Shaman from Afar

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There was only a faint sound, and the "primary impact" of the piercing sword had pierced the chest of the dark-haired wizard, and even the surrounding night watchmen could not detect it.

"The Force Shock" is a practical high-level magic spell that almost every night watchman is good at. It is characterized by a sudden burst of shock; when he raises his hand, he can knock down a heavily armed soldier to the ground, or Stop the mortal attack.

So, they are stupid-or those who really master the essence of this high-level curse, even the night watchman is only a very small number; even Rut Infinit can only use the impact Gathered at the tip of the sword, then burst out in a flash.

And the night watchman who can pour the "force shock" into the sword body and shoot it like a bow and arrow ... only Edward.

The invisible impact force penetrates from the position of the heart, and blood flows out! The dark-haired wizard trembling with tremor struggled weakly, his trembling right hand clenched bright silver, and waved hard!

"puff--!"

Indifferent Edward didn't dodge, Jianmang passed across him without hindering, and the scarlet plasma dyed both of them red.

The left hand blocked the right hand of the dark-haired wizard wielding the sword, and his arms slammed into his body so that he could not dodge; Edward, who was twitching under the pain, struggled to raise the blade in his hand; Into Loren's chest!

Loren, who was clenched in his right hand, struggled weakly. The blood flowing from his chest made him unable to lift his body, and his eyes became darker and darker.

The trembling pupil stared at Edward, who was also covered in blood. His left hand was getting tighter and more difficult to break free; his left hand was stuck by the rock wall and could not move.

The constant flow of blood-the bayonet that penetrated the chest not only blocked the penetration wound, but enlarged the area of ​​the wound-so that even the breathing began to become difficult, as if there was something that the cardholder could not breathe.

The trembling right hand still didn't release the blade.

Edward's expression was equally ugly. The cheeks of the forehead with cold sweat were shaking steadily ... The bright silver swordmand was not "tearing" but more like "burst". I don't know how many were cut.

Obviously there is no song of the sword, and both of them are already the end of the crossbow; as long as there is another night watchman, Loren will definitely die!

But the atmosphere at the moment was colder than before; the night watchmen hiding in the dark clenched their swords in their hands, staring at the two with wide eyes, daring to make a little noise, unable to move.

The dark-haired wizard who gritted his teeth, was still struggling.

Broken sword had completely sunk into his chest, and strenuous struggle would only make the wound cross section bigger and bigger, and blood flow more and faster.

But he still did not let go!

Already dying, Edward's cheeks were still twitching and bleeding. He stopped Loren's right hand holding the sword, and tried his best to fix the bayonet that pierced Loren's chest, making him unable to break free.

This already weak man was still bursting with unimaginable power; the dark-haired wizard was still struggling with all his strength, and his trembling right hand was still clinging to the hilt.

But Liang Yin's Jianmang gradually dimmed until it disappeared.

"clang--!"

The bright silver that dropped off fell to the ground, and the hands of the dark-haired wizard drooped weakly, burying his head in his chest.

In the tunnel, there was silence.

he died?

Loren Turin ... really dead?

After paying so many lives, even Master Rut Infinite almost died of the monster with his hand ... Actually so simple, was he killed?

Will he really wake up suddenly?

The night watchmen who just died are still vivid in their memories. No one can tell whether Loren Turin is pretending to be a pretender; maybe it is just a trap used to lure them into being so that the remaining night watchmen can be wiped out.

The night watchman ... they were really timid-even if Loren had stopped resisting completely, but before confirming that he had completely lost his vitality, no one dared to come out and make a little sound.

"Ha ... ha ... ha ..."

Edward, who was dying, gasped and gasped, weakly grasping the collar of the dark-haired wizard, and the wound on his chest made it difficult for him to exert strength, and even a slight movement would be like a heartache!

But the night watchman made his last breath and aimed at the "endless stream" next to him. There was also a stinking sewage from the sewers, and he bit his teeth and pushed Loren down.

The torrent is splashing!

Just before everyone reacted, the figure of the dark-haired wizard was completely engulfed in sewage and disappeared.

"boom--!"

Indifferent Edward knelt down on his knees. He looked unsightly, holding the wound and trembling on the ground. He struggled to support the rock next to it, and the trembling wanted to get up, but kept falling, falling over and over again.

When he wanted to get up again, there was one more person in front of him.

A dozen night watchmen who came out of the darkness surrounded Edward who had fallen to the ground in the center, but he didn't mean to help him.

"Why did you just do this?"

A cold voice came, and indifferent Edward snorted softly:

"I don't have to answer you."

"You ...?" Looking at him, the other person gritted his teeth angrily: "Say! Do you want to let him go?"

"Leave him?"

The severe pain in his chest made Edward sweat, and looked up at the other person with more disdain:

"A normal person can survive in cold water for no more than two quarters of an hour-he is too close to death due to excessive blood loss, and he ca n’t even persist for a quarter of an hour. In this case ... you tell me how he can live. ? "

"I, I ... this, this ..."

Yusai ’s night watchman looked angrily at Edward, who was so miserable that he could only lie on the ground, and he still refused to let him go: "He is a serious offender named by Lord Rut Infinite. He must take his body back!"

"It's really stupid to do this, and it's extremely stupid." Strongly enduring the pain, Edward crawled and leaned against the rock wall, and his purple lips were still shaking:

"Do n’t forget ... Lorren is also a night watchman and a talented caster-how do you know he did n’t hold the trump card of 'die now' and wait until we relax our vigilance and leave everyone alone All slaughtered ?! "

"This one……"

"He is a man who can survive in a ghost place like a glacier wasteland, and has dealt with the evil spirit apostle-to deal with this kind of enemy, unless he can be seen torn into pieces, even the soul must be bound together to confirm death; otherwise only Limit his chances of survival as much as possible. "

"Lorren Turin's vitality and survivability far exceed your imagination!"

Edward shivering reluctantly, reluctantly tolerating the pain and tearing off the clothes on his chest that were glued together by flesh and sweat to avoid the risk of infection.

The night watchman standing in front of him still gritted his teeth-Edward's words left him speechless, but he also caught a loophole in the other party's words:

"So ... you are not sure that he is dead, are you?"

"When I saw this guy being cremated with my own eyes ... No, it would be unbelievable even if I was burnt to death." Recalling his previous experience, Edward shook his head:

"If I'm not alone ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ At least I can surely cut off his head to ensure foolproof-unfortunately, just now such a good opportunity, you don't even have a person who is willing to come out to help."

"You, you dare to accuse us ?!"

"No, I'm just stating the facts."

Edward's voice was calm, but almost all the night watchmen on the scene heard the sarcasm in his words: "All your cautions have made us lose our best chance of confirming the death of Loren Turin."

Looking at the dying Edward, a glint of anger flashed in the corner of the night watchman's eyes; glancing at the brothers on both sides, the other person grasped and grasped Edward's shoulder, and lifted him up and knocked him out with a punch.

"Take this guy back, and this sword-Lord Rut Infinite's order, be alive." The night watchman's expression was very complicated, and he looked anxiously under his feet, which would drop the shiny silver Picked it up:

"Tell adults, Loren Turin is dead!" Mobile phone users, please browse for a better reading experience.