It was a beautiful dusk with a warm glow like fire.
The still very young Kluvien held an adult dagger tightly in his hands and raised his head stubbornly in the dark crowd.
"Crouvienne Bonaparte, my dear little Croon—why did you take up the sword?"
An old man whose face could not be seen clearly had his hands behind his back, his head slightly lowered, and his tone was kind.
Faced with the old man's question, the still young Kluvien did not hesitate: "I want to protect everyone! Please give me weapons, elder!"
The sharp and clear voice unique to children echoed in the crowd, causing everyone to chuckle.
The old man seemed to be disappointed by Kruveen's answer, but also chuckled as if he was relieved.
"How can you hold your friend tightly if you hold a sword?"
The elder smiled and handed the small round shield to Kruveen: "Here, try this."
"Shield, shield?" Kluvien's little face turned red with anger, "This kind of garbage is not a weapon at all! Only cowardly and incompetent people will carry it to feed the wolves!
"
"No no no..."
There was a meaningful look on the elder's face: "You remember this, little Karen. The sword is the warrior's hound, and the shield is the warrior's friend."
"But, elder...if I hold a shield, it will be difficult for me to hold a sword." Kluvien's little face wrinkled up, his tone full of dissatisfaction, "What if my friend is in danger?
Do you want to shoot them with your shield?"
"Yes. Exactly."
Beyond his imagination, the elder confirmed his words with an extremely firm tone.
"You must hold your shield high and charge ahead of everyone else."
"Perhaps no one will remember your name - people will remember the crossbowman who shot down the most enemy kneecaps, the spearman who killed the most stupid cavalry, and the swordsman who had the most blood on his sword. But
I just ignored you."
"But you must have the same pride in your heart as the crossbowmen, spearmen and swordsmen."
"You are not proud of your great achievements in battle, but you feel great honor for protecting your friend's head."
The elder lowered his head and stared at Kruveen. An inexplicable light flashed in his eyes.
"There is no little warrior more suited to the shield than you, little Karen."
"...Okay then. If you insist."
Kruveen lowered his head feebly and reached out his hand to take the buckler as if commanding.
Then, he suddenly remembered something, and he couldn't help but raise his head and asked with doubt: "In other words, in the future, I just need to stay next to my comrades to block their arrows and spears? It's so easy... It can really be called
Be a warrior?"
"--cannot."
Unexpectedly, the elder's denial was equally straightforward.
"Little Karen, remember, the place that belongs to you is hell. With your personality like this, don't even think about escaping from hell."
"You will die. Sooner or later you will die on the battlefield."
"However, you must never let the battle behind you die in front of you——"
Yes, from the day he became a Shield Guardian, Kluvien knew that this day would come sooner or later.
In the shadow cast by the swords of flowing fire in the sky, the mountain folk shield guards advanced instead of retreating, and ran towards the center of the sword forest without hesitation.
Will die.
There was no doubt. Kluvien accepted this calmly.
This is caused by a rock-solid will. It is definitely not caused by the madness before death.
Under the guidance of his clear will, Kluvien rushed towards hell without hesitation.
Kluvien held the blade shield in his left hand and launched a desperate charge towards Claudia.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh-"
He roared meaninglessly, the anger that could not be extinguished even by death burned on his face, and the anger in his eyes almost burst out. The timid would not dare to look directly at him.
At this moment, the flowing fire from the sky slid down and fell.
"In the courtyard of the elders, silver surges like a spring. The bright morning star falls and falls into it——"
I don’t know why. A sentence from the Lonely Mountain Elder’s Book flashed through Kruveen’s mind like fragments of a meteor.
That was exactly the feeling of destruction that was like the falling morning star.
A large number of "morning stars" are burning like fire and dripping like water.
The overwhelming dark gray flames almost buried Claudia directly in it.
"What is this...?"
Claudia raised her head. Staring at the silver flowing fire that kept falling, nearly engulfing her entire field of vision, she murmured in a voice that was almost as if she was dreaming.
The gray flowing fire gathered around her.
There are more than a hundred in number. Each beam of flowing fire is enough to turn the ground within fifty feet into scorched earth, but now the silver swords turned into these flowing fires are falling with Claudia as the center!
It was as spectacular as a hundred-headed monster being divided and executed with a guillotine.
No. To describe it, it should be that the meteor beam directly bombards the surface of the planet.
But just before Claudia was cut into pieces by the silver sword falling from the sky, Kluvien roared and rushed over.
On the way to charge, he accidentally stepped on a bunch of withered grass. The turbid gray flames burning quietly on the withered grass bit his left ankle without any surprise, biting at the calf quickly and spiraling up.
Just when the gray flames spread to his waist, Kruveen had already passed by Claudia and ran behind her.
And his blade shield had been thrown towards Claudia's other side before that, and the iron chain surrounded Claudia in a circle.
The silver-gray sword has begun to fall——
In the end, Kluvien only had time to throw up the blade shield with all his strength. The iron chain slid in Kluvien's hand, and the iron chain wrapped around his wrist quickly untied the extended blade shield.
At such a distance, the blade shield flew over ten meters in only half a circle under the action of centrifugal force.
Just as the blade shield had just turned half a circle and reached the farthest point of the arc, the chain shook violently, and Claudia was suddenly thrown away by the inertia.
Claudia flew nearly two hundred yards before hitting a tree. Even though her kinetic energy was almost exhausted, when her back suddenly hit the trunk of the tree, her body shook suddenly and she vomited out a large mouthful of blood.
Under the heavy impact of her body, the snow on the big tree shook off in one breath, directly burying most of Claudia's body.
Before Claudia's vision fell into darkness, she saw that Kluvien's body was penetrated by hundreds of silver-gray swords from all angles, and was firmly nailed to the ground, with blood splattering everywhere.
"ha……"
What she didn't know was that Kluvien was still not dead at this moment.
He panted heavily and showed a ferocious smile.
Can feel it.
The bones cracked open, the bone marrow burned, and the hot breath leaked from the body.
But along with the cracks in the skin, what surged out from the inside of the body was an explosion-like force that was far beyond normal.
This was also the reason why he was able to throw Claudia so far in the end, out of the gray sea of fire in one breath.
His eyes were instantly burned to charcoal due to the high temperature in his body, and silver flames gush out from several holes in his face.
The remaining strength is probably enough to do one thing...
So Kruveen let out a hoarse, breathless laugh with his burned vocal cords, ejected all the blades, and threw the blade shield with its rotation speed to the extreme in a certain direction.
That's the direction from which the attack initially came.
Even if the other party deliberately hides it, it is impossible to hide it from Kruveen.
His vision, which had been burned by fire and was completely dark, suddenly lit up with a warm light like a flame.
"Finally, little Karen, you have to remember one thing... that is, heaven is on the left," the elder's voice gradually echoed in his ears, getting louder and louder, "the warrior goes to the right -"
Listening to the tearing sound of the blade shield hitting the chest in the distance, Kluvien finally stopped suppressing the poisonous fire in his body and let out a hoarse laugh. He was completely engulfed by a large ball of gray flames that suddenly burst out from his body, leaving only
A hoarse and vague voice echoed like an innocent ghost:
"——I will drag you with me even if I go to hell!" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better novels and faster updates! For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net