The thick smoke gradually dissipated, and this fierce battle seemed to be over. Spencer's coat was torn, his body was covered with blood, and he was seriously injured. At this time, he had no trace of what he had just been.
That arrogant arrogance.
"Blake! Just wait and see!" Spencer gritted his teeth and said a harsh word, then ran away in embarrassment.
I saw all the moves they just fought. Black's explosive power was so powerful that Spencer couldn't resist it almost the whole time and could only passively defend. I didn't expect Black, who is usually as cold as an iceberg, to fight so violently.
This battle was much harder than the previous battle with Rey. I swallowed, and now I saw the true strength of this big brother in black.
Blake was also slightly injured, but he had no time to care about those wounds. He still stood there like a king and just waved his hand towards me, indicating that I should follow him back.
"Is your injury... okay? I'm sorry, it's all because of me..." I asked timidly.
"You don't need to worry about this." Blake rejected me coldly. I had no choice but to follow him silently and return to the place controlled by Blake.
"Remember, don't cause trouble in the future." Blake looked at me angrily and helplessly: "You have to learn to protect yourself, I can't save you every time!"
"I understand!" I nodded vigorously: "Thank you very much this time, big brother in black!"
"Okay." Blake waved his hand in disgust: "You just stay here and train hard, do you understand?"
I didn't dare to disturb him anymore, for fear that he would be really angry and attack me like he attacked Spencer. So I hurriedly ran to an open space nearby to practice my skills.
"Blake...I have never seen you so desperate to protect an elf." Lant looked at Blake and said softly.
"Are you surprised?" Black casually wiped off the blood stains on his face and said disdainfully: "Wesker ordered me to take good care of him, so I must protect him with all my strength."
"I don't think it's that simple." Lant smiled: "You must have other ideas."
"I just found that he did have great potential, and I wanted to use his strength to help complete the plan." Black said.
"Really? I hope so." Lant took a deep breath.
"Lord Black!" At this time, an evil spirit warrior floated over: "Strategist and boss, please come over."
Blake hesitated for a moment, then said: "I understand, I'll be there soon, you go down!"
"Are you really going to go there? I think Spencer must have said something to them in a sarcastic way, and it's definitely not a good thing." Lant said worriedly.
"There is no other choice." Blake looked up at the starry sky above his head and said sadly: "In front of the most powerful person in the evil organization, we can only obey."
"Do you want me to go with you?" Lant asked.
"You stay and look after Katz." Black said calmly: "Since I just chose to fight, I will bear the consequences alone." He turned around and left, leaving behind only a sad figure.
I didn't know what Blake was talking about with Lant, but I just watched him gradually disappear into the night. I had an ominous premonition, but I couldn't do anything except worry.
I dragged my extremely tired body up to a smooth stone slab and lay down on it and fell asleep. That night, I had many dreams, dreaming about White Star, dreaming about Lali, and dreaming about the beautiful colorful mountains.
And the imaginary mountain god Difut...
I don’t know how long it took, but I suddenly dreamed that Blake appeared in front of me covered in blood. He was covering a bleeding wound on his chest and walked toward me step by step. He was so weak that he seemed about to collapse in the next second. I
I woke up immediately. This dream gave me chills all over my body. I couldn't sleep anymore and could only wait anxiously for Blake to return.
I looked in the direction where Blake left, but there was still no trace of him. There was only the rustle of the leaves in the wind, making the night even more desolate.
At this time, I felt that there seemed to be a bit of blood in the air. Could it be that the dream I just had was real? I looked around, hoping to find Blake quickly. At this time, a vague black figure came from not far away.
.
"It's Blake." I hurriedly ran forward, and it was indeed similar to the scene in my dream. I couldn't believe my eyes. Blake's coat was stained with blood, and there were more than ten wounds on his body, especially on his left arm.
There is a deep and long scar on it!
Black is so powerful, who could hurt him like this...
"You're injured." I looked at the shocking wound on his arm and felt very uncomfortable.
"I'm fine." Blake squatted on the ground and slowly took off his coat. Only then did I see his appearance clearly.
Blake wears a gray-black helmet with three black horns on it, and what is exposed under the helmet is a delicate face with deep and bright blue eyes. He wears a black cloak and dark purple clothes.
boots, it turns out that this is his true appearance. (To be continued)