The night wind blew slowly, causing the tent to ripple like waves, and the shadows reflected on the tent by the firelight also swayed.
"Aren't you going to kill me?" The stranger who invaded the tent opened his eyes and stepped forward gently, the corners of his black clothes and belt fluttering in the wind: "Then, let's come together!"
The target he was chasing suddenly appeared in front of him, and everyone in the tent was in a panic. Among them, the fat man and the thin man were relatively calm. The two of them stabilized the formation on the left and right, leaving the enemy's front for Phoenix.
"It turns out it's His Excellency Cohen Keda! Visiting late at night." Phoenix opened his hazy eyes slightly, and said with a slight tremor in his seductive voice: "What do you want..."
Cohen took another step forward, scanning the people around him with a strange smile on his face. Anyone familiar with Cohen knew that there was endless murderous intent hidden under this smile.
Cohen took two steps in a row, and invisible psychological pressure enveloped everyone present, especially the fat man standing in the front.
Although the fat man held a round shield tightly to his chest, he still couldn't eliminate the fear in his heart. He opened his mouth involuntarily: "You, are you alone?"
"There is a monster following behind." At this time, Cohen behaved quite honestly. He gestured upward with his thumb: "It's floating there! Do you see it?"
"Don't come here! We are not scared!" The thin man opened his mouth and shouted: "There is something on your head..."
While the thin man was talking, one of his subordinates behind him suddenly took action on his own. The mercenary flew backward violently, choosing a route with the shortest distance and the most obstacles from Cohen's perspective, rushing like lightning.
came out...and Cohen looked at him with interest.
The mercenary who made up his mind to escape didn't look back. He rushed to the tent without even touching the ground and waved his hand violently - the tent was torn open. From the moment he started to move to the time he rushed out, the whole set of actions was done in one go, without any traces.
Hesitation and pause!
Cohen's left hand was originally on his belt, but he had already lifted a dagger upside down. At the moment when the mercenary rushed out of the tent, he suddenly flicked his wrist, stretched out his fingers, and the dagger flew out, spinning out from the thin man.
Flying before my eyes, flying through the flames of the bonfire, breaking through the curtain!
Immediately there was a muffled groan from outside the curtain, and a stream of liquid was splashed onto the curtain with force, making a subtle "swishing" sound. The torn curtain was blown up by the night wind like a flag, and everyone saw a human body.
With blurred outlines, he was struggling and twitching feebly, and finally fell into silence helplessly...
The thin man was frightened by the cold light that flew past his eyes. He could no longer speak. There was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth - he had bitten his tongue.
The whole place was silent, only the bonfire was still burning hard.
"Let's make a bet. There are six people left here. If one of them escapes from me..." Cohen calmly took his hand back and pinched his fingers: "I will lose you a copper coin."
"Hey... that... this is a misunderstanding!" The fat man stammered: "You can do your thing, and we can do ours. We can all not interfere with each other..."
Cohen ignored the fat man. He could tell at a glance that this person's status was no higher than that of the three leaders. The real person in charge should be the woman who had almost stripped off her clothes.
"Except for a copper plate, what else can we get?" Phoenix weakly took two steps forward: "Are you so stingy?"
Before Cohen could answer, Phoenix let out another plaintive sigh.
Upon hearing this order, the people in the tent attacked at the same time. The fat man rolled on the spot, shielding the top of his head with a round shield, and slashed at Cohen's legs with his sword close to the ground; the thin man also aimed at Cohen's chest with a slender stabbing sword.
Stab it; across the fire, Phoenix raised her hand and threw the remaining piece of clothing on her body towards Cohen... The remaining three people grabbed the crossbow arrows at the same time and aimed at Cohen.
Cohen laughed loudly, stepped on the fat man's shield with his right foot, and used the force to fly into the air. With a muffled sound, the black iron sword and its scabbard hit the thin man's rapier, and then Cohen drew his sword in the air and opened the flying piece.
fig leaf.
The fat man spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his clumsy body fell forward. The thin man also swayed backwards as if he had been shocked by an electric shock. The three-person attack formation had collapsed.
Instead, the piece of cloth that Cohen flew away swayed in the air and swelled, sprouted arms, legs and a head, and then somersaulted into the wind and flew to the side of the phoenix... Cohen took a closer look and realized that it was an animal the size of a domestic dog.
In addition to its relatively large belly, its fur was extremely short and smooth, and its four paws were small. It was staring at Cohen with a pair of fiery red eyes.
"I didn't expect it! Your Excellency, my phantom beast is already ten years old!" The naked Phoenix played with a strand of long hair, pretending to be flattering: "It's all you, you know this secret, so
You must stay."
After saying that, Phoenix raised her arm, and a few rays of silver light flew towards Cohen. The phantom beast lying at her feet roared, and also rushed towards Cohen. In the middle of the lunge, it opened its mouth and shot a red light ball towards Cohen.
go.
Cohen dodged the ball of light and stabbed the phantom beast with his sword, but the silver thread wrapped around the sword first. When the phoenix withdrew his hand, the black iron sword was dragged crookedly.
The body of the phantom beast was spinning in the air, its claws and nails stretched out, revealing a bit of pale green.
With his right hand, Cohen struck back violently, and once again took advantage of his strength to fly into the air. With his left hand, he drew out a dagger and forced the phantom beast back. He pulled hard, and the silver threads trembled, making bursts of sharp cracking sounds.
The little phantom beast waved its poisoned claws and quickly rotated around Cohen's body. It attacked when it reached the blind corner of Cohen's defense. However, Cohen was limited by the silver cord and could not move flexibly. He could only use
A short dagger resisted, but the phantom beast's claws seemed to be very hard and not afraid of damage from the blade.
Cohen could only slash hard, using the powerful force to knock this small phantom beast away again and again.
The phoenix on the ground let out a short gasp, and the phantom beast's movement speeded up. The dagger's powerful slashes were continuously dodged. Cohen had no choice but to compete with the phantom beast's speed.
One man and one beast were fighting in the air. The people on the ground only saw them colliding and separating again and again in the air. The blades and claws struck each other continuously. Although they were all small movements to fight faster, they were extremely thrilling. A thin sound sounded in the night sky.
"ding-ding-ding-ding" sound.
Cohen was at a disadvantage because the phantom beast could fly as he pleased in the air. His originally tight defense became a little slippery in front of this phantom beast with its small size and nimble movements, but the phantom beast could not make any achievements for a while.
After another gasping sound came from the Phoenix, the phantom beast somersaulted away from Cohen, and crawled at the feet of the hostess again. Its abdomen was constantly bulging, and it seemed that it was adjusting its breathing.
Cohen's body flipped rapidly in the air and fell. After landing firmly on the ground, he took a few breaths... His face showed a rare caution, as well as a fleeting panic.
"How's it going? Your Excellency, do you still think that mercenaries are incompetent?" Seeing the expression on Cohen's face, Phoenix lightly opened her red lips and lightly curled up her hair: "If I didn't have the strength, I wouldn't be able to lead the mercenaries."
People are here to compete for the reward of five million gold coins."
"Five million gold coins." Cohen lowered his head and thought about it: "Are you destined to get it?"
"That's my business!" Phoenix chuckled: "No! If you are willing to cooperate, I won't object. After all, it's not fun to have a dead head on your body."
"Haha, what are you thinking?" Cohen laughed dumbly: "You know my identity, how dare you talk to me like this?"
"They want to capture you alive! The bounty is increased to one million... What's wrong? Who said I am the strong one?" Phoenix showed off the silver wire in his hand: "Others think I only rely on this to seduce people.
I only gained the position of leader of a mercenary group with my body and appearance, but I didn’t know my true strength. Because of this, I don’t know how many people died under my silver thread and phantom beast.”
"What number am I in?" Cohen wiped the sweat from his head, inserted the black iron sword into the ground, and took a long breath: "With so many mercenary killers chasing me, Luman is really willing to pay the price!"
"Of course, who asked you to stand in the way of Lu Man's wealth? I got the news a long time ago and came all the way from the Bansai Empire!" The fantasy beast jumped into Phoenix's hand and was gently caressed by its master's little hand:
"It depends on what you want now. Don't waste my time. The weather on the dividing line between gods and demons is very cold!"
Cohen's eyes narrowed: "Is this the dividing line between gods and demons?"
"Don't you know?" Phoenix became alert: "Then why did you come here?"
Cohen chuckled lightly, and the subtle cautious expression on his face was swept away: "How did it come about? This is actually not important. What is important is that I finally know where the hell this is and who is going to kill me.
!”
"You!" Phoenix's expression changed: "Did you pretend to be struggling earlier?"
"What did you say!"
The panicked Phoenix raised his hand to retract the silver cord and drag Cohen's weapon away, but the black iron long sword stuck on the ground did not move at all.
"Do you think you can confuse men with the body of a pig? Do you think you can defeat me with a phantom beast as big as a mouse? You are really not that stupid." Cohen used vicious words to mock the man in front of him.
The naked woman stepped forward and drew the black iron sword.
Phoenix stretched her hands flat, and dozens of silver threads flew out from her fingertips, wrapping around Cohen from all angles. At the same time, she let out a sharp scream, and the phantom beast under her feet jumped up and rushed towards Cohen again.
Cohen held the black iron sword in his hand and lightly shook the sword. The silver threads wrapped around it made a few crisp sounds before they were all broken. Then he slashed vertically with the sword, and golden fighting energy spurted out from the sword. Not only did the silver threads flying in the sky break,
The thread was swept away, and the phantom beast that rushed in front of him was torn into pieces.
Several crossbow arrows flew towards them, but they were also knocked away by Cohen with his long sword.
"It's just you guys." Cohen sneered: "Go and eat shit!"
Everyone who was still alive was so scared that they even lost their will to escape.
Like a passing storm, Cohen's black cloak circled around the bonfire, triggering a burst of shrill screams. Finally, Cohen's footsteps stopped in front of Phoenix.
While escaping, the phoenix was hit in the lower ribs by a flying companion. Three of its ribs were broken. It coughed slightly in pain and lingered for breath.
"Bitch!" Cohen looked at her expressionlessly: "What else do you know? If it's valuable, I can trade it for your life."
"I..." Phoenix's naked body was sprayed with the blood of her comrades, and the red and white colors looked extremely ferocious. She opened a pair of frightened eyes and replied in a trembling voice: "I won't tell you..."
"Be good." Cohen approached her, pinched Phoenix's neck with his hands, and forced a smile on his murderous face: "Say it! I'll give you a copper coin if you tell me!"
"I won't tell you!" Phoenix, who was so high-spirited just now, howled helplessly, his tone full of fear and struggle: "I know you will never let me go!"
Cohen, who was in a killing state, could not maintain his original rationality. He tightened his fingers, causing a bone crunch.
"Then..." Cohen stared at the lifeless eyes and added softly: "Just die!"
The woman's slender limbs gradually became loose, and as soon as Cohen let go, the body paralyzed on the ground.
Cohen looked at his hands and took a step back in a daze.
Killing an individual is not important to a general who is galloping on the battlefield and narrowly escapes death. The problem is that Cohen has not killed many women. In the previous series of assassinations, for those women who had to be killed,
He let others take action, and even before crushing this woman's neck, he thought about letting her live...
But why, why couldn't he control his body at that moment?
"Ah! The Divine Blessing Knight is sad." The black shadow floating in the air, which has been inseparable from Cohen, said, "Is it because of this woman?"
Cohen raised his head, glanced at the black shadow with confused eyes, and paid no attention.
"Is the Divine Blessing Knight greedy for this woman's body?"
Covetous for this woman's body? No, of course not. There are so many maids around Cohen, and any one of the maids he had sex with would be countless times more beautiful than the dead female leader... But Cohen is really too lazy to argue.
What, at this stage, there is nothing he can do about this dark shadow that makes him extremely disgusted.
"Do you want me to save this woman? It's too late now." The black shadow continued to talk boringly, as if the whole purpose of this black shadow's appearance was to upset Cohen.
"Don't you want to save her? In this case, you still like killing, right? Think about how fragile life is! If you exert a weak force, it will die. Come here, Knight of God's Blessing, swear allegiance to me, I will
Give you tyrannical power, allowing you to dominate the entire continent, and do whatever you want..."
Cohen exhaled, shook his head, and began to rummage through the tent to see if there was anything he could use.
Naturally, he brought a few short crossbows with him, and found a few rolls of tough silver thread from the clothes the female leader took off. He also brought a little food and water... He completely pretended that the shadow did not exist.
But the black shadow didn't think so. It still floated stubbornly above Cohen's head, talking long and boring words, and occasionally "kindly" reminded Cohen that another useful thing had been missed by him.
Cohen tried his best to control his irritable mood, packed up his things, and walked out. Outside the tent, there were also more than a dozen corpses lying strewn about.
"Look what you have done. You killed the people over there and the people over here." The black shadow followed leisurely: "You didn't even think of sparing them. You hate them."
They, you slaughtered them for pleasure. All of these show your true nature..."
Cohen ran wildly.
"Actually, you yourself understand that you are not a compassionate person. Your body, your blood, and your soul are all eager to kill." The voice of the black shadow still came clearly: "This is not shameful, and this is not shameful.
Sadly, this is you, the real you. The worldly prejudices, the cold eyes of others, those who hate you, those who are hated by you...Go and kill! Erase those sins and make the world pure..."
Cohen kept running.
"You have no ability to protect yourself, let alone your best friends. You have neither love nor being loved. You have no future. You will always be wandering in confusion without a glimmer of hope. Nothingness will always be by your side until
Forever. But I can redeem you, I can give you strength, and make you proud, as long as you reach out to me for help and crawl at my feet..."
Cohen suddenly stopped, walked through a dense forest, picked a medium-sized tree, then climbed into the canopy and began to sleep.
The shadow had no intention of letting Cohen go, and spoke tirelessly in his ear with endless perseverance, until he realized that Cohen had really fallen asleep.
After a moment of silence, the black shadow rose into the sky, looking a little downcast.
"Why not!" Black Shadow sighed: "Isn't this one of the steps of demonization?"
"Princess." Another dark figure appeared, also in a female form: "Why don't we go back?"
"We escaped secretly. If we go back early or late, we will be punished anyway, so why not bring a toy back to relieve our boredom!" The black shadow, known as "Princess," replied: "If you are afraid, go back first.
Otherwise, please help me think about where I went wrong in this demonization step."
"I think... it should be that the princess did not tempt you with benefits! Don't those gods often make very practical promises?"
"for example?"
"Princess, I don't know either! Maybe it's...believe me and I'll give you eternal life or something..."
"Ah! That's right!" The princess was surprised: "Then what if he still doesn't agree? How did the gods do it?"
"If you don't believe me, I will use divine punishment and drown you with floods."
After hearing this, the princess rolled in the air with laughter.
"But Princess, I have heard that the simplest method of demonization is to strike with mental magic. Why don't you try it?"
"No! If you use magic, he will become a fool. What's the fun in silly toys?" The princess said softly: "No! Since I said I wanted to demonize him, I must completely demonize him.
Otherwise, this fun thing won’t be my turn... Is there any new news from the Demon General?”
"The first demon general replied, all the people we have arranged to pursue are here, there will be no problem."
"Well, that's almost it." The princess giggled: "As soon as he wakes up, let's see what I can do. If that doesn't work, I'll take advantage of the fact that he's physically and mentally exhausted from being chased and kill me, so I can accomplish something in one fell swoop!"
At this time, the darkest moment of the night has passed, and a glimmer of light has appeared on the horizon. (To be continued)