Chapter 274 (2/2)

Loren's pupils narrowed into a seam, his body bowed, and his long sword lay across his eyes.

The left hand with the ”caster” brushed gently, and the rusted sword body trembled and made a slight sound.

How could... Make you happy?!

Aware of the attack of the black haired wizard, the living dead immediately approached, but Loren did not retreat but entered, stepping on the splashing blood to meet him.

Long sword dance -!

In an instant, the moaning iron sword suddenly set off an invisible air wave, and the sound of metal fragmentation could only be heard where it touched.

Step, turn, swing, chop -!

”Come on! Ah --!!!”

In the roar, the black haired wizard was drowned by blood and broken corpses.

”Come again -!!!”

The roaring sound is as fierce as an irrational beast. Just like him, the iron sword in his hand is like a strong wind sweeping the territory. Only bright but deep red can be seen where he passes.

The surrounding ”Lorens” still rushed forward one after another. The gushing plasma, flying stumps and cracked broken swords could not make them feel the slightest fear. They raised their iron swords like a puppet and attacked the shadow of the dancing sword.

Then... Was torn to pieces.

”Boom --!!!”

The hurricane stopped suddenly, and the plasma flying in the air fell like a waterfall. The black haired wizard covered in blood was like wearing a bright red cloak, and his body kept the last move of waving a sword.

The iron sword in his hand has already been broken.

But the battle is far from over.

The broken corpses soaked in plasma gradually melted like the girl's bones, and the plasma under your feet seemed to have life and gradually gathered in one direction.

There are even those limbs, organs, bones and vertebrae that have not been completely melted... It seems that they have been summoned by a voice and drowned in the gathered plasma.

Fear, nausea, chaos, strangeness... He once felt the emotion in front of mazka, which made him deeply experience it again.

At this moment, Loren felt exactly that he was facing a terrible devil, a real evil god!

The gathered plasma gradually turned into human form... The girl wrapped in blood, or... Asriel, holding her skeleton sickle, stood in front of the black haired wizard again.

Throwing away the broken sword, Loren pulled out the ”bright silver” again and stared cautiously at his dark eyes.

Mazka's lesson told him that he could not be slack in the face of evil gods, otherwise the end would be miserable.

There is no doubt that the intelligent ”Asriel” must be more dangerous than mazka.

”Such a desperate and desperate struggle... It's really tenacious.”

Ariel stared at him quietly, with a complex and deep expression.

”Why struggle so hard and continue to suffer?”

”Because this is what I have been trying my best to do since the first day when the whole world opened its eyes.” taking a difficult step forward, Loren Turin bit his teeth and smiled:

”Alive.”

”Just for this?”

”Just for this!”

”I don't like this world. To be honest, I hate it here, because it's so out of place that I have to be careful at every step, so that I have to live trembling every day!”

”Then why insist?”

”Because... Only by sticking to it can I have a choice - hardship, pain and struggle. It doesn't matter. The important thing is that I made the choice myself. I'm willing to pay the price if I get what I want!”

Looking at the girl like a suing angel in front of her, Loren's expression was indifferent and somewhat contemptuous:

”You won't understand this, you won't understand this

You are too strong. ”

Ariel looked at him without any retort.

”You're right, Ariel really doesn't understand.” the girl shook her head: ”but one person may understand this, the other

Who also loves Loren. ”

Loren raised his eyebrows, and a bad feeling suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart.

The calm Ariel dodged slightly, and a small, familiar figure appeared behind her.

Loren's eyes widened!