Chapter 1198 (1/2)
”Clang!”
The sharp point of the sword was on the floor, supporting the staggering figure; The sword tip slipped and the figure who had struggled for a long time fell to the ground again.
The grey pupil boy staring at this scene couldn't laugh at all.
How could
He remembered clearly that at the last moment of the explosion, his arm was charred, and the Dragon Knight's gun ran through the heart of phillanai.
She didn't resist, and her body had been eroded by the void to the limit. She watched the fiery red figure fly out by the air waves with her own eyes - I'm afraid she wouldn't be paralyzed if she changed her injury to that degree.
Even if she was not blown to pieces and burnt to coke by the explosion... The Dragon Knight's gun penetrating her heart was enough to completely destroy her body.
So why can she stand up?!
No, no, no... It should be why she still looks like she hasn't been hurt at all. She can't even see the wound, even the blood that should have spewed out of her chest.
De sallion, the blood of the Dragon King family... Is it such a terrible thing?!
Lying in a pool of blood, Lucian trembled, and his expression was hard to see.
The arm was burnt, the ribs were broken, half of the body was painful as if it was going to be paralyzed, and the headache was splitting to the extreme... All the pain suffered from being eroded by the force of emptiness broke out completely at this critical point.
It will not be long before the Royal Highness goes to work, and she will die completely. Ruthen couldn't help thinking.
But until then... Now, at least now... Until Isaac's plan is completed, he can't fall.
I promised Lord Loren and Ayn that they would protect Isaac; This is a promise, and the people of El mans do what they say.
Swear with blood, never betray!
Taking a deep breath of air-conditioning, Lucian trembled with pain, desperately grasped the Mithril short sword that fell aside, and stared at the figure who stumbled and walked towards him with the sword.
”Dang, Dang, dang...”
The sharp point of the sword supported the same figure on the verge of collapse, approached slowly but very firmly, and the fire red eyes did not move, staring at the figure of Lucian.
Mingming can't even stand still. Mingming's ankles have been broken by himself. You can hear the sound of broken bones and broken bone scraps tearing flesh and blood at every step. He still hobbles towards him.
The gray pupil boy with dignified expression gradually enlarges his pupils; The hand holding the sword hid under the trembling body and was ready to go.
”Monsters... Must be stopped...”
The long princess with red hair and trembling lips still muttered to herself:
”Void... Must be stopped...”
”Absolutely... Absolutely... They must be... Destroyed...”
”Never... Never let them hurt... More people...”
”Must be stopped...”
”They must be... Stopped...”
In front of the gate of the dead main hall, only the words of phillanai echoed among the bodies.
Five minutes, a quarter of an hour... He may even have spent his whole life, corroded by the void, and the dying Lucian's sense of time has been completely confused.
In his eyes, the Qianli figure who stumbled to kill herself walked a short distance longer than a century and the end of the world.
It was so long that he was ready to die with each other at the moment when the blade fell.
Silver gray eyes and fiery red pupils looked at each other, and the blood stained sword was raised above the head.
”Run away... You can't win...”
Huh?
Lucian, who thought he had heard something, was suddenly stunned.
”That... Brother Huang's plan... Holy Cross... Black cross... Can't win...”
At the moment when the big sword was raised, phillanai suddenly said.
Under the long fire red hair, it seemed as if the burning pupils were flashing a strange light, as if tens of thousands of demon tides and fleeing survivors who had died and had no place to die echoed in her vision.
”... run away.”
The grey pupil boy was stunned and even forgot the sword in his hand.
At that moment, the big sword fell.
”Dang -!!”
Exciting sparks bloom in the silver gray pupil.
Lucian, whose mind was blank, woke up after three seconds and stared at the tip of the sword less than an inch from his cheek.
The clotting blood drops fell on his face, like the touch of cold tentacles, making him cold all over.
”If you want to die, why come to such a place.”
The grey pupil boy stared at the figure who saved his life.
The solemn expression of the oath Knight stood beside him and the long princess, holding the long sword that almost ran through him and the sharp blade that he instinctively stabbed at the same time.
The blood on his cheek dripped from his palms.
”You, how are you... How can...”
Shocked Lucian, stammering speechless.
The pale oath Knight ignored him, threw two sharp blades aside with his bloody hands, and gently helped phillanai's body which was also on the verge of collapse.
The knight girl struggled, but soon stopped resisting. She seemed to feel a familiar breath and lay in the arms of the oath knight.
Slowly, the oath Knight placed the knight girl flat on the ground with unprecedented tenderness, with her head facing the direction of the Holy Cross cathedral. An Fang put a small Holy Cross Pendant in the palm of her abdomen.
”Absolutely... Absolutely... They must be... Destroyed...”
”Never... Never let them hurt... More people...”
Philrone, who lay down, was still talking to himself.
”Run away... You can't win...”
”It's over.”
The oath Knight interrupted her softly:
”Philrone de sallion, the blood of the Dragon King, the descendant of the Dragon Queen and the Lord of sakran, your mission is over.”
”Your road has reached the end;”
”Glory, serenity, leaving this sad world without regret... Is the reward you deserve.”
The solemn oath Knight raised the ”bright star” sword with one hand, and sacred and solemn pointed the silver white sword at the throat of fillonay.
The knight girl who was aware of something seemed to have finally recovered her reason at the last moment and closed her eyes peacefully.