Chapter 274 (1/2)
Blood gushing!
Under the ”bright silver” gray blue sword, the girl was cut in two.
Still smiling, she fell peacefully into a pool of blood, and the skeleton sickle in her hand disintegrated bit by bit in mid air, quietly turning into dust.
The severed body twitched constantly, and the gushing plasma soaked the soles of the black haired wizard's boots.
Lauren, who still kept his sword posture, did not move and gasped. Endured the wound on her waist and stared at Ariel's gray face.
It's so easy... It's not even normal.
An evil god who has almost recovered all his strength cannot be defeated by such a simple way!
But the fact is in front of us. No matter what standard to describe her, she is dead, and she was killed by herself without warning.
Is that true?
The pool of blood under your feet gradually diffused around. I don't know when the deep dark red has covered most of the corridor.
The brazier in the hall was lit again!
As expected, Loren immediately looked at the girl's body. The cut bones were melting and swallowed by the surrounding plasma in the blink of an eye.
What is this
”Dear Loren, you don't know the content of other people's' Legends' as well as you think.”
Ariel's soft voice floated in the corridor Hall:
”The sacrifice is over... And the real blood ceremony has just begun --!”
In the shocked eyes of the black haired wizard, a figure suddenly climbed up in the pool of blood overflowing the corridor, struggled to get up, and held the rusted sword in his right hand.
Around him, in every corner of the corridor hall, new figures are still climbing out of the plasma, holding the rusted iron sword and approaching him step by step.
Those ferocious twisted but inexplicably familiar faces, these guys
All crazy themselves.
The surprised black haired wizard's mouth trembled slightly and inadvertently recalled.
The familiar black humor as like as two peas, is another Asher, just like a fellow's evil taste.
Waving rusty iron swords, such as the ”us” of the living dead are approaching step by step. The helpless dark haired wizard has been surrounded.
He knew when these enemies would attack, because ”they” were all themselves and would fight in the most stable and wild way.
So these crude ”living dead”
It can never be your opponent.
Loren frowned slightly - if Asriel could understand, Ariel had no reason not to guess this. It was impossible to defeat herself by a few flesh and blood puppets alone.
This is just a means for her to delay time. The real ”blood ceremony” is still behind.
The blood under his feet was still churning. The first ”living dead” to get up slowly raised his head, set up an iron sword with the most standard posture and approached cautiously.
Loren coldly put ”bright silver” back into the scabbard, looked at ”himself” with bare hands, and his eyes were full of provocation.
Come on!
The living dead didn't disappoint him - at the moment of confirming that the enemy was ”unarmed”, the rusty iron sword stabbed Lauren in the chest!
The black haired wizard's eyes flashed and his right hand suddenly raised while he dodged sideways.
The wrist of the sword was held in an instant, and the cold iron sword changed its direction at the moment of falling and stabbed into the abdominal cavity of the ”living dead”!
Also aware of the enemy's living dead around, he immediately rushed to the figure almost madly and launched an attack without reservation.
Stomping away the enemy's body, Loren pulled out his iron sword and immediately turned to parry!
”Dang -!!”
The rusted body of the sword broke, but it also got a gap. The broken sword of the right hand, together with the hilt, stabbed into the other party's throat!
He kicked the enemy's body and ran into the enemy behind him. The black haired wizard slipped away from the sneak attack behind him and took the long sword!
Cut your throat with a sword!
Clenching the long sword, Loren looked around, surrounded by a forest of iron swords like an iron ring.
There is no room to hide
No matter how fragile and vulnerable, but with the advantage of quantity, these ”us” can still push him to a dead end, leaving him no chance to move around.
The living and dead people gathered around coldly. They would never move before the black haired wizard started, and they didn't even have any intention of rushing up to fight.
They exist only to delay Ariel.