"...After so many years of training, Wei Gesi, it can be considered that there are some results."
Hilliard exhaled heavily and said solemnly: "Even back then, I would have given you an 'excellent' for your swordsmanship."
Having said that, only he himself knows how bad the situation is now.
The Origin Plague Poison 'Ice Prison Tribulation Ashes' originates from the great labyrinth 'North Sea Ice Prison'. It is a virulent poison that can corrode all origin structures and multiply itself.
After research, some scholars believe that the "Tribulation Ash" is essentially an extremely small, out-of-control alchemical creation that can only devour and reproduce itself. It is not only difficult to preserve, but also cannot be copied. It is extremely rare. The only ones in the world are the Empire and Yan.
The portion that the Xinjiang countries jointly brought out from the ice prison was not a plague virus in the traditional sense.
However, because its effects are so harsh and overbearing, even fifth-level sublimators are not immune to it, so it is still called one of the most terrifying poisons.
Hilliard knew very well that all his organs were almost swallowed up and destroyed by the ashes of the Ice Hell. It was only by relying on His Majesty's last strength that he suppressed the spread of this poison.
Without the organ for converting the source of matter, he was no longer able to extract the source of matter from food normally. The calamity ashes were only imprisoned and not eliminated. He could only rely on the most primitive, ordinary-level digestive system to refine a small amount of the source of matter.
He couldn't even eat a lot of sublimated food because his body was so worn out that it no longer had the ability to digest those nutrients properly.
So much so that even aging cannot be stopped.
If the old knight hadn't still retained a large amount of source material left over from the past, he would have died of old age long ago.
Even so, use a little, a little less...it will be difficult to recover.
The more we fight, the weaker and older we become.
What's more, the enemy is still extremely skilled. If he hadn't been secretly suppressed in recent years, he might have been able to look forward to the fourth-level former apprentice, the Knight of Flooding Waves.
"You have never taught me swordsmanship...and now you are evaluating the merits of my swordsmanship?!"
Although he was praised by the mentor who had been pursuing him, Wiggs was angry instead: "It would be better to say, did all the members of the Patrol Knights really look down on you back then?"
"All the people you left behind, all the colleagues and disciples executed by the new emperor, those who still believed you would come back before they died...are you looking at it with this kind of eyes...with this kind of thinking!?"
Hilliard just remained silent. He was indeed speechless.
"Goo!"
At this moment, Wiggs took out tubes of medicine from his armor, poured it directly into his mouth, or even stuffed it into his throat. He crushed the tubes with his extremely tough esophagus and swallowed the glass together into his belly to absorb the effects of the medicine.
Hilliard's expression condensed, because he saw that among the potions taken by the other party, there were liquid source substances, advanced recovery potions, steel tranquilizers and other sublimation potions worth hundreds of thalers.
Not only did the other party come prepared, he was fighting him with the intention of dying!
boom!
Blood rushed into his eyes, and Wiggs opened his eyes angrily.
He has already seen that Hilliard, who is old and weak, and the source of essence in his body is constantly being consumed, does not have much strength left...
At most, there is only one blow left!
As long as he survives this blow, he can win!
Without any unnecessary words, after taking the potion, Wiggs stepped forward without a shout.
Almost dyed red with blood, the shattered white bone armor was once again replenished from the earth. The source of matter in his body exploded, invisible power poured into the sword in his hand, and then disappeared in an instant, bringing with it a whirlpool storm.
The enamel scorpion spider has the ability to control calcium and use its source material to shift its center of gravity in a short period of time. This allows it to sting the 'tail hammer' with lightning speed, using its whole body's strength and its own weight,
Blast the prey to pieces.
And Wei Gesi used it in his own swordsmanship. His sword was the tail hammer of the scorpion spider. Every swing was a 'sting' that was enough to shatter the chariot. If coupled with the precision of the Grand Knight,
Sword skills are enough to tear apart the sound barrier and atmosphere.
At this moment, the long sword in Liuyin Knight's hand caused the surrounding air to roar, with wind and thunder, and the aftermath of the blowing could blow the surrounding sand and dust like fire bullets.
Faced with such a blow, Hilliard had to take it seriously. He raised the black iron sword in his hand, and the light golden light lit up. The stirring sand and dust slapped on the illusory source material, but there was a sound of gold and iron collision.
sound.
A patrol knight's stunt was to blast his former mentor with all his strength, but the old knight just fought back with a long sword infused with essence. The weapons on both sides exploded with thunder during the collision, causing the invisible air around them to shake and shatter.
, the strong wind shook endlessly.
After catching Hilliard's heavy sword, Wiggs wanted to take advantage of the situation to counterattack, but he thought that the opponent was about to be exhausted. However, he was shocked to find that the old knight struck him with a heavier sword again, killing him again.
Force back.
"Stronger than I thought... You are worthy of being a mentor!"
Gritting his teeth and persisting, the black-haired knight felt incredible, but if it was Hilliard, it would be normal to have such strength. He also squeezed his own potential and the power of the potion, and continued to strike back with swift and fierce stabs.
However, there is another sword.
After one sword there is another sword.
After that, there is still a sword!
Wiggs stared in disbelief at the figure in front of him that was clearly on the verge of collapse, but towering like a mountain. It had only a trace of strength and a trace of life left in front of him, but it could continue to erupt with power far beyond his imagination and far beyond all his expectations.
!
No matter how Wagers changed his tactics and tried to break through Hilliard's defense, they all failed. The old knight's defense was as solid and thick as a mountain, and his offensive was as unstoppable as a landslide.
He was obviously just an old and fragile old man, but he stood straight in front of him and always stood tall.
But even so!
"That's it!"
Shouting almost fanatically, staring at the figure in front of him that seemed to overlap with the past, Wiggs kept charging with his sword: "That's it!"
But the old knight just waved his sword silently.
The storm raged, shaking the lake and forest.
During the fierce confrontation, Hilliard saw a flaw in Wiggers's center of gravity shift, and the black arc cut through the strong wind. The knight wanted to block with his sword, but the momentary change was not enough and the weapon in his hand was knocked away.
How could Wiggs not know that the situation was not good? He took a step back. The huge bone armor exploded on the spot, affecting the old knight's judgment like reactive armor. The whole person escaped from it and flipped back like a big cat dexterously.
go.
But at the moment when he retreated, he saw the arc of the black iron epee following closely behind him, locking him firmly from the beginning to the end.
Hilliard was obviously not affected by any blinding method, and stabbed him in the heart with a sword!
Wiggs tried his best to tighten his abdomen and turn around, exerting force on his waist and spine, he forcibly moved half a foot in mid-air.
But Hilliard thrust out his sword and still penetrated his shoulder blade.
The force of the edgeless epee shattered the scapula and shoulder bone of Wiggers' right arm as easily as breaking porcelain. Even part of the rib plate was shattered, and the flesh and blood turned into a pulpy structure like mud.
It was like being hit by a heavy hammer.
The black-haired knight was smashed away like garbage and rolled on the ground several times.
But at this moment when victory should have been declared, Hilliard also showed a look of astonishment.
He took two steps back, instead of pursuing him, he covered his abdomen.
Blood was flowing out, and there was a long bone knife there that looked like a hand bone.
"...Good decision."
The old knight stared at the long knife made of human bones inserted into his abdomen, and admired from the bottom of his heart: "I know that my right hand will definitely be severed, so I simply use the calcium in my right hand as a weapon, and I will crush your bones."
When the time comes, take advantage of the situation to inspire."
"Ahem... Let alone one hand. Even if I risk my life, in thousands of sword fights, I will only get one chance to counterattack."
Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Wiggs struggled to stand up from the ground. His eyes were firmly locked on Hilliard. There was no emotion in his eyes that were soaked red with his own blood.
The deepest determination.
Joy? Awe? Respect? Anger? Hatred? Questioning?
All complicated thoughts were abandoned, he now wanted to win.
The mentor has been injured, can he still attack? No matter what, he needs to be cautious... The knight cheers up and digests the medicine in his belly. As long as he can persist, he will be the victor.
Of course, it is also possible that he died...but so what?
Can die in...
Just when Wiggs was steeling himself and preparing for the final showdown, he was shocked to see Hilliard simply break off the bone knife inserted into his abdomen, leaving only a blade inserted in the wound to prevent heavy bleeding.
Then he turned around and left without any regrets.
"tutor!?"
Watching the other party's retreating figure, Wiggs was inexplicably shocked, but soon this shock turned into extreme anger: "It's like this again! It's like this! I just left like this without saying anything. Even if I die, I don't want to tell you."
My truth!"
"What exactly do you want to do? Am I not worthy? Am I not even qualified to die in your hands?!"
As if the confusion he felt when he was in the palace decades ago merged with the present, Wiggs stepped forward furiously, but the change of center of gravity caused by a broken hand and serious lung injury caused his body to slant, and he could only watch helplessly.