Chapter 291 Don’t Look Back
Guldan showed a cheerful smile after getting 2 gold coins from Nancy.
But after he left Eagle City, his smile immediately faded and he quickened his pace towards his home.
In early spring, after noon, the weather seems a bit cold.
Especially due to the locust plague, not long after the saplings and tree seeds were transplanted and sown, there was nothing blocking the ground. The cold wind brought with it sand and dust that could penetrate people's clothes.
Overcast clouds gradually gathered in the sky, and Gul'dan's mood became darker and heavier, and his steps became faster and faster. Although he was walking, he was much faster than ordinary people running.
When he returned home, the sky was as gloomy as night.
Guldan's current home is a common house built of stone and wood. It is not large in area. In addition to the kitchen with a stove, there is only one bedroom, living room, dining room and living room. Main house.
Grabbing the porcelain bowl, he scooped two bowls of water from the water tank next to him and swallowed them in large gulps. Gul'dan turned around and walked into the main room, going straight to the cabinet in the corner.
Take out a money bag from the gap between the cabinet and the wall and open it. There is 1 silver coin and 17 copper coins in it.
Gul'dan glanced twice to confirm that the number was correct. Gul'dan threw in the two newly acquired gold coins, stuffed the money bag into his arms, went to the bed again, opened the bed board, and took out the Hate of Hyperion. .
This enchanted weapon won from the tournament is about 4 feet long. The scabbard made of animal skin is carved with a vine-like pattern and decorated with fine blue gems. In the center of the scabbard, there is There are three finely polished level 3 magic crystals inlaid vertically.
Looking at the sharp sword, Gul'dan sighed and hung it on his waist.
This is the only thing he has left that belongs to "Gul'dan".
After doing all this, Gul'dan walked out, but as soon as he stepped through the door, he suddenly thought of something. He was stunned for a moment, slightly entangled, then rushed back, opened the cabinet, and put the He pulled out a pair of rotten leather boots from underneath.
Even though it is shabby, it can still be sold for one or two silver coins.
Putting his leather boots upside down into his belt, Gul'dan no longer held back, and headed westward under the cover of the gloomy sky.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, just like the sigh in Gul'dan's heart.
He originally thought that he could spend his life peacefully in Xuefeng Territory as a farmer.
But the goddess of fate refused to let him settle down.
The locust plague destroyed Anthony's prestige as governor, and at this time, the empire suffered another defeat on the frontal battlefield.
His Majesty the King even issued a call for "full support for this war".
Antony’s power comes from the king and he should have responded positively.
But the fact is that in the next three to five years, or even ten years, the Nordic province will not be able to recover. Even if Anthony tries his best, he will not be able to achieve anything.
Since he cannot provide help, Anthony must ensure that during the next term of office, nothing will happen that may displease His Majesty!
And Gul'dan's own existence represents this possibility.
So he must escape!
A flash of lightning suddenly illuminated the dark night.
Boom——
Deafening thunder swept across, and heavy raindrops were thrown, from dots to dense and continuous, as if someone had torn the bead curtain.
The cold raindrops hit his body, and Gul'dan's steps became bigger and bigger, with clear purpose.
Long before he decided to remain anonymous, he had planned his escape route more than once.
Go west from the Snow Maple Territory to the Mountain Territory, then cross the Gulag Mountains from the Frostwind Pass and enter the Molinier Province.
Continue diagonally southwest in Molinir until you reach the outskirts of the ancient forest and the "Dark Blue City-State" ruled by the Mages Guild, and rest for a while.
There, he can initially avoid the empire's tentacles, first become a mercenary, save some money, and then take a boat to the Papal State to completely eliminate the empire's tracking.
Just as he was thinking about it, there was suddenly a little noise amidst the noisy rain.
That was the sound of wind.
Gul'dan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly jumped into the air with his feet on the ground.
The next moment, a scarlet whirlwind blew past the ground, exactly where Gul'dan was standing.
Gul'dan fell to the ground, with a splash of water at his feet.
The scarlet whirlwind stopped and took shape, revealing a male figure.
Under the silver hair that looks like a withered old man, there is an elegant and handsome face, which can even be said to be pretty. The sharp teeth protruding from the lips add a dangerous temptation to him.
Whoosh.
The raised left hand shattered a rain curtain. The man put his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly: "The Blood Viscount, Wilhelm von Vladimir, has been specially ordered to harvest your head."
It rained heavily.
Gul'dan's pupils shrank, knowing that he had been exposed.
The flame armor ignited on his body, and his martial spirit emerged behind him.
The flames opened a circle, and wherever it passed, the rain evaporated instantly, and the white mist was like clouds.
A sudden sound broke through the air, Gul'dan's figure swayed away from the clouds, and his fist wrapped in green flames slammed into William's throat.
The corners of the vampire's mouth curled up with a hint of disdain, and his hands were blazing with blood as he firmly caught the blow with a bang.
"Explode attack, take it by surprise, don't fight a protracted battle with the vampires, it's smart."
Blood light and flames entangled, William's voice was full of confidence: "But you underestimate me too much."
"Today I will let you see the difference between the third-order ten stars and the third-order nine stars!"
The next moment, a pair of bat wings made of blood spread out behind William.
Gul'dan was slightly startled.
He has long heard that vampires are different from humans. There is no distinction between mages and knights. All extraordinary abilities come from blood energy. There is no martial spirit after the third level, but the "blood shadow of the true ancestor" is evoked.
The head, torso, hands, feet, and wings awaken one after another until they form the "phantom body of the true ancestor."
The awakening of the wings at the third level is proof of the inheritance of the upper-level blood clan!
After failing to hit the target, Gul'dan flew away. Fighting with the vampire was not a good idea.
However, William did not intend to let him go. He rushed up with his wings, and the blood energy adhered to his feet, transforming into the shape of a horse's hoof and stamping on Gul'dan's lower abdomen, kicking away the flame armor made of fighting spirit. The cracks were broken, the clothes were torn open, and a U-shaped scar was printed.
Still in the air, Gul'dan bowed like a shrimp.
Seizing up the victory, William pursued the attack, and moved his wings again. The next moment, he appeared in front of Gul'dan, his five fingers turned into claws, bringing out blood, and slashed towards Gul'dan's head.
A ball of fire suddenly rose up and hit William's palm. The severe burning pain made him scream in pain. He flapped his wings and flew over Gul'dan. Even if he used blood flames to extinguish the green inflammation, the pain that penetrated deep into his bone marrow was still there. It still left William with lingering fears.
He suddenly turned around and his eyes suddenly froze: "...Animal-like warfare!?"
"How rude!"
At this moment, Gul'dan was lying on the ground on all fours, and even the martial spirit behind him changed his appearance. From Gul'dan's own image, he turned into a vicious dog with fierce eyes and molten fire spitting from his mouth.
The process of the rise of the human race is a process of collision and learning from other races.
As the biggest enemy of the human race, the orcs are the best learning subjects for the human race, so this beast-like combat method was born.
However, as time went by, combat skills became the mainstream of human knights, and the animal-like combat method was gradually eliminated because it could not cooperate with the large army and the posture was too ugly.
But the family with a long history still retains the inheritance of this skill.
Gul'dan's face was as dark as water.
In the past, with his proud character, he would never allow himself to behave in such an ugly manner, so he never showed it in front of others.
But now, he just wants to survive.
Dignity, elegance, and nobility are worthy of talking about only if you can survive!
Strengthening his limbs on the ground, Gul'dan ran wildly towards William. His posture was no different from that of a hunting dog, except that he was faster and his momentum was as fierce as a tiger.
When William saw this, he pierced his chest with his finger, and blood seeped out and wrapped his fingertips. With a wave of his hand, a few drops of blood flew out.
The blood beads twisted and expanded in mid-air, and suddenly spread out and pierced the ground. Scarlet chains like hair grew and wrapped around Gul'dan's limbs.
Gul'dan suddenly jumped up with a thought in his heart, his steps flickering in mid-air, almost unpredictably.
But as the stinging pain of the U-shaped mark on his lower abdomen came, the chains wrapped around him one after another as if they were conscious, intercepting and wrapping around his limbs on the path he must pass, and then tightened suddenly, pulling him with a thud. Pressed firmly into the muddy water.
The chains tightened, causing tiny drops of blood to appear on the limbs.
There was a smile on William's lips as if he had a winning chance. He raised his finger slightly, and the blood condensed into a sharp sword and flew towards Gul'dan's head.
Bang——
A figure broke through the rain curtain, smashing the sword with burning steam.
The speed was so fast that even William couldn't fully react and could only turn slightly sideways.
There was a pop, followed by the sound of cracking bones. William's left arm and half of his body were torn to pieces, blood flowed, and green flames exploded along the wound.
William felt chills all over his body first, and then the searing heat and sharp pain that burned his soul.
He was frightened and angry, but he did not dare to act in vain, because the flames were too close to the heart, the real vital point of the vampires. He could only use all his blood energy to resist Gul'dan's flames.
But the doubts in his heart blurted out at this moment: "What on earth did you do?"
His magic is still taking effect. Why did Gul'dan suddenly appear in front of him?
Gul'dan threw away William's arm and slowly stood up straight. Only then did William realize that Gul'dan's body seemed to have shrunk several times.
As Gul'dan breathed gently, the things that were originally tied to the ground turned into streams of fire and rushed into Gul'dan's body, allowing his body to gradually return to normal.
The head of the martial spirit dog behind him was ferocious, and on the shoulders of the evil dog, there were two lumps of sarcoma-like bulges.
“Cerberus!?” William showed a hint of horror: “This is not a beast-like combat method, but a true secret of the dog race!”
Cerberus, legend The vicious dog guarding the portal to hell in the novel was bound by ninety-nine chains, but according to legend, it broke away from the chains three times and escaped from hell, causing harm to the world.
Gul'dan did not respond to William's words, but looked at him deeply, then took steps to continue escaping!
William also felt relieved.
He still has the ability to fight again and has his own trump card, but he is not willing to risk his life for such a thing. Losing an arm now is enough to explain to his superiors.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier.
Gul'dan's pocket was full of water, which was consuming his physical energy bit by bit.
Turning a corner and coming to a dead forest, Gul'dan suddenly stopped, took off his coat and threw it hard towards a dead tree nearby.
The darkness that was originally creeping quietly on the ground suddenly rose up like a poisonous snake and tore the clothes into pieces.
The next moment, a woman appeared from the side of the dead tree.
Even from the perspective of Gul'dan's countless women, this man is amazing.
The clothes are light and thin, soaked by the rain and clinging to the body, showing a crystal clear and full texture, which is actually more attractive than being naked.
The low V-shaped neckline vividly reflects the curvature, and the tiny water droplets on it flow into the gully, making people want to replace it with their own fingers.
"Margaret, wait here for Mr. Guldan." The woman spoke, her voice as crisp as a silver bell, and with a kind of time-honored charm: "It seems that William guy failed."
"Not only is he not good in bed, he is also lackluster in combat."< br>
At this point, Margaret chuckled: "However, this also proves Gul'dan's power."
"If you are willing to be my pet, you can avoid death. "
A trace of anger appeared in Gul'dan's eyes.
Without hesitation or hesitation, Gul'dan's martial spirit unfolded instantly. A bump on Cerberus's shoulder suddenly cracked, and a brand new head was born from the surge of magma.
Gul'dan stepped on his feet, clasped his hands together in front of his chest and then separated them. He combined them with the second canine head to make the shape of a canine tooth. A ball of cyan fire condensed in it, and then exploded!
The flames rushed towards Margaret like a pillar, but the witch was already prepared. She slammed the wooden stick in her hand, and black auras rose from the ground, scrambling to stop the pillar of fire. On the way.
However, in front of this pillar of fire, the black aura was like weeds, unable to stop it at all, and they were scattered one after another.
The firelight hit her face, and the rainwater on Margaret's body was evaporated, but she also completed the chanting of the mantra, and a solid wall made of three layers of bones rose from the ground.
Boom——
The first bone wall was pierced instantly, the second bone wall resisted for a moment and burst suddenly, and the third bone wall was able to stop it, but it had been baked red, and the cracks seemed to be dry. earth.
The next moment, the bone wall shattered, and Gul'dan's fist wrapped in green flames came to Margaret!
A trace of cold sweat broke out on Margaret's forehead. She did not expect that after the battle with William, Gul'dan would still have such abundant fighting spirit and such high fighting spirit.
No, maybe it was because of defeating William that Gul'dan became so brave!
The wind pressure brought by the fist tore open her clothes, revealing her body as white as milk. Margaret suddenly opened her mouth, and every inch of her skin flowed with rich black energy, turning into a flock of crows and pounced on Gul'dan.
At the same time, several black tentacles rolled up Margaret's waist and pulled her backwards.
The crow was burned into pieces of feathers, Gul'dan's figure appeared, and then he immediately continued the pursuit without stopping.
He knew that the opponent had already set up a field here, but he had to go deep, because facing a spell caster, only by getting close to her body could he have a chance of winning!
Margaret was surprised by Gul'dan's decisiveness. This was not the ambition a young man should have, but his movements were not chaotic at all.
Just as Gul'dan guessed, this woodland has been arranged by her in advance, and it can be said that it is completely her home field.
As she muttered words, black tentacles kept protruding from the soil and dead trees, pulling on her body, changing angles and directions at a flying speed.
The reason why the black tentacles on the ground are not allowed to entangle Gul'dan is because Margaret has recognized the secret method used by Gul'dan. The martial spirit form of Cerberus has three heads and three different battles. Skills.
In addition to the pillar of fire, there are also means to free yourself from the bondage.
From the current point of view, there is no need to pester Gul'dan. He chases tirelessly, but always takes a step slower!
Another spell was completed, and an illusory undead woman appeared in front of Margaret. Her fish-like pale eyes rolled upwards, she opened her toothless black lips, and let out a sudden scream.
The concussive sound wave swept across, shaking the rain all over the sky into mist. Gul'dan felt that his internal organs were shaking, his soul was being scattered, and blood was flowing down the corners of his eyes and lips.
The fighting spirit on his body shook for a while, and his martial spirit was on the verge of collapse.
But his eyes became more determined.
After several rounds of fighting, he already knew that this was a witch. If he could not kill her here, he would not be able to escape the tracking of this strange creature even if he went to the end of the world!
At this moment, a group of crows rushed towards him. Guldan was shaken by the howl of the banshee and had no time to mobilize his fighting spirit. He could only turn his body to avoid it, but he was still brushed by several crows.
What puzzled him was that this round of attacks did not hurt him.
“I like the look in your eyes.” The corner of Margaret’s eyes turned to Gul’dan’s waist, and Hyperion’s Hate bloomed with cold light in the rain.
A crow flew back to Margaret's shoulder, opened her mouth and spat out a ball of blood.
Swallowing this bit of blood into his mouth, Margaret's figure was pulled by black tentacles and disappeared among the dead trees, leaving only a voice that echoed: "But, you are destined to die here."
As a witch, she has many ways to kill her opponents, and Gul'dan's abundant vitality and tenacity are a fatal temptation for her.
But she didn't dare to risk getting close to Gul'dan because he still carried the Hate of Hyperion on his waist. Margaret had never seen that weapon unsheathed, and she didn't know what kind of weapon it was. Power.
So, to be on the safe side, she would rather destroy Gul'dan with a curse.
That drop of blood was wrapped and decomposed by the energy in her body, secretly locking Gul'dan's soul.
Margaret took out a dagger, exhaled a ball of black air from her mouth, and condensed into a two-inch-sized villain, with vaguely Gul'dan look on her face, but before she could pierce the dagger, Among them, it was suddenly blown away by a huge force. What set her off was a wave of pure blue fire, and one after another, rippling like ripples on the surface of a lake!
The dead trees were broken, burned into ashes all over the sky, and fell into black mud with scorching temperature in the rain.
A ferocious beast is coming on the fire, as big as a buffalo, with three flaming dog heads that are terrifying, and the circles of flames are surging from its feet.
Fooled!
Margaret felt a sense of regret in her heart.
This is Cerberus' third combat skill, Hell's Siege. It is powerful and has a wide range of influence, but it also requires a long time to accumulate power.
Gul'dan seemed to be pressing forward step by step, wanting to kill her with the hatred of Hyperion, but in fact he just wanted to push her back, leaving an opening for the siege of hell to brew.
"Why!? How on earth did you do that!?"
Margaret roared in disbelief because she couldn't figure out how Gul'dan determined his position , you must know that this piece of dry forest covers a hundred hectares!
The only response she received was silence.
In fact, with the speed of Cerberus' martial spirit, Gul'dan could completely approach Margaret.
The reason why he didn't do this was because he knew that the witch had more than one life. If he couldn't construct a decisive situation, approaching and injuring her rashly would only make her wary and make her more difficult to deal with. .
According to Gul'dan's judgment, even if this place is constructed as a home court, the range of the black tentacles must have its limit.
That's why Gul'dan chased the witch for a long time, even resisting a third-level magic, just to determine the limit.
I have been observing silently and finally delineated the general range.
There was certainly an element of gambling involved, but luckily, he got it right.
"Roar——"
The three-headed hellhound jumped into the air, pinned Margaret's limbs to the ground, and then gnawed on her throat.
It was obviously a fatal blow, but it did not leave any wounds. A straw man appeared on her shoulder and burned violently!
Margaret panicked like never before: "Leave me alive, I, I can let you go, I can swear, swear by my soul, as long as you can spare my life!"
But Gul'dan did not stop, and Cerberus spit out flames from three sharp mouths, shrouding Margaret in it.
The second straw man and the third straw man were burned one after another.
There is no fourth one.
Cerberus bit Margaret's throat on the left side of her head, which was Gul'dan's palm. Then the palm of his hand exerted force, flames spurted out, and the head was broken with a click, and then it was raised high Throw it into the air!
The stubborn head fell into the puddle, and the beautiful face was burned to coke.
The power of the black curse spread out from the witch's corpse.
Gul'dan stood up, and the shadow of Cerberus behind him almost collapsed and disappeared.
He coughed up a mouthful of blood, ignored the witch's body, and continued to run westward!
A few minutes later.
William's figure rushed into the dry forest. The wounds on his body had begun to close, but he could still see the vigorously beating heart inside.
The silent environment gave him an extremely bad premonition, and he couldn't help but shout loudly: "Margaret——!"
But the sound quickly dissipated in the rain.
Click.
Lightning pierced the night sky, illuminating the dark dry forest and the bodies buried in the black mud.
William's heart stopped for a few seconds.
He swallowed and walked carefully to the body. There was a trace of confusion in his eyes, and then there was severe pain.
He knelt on the ground and used his remaining right hand to peel off the mud from the corpse. The skin was still fair, but it had lost its vitality as a living being.
Although there was no head, William still recognized her identity.
Gently holding her in his arms, William's cheeks began to twitch, wanting to say something, but nothing came out.
William has been alone and asleep for hundreds of years. After waking up, only Margaret stayed with him for the longest time.
There was more than just physical harmony between him and Margaret.
They also enjoy a long life, allowing them to have endless topics to talk about, about the customs of various places, about history, about philosophy...
They once plotted and imagined their life after gaining freedom, It even began to explore whether witches and vampires could have offspring naturally.
But now, the person who was once so close has turned into a cold corpse.
"Drink..." Meaningless noises surged in William's throat, and then he looked up to the sky and let out a shrill roar: "Ah!!!!"
The sound was lost in the roar of thunder.
Under the same thunder, Gul'dan was still running away.
Ahead is Broken Wing Pass. After passing there, you will enter the boundary of the mountain territory.
The mountain pass was opened hundreds of years ago and is so narrow that only a carriage can pass.
Gul'dan slowed down.
Because he saw that the mountain pass had been blocked, and the man was wearing a suit of armor that shone with magic light, and his appearance was very familiar to him.
The man slowly stood up, condescendingly blocking Gul'dan's last escape route:
"You're still here."
Gul'dan took a deep breath He held the hilt of the sword at his waist. Although he did not introduce his identity, Gul'dan had already recognized him.
Eric Dyson, Raven's Sword.
Surprisingly, Gul'dan didn't feel angry, nor was he surprised.
After all, this is Raven's territory.
And even if Raven doesn't take action, other nobles will not let him go.
But he is not ready to surrender, and no one can stop him from pursuing survival.
The pure cyan flame fighting spirit was burning. This was the third time today that he showed his martial spirit. It was not in the form of a three-headed hell dog, but still his own appearance.
"I didn't expect you to get here." Eric took off the sword from his waist and held it in his hand: "I have to admit now that you are a respectable opponent."
As Raven's sword, Eric Rick never thinks about why the lord makes such a decision. He doesn't understand complex politics.
He only knew that he wanted to leave Gul'dan alive here.
It has nothing to do with right or wrong, only position.
“Last time at the Athletic Conference, we couldn’t decide the winner.”
Silver-colored steel fighting energy overflowed, and the martial spirit avatar was crocheted behind him. Eric raised his long sword and pointed it at Gul'dan.
“This time, it’s a matter of life and death!”
Almost at the same time, the two of them started to move.
Erik stepped on the ground with his feet, exploding a ball of rolling mud, and slashed Gul'dan's chest and abdomen with the silver-colored fighting spirit wrapped in the long sword in his hand!
And Gul'dan finally grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist.
Two consecutive battles had weakened his fighting spirit to the limit, and he could no longer use Cerberus' changes, but his fighting spirit and spirit had reached their peak at this moment!
锃——
On the scabbard, a magic crystal lit up.
The hatred of Hyperion is finally out of its sheath.
This enchanted long sword had an inexplicable sticky feeling when it was removed from the scabbard, as if the scabbard was filled with glue, and magic filaments were attached to it as the blade was pulled away from a spider web. Condensed into complex patterns.
The blade came out of its sheath and collided with Eric's sword.
The green flames burned the silver fighting spirit, and the aftermath of the collision caused a roaring explosion. Countless raindrops flew upside down and dispersed, creating a rainless vacuum.
The next moment, strong winds rose, churning up the mud on the ground and even uprooting dead trees.
Eric was surprised to see that the second-level enchanted long sword in his hand began to have cracks like broken crystals. Even though the steel fighting spirit was continuously poured into it, it was still irreversible and eventually exploded.
Gul'dan raised a trace of wild murderous intent at the corner of his mouth, and Hyperion's Hate took advantage of the situation to pursue him, cutting hard into Eric's chest!
"Go-" Eric shouted in pain, and the steel fighting spirit pulled the broken blade and pierced Gul'dan's body!
Guldan reluctantly raised his foot and kicked Eric in the abdomen. Eric raised his knee to respond, and then they both flew back.
Eric choked and coughed up a mouthful of dense blood. Although he was surprised by the sharpness of Hyperion's Hate, he did not hesitate in his movements. He curled his fingers into claws and squeezed hard, crushing the half of the long sword in his hand like clay. The ball melts into a liquid state and is thrown out.
A storm of steel swept across at this moment!
Gul'dan pursed his lips tightly, knowing that Eric had chosen the most correct way to fight. He had no armor on his body now, and once he was involved, his body would inevitably be destroyed.
But Gul'dan did not panic. He sheathed his sword and drew it again.
This time, the scabbard lit up with the light of two magic crystals.
The sword was unsheathed, and there was an extra inch of pure cyan flame light on the blade, which was as dazzling as if it had just been calcined in the fire.
Gul'dan raised it high and chopped it off on its head.
Like a substantial flaming sword, it rushed into the steel storm. A teeth-searing sound of intense friction was heard. The steel storm instantly turned into fire, burned out, and turned into a rain of iron all over the sky.
The fire blade continued unabated, crashing into Eric's arms, knocking him upside down, drawing an arc, and crashing to the other side of the mountain pass.
Eric stood up, and a smooth cut appeared on the breastplate that had just been repaired by fighting spirit. At the edge of the cut, the armor itself was about to melt, and a burning smell filled the air.
Hate of Hyperion is indeed a masterpiece. The first time it is unsheathed, it has the power of an ordinary third-level enchanted weapon; the second time it is unsheathed, it has the power of level three and four stars; if it is the third time, it has the power of an ordinary third-level enchanted weapon. Times...
With his throat throbbing, Eric swallowed a mouthful of saliva, ignoring the burning pain in his chest that was almost drying him out, and stopped thinking about these meaningless chores.
He is Raven's sword, the sword of the Griffith family. He has only one purpose here today, and that is to cut off Gul'dan's head!
And he was indeed prepared.
Steel fighting spirit filled the air, a buzzing sound sounded, and the two large wooden boxes originally placed next to them exploded, and pieces of decayed enchanted weapons rose into the air, forming a chain like ribbons. ring.
The deadly circle.
These weapons come from the collection of the Necromancer Impil. They have little effect when used elsewhere, but here, they are at the right time!
Gul'dan's right hand was already red and swollen, and the blood vessels could not withstand the impact of drawing the sword twice, and they shattered, leaving his arm bruised and bruised, and even more painful.
But he still held the sheathed sword tightly.
He knew that this would be the last difficulty he faced.
Eric's figure appeared at the mountain pass, and streamers whizzed down in the sky with the sound of metal collisions.
Gul'dan roared and grasped the hilt of the sword. On the scabbard, three magic crystals shone together and then shattered. The skin on his arm cracked and blood burst out.
But he still pulled out the sword. The light from the sword spine reflected his somewhat ferocious face, and then he slashed towards the sky!
The pure green flame turned into a giant net and flew away, covering Gul'dan.
The blazing dryness scorched and dried up the originally moist earth. The raindrops in the air were instantly evaporated, condensed and fell when exposed to cold, and then were ignited by the flame!
A handful of enchanted weapons were chopped down under Eric's control, but they were unable to break through the flaming sword network and turned into molten iron.
Eric's pupils contracted - Gul'dan's attack was already the limit that the third level could achieve!
At this moment, Eric clearly realized that if he could not break through the fire net, then Gul'dan's momentum would no longer be controllable.
He is not afraid of failure, but he cannot live up to Lord Raven's expectations.
The steel streamer was about to run out, Eric suddenly raised his shield, jumped high, and rushed towards the green fire net!
As soon as it came into contact, the flames enveloped Eric's body, burning the armor around him red. Eric couldn't help but let out a miserable howl as his skin and flesh were scorched.
But the fighting spirit did not collapse because of this contact.
A silver light flashed across the shield.
A trace of astonishment flashed in Gul'dan's eyes. He recognized that this was the first-level combat skill Mirror Shield, Eric's most proficient combat skill, but he never thought that this kind of defensive combat skill could actually Use it to attack!
The shield shattered, and the steel fighting spirit reflected from the mirror shield spurted out, exploding a hole in the already consumed fire network.
Eric stretched out his right hand, and a rusty spear fell into his hand, and then fell into the sky like a comet!
It was too late for Gul'dan to sheath the sword again, so he could only hold it out to meet him.
When——
The violent impact shook up a large area of land under Gul'dan's feet. The already rusty enchanted spear was broken into several pieces in the collision, and the hatred of Hyperion finally reached its limit, twisting into iron in a burst of heart-wrenching sounds. The strips flew out.
Gul'dan knelt on the ground with a bang, and there was a clear sound of bones breaking. He rolled back all the way with his remaining strength, pulling out a deep trench on the ground and knocking over two dead trees. Only then did he finally stop.
Eric stepped on the muddy water and approached step by step.
That was like a death knell ringing in Gul'dan's ears.
The fighting spirit is exhausted, both knees are destroyed, and I am defenseless.
Gul'dan knew that he was going to die...
Fear, regret, unwillingness, and all kinds of negative emotions exploded in his heart. Gul'dan opened his mouth wide and breathed the last air. He wanted to maintain the elegance of a noble. , but the spirit inevitably collapsed.
The fire net completely collapsed at this moment, and the flames fell on the ground and ignited the dead trees.
There are flames everywhere.
This scene reminded Gul'dan of the day when Fox Keep was destroyed.
At that time, he was riding the hippogryph, just trying to escape, but after that, this scene would often come back to him in his dreams.
It also gradually reminded him of the sounds that had been echoing in his ears, but he had never heard them, or deliberately not heard them.
Those were the last words that Montreal screamed out with his last strength.
Don’t look back.
"Don't look back...don't look back...don't look back...don't look back...don't look back...don't look back...don't look back..."
Gul'dan kept repeating these words, but his stiff neck began to twist uncontrollably, and he looked in the direction he came from.
That is the direction of Eagle City, the direction of Nancy, and also...
The direction of Fox Castle.
The sound of breaking through the air came, and Gul'dan suddenly felt that his body became very, very light.
His field of vision rotated and rose, but his eyes refused to stray even an inch, and his lips murmured:
"Don't look back..."
But, father, I can't do it
I can't do it!
……
(End of this chapter)