Chapter 1281 Sword
Continuous low mountains, gentle valleys, indescribable flags, and corpses lying among them, the remaining power of magic elements gathers on this lost battlefield like the flames of souls. scattered.
This is a gentle valley east of the Damu River. A battle took place here not long ago. Judging from the conditions of the battlefield ruins, the battle was very brutal and corpses were everywhere. In the valley, screams can occasionally be heard from the piles of corpses, which are the moans of survivors. Or, this kind of survival is not a kind of luck. If no one comes to help, the injured will only die from the pain.
Maybe I shouldn’t have come to this place,
Blood dyed the earth red;
Maybe I shouldn't go to that event,
The war started there.
Life has never been so fragile,
Death takes away all faith.
When all that is left is greed and desire,
There was only the devil roaring in my heart.
Did you know? Life is worse than that of a dog.
War leaves no monuments to heroes,
Only pitiful graves of fools,
No one remembers your name,
None of that matters anymore.
If you don’t want to be exposed in the wilderness,
please don’t come to this place.
Killing stains the soul,
Blood stains the leather boots.
Oh, you were enemies once, right?
Now they are buried here together.
Maybe someone should clean up this cemetery.
This person may be the vulture lingering in the sky.
No one will pay homage to you,
Perhaps only your relatives and me,
those kings and nobles who enjoy fine wine and beautiful women,
will not remember that what they have is what you paid for with your blood.
Let me take away your last hatred,
Turn enemies into friends in heaven,
From now on there will be no more fighting and fighting,
Start your new life...
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The war is still going on and will not stop because of compassion. While the war between the two sides was in full swing, a man suddenly appeared on the battlefield.
The person appeared on the north bank of the Damu River, coming from the direction of the Demon Moon. At first no one noticed him, but soon everyone became aware of his presence.
He walked neither hastily nor slowly, his blood was not boiling with the shouts of the soldiers, and he was not frightened by death. Step by step, step by step, wherever he passed was a passage!
"What's wrong? What happened?" I don't know whether the exclamation came from the soldiers of Mo Yue or Saint Bikoya, because wherever this man walked, people around him Constantly hurting, constantly wailing.
Wearing dark blue clothes, with silver edges and light gold decorations, dark hair that reaches her waist, and a ruthless color in her dark and cold eyes. There was no distinction between friend and foe. Wherever he passed, all the soldiers of Demon Moon and Saint Bikoya were injured and fell down. Looking at all the wounds on their bodies, they turned out to be countless sharp and thin sword marks!
"Damn guy, what are you doing!" An officer from San Bikoya was furious, holding a pair of red metal cannon fists and rushing toward the incoming person: "Go to the Demon Moon people... "
The person was still jumping in the air, but the sound suddenly stopped. He looked at the person walking slowly in front of him without even raising his head. The officer of San Bikoya was cut into pieces in an instant!
"Ah~! What kind of magic is this guy doing? Everyone, get away!" The people who were fighting gave up the fight because of the appearance of this person and hid far away.
Some magicians were so angry that they used powerful magic to cause waves of fire and hail to fall on them. But before the magic was cast, they were greeted by an invisible sharp blade that pierced the throat!
Seeing the magician beside him spurting out a column of blood several meters high, and his head being rushed up into the air and then falling to the ground, the rest of the people all changed their colors in shock: "This, this, this... what is going on? What's going on?"
The visitor was still walking slowly and unknowingly he had reached the center of the confrontation between the main battle formations of the two armies. In the battle formation, both sides of the army were forming phalanxes and were changing formations to fight. Various magic formations were forming support and suppression in the army. The man who appeared at this time attracted the attention of the generals on both sides. The leader of the Silver Guard Knights, the Dragon Soul Warlord Mutuo... the magic knight Artimite, the magic hunter swordsman Beamon, and others were all inexplicably surprised by this man's arrival.
"Is this person crazy? Aren't you looking for death when you come here?" The people in Moyue were all surprised, but seeing that he was walking from their side, they all shouted: "Hey , come back quickly, don’t go in the middle, it’s dangerous.”
But the people of St. Bikoya were indignant: "Damn guy, is this a provocation? Follow me to deal with this idiot!" A brigadier general, holding a sword, led a group of subordinates to surround and kill the people. "Only those who are truly stupid cannot see the difference in strength between each other." The visitor stopped, but his low voice could be heard by everyone who was surrounding him.
“Fart~!” the Brigadier shouted angrily: “Today I want you to understand how ignorant you are. Slash of Light: Shocking Light on a Moonlit Night!” Steel boots stepping on the sand Jumping into the air, the hand sword in his hand struck out a gorgeous and huge silver and white sword light.
The power of Moonlight Shocking Slash has always been praised by others. Even those who are stronger than the user do not dare to be careless when facing this move. However, the black-haired visitor stood there without moving at all, and layers of invisible sword intent followed his consciousness in all directions.
“Ah...”
The miserable cries of dozens of soldiers disappeared in the invisible sharp blade, and the endless sword intent caused the corpses of the deceased to be chopped up and messed up in the wind.
Brigadier General St. Picea is still in the air, but his heart is already cold. His Moonlight Shock Slash had already cut the glass into pieces in his sword intent, but he heard the black-haired man say coldly: "Jian, I've been insulted by you!"
The word 'Le' fell out, Brigadier General Saint Biko suddenly felt thousands of swords approaching him, sometimes attacking from the front, sometimes cutting from behind, and there were invisible sharp blades in all directions.
The black-haired man closed his eyes, calmly and indifferently. These countless sword blades were already three thousand cuts in the blink of an eye!
Brigadier General St. Bikoya fell to the ground, and there was no movement for a long time. Just when everyone was in shock, the Brigadier General's body spurted out countless blood flowers. After a few seconds, everyone died of blood and fell to the ground. In a pool of dirty blood.
During the whole process, the black-haired man didn't even move. Everyone was stunned! For these masters, killing dozens of people in an instant is not terrible. What is terrible is that they kill people of this strength in this way.
"Who is this guy?" Artimite looked thoughtful in his eyes. He searched all his memories and could not remember that there was such a person in the Demon Moon Army.
Artimite doesn’t remember, and the Demon Moon generals have no impression either. Charles narrowed his eyes: "This person is worth noting!"
As soon as the black-haired man arrived, everyone couldn't fight, because neither the saint nor the devil knew him or his purpose. . Caution is warranted until his intentions are clear.
However, Demon Moon did not take the lead in asking questions. Saint Bikoa would want to know more about this kind of question.
Originally, the two armies faced each other in a square formation, with shield guards in front, archers at the back, infantry with outer mages inside, and cavalry interspersed among them. Now that this person is here, he inexplicably 'walks' a path of blood. The injured people are soldiers from both the Holy and Demonic sides, so this actually makes the formations on both sides of the Holy and Demonic sides retreat a certain distance.
The black-haired visitor was Augustus Van Savando, who was invited by the Seventeenth Emperor. He stood between the two armies, and a military vacuum naturally appeared around him. Anyone who enters his range will be injured, and the provocateur will die! Without waiting for anyone to question, he already stated the purpose of his visit: "I declare that this war between saints and demons is over!"
His voice was not loud, but it made everyone within a few dozen kilometers Everyone could hear it clearly, and the gentle tone was a tone that could not be questioned.
"What? The war is over?"
Some people find it absurd, some find it inexplicable, and some even find it ridiculous. Several kilometers away in the sky, a sealed knight with the rank of lieutenant general laughed loudly in the air and shouted: "That guy, are you kidding me? Do you want the Holy Demon and the Holy Demon to cease the war just because the war is over? Really? Ridiculous!”
"Are you questioning it?" Savantou slowly looked towards the sky on the right.
The lieutenant general found it even more ridiculous: "Yes, I..."
After the third word in a sentence, the word 'I', he could no longer say what he wanted to say. . Only then did the soldiers surrounding him say that at some point a blood hole had appeared in the general's heart, and a line of blood on his forehead slid down the bridge of his nose.
People fell from the sky, everyone was silent and could not say a word. No one saw how he was killed, and no one saw when the person took action. The black-haired man seemed not to have even moved, but he didn't know when he had a sharp sword in his hand. .
While everyone was surprised, an officer from the Demon Moon suddenly shouted: "That's my sword, it's my sword." The officer from the Demon Moon touched the scabbard hanging on the buckle of his waist. , the sword in the scabbard was indeed gone.
The Ice Maniac's heart skipped a beat. Although his subordinate was the closest to the black-haired man, he was still more than a hundred meters away, and he was not far behind the officer. He didn't even notice when the black-haired man pulled the sword away. ! Even his men realized that their sword had been 'stolen' when they saw that the man was holding his own sword.
Safando picked up the dark sword and took a look at it, and said coldly: "It is your honor to be used by me. The sword I have used is not worthy of being used by others." He flicked the long sword. , straight into the heart of the earth.
Officer Demon Moon exclaimed: "My sword, that is my sword. Ah! My sword, my 'eye of darkness'..."
'The Eye of Darkness' Eye, the sword carefully made by famous craftsmen... disappeared from this world.
Safando faced the south and looked at the army of Saint Vicoia, but in fact no one was in his eyes: "Is anyone else questioning me?"
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No one spoke. Even the lieutenant general who was a sealed knight was killed by him with one sword. Who dared to question?
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(End of this chapter)