The Sea of Fire

Vol. 4 Departure and Leave City (赤夕, forced separation. )

Chapter 2 Leses · Arte· Hudy (bottom)

Al's mutilated weapon was swept away by the Ancients male, and El looked like she was going to fall backwards at any moment, but she shook and persevered, and did not fall. He threw the crippled weapon, which looked extraordinarily heavy, to his left rear, and his upper body was able to press forward, and his center of gravity was restored without falling. In the next breath, Al fell to his knees on the ground, and Lyceth vaguely saw that the ancient Terran male seemed to raise his left leg high and gently kicked Al on his right shoulder, but his movements were so fast that even Leses could barely see clearly, and Al couldn't see his movements clearly... I was kicked by him straight from the middle of the Pavilion to the door of the Pavilion... His strength was so great that even a slight kick and a gentle kick was enough to make the owner of El fall to his knees... Damn, I'm still underestimating this damn guy...

The ancient man delicately flicked the five fingers of his right hand, the cyan complete weapon rotated in his palm, the tip of the blade drew half a circle, the weapon changed from a reverse grip to a positive grip, his right arm was raised, the tip of the weapon pointed to the tip of El's nose, until this moment, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and there was no change...

An ancient male suddenly rushed out from behind him, his steps were very large, his speed was very fast, almost in the blink of an eye of Leses, this ancient male had already come to the side of the black-haired and black-pupiled ancient male, he bent his waist, and his hands reached out to the four-legged and double-tailed moon-white creature that was trembling near the right foot of the black-haired and black-eyed ancients... Why did he go to catch that creature? Didn't he know he was going to die if he did this? This ancient man was going to die... He's underestimating that damn guy... Just like me... Leses didn't know why that creature was worth catching the ancients, and "catching it" was even risking his own life... It's just "catching it", not "catching it", and he may not be able to catch it... Does this creature have this value and significance? Even if it costs with its own life?

"Friend..."The black-haired and black-eyed ancient man looked at the ancient man who came to his side, and the corners of his mouth gradually pressed down, and the smile that never disappeared in Leseth's eyes... Gone, "I'll give you a chance to apologize... Only this once. ”

The ancient man ignored him, his hands had already touched the body of the four-legged and two-tailed moon-white creature, and he was about to take it away, and there was only a presumptuous smile on the face of the ancient man of the ancient race, and it might be more appropriate to use "ecstasy".

"So... I'll apologize for you... My friend. A gentle whisper came from the mouth of the black-haired and black-eyed ancient man, and even if Leses fell in front of the wooden door of the Pavilion, his whispers could be heard very clearly in the extremely quiet Pavilion. Leseth's body was in pain, and his breathing became a little easier, at least allowing him to stand up. This also made Leseth see the scene more clearly on the side of the black-haired and black-eyed ancient men.

The ancient male was unable to capture the four-legged and two-tailed moon-white creature, and after the black-haired and black-eyed ancient male finished his words, the complete cyan weapon stabbed into the head of the ancient male, the tip of the blade pierced from the top of his head, and pierced out of the jaw of the ancient male, and the honey yellow dust flowed down from the top of his head, along the bridge of the ancient male's nose and eyes, and it looked like honey-yellow tears were shed in wild laughter - tears of joy.

That damn guy ended the life of that ancient male... Lesceth witnessed that scene with his own eyes, and that damn guy easily ended someone else's life... He's damned... His hands are full of sin... This should be a bug... That damn guy is supposed to be evil... Should be...

But it was because he had witnessed the damn guy end the whole life of that ancient man, that it all gave Leses a long-lost complication in his heart... That ancient terran male... If he hadn't caught that creature, heeded the admonition of me and the master of the Servant Pavilion, and left the Pavilion, he wouldn't have stopped breathing with a "crying of joy" on his face like he did now... Ay... Leseth also heard the damn fellow's whispers, and he admonished the Olden-Terran male in inexplicable words, at least Leses himself sounded an inexplicable exhortation... The ancient man ignored and did not heed his advice, causing himself to stop his breathing with a "cry of joy"... That damn guy... He was wrong... Is it? That ancient male... He was wrong... Is it?

"It's you who want to kiss me. He pulled the weapon out of the Terran male's head, and with his right hand gently flicked the full cyan weapon, flicking the honey dust stained with the tip of the blade to the ground, and pointing the tip of the weapon at the tip of Al's nose again, until this moment, Leses could no longer see the faint smile on his face, "You should apologize to me." ”

"You say it again?" Angry, angry, angry. From Eyre's voice, Leses could only hear her endless anger, "You! again!?"

"It's you who want to kiss me. You owe me an apology. At this time, he looked very serious, and the sincerity in his eyes surprised Lessers... Does this damn guy really think so? He's crazy, isn't he...

"You... Damn!" Al took a half-step back as he finished speaking, and with both hands swung the crippled weapon he was clenching at him, slashing at his neck.

He raised his right arm and moved sideways to the right, blocking Al's slash with his full teal weapon. After blocking, the right hand immediately moves half a fist to the left, then half a fist to the right, and at the same time, the right arm drives the right hand to exert force, and uses the full cyan weapon to hit Al's mutilated weapon, and after the strike, he uses the full cyan weapon to slash towards Al's chest from top to bottom.

Lesser than Lesers had imagined, El's armor had been cut through as easily as white sand, but the damn guy's slash had only left a shallow crack in Al's armor. He squinted, as if he was extremely unhappy with the hardness of the El's armor.

"Open and close your mouth is 'damn'...'Damn'...'Damn'..."...", he muttered, his right hand suddenly and quickly lifted upward, slicing the tip of the cyan full weapon across Al's face, "You're really annoying!"

Honey dust kept dripping down Al's chin, and she looked as if her face was wounded, and Leses couldn't see it clearly. As he tried to see what the damn guy was doing next, Al flew towards Lyceth with the broken weapon still clutched in her hands.

El's mutilated weapon seemed to be loosened by her, and it spun in full circles in mid-air, heading towards Lessers. Behind the weapon is Al.

Lyceth tries to catch her, but he must dodge El's weapon first. El's mutilated weapon shattered in the air, turning into countless fragments, and Leseth turned his head sideways, barely dodging most of them, but the left side of his face was still cut by two of the fragments. Al then slammed into Leseth like a boulder, causing Laceth to roll backwards and roll backwards twice, and when Leseth actually caught Elle, Laceth and Al were already on the sand outside the Pavilion.

Leseth looked at Al in his arms, and there was a shallow, straight wound on the left side of her face, which looked like it had been caused by the damn guy when he slashed his full cyan weapon across Al's face. Thankfully, the wound didn't disfigure Al, but made her sassy unique.

Leses gently lowered her on the sand, gently rubbed her chest and abdomen, which had begun to thrand again, and re-entered the pavilion. The damn creature swung his full cyan weapon at Riel, who barely fended off one of his slashes with his crippled weapon, but his second slash shattered Ryel's mutilated weapon and cracked its body completely, and at the same time, his third slash struck again.

"Riel!" Leses exclaimed.

Rare immediately discarded his shattered weapon and took a step back to try to escape the damn man's range, but the damn guy also took a step forward towards Riel to prevent Riel from escaping his range.

The cyan color was about to touch Riel's neck, but it was blocked by a very dull weapon... It was the Terran male who had been kicking the damn guy just now, and he trembled and blocked the damn guy's third slash with the mutilated weapon in his right hand.

"Jia... Merchant... Jaszmad ...... "Riel fled from the brink of death, his mouth trembling and his words out loud, "I... I..."

The silver-haired and silver-eyed Ancients male called "Jasmaed" in Rare's mouth, his green blue clothes were all traces of his turquoise dust... Turquoise dust?

"Let's go!" Jaszmaded growled, fending off the damn guy's third swing, and he had to fall to one knee on the ground, looking like he had used up his strength.

"Jasmaed..."The damn guy glared angrily, Leses thought that the ancient Terran male had already pushed the damn guy's anger to the limit, but now it seemed that Jasmamet could make that damn guy break through that limit at any time, "Is that your name... You name it... Just as disgusting as you!Bourthé... Remember the name... Disgusting guy... You must remember it! because the owner of this name will end your life tonight ,,,!"

"Bourte... Justa Med repeated the name of the damn fellow, and Leses was able to actually hear the word "Bourth", but Bourte immediately slashed at Jasmede's left waist with the full cyan weapon in his right hand, interrupting Jasmamet as he tried to continue speaking.

Justimed Medde tossed the very dull mutilated weapon in his right hand to the left, took the weapon thrown by his right hand with his left hand, changed from a front grip to a reverse grip, gently inserted the weapon into the ground, blocked Bourte's horizontal slash, and immediately moved his right hand to the handle of the weapon, and at the same time released the handle of the weapon with his left hand, grasped the handle of the weapon with his right hand, pulled the weapon from the ground, and drew an arc from the bottom left to the top right, removing the complete cyan weapon in Bourte's right hand.

When Jasmaed's weapon shifted Bourth's weapon to the upper right, his right wrist flicked inward, and the weapon in his right hand shifted half a fist to the left, and then his right wrist immediately flung outward, and the weapon in his right hand struck at Bourth's weapon, and Leses could clearly see the shaking of the full cyan weapon in Bourth's right hand, and even Bourth's right hand and right arm, there was a slight tremor as well. At the same time, a visible crack appeared in the part of the body of the teal intact weapon in Bourte's right hand that had been struck by Jaszmed's very dull mutilated weapon. This surprised Lesers... Jaszmad's mutilated weapon... Can you smash the entire weapon that was stolen from that damn Bourthé?!Is it possible?!But Leses saw with his own eyes that the almost impossible was happening in front of his own eyes... Where... Something is wrong... What the hell is wrong?!

Leses kept his eyes fixed on Jaszmad's weapon, and for a moment, just for a moment, his gaze focused on Jaszmmet's turquoise dust... Turquoise... Dust trails... That's not some "turquoise dust"! That's the emerald juice of the ancient dragons! Damn, this guy called "Jaszmaed" by Riel is not an ancient human at all, it's an ancient dragon!

So... The dark-colored weapon in his hand... It shouldn't be a mutilated weapon either... It should be the complete weapon of the ancient dragons... Therefore, the complete weapon of the ancient dragon in Jaszmad's right hand can be smashed into the complete weapon of the ancient dragon stolen in Bourthé's right hand...

"The complete weapon of the ancient human race is really not as good as the complete weapon of the ancient dragon race..."Burt whispered, and his left hand took out a very colorful weapon from the dark gold scabbard at the cloth belt on his left waist, its color was very dull and the complete weapon in Jasmamed's right hand was very dull, as if they were the two poles of color, "too dull" and "too gorgeous".

Instead of attacking Jaszmad, who was breathing more and more rapidly, with the very colorful weapon he was holding in his left hand, Bourte swung it towards the fragment of the cyan complete weapon in his right hand, and the sound of "bell" immediately came from the fragment of the cyan complete weapon, and the cyan complete weapon was completely broken from the middle. The first half of the cyan complete weapon fell to the ground, and the other half of it was immediately thrown to the ground by Bourthé, they had completely lost their composure and heaviness in the Vester Workshop at this moment, only a little red moonlight shining in from outside the Azusan Pavilion, barely retaining their remaining brilliance, and the rest was just the sadness of becoming a scrapped weapon. Leseth's hatred for Bourte grew stronger, slaughtering lives with impunity, destroying weapons with impunity, and he... Damn it!

The moon-white creature with two tails and four legs suddenly ran towards Leseth, no, it must have been running towards the wooden door of the Pavilion, this creature wanted to escape from the Pavilion... Leses also ran towards the creature, more precisely, towards Bourth, he didn't want to let himself be helpless to be immersed in grief and anger again, he didn't want to be unable to do anything, he didn't want to do nothing... He had to fight Bourte once more, and even if his life was easily ended by Bourth's colorful weapon, it would be better than watching it all silently.