Late at night, the battlefield outside Harmony Village was like a forest of torches. However, thick fog rose at night, the light was dim, and the torches and figures were unclear in the field of vision.
Against the backdrop of thick fog and torches, Zhou Qingfeng sat on a stone, his heavy sword across his knees, his armor broken, and covered in blood.
The goblin army was defeated, the evil god Cyric ascended to heaven, and the chaos came to an end. Most of the human groups in the Black Forest were involved in this battle. They were either happy, scared, or confused, but a victory overshadowed all dissatisfaction.
People grabbed knives and axes and ran around, just to hunt down the goblins in exchange for the bounty promised by Zhou Qingfeng. Few people knew that an evil god was coming in this battle, let alone the commander-in-chief Victor Hugo.
The gods were defeated.
'Quick Shadow' circled around Zhou Qingfeng, and raised his head to look at the sky where Cyric left. This abyss demon horse wanted to say a few words, comment, and express some emotion. But its owner was exhausted.
There is absolutely no joy or exhilaration in defeating the gods.
So tired, so tired.
Zhou Qingfeng died thousands of times in front of the evil dragon. But he was ignorant and fearless. He knew that he had nothing to lose, so he was never very afraid. But fighting against the evil god was different. The battle was too complicated and involved too many areas. It was not easy to win.
Instead, I was exhausted.
"Master, you don't seem happy at all."
"How do you want me to be happy?"
"You defeated Cyric. Cyric, the god of murder, is one of the few powerful divine beings in the Pantheon. This is a battle worthy of being recorded in history and recorded in legend." 'Swift Shadow' shouted, jumping,
Running back and forth.
"Master, you have become famous! You will be immortal!
You will be regarded as a hero by all humans, countless bards will sing about your deeds, and you will have a unique name in the future. You should be happy. Even if I am an undead and a half-demon, I feel honored to participate in this battle.
."
Compared to the joy of 'Shiying', Zhou Qingfeng only lowered his head to look at the leather armor. His mud monster leather armor became tattered and was completely destroyed. There was also a bloody cut on his left arm, and the skin and flesh were peeled off, but
Black blood is still flowing.
On the broken leather armor, the number was fixed at '19'.
Zhou Qingfeng smiled bitterly at this. He fought hard nineteen times before winning. He thought to himself: "They all say 'nine deaths and a lifetime' to describe hardships. I died eighteen times this time and endured a lot of hardships before I survived. I have
What are you so happy about?"
His left arm was still numb and the poison was attacking his heart. Zhou Qingfeng felt that he was about to die again. He just wanted to wait quietly for a while and relax, maybe he would have to do it all over again.
"Victor, how are you injured?"
In the thick fog, Inisha walked through the busy crowd. Her Royal Highness the Princess's sword was also stained with blood, but her appearance was heroic and full of vigor. Especially when she held the sword upside down and walked quickly, the wind blew her hair, and her clothes were stained with blood.
Also like the goddess of war.
When Inisha came closer, she saw the wound and black blood on Zhou Qingfeng's left arm. She quickly pulled a strip from the corner of his clothes and tied the end near Zhou Qingfeng's heart. She tried to bleed again, but the wound had already been cut open.
, momentarily at a loss.
"Victor, you were hit by the evil god's weapon, and ordinary treatment methods are ineffective."
This sentence almost pronounced Zhou Qingfeng doomed to death.
'Swift Shadow' stood nearby, its excitement suddenly dropped. It said in a deep voice: "Master, he defeated the evil god, and he created a miracle."
Ah... Inisha came from outside the battlefield just to see the result of the duel between Zhou Qingfeng and Cyric. She came with the belief that she would fight the enemy when she saw it, and she was ready to sacrifice. But
According to 'Shiying', "The evil god has been defeated?"
"Yes. Cyric was defeated and returned to the Kingdom of God. But I'm afraid my master may not be alive either." 'Quick Shadow' sighed and shouted: "This is an achievement of defeating the gods, an unparalleled achievement. Master,
Don't worry. I will spread your reputation to the entire continent in the future."
More people walked out of the thick fog, including Nasser, Todd, Jason, Old Berg, Wilson, and Nelle. Everyone had firm eyes, and they all came to help even though they knew they would die, but what they saw was the virulent virus that was being invaded.
Quedo Hugo.
Victory and death are closely linked. Everyone's heart is heavy.
"Damn horse, shut up." Zhou Qingfeng sighed and prepared to read the file.
Inisha suddenly became cruel, took out a knife and cut off the rotten flesh of Zhou Qingfeng's wound again, "Be patient. The breath of the evil god is corroding your body. Unless you find a high-level priest, you will be forced to surrender to Zhou Qingfeng."
Cyric surrenders, and he will capture your soul."
Zhou Qingfeng smiled bitterly and said: "How can there be any high-level priests in this damn place?"
Inisa took a closer look at Zhou Qingfeng's face. The young man was in very bad spirits and had a high fever. But it was he who led this desperate battle in the Black Forest.
He is ruthless, decisive in killing, merciless to his enemies, strict with himself, and high-pressure on his subordinates. But precisely because of his outstanding efforts, a disaster of destruction was eliminated, and he also defeated the invincible evil god.
"Victor, you are indeed a hero. You should not die like this. Otherwise, there will be no justice." The beautiful princess looked into Zhou Qingfeng's eyes.
Um......?
Zhou Qingfeng looked at Inisa strangely.
This woman is like a pearl wandering in the world, so unique. The two of them help each other and cooperate with each other, as if there is a kind of natural trust, which leads to the current victory. It's just that Zhou Qingfeng didn't understand what the woman meant?
"If it weren't for you, the humans in the Black Forest would have been invaded and enslaved by goblins, the evil gods would have gained everything, and people would have lost their freedom. Your efforts have saved everyone's fate, and you should live on."
As she spoke, Inisa took out a small sealed bottle from her pocket.
After uncorking the bottle, a faint aroma floated out, and it smelled like...'Tears of a Lover'.
"Why did you take out the perfume?"
"Silly, this is more than just perfume."
"What is it?"
Inisa tipped the bottle, and dew-like water dropped on the wound on Zhou Qingfeng's shoulder. The water drop smelled elegant, but when it reached the wound, it was like falling on a hot oil pan, crackling and bursting into bloody flowers.
.
The flesh and blood of the shoulder became dehydrated under the action of toxins, showing an extremely strange carbonization phenomenon. After the water droplets fell in, the remaining muscles twitched like spasms, and the black air hidden in them emerged, becoming entangled and entangled.
Zhou Qingfeng originally lost the feeling in his arms, and he even found it difficult to breathe. Now he was screaming in pain and rolling on the spot. In order to prevent his wounds from tearing, Inisa had to lean over and hold him down, trying to comfort him.
Don't let him move.
After feeling the pain for a while, Zhou Qingfeng asked with a cry: "What is this? It hurts so much!"
"Holy water from the Temple of Life. I mixed it with the 'Tears of Lovers'. I relied on it for the past year to banish evil and resist chaos in the black forest."
Inisha wiped the cold sweat from Zhou Qingfeng's forehead and said, "Be patient, it will help you get rid of the influence of the evil god."
After the pain passed, Zhou Qingfeng did feel that his shoulders were no longer burning and uncomfortable, his body felt much more comfortable, and his spirit became uplifted. But Inisa shook her head and said, 'The removal was not complete', and dripped the holy water from the small bottle on the pain.
on his shoulders.
The feeling of suffering in the oil pan reappeared, even more intense than the time before. Zhou Qingfeng was completely unable to control the pain, and kept struggling on the ground, screaming. In order to prevent him from hurting himself, Inisha had to ride on
Pressed on his waist.
Zhou Qingfeng struggled desperately in pain and tossed around. The woman comforted him not to move, and then suppressed him forcefully to prevent the wound from getting worse. They struggled like this for a while, and by the time the wound on their shoulders was treated, both of them were sweating profusely and very tired.
Zhou Qingfeng lay on the ground panting, feeling weak all over. The severe pain made him shed tears, but the wound on his left arm actually healed, and was even healing quickly, and the flesh and blood that had been removed was growing back.
Inisa finished the treatment and wiped the sweat from her forehead. She looked at the completely empty bottle in her hand and sighed slightly, "You have a rest for a while. When you have the strength, get up and move around. Remember to re-bandage the wound. I'll go.
I'm busy, I'll see you later."
The woman straightened her messy clothes, got up and left.
Zhou Qingfeng lay down for a while and found that there were many people watching the fun around him. Everyone originally bid him farewell for the last time with a sad mood, but now they found that this scourge seemed to be here for a while.
The sadness disappears quickly.
Even 'Quick Shadow' was no longer sad and leaned over - it was obviously a skeletal war horse, and the monster's head looked like it was overly curious.
"Master, are you finished?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"I didn't expect that the master would be ridden one day."
"Ji Ying, you owe Bian, right?"
"Master, you just felt like a virgin for the first time. You met an inexperienced partner. You were reluctant but had to endure it. It was so painful that you shed tears."
"Damn horse, shut up!"
"I didn't expect that Master actually likes to be ridden by women. Tsk, tsk, tsk..., this hobby is really wonderful!"