Chapter 6: Tragedy
As that deep voice fell, the flames in the entire village seemed to burn more violently, the evil spirits were tearing, devouring one innocent life after another, Wu Kun's arrival was just the beginning of this disaster, Luo Ling was facing the biggest challenge ever!
Luo Ling turned back to Amei and instructed: "You just stay here, don't go anywhere, I'm going to save everyone now, and I'll take you away later!"
"Be careful yourself!"
The golden light pierced the sky and burst into the sea of fire. All this changed so quickly that no one reacted, and some villagers didn't even understand what was going on until the moment they died.
"Damn, it must have been the evil spirits that wandered before the awakening of the Holy Power, they were attracted by me, but why did you go to the villagers?"
Luo Ling quickly ran behind an evil spirit and jumped into the air, his fist covered with holy power was like a cast of gold, faintly shining in the morning light.
Punch out, people fly!
I saw the evil spirit "swish", and a penetrating hole was punched out of the center of the body, and black and purple blood poured out of it, splashing Luo Ling's body.
This is just a relatively weak evil spirit, and there are dozens of evil spirits of this level, not to mention a hundred. Seeing the golden light here, they instantly stopped the ongoing killing and rushed towards this place frantically.
"Is it finally here, it's good, then let me have fun with you!"
Luo Ling took a silver-edged sword from a weapons shop, this should be the best sword in this shop, each sword slashed out, it would take the lives of several evil spirits, but he had to keep the holy power covered on the sword at all times. It has been proven that it is difficult for Yuan Li to inflict fatal damage on these evil lifeforms from another continent, and only the holy power from that continent can compete with them.
In the village alley, Luo Ling's sword shadow flew up, and a low and jerky spell came out of the mouths of the evil spirits, attacking Luo Ling, Luo Ling was not afraid, piles of corpses were piled up in front of him, some of these corpses were real evil spirits, and some were innocent villagers who had been eroded and turned into evil spirits, if it weren't for the critical situation, Luo Ling really couldn't bear to kill them like this.
Half an hour later, as the last surging evil spirit was down, Luo Ling was finally exhausted, and the long sword was already curled and could no longer be used.
A disgusting stench emanated from the pile of corpses. The cold wind was howling, and the erosion of magical power blew away the originally luxuriant leaves on the branches, leaving only bare branches.
"Whew, whew, it's finally over. Wait, no, what's more, how is it possible!" Luo Ling looked up not far away, oh no, it was Amei's direction!
Luo Ling was horrified to see four evil spirits crawling beside Ah Mei, and they seemed to be quite large, "That's not an ordinary evil spirit!"
Ah Mei met Luo Ling's gaze in the distance, revealing a helpless look, as if to say: You have done your best, you can go.
"Don't!" Luo Ling yelled, he lifted the silver sword that had been curled and ran towards Ah Mei like crazy, "Quick, run here! Hurry!" He was almost hoarse, but he suddenly fell to the ground with a "plop" and could only watch Ah Mei being overwhelmed by the evil spirits that swarmed up.
"No !!"
A long, heart-rending roar echoed through the ruins of Musou Village, but all that responded to him was the sound of blood dripping from the walls. The sun had risen, and it was a sunny morning, and the breeze caressed the Musou Village, solidifying the bright red bloodstains.
"It's impossible, it's impossible! It's all a dream, yes, it must be a dream!"
Luo Ling was no longer conscious at this time, he got up frantically, and staggered towards the place where Amei was before. There were four evil spirits lying on the ground, and Luo Ling gently removed the evil spirits, revealing Ah Mei, who was covered in blood below.
Surprisingly, there was no fear on Amei's pale face, only a faint smile hanging on the corner of her mouth, and her clothes were torn in many places, which were the traces left by the evil spirit.
Luo Ling touched Amei's delicate little face and muttered, "You're still alive, aren't you, you're just asleep, aren't you?" ”
A few minutes passed, Luo Ling had gradually lost his patience, holding Amei's body and shaking it vigorously, and yelled loudly: "You wake me up, wake up! I don't want anything, I beg you to wake me up............"
Tears filled Luo Ling's eyes, a trace of it flowed down like a broken kite, soaked through his clothes, the world seemed to be quiet at this moment, the village was silent, and the birds outside the village were singing and fragrant, what an irony!
"Ahem, ahem, don't, don't shake, I'm fast, I'm going to be shaken by you, shake and vomit......" A weak female voice came into Luo Ling's ears.
Luo Ling was stunned for a moment, and suddenly looked into his arms, only to see Amei half-squinting, with a few wisps of blood left on the corners of her mouth, gasping for breath.
"Great, I knew you were going to be fine! Let's go, let's go home!" Luo Ling said in ecstasy, and the joy of regaining it instantly rushed to his heart.
After taking a breath, Amei gently patted Luo Ling's broad shoulder, opened her eyes and hesitated: "That, that..."
"What's wrong, isn't it comfortable?" As soon as she finished saying this, Luo Ling wanted to slap her mouth hard, everyone is like this, it will definitely not be comfortable, looking at the bloody wound on her body, how painful it is.
"No, it's okay, I just want to ask, what you said before, do you still count?" Ah Mei's pale face seemed to regain a trace of blood, and she saw that she buried her head deep in Luo Ling's arms, and seemed a little embarrassed.
"Huh, what's that?" Luo Ling was stunned for a moment, didn't react to what she was saying, then slapped his head sharply and laughed: "Of course you count!
"Well, I'm willing to ........."
At this moment, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy suddenly ran towards the two, waving his hands as he ran.
The boy shouted, "Brother Luo! I'm here! Let's see who's coming!"
Naturally, Ah Hu, who had never been seen since the first battle with Wu Kun, was followed by a white-haired old man, who was the head of Wushuang Village Li Lao who he had only seen yesterday, and although Li Lao had a sad face at this time, he still forced out a smile. He stepped forward and said solemnly: "Little Brother Luo Ling, on behalf of the Wushuang Village, the old man thanks you for driving away those monsters, this is the kindness we owe you!"
"But, however, not all the people in the village have already ........."
Li Lao smiled and explained: "It's not as big as you imagined, the old man has gathered everyone to hide in the basement for disaster prevention when he found that the fireball smashed into the village, but it's a pity that your house is too far away from here and didn't have time to notify you, but unfortunately it was still a step too late, and one-third of the villagers were unfortunately killed." ”
Speaking of this, Luo Ling saw a deep sadness in Li Lao's eyes, among the people who died, there were children, old people, merchants and travelers. But fortunately, most people are safe now, which makes Luo Ling's self-blame in his heart less than a point.
Luo Ling said in a deep voice: "Longtou Town must be much worse than here now, I plan to leave here with Ah Hu and Ah Mei, Ah Mei is not lightly injured now, I have to find someone to save her, time is pressing, I hope Elder Li understands!"
Li Lao sighed and said helplessly: "Could it be that the old man can still stop you? Your talent is much better than that of the old man, staying here can only bury your talent, you go!"
"It's... Do you say you're "
"Yes, I am also an immortal master, but due to talent, I can only reach the realm of virtual reality in my life, I used to be an elder of the Liuyun Sect, and later left the sect due to the struggle within the sect, and established such a small village in this remote place. Elder Li stroked his beard and said while reminiscing.
Luo Ling was shocked, entering the Void Realm was a big realm after the Shenyuan Realm, he never thought that such an ordinary and unremarkable old man was actually a strong man who had entered the Void Realm! I saw him clenching his fists slightly towards Li Lao, and said respectfully: "Li Lao has been raised, in fact, I have something to hide from you.........
Li Lao waved his hand and interrupted Luo Ling's words: "I know what you want to say, I have heard about the legend of another continent for a long time, and the holy power you used before should be the Holy Power of the Paladin, which is stronger than I imagined." Ninazu's predecessor was a highly respected man, and he was also a generation of miracle doctors, and I had a friendship with him in the early years, and this time he passed by here and told me about you, take it, he asked me to give it to you. ”
I saw that Li Lao turned his hand and took out a tattered sword full of rust, the only thing that was still intact was the three translucent blue gems inlaid on the hilt.
"This is the Holy Sword Durandel, which was salvaged from the sea by your predecessor Rhodes four hundred years ago, and has been passed down from generation to generation, I should have given it to you when I got it, but Ninazu said to me that I must give it to you after you have gone through an ordeal. ”
Luo Ling looked at the rusty long sword and wondered, "Why do you have to go through an ordeal to give it to me, and this sword seems to be broken." ”
Elder Li seemed to have expected Luo Ling to ask like this, and said with a smile: "Because this sword will only be picked up by qualified people! You have now shown your bravery under the witness of the holy sword, it has recognized you, and as for its good or bad, you will know it when you take it!"
Although Luo Ling still had some puzzlement, he didn't say more, raised his hand and took the long sword.
Hearing the sound of "buzz", a light and shadow suddenly rushed out from the blade of the sword, forming the shape of a person.
"Welcome, young paladin!"