Chapter 185 Contradictory Assassin

In the ultimate pain and confusion, Tyres feels.

He felt that he seemed to be collapsing.

The cracking inside the body is getting clearer and clearer.

Tyres couldn't even say anything. He just closed his eyes and felt the little slicked arm holding his head.

Her tears fell on his face, mixed with his nosebleeds, and infiltrated into the mouth opened by pain.

Slightly salty.

He really wants to open his mouth to comfort her.

But a wave of severe pain is constantly coming from his head, chest, heart, abdomen, thighs, etc.

Tyres trembled with pain, cold sweat, and soon lost consciousness.

The words of Eichda sounded in the ear:

[You don't want to use magic again - I don't want you to become a magician before you become a corpse. 】

There are also black sword words:

[Excessive use of the legendary anti-magic armed, will cause a huge load on the body ... there will be danger. 】

Magic can get out of control...

Legendary anti-magic armed...

Two things that are terrible are all taken up.

This time, he did not show signs of improvement.

There is no doctor like Ramon beside him.

It seems...

In the pain, Tyres thought quietly.

I did something wrong.

That's it, is it?

"Ah, ah-"

As the pain became more and more intense, his snoring grew slowly.

There was a cold sweat on his head, and he kept groaning, his consciousness became more and more blurred, and his limbs twitched unconsciously.

The tears of the little slippery drops more and more urgently.

It is getting darker in front of you.

He even started to tinnitus, and even his own screams could not be heard.

Until Taylors faintly heard the exclamation of the little slicker.

He felt awkwardly, someone picked him up.

In a few places on the chest, there was a powerful press.

The strange waves ooze into his skin.

A strange stimuli suddenly rose from his body!

The sin of the prison river!

Tyres suddenly woke up from the shackles.

The power of the end came to him all the way.

However, wherever the sin of the prison river went, the pain increased!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,"

How could this be?

But he suddenly realized that his tinnitus had disappeared.

He could hear his own roar.

then……

The horrible cracking sound of the chilling, slowly disappeared.

Every part of the body is slowly relieved after the terrible pain caused by the sin of the prison river.

Until he recovered his vision.

The pain completely disappeared.

Taylor gasped and shivered, looking at the stunned little slippery head.

He turned his head.

Look at another person who is kneeling on his side.

The man with a weird black sword, his body was scarred and his face was ugly.

"Do you still know how to heal?" Tyres couldn't help but gasp, asking the black sword in an almost deadly tone: "It's really... versatile."

The black sword snorted without a sense of humor.

"It's not healing," he patted Teres's shoulder vigorously, letting the latter cough: "It's just using the power of the end of the same origin to arouse your own vitality."

"This will quickly repair your body's damage at the expense of energy and strength - of course, it's best not to use it, I suspect it will break the life."

Tyres coughed, sat up with the help of a small slick, and wiped a cold sweat.

He felt like never before, that living a breath is such a happy thing.

"As I said, over-using the legendary anti-magic arm..." Black Sword tightened the linen bandage on his left arm and said: "You see the consequences."

Tyres caressed his chest and wiped his nose.

Maybe not just the legendary anti-magic arm.

He whispered in his heart.

"It's very likely that you will have your life," Black Sword paused, revealing a mournful look on his face: "The most painful way to die."

Tyres frowned and looked at the black sword: "Have you seen it?"

At that moment, Thales clearly felt that the temperature of the black sword body suddenly dropped, and the small slick even "ah".

His eyes have become terrible.

Tyres numbs and feels that he is asking questions that should not be asked.

However, the Black Sword was only silent for a few seconds and eventually did not answer.

"Okay," Tyres vomited his tongue and smiled and said, "Thank you."

The black sword still did not say a word, just staring at him coldly.

Just as the atmosphere became awkward, the Black Sword suddenly sighed.

"You're welcome," the man twitched his lips: "I don't work for free."

Taylors a glimpse.

Black Sword raised his hand with his eyes open: "And as a life saver - maybe a lot of life - the price..."

Thales rounded his eyes.

He looked at the black sword and reached out.

Stretched to his feet.

"I took this thing down."

Then, Black Sword took the plunge and regained the bleakness of the world.

With the incredible gaze of Tyres, the black sword inserted the head of the world into the waist.

He suddenly frowned slightly and his tone changed: "No, it was mine."

Black Sword sighed: "It seems that I am really unpaid."

Tyres looked ugly at the black sword and looked at the head of the world, he was hesitating.

This is the legendary anti-magic armed...

Moreover, in the face of Ahidah, if there is such a thing in hand...

However, the person in front of you is a black sword.

The legendary killer of the Brotherhood.

It may also be the year of blood...

In the end, Taylor couldn’t help but said: "That, in fact, this thing is only effective in my hands, it is useless to hold it..."

The small slick on one side nodded in conjunction with the location.

But the black sword suddenly looked up.

His cold eyes made Tyres stiff and his words linger.

"But," Tyres forced him to control his squat and retracted his words. He laughed and said: "After all, you saved my life..."

Black Sword looked at him quietly, with an intriguing smile on his eyes, which made Tyres feel uneasy.

"This is a legendary anti-magic armor that is not in the album." Black Sword opened.

Tyres has big eyes: So?

"Trust me," Black Sword took a breath and said faintly: "The danger of leaving it around you is far greater than the help it brings you."

Tyres frowned unwillingly.

"correct."

"About the sin of the prison," Black Sword shook his head and opened the subject: "After tonight, you better not use it anymore."

Hearing the name, Taylors was puzzled: "Why?"

"I said, this is the power of cursing, there is always a price," the black sword's expression slowly sinks: "And unlike other end forces, you can only improve by special methods. it."

Tyres’s heart: "What method?"

Black Sword stared at him silently, as if to look at his face.

In the end, the black sword is still open:

"Death." He faintly said.

Tyres widened his eyes: "What?"

The little slick on the side also looked up curiously.

"The embarrassing state between life and death will maximize your potential," Black Sword continued to explain, inexplicably cold in his eyes: "This is also the only chance to liberate and promote the sin of the prison river - light It is useless to rely on daily practice."

Tyres opened his mouth and was speechless.

death?

"It is called a crime of imprisonment for a reason," Black Sword extended a finger and poked Teres's chest. The words were dull, but it made people shudder: "Only those who have died will have Eligibility to use and control it."

"People like us have escaped in a mortal crisis and earned their lives from dying."

The doubts of Tyres are deeper.

"We should have left the world forever, but we have deceived the prisoners of the prison river again and again, avoiding the call for death in the millennium." The black sword is quite low and said: "So our existence is the sin of the prison river. It does not do its duty to take charge of the proof of death."

"This is the crime of the prison river."

Tyres trembled and seemed to think of something: "Prison River?"

"This is the story and legend of the imperial era, the prosperous church of the gods spread in the world," the little slick on one side spoke with great interest: "The prison river is the opposite of the sun, in charge of death."

The black sword frowned slightly.

The little slicker is rising, and the eyes are shining: "In contrast to the sun that hangs high in the sky and brings vitality to everything, the prison river flows continuously under the unfathomable ground, continually converges and devours the dead soul, scrubbing The filthy world balances the vitality and death of the world."

"It is said that there is a ferryman on the prison river, shaking a boat full of bells, and taking all the dead souls into the prison."

Tyres heard it one by one.

"Take the soul of death?"

Tyres turned his head and glanced around and sighed: "It seems that he will be very busy today."

"In any case, the second chapter of "Sacred Divinity" is written like this," said the little slippery relish:

"The above also records the original words when assigning duties to the Sun and the Prison River in the creation of the Gods: "It is a red day, and it is too high. When it shines, it starts all things, and it is the most holy in the world." Deep invisible, when swallowing death, ending everything, becoming the prison of the world. '..."

When she saw that she had to make a long story, the black sword broke out.

"So, don't immerse yourself in the kind of power that power brings to you," the man said slowly. "First of all, the sin of the prison river often provokes more than the power of the body."

"Secondly," Black Sword looked at him deeply: "We don't escape death every time."

With the black sword's gaze, Teres felt that his heart was slightly cold.

"What about you?" He couldn't help but ask: "How many times have you experienced 'death' before you have your current skills?"

The black sword narrowed his eyes and his expression moved slightly.

"Too much."

He is simple and short.

The black sword suddenly moved and he slowly stood up.

"The people of Longyan City are coming soon," the black sword tightened the two weapons on his body and slowly sighed: "It will soon be dawn, and it is over tonight."

"Little guy, we will have a period later."

The black sword turned around.

Taylor looked at his back and thought about the first encounter with this man tonight.

Whether it is the duel of the magical master on the cliff of the sky, or the decisive battle with the blood magician on the street, and even the sin of the "strong" and the prison river, it is impressed by Taylors.

His - the same kind.

This is the only one he has ever seen. There are no fears and taboos in the face of the magician, no horror and escape, and no one else except the infinite faith.

Even if he does not have the legendary anti-magic arm.

Even if he is just an ordinary human.

Even if he died many times, he was dying.

But he still rushed to the battlefield without hesitation.

It seems that there is nothing to beat him except himself.

Suddenly, an impulse made Taylors eager to know the answer to a question.

"You are not an assassin!"

As soon as the words were exported, Taylors clearly saw that the calm black sword was calming down and suddenly trembled!

"Right," the second prince asked, "Is it the **** year, the assassin who killed the king-storage in the Fuxing Palace, isn't you?"

However, after asking for the exit, Taylors had some regrets and he was still impulsive.

The little slicker squinted in surprise, looked at the black sword, and looked at Tells, covering his mouth with both hands.

The back of the black sword has been stiff for a long time.

Until he slowly turned around.

It is like an old tree growing in ruin.

"You heard the words of Ahidah, is it?" Black Sword showed his side face and whispered.

Tyres opened his mouth, but after weighing for a while, he nodded in a complex mood.

"Then how dare you ask for an exit," the black sword aggravated the tone and made people feel awkward. "If I was assassin who killed the king-storage... you are in danger now."

Tyres felt that the little slick around him shook a little.

"So, you are not an assassin, are you?" Taylors asked cautiously.

The black sword was silent for three seconds before it came out: "Why do you think so?"

Tyres swallowed a sip and mixed his breath.

"Everyone has rumored that you are a savage swordsman with no principles, and it is said to be the infamous Black Street Brotherhood leader." He carefully observed the expression of the Black Sword: "But I didn't see it."

"You seem to be cold, seemingly ruthless, seemingly utilitarian, seemingly unscrupulous."

The black sword did not move.

Tyres sighed and continued:

"But on the cliff of the sky, even if I use I to contain Ehida, I will not forget to save my life at the end."

"When he was chased, you let me go with Ramon and leave behind for us."

"When Eichda caught the little slicker and threatened me, you did not hesitate to stand up."

"When I was taken away by the tentacle, you saved me from the body."

"After you get the head of the world, you tell me that we have the responsibility to kill the destroyed people in the destroyed city, and bring it to the end of the magician."

"Even if you know, our actions to seal the magician are likely to come at the expense of your life."

"But you still go without hesitation."

"And, when I promised, you said in a tone of approval: You are not a comet."

Tilston took a moment and looked at the side face of the black sword.

Under the moonlight in the west, the man with two swords around his waist looked lonely and lost.

This gave Taylor a lot of confidence to say.

"Everything tells me that you are not like you show it, or everyone rumors," Taylors said with courage, "At least, for the people of this city, you should be a good person." ”

"I have seen similar people," said Tyres's words, his eyes flashing through a girl who wielded a pair of knives, dressed in tights and goggles: "She is also in herself in the most polluted environment. the rules."

"You like this," he took a deep breath and looked at the back of the black sword: "I will really be an assassin... assassinate the comet royal family..."

"The whole star kingdom was stirred up in the storm, and it was chaotic," said Teres, biting his teeth and decisively saying: "Is even the millions of people behind, into the quagmire of war, and the abyss of disaster?"

"or……"

"Do you have any hard work?"

The black sword did not speak.

The little slicker did not dare to take a sip.

Taylor looked at him quietly.

I don't know how long it took, the black sword took a deep breath and exhaled evenly.

He turned suddenly!

Terrified Tyles and the little slicker.

"You don't know me, little guy," Black Sword's expression was terrible at the moment, and his eyes were cold and chilling: "Don't blame my past."

"Do not think that you are in control of the overall situation -"

The next moment, the black sword with a sullen face, the right hand moves.

Taylor was shocked!

In an instant, he suddenly felt a cold throat.

The little slicker screamed out.

Tyres looked at him slyly: Black Sword held his right arm and was facing himself.

And the weird black sword was already in front of Taylor's neck.

The tip of the sword is only one inch away from the skin.

The sword wind only scratched the neck at this time.

"-How do you know, I won't turn my face right away?"

The black sword is indifferent, and the expression is like a glacier of a thousand years. It is heavy and cold, and it cannot be resolved.

Tyres was too scared to speak.

The chill from the sword wing made him tremble slightly.

"Listen, Tyres Comet," Black Sword held fiercely with a long sword, and the words were cold: "The Kingdom of Stars, the poor and sad Prince."

Tyres’ scalp was numb, and he regretted it.

"On the day of twelve years ago," the black sword tone was sullen, and the eyes were fierce. If you were a beast that chose people, you screamed: "It is me..."

"Hands the sword..."

"Stabbed to Midi's comet."

The man’s expression was cloudy and the tip of the sword turned slightly.

"Your old Prince Wang, you used to be."

"And I volunteered for it and never regretted it."

Tyres stared at the assassin's expression, and his mind was in chaos.

The next moment, the black sword instantly recovered the long sword.

He turned and disappeared in front of the two.

The little slippery legs were soft and stumbled over Tells's side, shaking while holding him tightly.

"It's okay, don't be afraid."

Tyres feels his throat in his heart.

"he has gone."

The black sword left, but left countless questions in his mind.

The identity of the black sword.

The behavior of the black sword.

The attitude of the black sword.

An assassin who used to dye the blood of a comet, a gangster who murders his eyes.

Thinking of the sinful Black Street Brotherhood, remembering the countless children who have died in the past four years, and thinking of Quaid, Rick and Morris, Taylors could not help but clench his fist.

Black sword.

Is he their leader?

But this man has another pair of faces that are incompatible with this identity.

In the case of knowing your identity.

He did not hesitate to save and protect himself.

In the face of the crisis in Longyan City, in the face of the horror of the magician, he did not hesitate to move forward.

How can there be such contradictory people in the world?

Thales looked at the back of the black sword.

At that moment, he suddenly felt that the back of this ordinary man was so lonely and so lonely.

Full of unspeakable mourning.

Tyres sighed and felt that his head was a little bigger.

He sat in the same place for a few minutes until he felt that he had recovered some physical strength before he stood up with the little slicker.

They are very worried, follow the still-good road, and walk toward the street.

Just at this time.

"boom!"

There was a huge shock from the underground!

Both the tales and the little slicker were knocked down.

Tyres was hard to stabilize his body shape, and he was too late to be surprised. He fell down with the little slicker.

"Boom!"

A huge blood red tentacle broke out on their side.

Then the second one, the third one...

A body is made up of red and red stumps. It is impossible to tell where it is the head. There is a huge monster at the end, which comes out from the ground!

It stretched out a dozen giant tentacles, one of which was a shot.

"boom!"

Hit a semi-collapsed house into a powder!

In the smoke and dust, Taylors looked at the front of his eyes and jumped, and there was no trace of the multi-headed snake: How could it be?

Giza...

Has it been sealed?

how is this possible?

(End of this chapter)