Chapter 525
Yes - an illusion.
Wisdom told her that it is better not to ask casually.
Well, an Egyptian-style meal tastes really good.
"I said, since you're a locker, can you bring out some food," Cyd tugged at the scarf around his neck, "I remember you hid a bunch of snacks before? Hurry up and take it. Come out, don't think I didn't see you stealthily eating the sphinx just now."
【The ones from GMiss Dragon are collector's editions】
"To・I・take・out・come!”
【Ah! ! ! ! ! ]
In short, I managed to grab the snacks from the stingy dragon, and I also came with a bunch of carbonated drinks.
【Baby who is hard to add, wū wū wū wū. ]
"I said, you won't grow any interesting scales if you eat these things," Cyd rolled the eyes and put a pitiful bottle on the shadow.
【This is a collection! ]
"It's a strange interest, but thanks to your interest, I'm more energetic now," Cyd spread his hands, "Nice job, locker!"
【Hey! Miss Dragon I'm not going to be named like this! ]
"Ah it's so noisy but the sun is about to set," Cyd narrowed his eyes.
The smell coming from the wind is no longer the dry smell of pure desert, but something else, shattering, despair.
Appears to have reached the edge of the desert.
PS little heroes have to wait for Level 1, which is uncomfortable.
Chapter 3, there are many standards for heroes, which are engraved in Heroic Spirit The Heroic Spirit in the temple is not necessarily the hero that people yearn for.
The good of order does not necessarily save people, and the evil of chaos does not all regard human life as a must.
Because each of them has their own will.
Justice is only a choice for them, not that they are carried away by justice.
Cyd fell silent while watching the scene in front of him.
Assassin's servant voluntarily sacrificed his head to protect innocent refugees, while Knight's servant plucked the bowstring to kill the refugees when Assassin fell to the ground.
Ah I really can't stand it anymore.
Cyd grabbed the red-haired Knight's face and pressed it into the ground. The huge force caused the ground to sink, and the refugee who was blown by the strong wind stumbled and almost fell.
"Let's go," Cyd pulled the red-haired Knight out of the ground and threw him out like a rag, then turned his head to look at the dazed civilian.
"Thank you, thank you!" The rescued refugee was stunned for a moment, then moved towards Cyd and bent down, then lifted up Assassin, whose body had become transparent, and fled.
With a melodious sound, an invisible wind blade swept in the direction of the refugees, but one hand pinched the wind blade before hitting them.
"I swear to be kind to the weak," Cyd squeezed the wind blade and calmly watched the red-haired Knight who got up, the snow-white hair slowly fluttering in the wind, "What about your Knight code? "
"It's really sad, it's because of pity that I'll give them a quick treat." The red-haired Knight clenched the bow in his hand, his fingers gently resting on the bowstring, " But they have to suffer more because of your extra actions."
"You can choose not to save, but you have no power to take away," Cyd frowned, not sure if it was his Illusion, there is an extra layer on the Saint Graph of the Knight in front of him.
But still unhappy!
[Reforged Pandora] is transformed into a heavy bow in rays of light.
"Are you going to compete with me in archery?" The red-haired Knight raised his eyebrows, "My name is Tristan, even if you know my real name, you still have to open the bow in your hand. Is it?"
"xiu ――"
A golden arrow rubbed Tristan's face and shot into the distance.
"Boom—"
The strong wind blew Tristan's red hair, and a drop of cold sweat slid down his face. White smoke.
This is a flat A! ?
"Well, I'm Cyd, and I'm going to face you here now," Cyd drew his bow again, golden flames blooming at his fingertips, causing a nuclear explosion. The arrow hit the bow again.
"Cyd? Hope engraved in the legend? If it was before, I might take you to meet the king. If it is you, you are qualified to live in that pure white country, but now!" Tristan's fingers brushed the bowstring.
The melodious sound of the piano sounded, and the wind blade, which was enough to sever the rock, ripped open the air and shot towards Cyd's neck.
"You who disobey the king's orders cannot live!"
The black scarf wrapped around Cyd's neck raised a slap and slapped Tristan's slaying blow, while Cyd His fingers loosened, and golden's arrow shot straight at Tristan.
"Boom—"
Golden's flames completely wrapped Tristan's body, and Tristan flew out like a shooting star along with the billowing smoke.
"Then you should work a little harder," Cyd at a moderate pace moved towards Tristan who was getting up and walked towards Tristan, and kept moving towards Tristan sniping.
“Boom—”
After a series of explosions, Tristan lay motionless on the ground motionless and dead.
Cyd walked up to Tristan and kicked his calf, "You who have been able to ruthless attack the weak can probably pretend to sneak attack me without any burden, but at the moment you sneak attack me, Your head will explode so you can't tell your king that a powerful enemy is coming."
Tristan moved his fingers and the charred body began to heal.
"You are impossible to be the king's opponent."
"Can you open your eyes first."
"I'm open."
Cyd narrows his eyes.
Is it open?
But can't lie to him.
Forget it.
Cyd reaches out and picks Tristan up.