535 Borrowing One Second from Brightness (2/2)
Long Qing grunted. His burning face was pale, and his charred body began to emit smoke. The wounds that had been made by the iron arrow began to drip with blood again.
He withdrew his black sword, ignoring his flowing blood. He headed to the black horse carriage, because he discovered that if he wanted to kill Ning Que, he must first kill that little handmaiden.
Fortunately, for Long Qing and the fallen knights, the Haotian Divine Light before the ruined temple today was not as abundant as the one shed at the Yanming Lake.
It seemed to last a long time, but actually, it was only a brief moment before Sangsang's Haotian Divine Light disappeared, and the cold autumn rain ruled the world again.
She looked at the faint shadow on the grass under the carriage and lowered her head.
She was seriously ill and had been poisoned; she could no longer do anything today. She transported Haotian Divine Light from her body into Ning Que's, and that was all she could do.
She was pale and fainted, then fell into the horse carriage.
The big black umbrella left her hand and floated into the small pool near the carriage, swaying gently.
The sacred Haotian Divine Light was still bright, even though it only illuminated the world for a moment.
In the absolute light at that moment, Ning Que became a very shallow shadow, gliding on the grass at a high speed. His blade silently cut through those fallen knights who stood still like wooden idols.
Immediately afterwards, he did not hesitate to squeeze out his last bit of Psyche Power, and triggered all the Fu papers in his arms. They turned into countless walls of fire, wind and snow, and kept Long Qing out of the black horse carriage.
Sangsang had been together with the big black umbrella since childhood. Even in her sleep, she was not very willing to leave it, but now the big black umbrella had left her hand. This could only prove that Sangsang's situation was very critical.
Autumn rain fell again, and those fallen knights also fell to the ground.
Terrible wounds appeared either on their necks or chests and abdomens.
At the moment before the brightness left, the two commanders and five fallen knights were killed by Ning Que. The rest of them also suffered serious injuries and could not stand up for a moment.
The situation of the battle suddenly changed.
The only two people that could still stand now were Ning Que and Long Qing.
In successive bloody battles, Ning Que ran out of Psyche Power, and his Great Spirit was exhausted. The talismans were consumed and the arrows were spent. He truly had nothing. He managed to move to the black horse carriage and leaned against the wall. He lowered his head silently, and breathed wearily and heavily. Every time he breathed, it seemed to be very painful.
Zi Mo was sitting in the grass. His body was covered with blood and water. He looked at Ning Que who was leaning on the horse carriage. His eyes could not help but show a look of reverence. He could not understand why a person who was only at the peak of Seethrough Realm could resist the Priest and himself as well as so many powerful fighters till now. How did he manage to do that?
”Give it up.”
Zi Mo looked at him and said in trembling voice, ”Let your strong soul follow His highness, and create a new word. This will also make you a legend and be remembered for thousands of years, Mr. Thirteen.”
Ning Que leaned tiredly against the horse carriage, and did not answer him.
Long Qing looked up at the sky. Cold autumn rain fell into his eyes, and made them slightly wet.
His hands trembled slightly, as he knew that he had finally won the most important victory in his life.
”Now you can admit defeat.”
Long Qing calmly said when he stopped gazing at the sky and looked at Ning Que.
Ning Que was still holding the hilt of his podao, staring at the rain splashing in the small pool in front of him. He said tiredly, ”Teacher said that this is my story, and it can only be written by myself. Since it is me writing the story, you naturally cannot become the hero in it, so I don't understand why I would lose.”
Long Qing said, ”This world is very big. Everyone has his own story. You have it. I also have it. But unfortunately, today, this story is mine and I am the hero.”
Ning Que was silent, and he knew that Long Qing was right... He had exhausted his means, but he still couldn't change the situation. The most important thing was that Sangsang was unconscious.
Long Qing asked, ”Do you have any last words?”
Ning Que looked up at the chilly autumn rain, and suddenly shouted, ”Teacher! Eldest Brother! Sangsang and I are going to die! Come and save me!”
The expression on Long Qing's face was very funny. He suddenly felt that Ning Que was a very interesting person.
No one responded to Ning Que's cries, and the mountains were silent. Just as the Headmaster had repeated countless times, people in this world might be born with knowledge, but no one knew everything.
”I was just giving it a try. Do you mind?”
Ning Que looked at Long Qing and said with a smile.
Long Qing said, ”No.”
Ning Que threw away the podao in his hand, and looked at Long Qing. Suddenly, he said very seriously, ”I have some last words.”
Long Qing said, ”Speak.”
Ning Que looked at his eyes, and said, ”Let my little handmaiden survive.”
After a long silence, Long Qing said, ”I'm sorry, but I can't do that.”
”Why?”
”Because she will seek revenge for you.”
”Are you afraid of her?”
”No one dares to despise a future Great Divine Priest of Light.”
Long Qing looked at him with a smile and said, ”Besides, a future Great Divine Priest of Light will surely taste good and bring me unimaginable benefits, and may not be inferior to you.”
Ning Que slightly narrowed his eyes and said after a long while, ”I don't understand what you said.”
Long Qing patiently explained, ”From the Tomes of the Arcane, I learned a kind of magic that can assimilate the cultivators' Psyche Power, Divine Power, experience, consciousness and all cultivation for my own use. It is said that this magic was derived from the notorious Practice of Taotie from the Devil's Doctrine. But it is less bloody, and it does not need you to eat humans like a wild beast.”
The reason why the explanation was so clear was that he wanted to see the emotions of despair, anger, disgust, unwillingness, madness on Ning Que's face. Ning Que had brought him these emotions, so he always thought that if he could give them back to Ning Que, it would be a wonderful thing.