What can a knight who has lost his sword do? Heather has asked herself this question more than once. Especially when her sword might never be returned to her hand, the knight felt the greatest anxiety since her birth. This is not to say that Heather''s hand disease has caused her to be unable to hold the sword handle again. Her physical condition can be said to be at the peak of her life. It will be more than ten years before Heather can find her with the hidden injuries in the battle. Especially after the awakening of the power from the blood, Heather even began to doubt whether he would grow old like a normal person.
However, it is precisely this power that worries her. Just as the cheese asked her, the knight is no longer a complete human being. Everything has a price, and so does the power of blood. Not to mention that the use of this power is a whisper in his ears. The fact that he can no longer fight makes Heather feel confused and afraid.
Since childhood, knighthood has been her pursuit and dream. Knight''s code is like the most solid armor to protect Heather from the darkness of the world. It is natural for her to protect others with the sword in her hand and the fire burning in her chest. But now everything has changed. When the power can let the knight lay down her sword, her dream from childhood has been broken, just like the melted blade in her hand.
The most depraved thing in the world is not the threat, nor the temptation of foreign objects. When an honest ordinary person finds that one day his power is enough to ignore all common sense and law, maybe he will become a justice messenger in the beginning. But that will never be long. When he first uses this power to bring convenience to himself rather than others, and when he truly realizes that no one in the world can restrain himself, degeneration will be inevitable.
Of course, Heather is not so arrogant that she thinks that she can do anything with the power of the wet soul, but she knows that the challenges in her previous life are nothing to her now. In short, even if Heather walks into the Saron collar alone and faces a group of rat people, she can retreat completely. The female Knight seldom felt fear, but this time, she was afraid. The object of her fear was not other things, but herself.
So Heather was probably the only one of all to feel at ease when the great devil appeared from the king''s body. Because as long as there is such a strong opponent, she can also guard her own persistence, to ensure that she can stand in the perspective of a glorious knight to fight. Although she had no sword in her hand.
"For the king!" Heather yelled and rushed with Atticus to the two monsters. The proportion of blue in her eyes became larger and larger. It seemed that she was attracted by some kind of attraction. The rain outside the broken window began to pour madly into the hall of the throne.
"Die, monster!" Maybe I was inspired by the fighting spirit of the female knight. The action of the chief knight has not slowed down at all even though it has been consumed seriously! His skill became more and more proficient with the battle, as if, as if he had returned to his youth. Atticus held the iron rule in his hand, and he could feel his change, and he knew what it meant. According to legend, the God of war will give the old soldiers who can''t fight for the last time, so that they can recover their fighting power at their peak and enjoy the battle itself. After that, their bodies will quickly weaken and they will no longer be able to lift their weapons.
Atticus never thought that he would have such a day. In the eyes of the old knight, although the battles he had experienced in his life were rich and fierce, he never fought for his own weapons. Every time, the reason for the iron rule to come out is for justice or the dignity of the Kingdom, which is not the behavior of a dedicated soldier. However, since the God of war has pity on him, he is determined to make good use of the opportunity of the last war, so that his life does not leave any regrets.
"Howl The direct consequence of Heather''s and Atticus''s exertion was the addition of two wounds to Edo''s legs. The devil''s mouth spattered with flames, and uttered a lament like a curse. You know, now erdo has gone all out, in this state of injury, the wound is not so easy to heal. The devil is not the same as the wolf walker. The physical fitness of the former is higher than that of the latter. However, in terms of the recovery speed, the werewolf''s ability to resist the weather makes the cultivation period of the devil often calculated by 100 years become a joke. Seeing more and more wounds on his body, although the rewards given by the people who summoned erdo can be said to be rich, if we continue to fight like this, the large-scale business will soon become a blood loss. The devil is not the devil, they can not 100% of the implementation of the contract, in this unfavorable condition, erdo thought of running away.
"You! Do you know what you''re doing? I''m erdo! Lord of the 144th floor of the abyss! Damned mortals, you all die! " The fire broke out again from the devil''s body surface, but this time, neither the wolf nor the knight retreated. They all knew that they were at the end of their tether. If the devil in front of them could not be defeated this time, the result of this attack would be the same.
"After me!" Heather cried to the iron knight, perhaps because of the wind, her blonde hair floating behind her head, her hands folded in front of her chest. Although Atticus didn''t know about the knight''s plan, he believed his apprentice. Without saying a word, he retreated to Heather''s back. Then he saw a large amount of rain gathered in front of hammer rose like life, forming a barrier to block the devil''s flame.This barrier seems extremely fragile, but with the continuous addition of rain, even if the two behind the barrier have felt the temperature of the flame, the shield has not broken. As the flame faded, Heather''s chest heaved violently, but in addition, she and Atticus behind her were not injured at all.
However, it doesn''t mean that Jack is OK if they are not hurt. When the fire is dispersed, the devil''s big mouth full of tusks is biting the wolf''s neck. Erdo pressed his opponent against the wall, biting each other''s neck with his mouth, and hammered the wolf''s chest with his hands like a sandbag. As it attacks, the cracks in the wall behind Jack become more and more detailed.
"Boom Thunder, sound. Walls, broken. The devil loosened his mouth and watched his opponent fall like a ragged rag doll from a breach in the castle wall and into the rain. "Roar!" Erdo roared, he roared for his victory, he always defeated his opponent, whether in the abyss or here, he always won Is that right?
"Hey, you! Come and see this! " The voice of cheese sounded from behind the devil''s head. Erdo looked back and saw a man in grey robe floating in mid air. In cheese''s eyes, there was an indescribable brilliance. His robe flew with the wind, revealing his clenched right fist. There, some dark blue runes appeared on his whole arm like chains, and then these chains were broken by some more terrible force!
In erdo''s eyes, cheese''s right hand or arm was something a million times more terrible than the most powerful demon lord. It felt like gazing at the abyss itself. "No!" The devil knows his own destiny, but he is not willing, it does not want to die like this, it also Edo''s thoughts stopped when cheese''s right hand touched it. According to the description of heather and Atticus afterwards, the huge body of the devil under the master''s hand was like a sand sculpture in the wind, which in an instant turned into fly ash and dissipated in the rain.
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