Chapter 420
Glacier wasteland, blood remains at this Gu.
"Clang Cang——!"
The sharp stabbing sword fell aside, the night watchman full of a mouthful of blood was one-knee kneels, and the right hand sunk deep Supporting his body in the snow, his gradually blurred vision struggled to look towards the silhouette in front of him.
Damn...
Struggling hard, Edward, who has always been indifferent, has only panic in his eyes at this moment, and the hideous "smile" of the man in front of him.
The swaying pace, the pale and thin appearance of unable to withstand a single blow, the breath it exudes is so trembling!
Farnesis lifts the head, with a twitching expression looking towards the desperate night watchman with a grinning look, and a deep and deep neighing constantly emanating from his throat.
"Are you... scared?" The vain steps didn't even leave deep footprints on the snow, but each step seemed like a sharp sword, piercing Edward's chest.
"I can find my breath under the attack of tens of thousands of carrion demons...deserving of the notorious night watchman, the loyal running dog of the Desalion family...I think it is necessary to praise you !"
The lungs seemed to be pierced, the right arm was bruised, and there seemed to be two wounds on the back... It was terrible.
Edward, who fell in the snow, pressed against his chest that was pierced tightly. The trembling of his body made him unable to even stand firm. He could only watch the enemy walking towards him.
Although Loren once reminded Farnesis that Farnesis is likely to be alive, but...
"As the bishop of Holy Cross Church, he will also become a running dog of Evil God." Edward coldly snorted: "You are really a pious servant of God."
"What about you, wild dog?"
Farnesis, who paused, gave him a disapproving glance , Very disdain: "You so-called'night watchers' are not also coveting the power of the void... It's just that you can only control very weak power."
"No need to struggle, Don’t have to suffer...I’m here to grant you a death."
The fallen Edward shuddered, calculating the distance between himself and Farnesis. If his current physical condition is a sneak attack, the chance is only once.
"Have you thought about your last words?"
Walking slowly, Farnesis' palms once again condensed like a substantial black mist, turning into a sharp long sword in the palm; hoarse His voice is like a call from hell.
"Have you prayed to the Holy Cross?"
The trembling Edward was slightly nodded, like a dying prayer; the right hand trapped in the snow has been slightly lifted, all with Keep your knees and legs in balance.
"Don't answer me?" Farnesis narrowed his eyes slightly, his tight right hand squeezed suddenly, and the black mist that turned into a sharp blade suddenly swung down:
"Then...just... Go and die!"
At the moment when the black mist smashed, the violent night watchman regained the stabbing sword; the point of the sword was aimed at Farnesis' silhouette at the moment of dodge.
next moment, the forged sword body of steel essence suddenly rattles, and the invisible air current condenses into a bunch and pierces from the tip of the sword!
"The Force Impact"——!
In the snow, Farnesis' chest suddenly exploded; Edward immediately seized the opportunity and rushed towards the opponent like a shadow.
At that moment, the two silhouettes crossed by.
"pu ——!"
Scorching blood poured out from Edward's mouth, his weak arms hung to his sides, and his knees fell into the heavy snow.
"This is a gift for you-back wearing a heart, remember? You used the same trick when you were in Eboden, let me miss the Holy Grail of the nine-pointed star!"
"I have not forgotten my heart, my throat, and my brain."
The cold words came, and the shadow of Farnesis fell on Edward, looking down. The night watchman in the snow struggled and convulsed:
"You have to thank me for avoiding the critical point and not directly giving you a death."
Edward, who vomits blood, except for convulsions. , Couldn't fight back at all, and could only stare at the opponent with those still indifferent eyes.
"Because I will ravage and kill you as much as I want!"
Farnesis's expression in madness was distorted to the extreme, and his excited smile became horrible and weird, countless black The mist has completely wrapped the broken body of the night watchman.
Edward, who was impossible to move even a little bit, had already guessed his upcoming "end", and sighed with despair.
So this is the taste of death?
Sure enough, I'm still afraid of death.
The black mist gradually wrapped around his broken body, it felt like a bitter cold...not the coldness of the body, but another level...passed from consciousness The coming is chilly.
At this moment...
"Clang——!"
The dying night watchman heard the sound of swords colliding, gradually blurred his vision Only saw Farnesis' face changed, and suddenly turned around.
In the next second, the black mist entangled on the body suddenly disappeared, without even the slightest sign, the silhouette of Farnesis has disappeared without a trace.
"Wait, wait a minute..."
The voice was interrupted, and the black-eyed night watchman passed out completely.
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Dizziness, cold, hunger and thirst, numbness, pain... in a coma Edward's can't describe how uncomfortable he is now, only to be sure that he is indeed still alive.
Because the dead don’t feel hungry.
He suddenly remembered the days when he was discussing life in the gutters of Eboden; he picked up a fleshy bone that fell in the sewage ditch behind the tavern, and it was discovered by several other people in the gang.
I was so hungry that I rose up to resist, and naturally I didn’t need to say... I was almost the way I was when I fell into the stinking ditch.
That was the first time he came into contact with this "truth"-only by not doing unnecessary stupid things can you live long.
Trying to open his eyes, the night watchman was suddenly stunned.
In front of him, there is a fleshy bone.
I don’t know what kind of animal it is, but it seems that the roaster doesn’t know how to cook. The surface of the whole fleshy bone is burnt black; the strong smell constantly penetrates into his nose and makes his stomach. There were convulsions.
"Let’s eat something, you must be hungry."
Just for a moment, without the slightest hesitation Edward immediately picked up and gnawed desperately—less than one short. Minute, the whole charred meat bones are only bones.
It wasn't until then that he realized that he was in a cave. The campfire in front of him still had half of the meat that hadn't been cooked, and there was a blizzard still roaring outside.
As the line of sight gradually focused, the night watchman who lifts the head dullly looked towards the person in front of him.
It was a stern face, almost nothing on the whole body was intact, and a mottled long sword hung on the empty left arm.
"The ice werewolf I met on the way here, it took some effort to kill it...Although the meat is not tasty, at least it can keep you warm."
The man was muttering and fiddling with the barbecue on the bonfire; only then did Edward realize that he was lying on the fur of an ice-worgen.
"Are you surprised, night watchman?" Lifts the head, and the expressionless guard Knight looked at him: "We meet again."
Silence...death silence .
Edward, who said nothing, was stunned for a while, and it took nearly five minutes to wake up:
"Why, how could it be you?!"
Isn't he Knight, Farnesis' escort, why would he save himself? !
What happened? !
I saw that his astonished guard Knight was also silent, with a gloomy expression:
"I don't know either."
"The only thing I know is... Lord Farnesis is no longer what he used to be; now he has lost the faith he once had and has become a vicious dog chasing ambitions. He can by fair means or foul for his purpose!"
Heavy sighed, Guard Knight's expression became more and more lonely:
"When you have a rest, hurry up. This is not too far from your camp. You can walk to the place within a quarter of an hour-you will be safe when you return to the camp. Now, Lord Farnesis dare not just and honorable to appear."
"But! I have to remember what you saw...I know your duty as a night watchman. You must remind Eckhardt II. His Majesty the World and the Archbishop of Holy Cross Church let them know how dangerous Farnesis is today!"
After a pause, Edward of complexion pale is still nodded.
"What about you?"
"Me?"
The expressionless guard Knight stood up and looked towards the blizzard that was still roaring outside:
"I have my mission!"