Since he came to this world, there has been no time to rest. First, he started to learn the language he had never been exposed to without a teacher. Perhaps he should start from the Gobi Desert earlier, or even start from when he received the package... All of this has ceased.
It became normal. From the initial "routine" to the "abnormal" and now the "extraordinary", when he realized all the changes, he regretted it too much.
The young man knows that he does not belong here, and he understands that he is not a "young man", but this crazy world is so crazy: no matter how unscientific, no matter how unreasonable, it is here - in this crazy world, science
Get up and be reasonable.
From the time he became a "teenager" and from the time his age went back more than ten years, the world has gone crazy, so crazy that a murder scene was brought to him.
The boy and the two people were squeezed into a small space. Squeezing a child and two adults into a space of less than two cubic meters in the bushes felt like swollen sardines in a sardine can.
The scene in front of them shocked people's poor imagination. The young man couldn't help but make eye contact with Tarino and the others to confirm whether he was normal. Even though his palms were cut bloody by sharp tree branches, they still struggled to push aside the strong tree branches in order to see.
of more.
The biting cold wind blew across the back of the neck, and even the upper and lower gums could not help but bump against each other. The three European men who were jumping around just a moment ago were nailed to the tree and twitching in the blink of an eye.
The same panic before his eyes proved the reality of everything, and fear tightened his heart like an iron rope.
Long knives and broadswords lay scattered on the ground, glowing coldly in the clear sunlight. The fierce battle just now seemed like a false dream, and only the pool of bright red dripping on the snow told the truth of the tragedy.
Even if the young man and the others were hiding far away in the bushes, they couldn't help but feel chills running down their spines - that man, the culprit who caused everything, was walking towards them!
Ta, da, da...
The light leather boots stepped on the soft snow, and from time to time, a few poor twigs broke on the soles of the feet. The owner of the boots obviously enjoyed the feeling of crushing these rotten branches and leaves, and his steps were as brisk as walking in the white ground.
Dancing on the carpet.
Through the gaps between the branches of the bushes, they could peek at the scene in front of them. The death-like figure was getting closer and closer. The palms of the people hiding in the bushes were already sweating, and their heartbeats were getting faster. They only dared to
He lowered his body and buried his face in the ground like an ostrich, praying for the blessing of the gods. No one doubted that if the opponent continued to move forward, the sparse and low bushes would be in full view, and they would undoubtedly be exposed.
"No chance of winning! You will die, you will definitely die!!"
This thought grew in his mind like an obsession. No one dared to escape from this place where he could be exposed at any time. Just opposite, there was a man nailed to a birch tree. They could clearly see the miserable state of this man.
Chu.
There was a dagger stuck in the poor guy's neck. The dagger not only cut open the trachea but also penetrated the spine, nailing him to the tree trunk.
The scary thing is that this man has not completely died.
The man who was nailed to the tree and had his spine broken was still breathing desperately, trying to pour the cold air into his hot lungs.
But his trachea had been severed, and such a meaningless move only intensified the pain. The birch tree had been half stained red by the man's blood. The only thing that proved that the man was still alive was his face that was still opening and closing.
Mouth, looking from the bushes, one can even see the blood gushing from his orifices... just a moment ago
Son, the man finally became motionless, and his whole body was hung on the tree by a dagger like a broken sack. It seems that he finally breathed his last, and dying like this is the greatest happiness. And there were three other people who died in such a tragic way.
The person who created all this was right in front of them, and they could even see the red patterns on that person's mask clearly.
Fortunately, the opponent's target was not them. The approaching steps stopped after a while. However, the pressure did not diminish at all. The distance was so close that they could hear the little tune humming from the man's mouth.
What made this man stop was the soldier who crashed into the tree at the beginning. He was wearing thick metal armor and should have been fine, but the tree that was knocked down pressed against him, and he was never seen getting up after that.
And from the perspective of the bushes, you can't see whether he is dead or alive.
"Cultist...you will definitely be punished by the gods! You will never be forgiven!!"
He was obviously still alive. The man in black robe grabbed him by the collar, dragged him out from under the tree and threw him on the hard ground. Because the distance was so close, the young man and the others could even hear the bones breaking amid the loud sound of metal hitting the ground.
sound.
Although the young man did not understand the deeper meaning, listening to the soldier's words, the reason for these people's fight was related to the sectarian struggle between Shia and Sunni in the Arab world. The young man truly felt the barbarism and senselessness of human beings.
It's a matter of life and death!
The only survivor did not moan in pain, and he did not even bother to beg for mercy from the thug who controlled his life and death. He lay on the ground, turned his head and glared angrily at the murderer of his brothers, and faced
The man cursed and cursed.
"You villains who don't deserve a good death! God will eventually send down punishment from heaven, and the bright world cannot tolerate you!!"
The warrior lying on the ground had a thick brown beard. His hands were trying hard to support his upper body. Although he did not stand up, he was still cursing. Like an angry lion with a straight mane, he would be killed in the next second.
He pounced on him and cut the man into pieces.
"Oh, I'm sorry! I am not under the control of your God of Light."
The man in black robe approached him unhurriedly, and there was no sign of being touched in her words. Instead, she was confident that she had the overall situation in hand. And as the man in black robe spoke, the peeping teenagers and the soldiers present were all shocked.
They couldn't help but be stunned. No one thought that this man in black robe was actually a woman.
"Haha, the glory of the goddess of light shines on the world." The warrior smiled, his trembling body wearing metal armor colliding with the exposed rocks on the ground, leaving scratches, "There is no thing that does not shine with light! Even the bewitched sinners, in the end
They all have to return to the embrace of the goddess!"
"What else can you do besides praising the God of Light and damning me to hell?"
The black-robed killer held a short dagger in each hand. The dark daggers and the scattered corpses behind created an ominous atmosphere.
The boy's shoulder was pushed, and he turned around to see Tarino winking at him. He winked at another bush, and Circo was also pointing there.
The young man understood what they meant. The two people were too close. It would be dangerous to stay in the bush. Taking advantage of the distraction between the two people, they might be able to escape from this place of right and wrong by moving quietly.
But the young man held their shoulders and signaled them not to move rashly. If they made any noise while moving, they would be exposed immediately. The risk was too great and not worth taking. The young man shook his head determinedly. Tarino and Circo then
Slowly calm down. They are all a little too nervous now and will do irrational things if they are not careful.
"You knights of light are extremely pathetic!" The black-robed killer who was silent at first suddenly started talking more for some reason. The young man who continued to watch noticed one thing: the warrior in front of him kept supporting the ground with both hands.
, but still didn’t get up.
What happened to him?
The young man moved slightly to the side and finally saw the condition of the soldier's legs. The bearded soldier's legs had been broken, from the toes to the calf and even the metal leggings above were pressed into the flesh.
Like an iron pomegranate.
"In general, you did a good job." She walked to the soldier with a broken leg, picking up the snow with the toes of her shoes.
"Uh? I don't understand what you are talking about. We are not the Knights of Light."
The soldier shrank back, wary of the dagger in the black-robed killer's hand.
"Tell me a lot of things? Noble... knights of light."
Even though she was wearing a mask, everyone could tell that she was smiling, and her tone was full of laughter and sarcasm.
The soldier stepped back, trying to distance himself from her.
"Ha ha!"
The woman in black robe laughed, she enjoyed the performance of this warrior.
"You are not only extraordinary in skill, tacit cooperation, and well-trained, but you also believe in the God of Light. This is not what ordinary mercenaries should be like. A group of ordinary mercenaries are not qualified to touch me, not to mention that you just scratched me
My robe."
As she spoke, she lifted the cuff of her left hand. There was indeed a cut there, but it was just a scratch by the knife edge. The person who had successfully done this blow was now lying on the ground shaking, and no longer had the same momentum as before.
.
"And there is no one else but you warriors of light who can still fight with light. Your disguise is not necessary, but you still pretend to be caravan guards. Why is this? Can you tell me?
Honest believer in light.”
As she spoke, she approached the warrior who was retreating. The short dagger in her hand was like a snake's fangs. No one could underestimate the fatal power. And the young man and the others had their hearts in their throats - if they retreated again
, they were exposed!
"Well……"
The soldier was speechless. He was not good at lying. In fact, he also understood that no matter how much he denied it, it was useless. The other party's so-called inference was just a cover. There was only one possibility for this killer to believe in their identity so much——
"Traitors...there are actually traitors!"
His upper and lower jaws were clenched tightly, and sweet blood oozed from the roots of his teeth. Anger was already building up in his chest, and he wanted to bite out the unknown traitor's throat.
"Ah..." The assassin smiled, neither admitting nor denying, "Just confirming. Are you really honest? It seems that we really caught a big fish this time."
"Asshole! My brothers will never let you succeed!"
The soldier roared and tried to stand up, but his legs were broken, and the severe pain almost made him faint.
"I have killed many knights of light, but there are really not many knights as interesting as you. If you beg me for mercy at this time, I can let you die happily."
"How many people have you killed?"
Hearing this, the soldier suddenly calmed down and asked coldly.
"Why do I remember so many? There were so many people killed that I have forgotten it for a long time. But if it's just the Knights of Light, there are probably dozens of them, right? If you count the Believers of Light, it's already over a hundred."
"You evil devil!"
Now this warrior is of no use to her, and all the information she needs is confirmed. Seeing that this is enough time, she can continue to play.
"Do you still expect your brothers to come and kill me?"
"I believe them..."
The warrior's arms were bent, and he had lost his momentum.
"If you expect them to protect 'that one', haha..."
She covered her mouth and smiled, and even though she was wearing a mask, her movements were still alluring.
"Some of them are stronger than you, right? In this case, it might be really troublesome if I'm the only one? Maybe 'that one' will escape. But I'm not alone..."
She bent down and lowered her voice in his ear, as if speaking love words.
"We will kill everyone and then take your 'one'..."
"Your Highness!!"
This happened almost instantly. The soldier suddenly burst out with a mournful roar, which surprised everyone. At the same time, a sword was thrust into the killer's heart.
He had been preparing to counterattack and prepare for this fatal sword. To this end, he used his broken legs to prop up his heavy body, and with the severe pain of suffocation, he threw himself at the opponent with all his strength.
At that moment, the young man couldn't help but close his eyes. The attack at this moment would reverse the situation.
"Uh...ah!!!"
Hot blood splashed on the cold white snow, and the soldier fell on the snow and rolled in pain. His right hand detached from his body and fell to the side, still holding the sword tightly in his palm.
"Sure enough, it would be more interesting if you resisted." Perhaps due to the impact of the attack, her breathing was a little rapid.
"Originally, I wanted you to die quietly...but I can't let you die happily!"
She angrily grabbed the soldier who was writhing in pain on the snow, and stabbed his chest with the dagger. The metal armor was cut open like a hot knife cutting cheese, and the dagger pierced his exposed chest. The soldier was already suffering from what he had just done.
He almost lost consciousness due to pain, and now he regained consciousness due to the more severe pain. He could no longer find his voice, and his eyes were filled with splatters of flesh and blood.
As an experienced killer, she knew very well what injuries were fatal. She deliberately avoided all injuries that might cause the person in front of her to die quickly. She cut the muscles and skin on the warrior's chest with extremely high efficiency...
The concept of time becomes blurred.
Maybe a few seconds, maybe a few minutes... maybe longer?
When the young man and Tarino came back to their senses, the black robe was no longer there. But in a daze, they seemed to still have that shadow wreaking havoc in their flesh and blood before their eyes.
After confirming safety, their legs were a little weak, and they supported each other to stand up. The sharp and harsh sound of the blade rubbing against bones and flesh was still echoing in their ears. Just looking at it, they had already lost their strength. And suffered this.
What about those who are brutally attacked?
The young man recovered faster and rushed to the side of the "bloody man" first.
Almost all the skin and flesh on this warrior's body has been peeled off, and the yellowing fat and white bones are enough to keep people awake for days.
However, what is even more distressing than these is——
"Please...you...save...your highness..."
He is still alive...
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