Box looked at the black and white front, spreading through the forest like a tide, slowly covering it in this direction.
"Box," Tian Lan ran out of the forest and said loudly: "There are more and more of them, we have to find a way, otherwise those people will take all the refugees back. They are still killing people, it's too
Damn it...!"
But the young man looked in that direction as if he hadn't heard anything.
Dai Er wiped her dirty little face and was biting her lower lip and looking at him.
"Mr. Aidanlian," the little girl's sister, the blind girl, was standing aside helplessly, "... I'm sorry, I know this is too much... but... can you please help everyone again, please help
Miss Saya...Yes, I'm sorry...but Daiel and I really have no choice..."
Box glanced at them.
He lowered his head silently and glanced at the dark sword at his waist again. He held the sword with his hand, and a special feeling appeared on the sword.
It was as if there was a voice calling me.
The bloody smell in the air seemed to activate some kind of power on the sword. That kind of power pointed directly at people's hearts and seemed to penetrate his inner thoughts.
Box pressed his sword, raised his head, and looked ahead silently.
It's not for anyone, but he has never been so urgent in his heart to change something. The camp that is sinking into the sea of fire seems to be a reflection of his inner desire.
He couldn't just watch these people die in front of him.
you need strength
A voice said.
Yes, he needs strength.
…
"Miss Saya, Miss Saya? Let's take you out of this place first..."
Saya struggled hard and broke away from the two people's hands. She stood up unsteadily, turned around, and looked at the two people with dark eyes. There seemed to be a trace of emotion in her silent eyes.
She spoke with indescribable majesty, "Go and save people," and her first words sounded so hoarse that they almost didn't sound like her own. Facing the two people who were still stunned, she raised her voice and repeated it again.
: "Go and save people."
"But you..."
Chill filled the forest, and the air turned into rime under the low temperature, fluttering down. Saya breathed out white breath, and her tone was extremely calm: "Gather everyone together and go to the forest." She silently took it from behind her.
He was holding a long bow, and due to excessive force, the blue veins on the back of his hand were exposed one by one.
The two of them were stunned for a moment. "Go," Saya's voice suddenly became stern, "Aren't you going to obey my orders?"
The two of them woke up from a dream, each pulled out their swords and rushed towards the camp. But Saya grabbed one of them with her right hand and said, "Sisters Daiel... those two girls are incapable of protecting themselves, you go
Find them, protect them both, and take them away from this place..." The man nodded in panic and stumbled away.
Only Saya was left alone. She suddenly remembered that Xiao Kong was still in the camp. She couldn't help but gritted her teeth slightly, then swayed and supported the tree trunks, walking in that direction with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
go.
Mercenaries and knights were rushing into the camp, and the sound of fighting resounded through the forest. The metal shields of the knights reflected the light of the fire, and their indifferent eyes looked at the refugees who were fleeing in all directions. The mercenaries swarmed up and chased those who had no idea.
Those who were unable to resist were pinned to the ground. "If there is any resistance, kill them on the spot." The cold voice seemed to be pronounced with justice.
When the refugee struggled a little, the mercenaries pressed their knees on his back, raised their daggers high, and stabbed him hard. The blades cut the skin, causing warm blood to spurt out and soak the hair on his neck.
, dazzling red stained in the snow.
No one cares, anyway, the dying will be resurrected in the temple, where they still have their hands. As for those who have lost their starlight, they are looking at the disappearing temperature and life with their eyes that are gradually cold and solidified.
But so what, people who call themselves judges don't care.
The mercenaries picked up the swords covered in blood and slowly stood up from the cold corpse. Suddenly he felt the air became strangely quiet. He turned around and saw a beautiful woman with black hair and a pale face.
Like a witch in the forest, she walked out from behind a bush. Saya stopped silently, holding a long bow in her hand and looking in this direction.
The mercenary reacted, drew his sword and faced her, while exchanging glances with his companions, as if he could sense the woman's weakness. There was only a hint of silence in Saya's dark eyes, and she slowly raised her long bow and took aim.
these people.
The mercenaries let out a low whistle and rushed over together.
Saya let go of the bowstring, and the arrow flew into the crowd like a black shadow. A man fell down in response.
She turned slightly to the side, raised her right hand, and drew an arrow from her back. Then she faced another direction, opened the bow and nocked the arrow, loosened the bowstring, and then a running person rolled and fell, splashing a cloud of snow foam.
She opened her bow from left to right, and the mercenaries fell one after another, but finally someone rushed over, raised his sword, and stabbed her. Saya shook a bit, but still blocked the sword with his bow, and the iron sword reflected the cold light.
Passing by her, she raised her head at this moment, and a pair of dark and cold eyes fell on the other person's eyes, which actually made the other person startled slightly.
A blood-stained dagger appeared in Saya's hand at some point, and a cold light flashed through. The mercenary covered his throat and fell down with a gurgling sound. Warm blood spurted out from between his fingers.
.Saya grabbed the man, turned him around and blocked him in front.
Two piercing swords penetrated the mercenary's body. Saya pushed it forward hard, and the body hit the two of them. She then threw the dagger backhand, and the dagger was inserted into the throat of one of them until it disappeared into the hilt.
The man fell on his back. Taking advantage of the castration of the corpse, Saya pulled out a pair of scimitars from his waist and brought out a beam of snow light, leaving the man's head flying high into the sky.
She turned around again, and the scimitars of her left and right hands came out at the same time, hitting one person one after the other. They both fell down, and the handle of the knife stuck on the chest was shaking. Saya rolled on the spot in the snow and pulled away.
distance, raised the longbow again, and shot down one person with one arrow.
And when she aimed her bow at another person, that person finally became frightened, with a look of fear in his eyes, and turned around to run away. But Saya narrowed her eyes slightly, was silent for a moment, then resolutely loosened the bow string, and took the arrow with her.
The screaming sound caught up with the fleeing man from behind. The latter threw forward without saying a word and fell into the snow.
Suddenly there was a sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air behind her. Without thinking, Saya blocked the bow behind her. Unexpectedly, a wave of dizziness hit her. Her hand softened, and the huge force came along the bow and hit her.
He actually threw her away in one fell swoop.
She rolled around in the snow several times before getting up in a daze. The system sent out a series of piercing screams, reminding her that her physical strength had dropped to a dangerous level. Saya glanced at the character panel, each
All attributes have been greatly reduced.
She raised her head and saw a knight in black and white uniforms holding a long sword, standing not far from her. The other man's indifferent eyes looked into the distance before returning to her, and issued a message from under his helmet.
A roaring voice:
"He has given up resistance, you should not kill him."
Saya looked at the corpses in the snow with some sadness, and gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, "Aren't they unarmed?"
The knight shook his head and said righteously: "They are sinners."
"You are the sinners."
Saya gritted her teeth, looked at the other person, and made such a sound word by word. She raised her bow, aimed at the knight, and shot an arrow, but the knight swung away the arrow with a casual sword. The arrow flew out,
Falling far away in the snow.
Saya watched this scene silently. There were several knights behind the knight. Even when she was in her prime, it would take a lot of effort to deal with these knights, let alone now. She felt a little cold in her heart, but she still held on tightly.
Bow, supporting the ground with one hand, stood up unsteadily.
"Stubborn."
The knight looked at her, shook his head, and put away his sword. He had no intention of coming up to deal with a person who had lost the ability to resist. The mercenaries behind him had already swarmed up and tried to push Saya down to the snow, but Saya saw that
Looking at the man who walked out from behind the mercenaries, his eyes showed anger for the first time:
"Grid, why did you betray everyone?"
The man who had expressed his loyalty to Morfein Gray Flame not long ago took a step back with a guilty conscience, but he immediately regained his courage and looked at Saya with a look of resentment in his eyes, as if he was the victim.
One side is the same.
He said angrily: "It's not because of you. Our original intention of establishing this camp was just to find a way to survive. And look what good things you have done? You went to the town to save people and thought you were successful.
We are complacent about this, but are adults easy to mess with? You Holy Chosen Ones don’t understand anything at all, all you do is just looking for trouble... No, you are simply using us."
Saya looked at this man coldly: "Sir, Grid, you are so affectionate... But don't forget who put you in this situation."
"It's you, it's you sinners," Grid said loudly: "I was once as guilty as you, but you have forgiven my sins. The Lord of Storms will redeem me personally. Of course I am different from you people.
of."
Saya looked at this person with a cold look. It was not that she had never thought about the evil in this world, but she did not expect that it would be so vividly expressed in this person.
Grid seemed to read a sense of embarrassment from her eyes. That kind of contempt made him feel uneasy, but the uneasiness was followed by rage. Although he knew that the other party was the Holy Chosen One, he still couldn't help cursing.
: "You damn bitch, it's all your fault for everything you did wrong..."
While cursing, he raised his fist and punched Saya in the face.
There was a scream in the wind, and the man suddenly screamed, and an arrow shot through his right hand. He almost immediately covered his hands, knelt on the ground and wailed, "Come on, help me..."
The Crow Claw Knights seemed to be watching a farce. They looked in the direction where the arrows were shot, and saw only a pale boy, holding a bow, standing in that place. Saya looked there, his eyes
Shrunk slightly:
"Xiao Kong?"
"Sister Saya," the young man looked in this direction: "I will protect you..."
"You can't even protect yourself," Saya said angrily, "Get out of here!"
There was a feeling of anxiety in her heart, and she remembered that Fang Yu had told her that there were not many stars left in Xiaokong.
But the young man shook his head slightly, threw the bow without arrows on the ground, then drew out his sword and faced every knight proudly.
"Xiao Kong..."
Saya felt a little silent for a moment. From the determination she read on the young man's face, she naturally understood in her heart that someone was willing to protect her in that way. Why shouldn't it make people shake her determination? But she shook her head gently, herself
What about the person you like?
The other party has already abandoned the Knights.
Her voice softened:
"Xiao Kong, let's go quickly..."
But the sounds in the forest gradually became quieter.
Mercenaries surrounded him from all directions.
"Catch him!" Grid suddenly shouted: "That young man has been possessed by the Shadow Man, he is a monster!"
The knights who originally had the mentality of watching a show suddenly became serious when they heard this shout. They turned around and drew their swords one after another. Amidst the sound of the command, the mercenaries also surrounded the little boy.
The sky is surrounded and surrounding the center.
A sword blade shimmering with cold light was pointed at the young man standing in the center, but the young man was not afraid, facing everyone with only one sword. Just like a brave knight, vowing to protect the person in his heart.
Saya gritted her teeth and looked at the man in front of her coldly. Grid covered his hands and said to her a little proudly: "Just watch, he is dead..."
In the distance, knights raised their swords.
But at this moment, in the forest, a ghost-like voice suddenly replied:
"Really?"
The voice was ethereal and had a hint of mischief.
Grid was slightly stunned and raised his head, but the mercenaries holding Saya down were obviously more alert and had already turned their heads in that direction.
…
"Your grip on the sword is wrong."
A voice suddenly came from behind.
Xiaokong was shocked. An enemy touched his back, but he didn't even notice it?
He almost subconsciously slashed the sword in that direction, but a hand had already blocked him, that was a hand wearing a silver magic glove.
"You can't hurt the enemy by holding the sword like this," a young man who was almost the same age as him said as he walked out and stood side by side with him.
The box turned around and looked at the other party as if no one else was watching: "Has no one ever taught you how to use a sword?"
Xiao Kong was only slightly hot.
The sword was not a weapon he was good at, but when he came out of his tent, he couldn't find any other weapon that was more suitable for him.
However, what supported him standing here was not actually any outstanding swordsmanship, but just the impulse and courage in his heart to protect someone. He looked at the other person and stammered:
"You, who are you?"
"I am" Xiangxiang suddenly remembered the previous 'tragedy'. After a moment of silence, he replied again: "I am Xiangxiang."
"box?"
Box nodded.
He turned his head and looked at the knights in the distance, while placing his hand on the hilt of his sword.
After hesitating for a moment, his right hand slowly moved down and pressed on the cage handle of another sword there. The cage handle was as black as ink and covered with crow feathers.
And the rubies inlaid on it sparkled with a dazzling and mysterious light.
When that disembodied voice sounded
A harsh note fell into the snow, as if a huge, vibrating sound wave exploded. The snow on the trees fell rustlingly, and everyone around Saya was staggering around at this moment.
Grid, who was caught off guard, almost screamed and fell backwards, while the few mercenaries who bore the brunt were staggered by the sound waves. Among them, only Saya was not affected at all.
She didn't understand what was going on, but that didn't stop her from seizing the opportunity. Saya struggled hard, knocked away the mercenaries around her, and rushed forward. Grid, who was dizzy from the shock, was now in a dream.
Wake up and yell: "Get her!"
The mercenaries ignored the ringing in their ears and chased after them one after another. However, a short figure rushed out and bumped into the mercenary who was chasing closest, knocking him backwards. The little figure was knocked backwards.
The small figure took several steps back, and the magic piano in his hand fell to the ground. He held his head and cried out in pain:
"Ouch, my head!"
Saya immediately recognized that this was the owner of the disembodied voice before.
She looked closely and realized that it was actually a cute blond girl, and she seemed to have seen her somewhere. When she looked back, she saw a row of selectors rushing out, with weapons drawn, blocking her.
before.
Saya was stunned for a moment, those people were all her subordinates, the ones she had sent out to meet the Nanami Brigade earlier.
These people have come back, doesn’t that mean?
She turned around and looked at the little girl holding her head
"Box!" Tian Lan held her head and shouted in that direction: "Hurry up, there are more and more enemies!"
Xiaokong was slightly startled when he heard the distant voice. He turned around and said:
"I think I've seen you before..."
"Yes, I've seen you too."
"By the way, you, you are Mr. Ed's companion...?" Xiaokong suddenly realized.
The box is noncommittal.
But the young man already understood that the other party was a friend rather than an enemy. He looked at the knights in the distance and asked hesitantly: "Then what should we do...?"
"Help me keep an eye on those people."
"Watch...them?"
Box has already grasped the dark sword hilt with his hand.
There seemed to be a voice whispering in the forest: