Chapter 164 Choice
A breeze gently blew over Luther's face, allowing this mage apprentice who had not left any waves in history to close his eyes peacefully, and also for this genius and The battle between mortals came to an end.
Garros was silent for a few seconds in front of Luther's body. After a brief moment of mourning, he slowly walked past the latter and paid tribute to Kunda, who was still struggling under a series of offensives from Jixiao Island. The prince smiled and said: "It's over, Your Highness."
The latter was exhausted at this time. Although Luther's last magic infusion prevented him from breaking through the defense for the time being, the several high-level defenses The magic was not seen before In the eyes of Garros, who is no longer hindered, in fact it doesn't matter even if he doesn't take action. The black thread in Ji Xiaodao's hand has accumulated to a threshold, and the elusive daggers and daggers will destroy those defenses every time they appear. The magic weakened a little, and the pseudo-elements on the two long swords [Ye Yu] and [Lonely Return] gradually deepened...
[A long-term battle with the King of Sin in a narrow environment. It is tantamount to committing suicide! 】
Although this sentence is far from being spread, it is already beginning to take shape at this moment.
Because several people deliberately did not expand the scope of the battle, although the wooden house had become riddled with holes, it miraculously remained intact. In this case, the core of Ji Xiaodao The skill [Shadow Weaving] can undoubtedly play a huge role, and she has already initially established her own fighting style. She actually brought dozens of short weapons this time. With her near-perfect consciousness and combat intuition, the girl now At this moment, in addition to the silent night sword in his hand, he is also controlling at least thirty weapons connected to the shadow line! !
Even Garros could not imagine how this girl who was so weak not long ago could do it. You must know that it is not easy at all to control a large number of objects through countless thin lines. , which not only requires micro-operations that are so demanding that they are almost crazy, but also have an extremely sharp combat IQ and the talent for multitasking. Otherwise, let alone launching an offensive, it is not easy to even ensure that you will not hurt yourself. .
To put it simply, even if you only control a small number of weapons at the same time, it is no less difficult than some beginners swinging four or five nunchucks at the same time.
If it weren’t for his miraculous talent, then this behavior would obviously be the same as committing suicide!
At least Garros said that he couldn't do it...
"Do you know what you are doing?!" Kunda struggled to dodge the surroundings, sometimes ejecting, sometimes spinning wantonly, and sometimes taking cover alternately. The sharp blade, while shouting to a certain Duke in embarrassment: "Gallo... ugh!"
< br>A long black sword slammed into his shield. Ji Xiaodao's puppet sword drew a straight trajectory in the shadow and went straight to Kunda's back. It was a pity that Luther's last magic power The infusion at least increased the defensive magic several times, so even though he seized the opportunity and used it with all his strength, Ji Xiaodao still didn't succeed in a single blow.
"Leave the rest to me, Ms. Silent Prayer." Garros smiled at the dark elf girl who was about to blend into the shadows again, and slowly raised his staff: "By the body If you take action for me, a noble, your highness should be able to die more or less honorably."
Ji Xiaodao terminated the skill, broke away from the shadow that she had been half-blended into, and glanced coldly. Garros glanced at him: "Whatever you want."
"Garros!" Kunda covered his broken arm that started to bleed again, staring gloomily at the Grand Duke in front of him who had been loyal to the royal family for the past few decades: "I ask you one last time, are you really Do you know what you are doing?"
"I have never been so clear about what I am doing. What to do, Your Highness."
The latter shrugged, and a circle of magic spells gradually appeared in front of Kunda's staff. They slowly overlapped in buzzing and trembling, and outlined the outline of a circle. A huge prototype of a lance, with countless dark blue air currents quickly surrounding it, elegant and beautiful.
This is a self-created magic that Garros has not used when fighting Luther before, and it is also the strongest magic he can use - [Sir Qianlan]
Whether it is against Whether it is a focused fire attack on a single target or a quick and painless execution for others, this is a very practical magic trick.
Extreme speed, excellent penetration, ultra-long range, almost zero casting time, and unparalleled sharpness. This 'lance' that quickly formed in front of Garros has all the advantages of wind element magic. , although it cannot have a larger size due to the flaw of easy spillage, it is precisely because of this that it has a terrifying 'point' lethality. In the experimental stage, it was enough to penetrate more than a dozen sets stacked together. Enchant heavy armor.
Kunda sighed deeply, and the hand holding the wound on his shoulder slowly slipped away weakly.
"I guarantee you will not feel any pain." Garros bowed to Kunda gracefully and raised his staff.
The distance of less than three meters between the two is almost non-existent for [Sir Qianlan]. It will penetrate Kunda's heart in an instant, and the seemingly stable and solid gun body The moment it hits the target, it will turn into wisps of madness and tear its entire body apart. This will not only ensure that the target will not leave a piece of debris with a diameter of more than two centimeters, but it will also be enough to prevent the concept of 'pain' from being fed back to the opponent. End it all in front of your brain.
However, at this moment, Mo, who had been watching coldly at the door, suddenly laughed softly.
"Don't move, let them stop."
The next second, a sharp 'weapon' was pressed against the side of the sin lord's neck. It was a broken piece of a wooden table in the room.
Kanda, Garros and Ji Xiaodao looked at the door at the same time, and saw a dark elf girl in plain clothes and short silver hair standing behind Mo, with the wooden stubble in her hand firmly The quiet and elegant face pressed against the latter's neck showed no emotion at all.
"Gawen!" Prince Kunda's livid face instantly became ecstatic. He looked at Ji Xiaodao and Garros, who were obviously a little surprised in front of him, and couldn't help laughing loudly. He stood up: "Wonderful! It's so..."
Bah! !
A dark fire mark slammed into the defensive magic in front of Kunda, causing his unfinished sigh to come to an abrupt end.
"You'd better calm down, Your Highness." Ji Xiaodao put [Lonely Return] into its sheath expressionlessly and gave a faint warning.
Garros sighed softly. The [Sir Qianlan] in front of him did not penetrate Kunda as expected, but it did not dissipate either.
No one spoke for a while, until...
"Jiawen?" Mo leaned lazily on the armrest, and the abyss-like eyes behind the mask stared at the girl for a long time. , and then showed an elusive smile: "Is this your name?"
The latter nodded slightly, and sent the sharp wooden stubble forward again: "This is the second time, let your people stop."
"Okay, it seems you succeeded. General." Mo waved his hands to Ji Xiaodao and Garros casually, and said with a smile: "Do as she said, I am captured."
Ji Xiaodao shrugged. , dispersed the countless slightly trembling shadow threads in his hand, and took two symbolic steps back.
Garros also dispersed the [Sir Qianlan] who was preparing to attack, lowered his staff slightly, gave Kunda a noble salute, and then retreated to his companions.
"Okay, so what do you want to do next?" Mo turned to Jiawen and whispered playfully: "You seem to be worried about something..."
Jiawen was silent for a moment, and then suddenly laughed.
"No, I'm not worried anymore."
......
A minute ago, at the moment when High Arcanist Luther King stopped breathing For a moment.
Gawen, who was still observing secretly, suddenly heard a system prompt sound coming from her ears. [Side mission: Receive Prince Kangda and his party, completed, completion level 45%, reward optional experience: 90 points, additional reward: none]
[Guidance mission: Embark on a journey, has been changed, you have obtained a new guidance mission: Choice]
She subconsciously glanced at her novice guidance mission that had been inexplicably changed, and couldn't help but He was slightly startled.
[Guidance Task: Choice]
Disagreement 1: Successfully helped Kang Dabo escape (0/1),? ? ? ,? ? ? , mission reward: change camp to [Good and Neutral], gain 100,000 optional experience points, unlock career: Uncontested, world collapse reduced to 0%, failure penalty: death
Disagreement 2: Face yourself, task reward:? ? ?
[Remarks: Your worries are meaningless, your confusion is worthless, and your search for evidence is ridiculous. Come on, two dead ends have been placed in front of you, choose one and embark on it. Leave everything to fate. 】
There was a little fear in the girl's eyes. At this moment, she finally realized that this 'game' might not be simple...
But the next second, Gawen felt inexplicable She began to become excited, her brain was running rapidly, a smile appeared on her lips, her hands trembled slightly, and her eyes ignited with a touch of unbridled madness.
【Jiawen】
Race: Dark Elf
Gender: Female
Level: Juggler Level 4
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
HP: 40/40
Physical value: 120/120
Talents: Elegance, Holiday Time
Basic attributes: Strength 2, Dexterity 5, Wisdom 10, Constitution 2
Civilization attributes: Eloquence 30, Charisma 30, Knowledge 3, Leadership 15
Combat attributes: None
Skills: Telekinesis, shadow puppets, blindfolding, desire to survive
Her character panel is very inconspicuous, with almost no highlights except for civilization attributes, and the Juggler does not look like a serious battle. Occupation...
But Gawen didn't care about this. She just scanned her information quickly, and then focused her attention on the people not far away again until Garros was about to send Kunda on his way. moment!
The girl's figure appeared behind Mo in an instant, pressing the piece of wood she had just picked up casually against the latter's neck.
【Desire to Survive】
Active skills
Conditions for mastering: Have the profession 'Juggler'
Consumption/limitation: None
Use: There is a 50% chance to increase your movement speed by 50% after activation. , lasts for three seconds; there is a 50% chance of increasing your overall resistance by 1, and you will be unable to move for three seconds. The cooling time is 120 minutes.
【Note: If the performance fails and cannot be reconciled, please do not hesitate to pick up the tips given by those idiots and run away! Of course, if the psychological quality is too poor or there are too many onlookers, it is more reliable to accept the coward and get beaten. 】
No matter from any aspect, this is not an easy-to-use skill. Not only is the effect extremely poor and the cooldown time is extremely long, but it also involves a certain amount of luck. Compared with the acceleration skills such as the charge of the warrior profession and the sprint of the thief profession. It's so crude that it's hard to look at it.
However, Gawen had no other choice. After all, she only had a career as a juggler, and she got it because she often took on side tasks of taking care of children, so there was no room for pickiness at this moment.
Of course, she didn't think she would fail. After all, the seemingly superficial skill notes clearly pointed out that there were two situations: 'poor mental quality' and 'too many onlookers'. The immobilization effect would only be caused by the action, and although the concept of the former was relatively ambiguous, at least no one had noticed Gawen in the corner so far, so she felt that she could take a gamble.
Jiawen won the bet.
The person known as the 'Sin Lord' has been controlled by her. Although she doesn't know how bad the other person's physical condition is, judging from the fact that he is sitting in a wheelchair and his extremely pale complexion It's obviously not very healthy.
[That’s it...]
Gawen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn’t know much about this world, the direction of things still did not exceed expectations. This mysterious person who was coerced by him The Lord of Sin seemed to be very cooperative.
To be honest, this made Gawen a little disappointed.
At this moment, Prince Kunda, who had temporarily escaped from the trap, shouted to Jiawen with a serious face: "Kill him! Jiawen, kill the sinner immediately!"< br>
“Kill him?” The girl frowned slightly, shook her head and said, “We can’t leave even if we kill him, Your Highness.”
A trace of gloom flashed in Kunda's eyes, and he said angrily: "He is the culprit of everything! He is responsible for the blood debt of tens of thousands of lives in Banser City. He bewitched the loyal Duke of Bartgaros and killed our Dharma God. No matter what, we can't spare his life!"
"I don't think the word 'bewitch' is used carefully," Mo said casually, and then glanced at Shi standing not far away. Garros: "Really?"
The latter smiled slightly: "Yes, sir, it is quite inaccurate."
Gawen just looked at Prince Kunda calmly and whispered Said: "Your Highness, I think it is best to solve the problem through negotiation now, so that we can all survive, so do you want to think about it again?"
"I don't want to think about anything!" Kunda He shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Kill him, and I, the prince, am willing to die here with you."
Jia Wen sighed softly: "Your Highness, I remember that I suggested that you leave earlier. Facts have proved that I was right, so if you can think about it this time..."
"No!" Kunta's eyes were splitting and he shouted: "Perhaps after killing him, Garros will be able to regain his sanity! I'm not interested in your suggestions at all, so hurry up and do it!"
"Okay." Gawen nodded crisply, then leaned over to wash the ink and spread out his other hand. On it was a finely crafted golden pendant: "You have ten seconds. Time"
The latter snapped his fingers leisurely: "Let's do it, Garros"
Chapter 161: The End
(End of this chapter)