts seemed to be filled with more mysteries.

At this moment, several rounds of "ding ding dong dong" have passed. The mercenary leader has several wounds on his body, and the blood mixed with sweat has soaked his leather armor. Clothes.

"Dang Cang..."

The mercenary leader dropped the weapon in his hand to the ground, his knees softened and he knelt down in front of the boy.

And the long sword in Linde's hand is already pointing to his throat at this time.

"I...I know I was wrong...Please forgive my sin..." The mercenary leader said with a crying expression, "Please... as long as you can spare my life, You can let me do anything in the future!"

Linde didn't speak, his azure blue eyes still flashed coldly like winter, and the sword in his hand seemed to have begun to loosen.

At this time, the mercenary leader seemed to have hope of survival suddenly in his eyes. He opened his mouth excitedly and said: "I can do anything I want. I can be your subordinate and serve you! By the way! I know the person you are looking for, where is the person you are looking for!"

The words of the mercenary boss made the young man's eyes light up, and the cold eyes of the winter were swept away.

"Come on! Where is Lei Li?"

Suddenly Linde knelt down in front of the man’s eyes and read a hidden cunning, right here in a flash, man’s His face was frozen in an eternal moment by the sudden cold light.

The man's head fell to the ground, but a puff of blood under his neck splashed on Linde's body.

Everyone present gave off a cry of exclamation. Linde just stood there blankly, and he didn't seem to have expected what he had experienced at this moment.

A flash of lightning pierced through the dense clouds, accompanied by the rumble of thunder, raindrops began to drip slowly, washing away all the evils of this Human World coldly.

At this time, the huge headless body fell to the ground, and a pool of blood soon formed. The strong smell of blood dispersed in the air, making people tremble.

The mercenaries onlookers screamed desperate and fear and fled. The shouts faded away, and between Heaven and Earth returned to the deathly silence.

Wuth and Russell, who stood by, stayed where they were. What happened before was played back over and over in their minds, but they never saw what happened at that moment.

And Linde is still standing still, letting wind and rain beat him.

"Linde!" Wuth suddenly called to his friend.

"Don't come here!" Linde turned his head slightly and said coldly, "Wuth, Russell... step back, you don't need you here..."

"Linde... You are..."

Wuth didn't finish speaking, and Russell pulled his arm and slightly shook the head, and the friend's eyes also had an indescribable sorrow. So the two looked towards and walked back dozens of steps.

At this moment, Linde twisted his head left and right. He shouted: "Come out! There is nothing to hide here."

At this moment, in Linde A figure suddenly appeared on the pile of rubble in front of him.

It was the figure of a middle-aged man, with long dark brown hair dancing in the wind, a knife-cut face with sharp edges and slender eyes, and a long body shape. She was covered under a large black cloak, and a surprisingly large heavy sword was standing on the ground with its blade down.

Although the man Linde in front of him has no impression, the exaggerated giant sword seems familiar to him.

"it's been a long time since we last met, young man..." The man greeted in a low voice, with a wicked smile on his mouth.

"It's a long time no see. It seems that your injury is almost healed." Linde replied coldly.

"Do you know that I have been waiting for this moment?"

"I don't know, I thought we would never meet again after the battle at the seventh post."

"The assassination of Sir Glatis is just a warning, and that warning is for you. As long as you set foot on the land of Valangria, you must be prepared to lose your life at any time."

Linde let out a deep, wry smile: "hahaha... Sure enough, someone doesn't want me to set foot on this land, who is it? Is it the Duke of Olastan? He is so afraid of me coming back? What is there in his heart? Ghost?"

"I have no right to answer all your questions. I am just a killer who takes money to do things. I have only one purpose, to kill you."

" Do you think you can do it? It was not defeated that day!" Linde coldly snorted.

"Really? Boy, how do you think your sword technique compares to Glatis?"

The other party’s question was beyond Linde’s expectation. He never seemed to be with Bai The Knight who sent the post had a trial, so he asked back: "Sir Gladys? Why do you ask?"

"If your sword technique is not as sophisticated as Lord Jazz, this place is full of your tombs. !"