Chapter Thirty-Five: The Old Man Playing with Swords 1
The battle between light and darkness is always indeterminate. One moment, the night swallows up the light, and the next moment, wisps of light spread out at both ends of the sky. It is dawn, dispelling the darkness.
It has not snowed for a long time. The thin snow on the ground and on the eaves has dispersed. The morning light has coated them with a touch of golden color. The air is still cold, but there is the warmth of the sun interspersed in it. Overall, this is
It's a nice early morning.
The scheduled people gathered at the scheduled place at the scheduled time. The person who came earlier than the scheduled time must be Kim Gates, and a group of men he brought with him, who were busy preparing war horses and some necessary food. When the first
When a ray of light broke through the darkness, Cyril's figure appeared in front of the city lord's palace in Noland City on time, followed by Karu, and then the morning light. Aranza arrived late, and he stood still in front of everyone, frowning
But he couldn't help but frown and said, "Well, where is Hancock?"
Hearing this, Cyril, Carew and others looked at each other. In their memories, at least in recent memories, Hancock and Aranza should be inseparable.
At this time, Kim Gates, who heard the sound, hurried over and took a look around. There were already residents who had gotten up early standing a little further away, looking at the place curiously.
As if worried that the enemy's eyes and ears would catch his voice, the fat man's fat face almost touched Aranza's ear and said: "Miss Hancock has hidden some special magic in the cell where the enemy's strong men from the Sanctuary are detained.
Array, she said that she found interesting things in these magic arrays, as well as some clues left by the enemy, but all the clues did not point to the Kay State... So, just now, Miss Hancock had left in an airship.
Came to Kaye State..."
"Well, this is really..."
Aranza rubbed her forehead in distress, but she didn’t know how to evaluate Hancock. Aranza had no extravagant hope that Hancock would always follow his arrangements, but her departure at this time gave Aranza
It caused a lot of trouble. He originally hoped to use the artifact ring in Hancock's hand to use the "Judgment of Destiny" enchantment ability to weaken Lista, who was suspected of being half-footed in the Sanctuary. Unexpectedly, she suddenly
left.
This undoubtedly makes the battle situation more difficult.
"Her purpose is to catch the fugitive, and she seems to have discovered something. Regarding the secret of Vera becoming a strong man in the Sanctuary overnight, maybe Miss Hancock can really find out something."
Kim Gates continued to whisper, omitting the two honorifics for Hancock and using "she" instead.
Aranza nodded tacitly, glanced at the fat man beside him, and instead of continuing the topic, asked: "Well, are the horses ready?"
"You can leave at any time. Moreover, I received another urgent message in the morning. Dolan and Lista have not left the town. It seems that they are indeed waiting for us to go there."
"Um."
Then, Aranza, Cyril, Karu and Chenxi, one person and one horse, rode towards the town where Dolan and Lista were.
When they shortened the not-so-long journey as quickly as possible, they were in the hotel of the small town.
Dolan gently opened the door and walked out with a smile. Elita followed behind her. The blue and white armor on her body was still clean, but the traces of hasty dressing could be seen without eyesight. Elita's
There were still tears on her face that she had no time to wipe away. It was obvious that the past and the night just passed were not pleasant for her.
The door on the opposite side was also pushed open, and Lista and his two elf maids appeared in the corridor. This old man with white hair was naked and his muscles were not what he should have at this age. He stretched a little
He stretched out his muscles and bones, looked at Dolan who was walking over, and laughed: "Hahaha, you taste good!"
A flash of anger flashed across Dolan's face, and just as he was about to speak, the elf maids on both sides of Lista intervened first: "Sir, you have not had a relationship with Mr. Dolan..."
"Oh, really?"
Lista's face was full of regret, and his eyes wandered around Dolan again, but the corner of his mouth suddenly curled up, and he said in a strange voice: "Oh, what a pity!"
Dolan snorted coldly and said, "Old man, you'd better stop it!"
Lista, however, moved her eyes as if nothing had happened. She cast her gaze at Elita behind Dolan and said, "How does she smell?"
“Fresh and delicious.”
Dolan replied, the smile on her face was undisguisedly evil, then she glared at Lista and said: "But, she is mine... If you want to taste her, just take out some valuable money."
How about something in exchange?"
Hearing this, Lista looked depressed, then waved his hand decisively and said, "Forget it."
"cut!"
Dolan sneered, but didn't say anything. The two stopped talking and turned to walk down the stairs. Neither of them noticed, or didn't care at all, that during their conversation, Elita, who was silent, was in her arms.
Holding Feng Youli's translucent stone, quietly, the open palms holding the stone turned into clenched fists.
When she reached the door of the hotel, Dolan suddenly stopped. She turned her head and glanced at the street that had just become lively. She said, "If the son of the King of Heroes is really coming, he should be here soon."
"The son of the King of Heroes?"
Lista really didn't remember it.
"This is our mission goal, sir."
The elf maid took the trouble to remind him: "Our mission is to kill the son of the King of Heroes, Alanza Lane. Alanza Tulip, this is his other name."
"tulip……?"
The former leader of the Queen's Savior Mercenary Group silently recited this familiar surname. He suddenly looked up to the sky, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was sensing something. After a while, he opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Oh, I feel two
A powerful aura is coming this way...well, they are two Sanctuary juniors."
"Finally here!"
Dolan opened her mouth and laughed, and the half-wing-shaped scythe flashed into her hand from her back. She waved it twice casually, and the harsh sound of the wind was filled with fighting spirit!
Within a moment, several figures appeared at the end of the street, not just the two powerful men from the Sanctuary, but also Aranza and Cyril.
"It seems they still care about you."
The speaker was an elf maid who was following Lista. Her eyes turned and fell to Elita who was standing behind a few people.
Elita's face was a little surprised, but then it turned into a sneer and said: "Maybe it's just because I ruined their plan..."
"This kind of reason cannot support a battle between the strong men of the Holy Domain."
The elf maid said nothing, regardless of Elita's reaction, and turned her attention forward. The target was already standing in front of them, and the distance between the two sides was only a few dozen steps.
"Well, this must be the leader of the Sealed Wings Mercenary Group, Mr. Dolan."
Aranza glanced at the eye-catching dark blue scythe in Dolan's hand, then moved her gaze to the muscular white-haired man, and said: "This should be Lista, the former leader of the Queen's Savior Mercenary Corps.
Your Excellency, well, I heard that you had an encounter with my mother, but when I remember, my mother was no longer alive... If I don't meet you in the future, I will definitely come to visit you."
"oh oh."
Lista seemed to remember something, and praised her twice, saying, "So you are the half-dead kid back then, and you have grown so big!"
"Damn old man!"
Dolan glanced at Lista and said: "Don't forget your mission!"
"certainly!"
Lista replied with a smile. He seemed to have noticed the Silent Blade behind Aranza. He stretched out his hand to the two elf maids and said, "Bring me my big sword and see how I teach this boy a lesson."
"Your weapons are double swords, not a big sword."
The elf maid reminded him while handing out two quasi-artifact-level one-handed swords, one on the left and the other on the right. These weapons were the trophies of Lista's many years as a mercenary.
Seeing this, Aranza was not afraid. She took out the two-handed sword from behind and walked towards Lista step by step. Carew and Chen Xi did not take action, but Cyril, who was fully armed, also chose to watch the battle. Her body was wrapped in artifact armor.
De Yanyan, the half-wing-shaped shield in his hand is also at the level of an artifact. Although the peacock long sword is not an artifact, it was made by the famous craftsman Lawrence, and its grade is also not low.
Seen from a distance, Cyril's body is filled with radiance, and his level of magnificence is absolutely far ahead of the rest of the people present.
On the other side, an inexplicable light flashed in Dolan's eyes. The corner of her mouth curled up and she also chose to watch the battle. She was very curious. According to her observation, Aranza's level was only the peak of a senior warrior. With such strength, she dared to
Dolan was particularly curious to face a strong man with half a foot in the holy realm, and through Aranza's expression, she knew that Aranza really dared to fight Lista.
"oh?"
Aranza's frankness also made Lista curious. He smiled and said, "In that case, I will have a good discussion with you."
Having said that, Lista took the lead in taking action regardless of his level advantage!
He seemed to have just taken a step forward, but his figure instantly appeared behind Aranza. Then, the one-handed sword in his right hand was like a dancing elf. The trajectory it drew was elegant and beautiful, drawing a substantial figure behind Aranza.
Half a circle, lightly swinging towards Aranza's neck.
It was just a moment of sensation, but Aranza was already sweating profusely!
The pressure brought by Lista was beyond Aranza's imagination. He could only see the sword marks Lista made out of the corner of his eye. The marks were indescribably elegant, and the rhythm they displayed was actually awe-inspiring.
It’s an artistic beauty that brings back memories, but in Aranza’s opinion, every fluctuation it cuts through the air is fatal!
"Damn it!"
Aranza cursed secretly, but no longer dared to hide his strength. The power of the rules was activated with his thoughts. It was the rule of Seven Flashes of Shadows, but it was different from the past. What Aranza used at this time was the seventh flash of Shadows.
Seven flashes is also the rule for the last flash!
His figure seemed to be still in place. Lista lowered his sword and cut it open easily. However, like a blade cutting into the water, Aranza's figure was cut into two parts, each of which looked like ripples. After the sword blade passed by, it melted again.
When they return to one body, they become lighter and fainter until they disappear without a trace.