Chapter 641
The ashes drifted away under the burning black sun.
Brownhild's silhouette gradually dissipated, together with her smile and the Divine Weapon with her hands, it gradually blurred, dimmed, and transparent...completely disappeared without a trace.
The elegant and noble Knight finally stood upright and fell proudly as she expected.
Only the white wings are flying in the wind, the wind stops and falls, and the sky drifts away.
The black hair wizard who slowly raised his head stared at the flying wings in a trance, and subconsciously extended his right hand, and a white feather stopped in his palm.
The faint water vapor seems to be contaminated with midnight dew.
This time...is it finally over?
The black hair wizard looked towards all around blankly in the trance, the dream world also turned into a ruin under the power of Brunhild, disintegrating irreversibly.
He still lied to Farnesis... At least currently, Loren has no way to do as one pleases using the power of the Holy Grail of the nine-pointed star like Corona, and the dream world he has created is far away. Yuan can't be called invulnerable, indestructible and impregnable; it just took advantage of Farnesis' ignorance of the wizard's power and pitted him again.
Of course, it’s probably the last time without an accident; Farnesis is not a fool, simply because he was just a former bishop of the church and didn’t know anything about wizards...every time the two confronted each other, I wanted The price of frustrating him is increasing.
Although he is getting stronger, but... the black hair wizard couldn’t help being sighed, and his ignorance of "Black Cross" Serel made him unable to start, even Asriel and Ellie. Er is also very afraid of this Evil God, so that he doesn't dare to confront it head-on.
Shaking his head helplessly, the black hair wizard slightly startled, looking behind him as if he noticed something.
When he turned around, Knight was standing in front of him with blood-stained vows, his pale complexion had not yet fully recovered, and he was staring at him with complicated eyes.
"How do you feel?" With a slight shrug, the black hair wizard calmed down: "You look awake."
"Under the guidance of the Holy Cross, I have not completed my mission yet to return to heaven."
Vow Knight coldly snorted, staring at the black hair wizard in front of him with complicated eyes: "even more how compared to someone...I It doesn't seem to be the worst."
Shrugging again, Loren's face showed a bitter and embarrassing smile.
It's more than bad, it's horrible.
The dark circles are sunken deeply, the blue veins on the forehead and neck jump and jump, the whites of the eyes are bloodshot, the pupils are spread and cannot be fully focused, the right arm is completely twisted and hung on the shoulder, only the left is left The arms are not in good condition, the clothes on the body are tattered like garbage, and the wound on the chest can be clearly seen inside...
This is just a trauma, not even a trauma Calculate; under the effect of "dead at this moment", forced recovery is only a matter of blink of an eye... The real trouble is the huge consumption of energy and the burden of forcibly opening the "valve".
According to the "tragic experience" last time, I am afraid that I will be in a coma for at least a month or so, and then a period of weakness that lasts for up to six months-but at least there is no mortal danger, compared to other wizards. Thousands of times stronger.
Recalling the Corona Master who “terrorized” himself in Eboden one after another, there should be some jealous elements in it. After all, even if he has reached the limit of the wizard, he is still not as powerful as himself. Physical capital...in various senses.
Knight's vow without a word was expressionless, and involuntarily "snatched" his star from the black hair wizard; Loren, who was slightly painful, looked at him and then again That mottled long sword.
This is the Divine Weapon that even Evil God doesn’t dare to fight with. The number of the entire empire can be counted with two hands. Only now has this opportunity...
"You better not have this kind of thought, wizard."
The oath that perceives the black hair wizard's gaze Knight coldly snorted, calmly opened the mouth and said: "Don’t forget, this is Brandon the Sage’s sword, something shared by the Imperial Family and the church."
"Leaving it in your hands will only give You have brought endless troubles."
"Is there little trouble for me?" Loren couldn't help rolling the eyes, and Bianbianzui agreed with the other person's words.
As the oath Knight said, once the Vault of Heaven and the church knows that the "Star" is in his own hands, I am afraid that he will most likely force him to hand it over...
"even more How, don't you have a better prey?" Oath Knight looked at him with an intriguing irony in his eyes: "Dawn."
"Dawn?" Loren froze.
"The Lord of Byrne, the Mithril sword passed down by the Torino family from generation to generation." The oath Knight opened the mouth and said: "You seduce the female count, plotting the Scarlet Blood Castle count and the Duke of Byrne Isn’t it for that sword?"
"cough cough cough cough cough cough......!!!"
The black hair wizard with an embarrassed face coughed up blood and long With a big mouth, I don’t know what to say-hook, seduce? How can Knight say that kind of thing? ! And just and honorable like me...
"I have to go."
Oath that Knight suddenly spoke, slowly raised his head and glanced at the black sun above his head: "Farnesis is already Leaving, I have no reason to stay here."
Loren looked at Knight with a one-armed, embarrassed vow, and the expression on his face became a little silent.
No matter how many times the opponent wants to kill himself, no matter how contemptuously the wizard is, his piety is undeniable...Abandoning everything, even the name and title can be discarded, living only for faith Saints, it's hard for others not to feel a trace of admiration.
Not to mention that the other party has saved himself... more than once.
"Where are you going?"
After a long silence, Loren only came up with such a useful sentence.
"East, Farnesis should have gone to the East." Knight opened the mouth and said: "I won't let him escape this time... Just a battle, and now he should be very weak. "
Maybe... But Loren is not very optimistic about this, but he can't say it: "Specifically, I mean what is your goal? Boy Duchy? The Centaur Khan of the Green Sea Kingdom, or the kingdom of the mountains of the dwarves?"
"It is possible, but I will go to Boi first...If Farnesis is going to repeat the tragedy of the Scarlet Blood Castle again, the country of Hussar Scimitar warriors need to be warned."
Knight vows to ponder slightly: "As for dwarves and centaur...I am afraid they will not have much trust in the words of a human."
black hair wizard is slightly nodded, which can be regarded as an agreement.
In the human impression, dwarves are almost synonymous with "stubbornness"-watchful, grudges, glass hearts, red tape is unimaginable, and you don’t admit your mistakes...except when doing business is fairer, except Remember that xenophobia still values human relations, which should be one of their few advantages.
As for the centaur...this race is a big enemy of the empire today after the twelfth generation, so much so that Boy Duchy has to maintain 20,000 hussars on the border all the year round, among the ten Legions of the empire. Except for the four elites in Duanjieshan, two rotations and one guard Imperial Capital, the remaining three are stationed in East Sacrament, ready to rush to and garrison Poi Duchy.
Even the deep friendship between Byrne and Boye’s Duchy is based on the Knight King who led the Knight army to aid Boye in the Ancient Kingdom...The nobles of the two sides often married together, and the surnames of the two sides There is inheritance in both duchy.
However, it is rumored that the centaur has been deeply involved in the civil war for several years. The eight tribes fought each other to Murky heavens dark earth for the position of the Khan. They have not yet been able to decide the victory or defeat... I am afraid that the upper echelons of the empire have thoughts. It is hoped that they will continue this "significant large-scale event", and in the end they will fend for themselves like Stinking Insect, and no one will care about it, let alone lend a helping hand.
"Then...let’s say goodbye, wizard."
The oath Knight opened the mouth and said indifferently: "I hope you won’t forget your oath, and remember...Farnesis is more than just Someone, but a threat to the whole world."
Next moment, there is only the lonely back in Loren's sight, far away from him.
It wasn't until he really walked far that the smile on the black hair wizard's face gradually disappeared...He could clearly feel that his silhouette was completely dry.
In the next second, the black Loren Torino fell silently on the stone floor of the altar, and the exclamation of the gray-eyed boy and the little wizard echoed in his ears.