Blood Skeleton Valley, on the west side of Cliff Mountain.

The guard Knight slowly raised his head, squinting his eyes to look into the distance from under his hood and hair tips.

Winter is approaching, and the blizzard is more violent than the previous few days.

The violent gust of wind, even after putting on thick winter clothes, is still cold and bitter; the ice crystals mixed in the wind and snow left several scars on his bare cheeks like a blade. The body became more stiff and numb.

The cold wind blew his face, and the guard Knight reached out and grabbed the sterling silver pendant on his chest. Without the blessing of the Holy Cross, he would have frozen to death somewhere in this ice field two days ago.

He still has some impressions of his near-death memory—hungry, exhaustion, and cramps. Even the blood flowing from the wound is cold. The only difference between himself and the dead at that moment is that they still remain. With the last trace of consciousness.

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

In an instant, the gradually slowing heart beats fiercely again, the hot blood poured into the limbs like a rush, and the drowsy consciousness immediately awoke!

Then... I survived.

Although the guarding Knight from start to finish was incomparable in the faith of the Holy Cross, he never had any doubts-but at that moment, the moment he was awakened...

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

Guard Knight instantly "sudden enlightenment" to the truth-yes, he still can't die, and he is still carrying the mission given to him by the Holy Cross, no matter what the mission is.

Before completing the mission, he must live on until his fate falls in front of him!

The blizzard was still roaring, and the guard Knight stopped suddenly, his stiff and numb right hand pressed the hilt of the sword around his waist, and a dignified look in his eyes.

Someone is coming.

Winter's north wind passed by the cliffs of the mountain, the towering mountains blocked the sun, so that the ice and snow dome can not see the slightest sunlight.

Guard Knight motionless, only his gaze shifted slightly to the right.

His eyes swept across the open wilderness, the visibility under the blizzard was so bad that he couldn't move normally, but even if he didn't see him, he knew exactly who was coming.

"How did you find me?" The guard Knight opened the mouth and said calmly.

"Some obvious clues, plus...a little bit of luck."

The voice sounded from behind, and the serious guard Knight turned around, black hair wizard His silhouette was exposed in front of him.

The pupils of the guard Knight suddenly shrank, and the right hand gripping the hilt of the sword tightened harder.

"Do you know? Even at the last minute, I couldn't guess that the'assassin' of Connold was you, Lord Knight, the guard of Farnesis."

Loren's With a formulaic smile on his face, he also put emphasis on the word "assassin": "It's really unexpected!"

"We are not friends, but I still Respect Your Excellency-you have no blame for your belief in the Holy Cross, and you are loyal to Holy Cross Church; although religious people may not be good people, at least they should be principled people."

"So I’m really curious about what His Highness Connold Desalion promised you so that you, a pious person like you, would be willing to violate the principle of'justice' and become a thug to kill him. My own blood relative?!"

The black hair wizard almost made no secret of sarcasm, but could not feel any anger on the guard of Knight. It was cold like a blizzard whistling in the ears. , Can't feel any emotion.

"So... why are you here?" The guard Knight said solemnly: "As far as I know, you are not a loyal person!"

Loren twitched the corner of his mouth, A slight smile arose:

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

The guard Knight did not answer him , But directly pulled out the Mithril long sword with gaps in the waist.

Very good, then I don’t believe it.

Take a long sigh, and the black hair wizard has a formulaic smile on his face: "Before you start, can you answer my last question?"

"Don’t worry, I’m right. You are not interested in the content of the transaction between you and His Royal Highness Connold. I just want to know how you are going to kill Brandon Desalion—his giant dragon Mirasis. You should have seen it in Eboden. , Even the body of Evil God is not the opponent of the Great Desolate Giant Beast!"

Loren calmly opened the mouth and said, Liang Yin has fallen from the waist into the palm of his left hand, moving cautiously My own pace "I don't doubt your strength, but I don't believe that the blessing of the Holy Cross can give you the power to slay dragons!"

"You guessed it, I did not like that. No one can do it."

The guard Knight sank his right hand, and the cold sword edge stuck to the edge of the snowy field approaching step by step, silently opening the mouth and said: "But even if it saves The Great Desolate Giant Beast of the Sackland Empire is not absolutely invincible."

"Giant dragons can also bleed and wailing. Like birds, dragons with folded wings will fall from the sky, bones. Broken muscles and broken bodies have no complete skin-in the face of this world, they are just stronger ants, not the power that can override everything."

"Of course, we are smaller ants." Loren twitched His lips squinted and concentrated attention completely staring at the long sword full of gaps.

That is a weapon that can be compared with "Mithril" longer or shorter, or even better.

...once.

The guard Knight stopped and raised his sword edge to point to the cliff mountain to his side: "Do you know the origins of His Majesty Brandon I and the Valley of Blood Skeletons?"

"Slightly I have heard of it."

"During that time of the'Northern War', the younger of the two giant dragons,'Ovenir', fell and fell forever in the Valley of Blood Skeletons, never again. Soar."

The tone of the guard Knight is still cold, with a bit of weight and solemnity: "And where we stand...

Bone!"

The black hair wizard suddenly stared wide-eyed.

"According to the church’s records, Ovenir suffered a severe injury in a bloody battle. With the right wing wounded, he hurriedly landed from the sky. In order to prevent the army from hitting the ground, His Majesty Brandon I ordered it. Flying east; unfortunately, it hit the cliff mountain."

Slowly raised the sword edge, and the guard Knight, who was talking in a deep voice, continued to move forward, and the two were approaching within ten steps!

"But it was not this impact that really killed Offnir, but the thunder that came along with it."

The...thunder of the north?

The black hair wizard froze for a moment and then lifts the head abruptly. He understood it instantly when he looked at the cliff mountain.

It's an avalanche!

"Clang——!"

As soon as the guard Knight sword edge fell, the bright silver of Loren's right hand once again bloomed with a gray blue sword glow, and a fierce collision smashed a piece The dazzling sparks are fleeting in the white blizzard!

Loren complexion turned cold.

The sword that guards Knight is faster than before...No, his reaction is so strong that he can barely keep up with him, it is already beyond human level!

For an instant, the black hair wizard flashed countless schemes-in the face of such an enemy who is not inferior in strength and physical ability far surpasses his own enemy, do it quickly is the best choice.

And that unreasonable oath!

Knight, the guard in the cloak, lowered the sword in his hand, and within three steps of Loren again in the blink of an eye, the cold sword edge pierced out like a long spear.

Loren raised his mouth slightly, apparently the guard Knight judged himself when he was still in Forgetown.

Because of the limited duration of the previous "Bright Silver", Loren had no choice but to continue sliding and dodge; but now...

The pupils of the guard Knight suddenly shrank ——The gray and blue long sword did not disappear, and it pierced his cheek directly along the spine of the sword like a thunder!

In an instant, he made the same decision as a certain Knight once: Take a step forward suddenly, and the stabbing action forcibly becomes a horizontal slash, and the staggered sword edge is in Midair group become Saint in the shape of a cross.

"Clang——!"

The sword edge of "Bright Silver" is not the real substance, but is constantly coming out of the unstable void force in the explosion-guarding Knight The two people were directly knocked apart with one blow!

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

"Holy Cross..."

The cold-faced guard Knight held the sword in both hands and raised the cold sword edge above his head:

"Please allow I punish your enemy--!"

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