Chapter 9: The Curse of Fulfillment

The arena was located on the edge of Camp Hudson, and the collapse of the stands soon attracted a large number of camp guards. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info[燃^ζ–‡^δΉ¦εΊ“][]. [774] [buy]. At this moment, on the path leading to the arena, there were nearly thirty or forty guards with long swords.

These hideous-looking guys had clearly walked to the gate of the arena at this moment, but they couldn't go any further.

Because someone stood in front of them.

As soon as the man stepped out of the arena, he knocked the first wave of oncoming guards on his back.

Dean picked up a branch and lightly drew a horizontal line on the path in front of him.

"You can just stand like that, but if you take a step over the line I'll kick you back." Dean smiled softly.

In the cell, Dean and Shi Qing came to an agreement. The old guy and Hudson in the stands were settled by Shi Qing, and the task of holding back reinforcements fell to Dean. After Dean threw Shi Qing into the stands, he ran to the only path leading to the arena gate to block the opposing reinforcements.

Although the large number of guards was agitated, no one dared to challenge Dean first. The five guards who had attacked Dean before were already considered the elite under Hudson's command, but now they fell to the ground with broken arms and legs, howling non-stop.

One of the knights brought by Laurel frowned and whispered something to the guards beside him, who trotted away.

In a few moments, the guards ran back, followed by a bound prisoner of the camp.

The knight at the head drew his sword and put it on the neck of a prisoner, glaring at Dean with fierce eyes: "Little ghost, you can continue to stop us, but we will not be idle." ”

After saying that, the knight wiped his long sword on the coolie's neck with a slight force, and the coolie was already frightened, and his legs trembled and begged for mercy.

"Haha, it's unfortunate that this guy has a bit of a holiday with me, you found the wrong hostage." Dean looked at Huck with the rag still wrapped around his hand and smiled.

It turned out that the guards had brought Huck who had been in the same cage with Dean before.

"Hey! You can't do that! I was too much before, you don't remember the villain, save me! Huck screamed for help to Dean.

The knight at the head frowned, clenched his sword slightly, and prepared to kill this useless hostage.

Who knew that Huck Dog jumped over the wall and got the courage out of nowhere, stepped on the knight hard, and took the opportunity to break free from the knight's control and ran towards Dean.

Dean actually just wanted to scare this unlucky guy named Huck, and was thinking about how to save Huck while the knight was unprepared, but he didn't expect this kid to escape by himself.

Huck gasped and sat down at Dean's feet, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Dean smiled and ripped the rope off this guy's body: "It's your fate, run for your life now, it's up to you whether you can run out or not." ”

With that, Dean took a few steps forward. Fearing that the knight on the opposite side would repeat his old tricks, Dean stepped on the horizontal line on the ground and no longer delayed time, and prepared to start taking the initiative to attack.

However, just as Dean was slowly accumulating strength, a thunderclap suddenly exploded behind him!!

"Boom!!"

Dean was blown away by a sudden thunderbolt from behind, knocking down five or six of the guards who didn't have time to dodge.

Looking at Dean lying motionless on the ground in the distance, his back was scorched black. Huck, who had been standing behind Dean before, smiled and shook the glowing cane hidden in his sleeve.

"You still owe me seven punches, don't just up......"

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In the stands in the arena, Shi Qing's weak-legged mistake was caught by Laurel.

Shi Qing's current situation is a bit of a dilemma, if he raises his sword to block Laurel's heavy slash, he will be pierced by the flying sword that comes straight through; If the horizontal sword is blocked in front of the chest, then his shoulder will be directly cut off by Laurel.

If an ordinary person is in a crisis, he will definitely choose to give up his arm to save his life. But in fact, Laurel is even more insidious. If Shi Qing really abandoned his right shoulder to block the flying sword, then Laurel would cut Shi Qing's head off with a sword from vertical to horizontal slashing.

Therefore, the moment Shi Qing's legs were unbalanced and weak, the ending was doomed to death.

The flying sword came in an instant, and Shi Qing in the field was stabbed in the heart by a sword!

The long sword in Laurel's hand was already hanging over Shi Qing's neck, but it only sank into his skin for less than half an inch before stopping. And the flying sword that pierced Shi Qing's heart was still inserted in Shi Qing's chest, but at this time, it had lost contact with its owner and no longer hummed.

Laurel is dead.

Laurel stared incredulously, looking at the long sword that had sunk into his neck, and let out two ugly grunts with blood bubbles in his mouth.

At this moment, Shi Qing had exhausted all the strength of his body, slowly let go of his left hand holding the sword, and whispered: "I don't have a heart, you ...... Can't kill me. ”

After saying this unbelievable sentence, Shi Qing fainted.

And Laurel didn't know until he died that Shi Qing's weak legs were deliberately sold to him. This audacious Hariran swordsman was to bet that he would stab himself in the heart with a flying sword, that is, that he would not be as fast as the sword that slashed at his neck.

Shi Qing won the bet, but he still couldn't guarantee that he would survive.

At this moment, he was too seriously injured, and the torture of the previous few days was already the end of the crossbow. Moreover, there is now a fat man in the ruins of the stands in addition to him and the already dead Laurel.

Hudson slowly drew the beautiful sword that his uncle had given him at his waist, his eyes full of uncontrollable anger. He couldn't accept that his uncle died on the show he arranged. At this moment, he has nothing else on his mind except revenge, he wants to cut off Shi Qing's head and hang it on the flagpole!

Hudson staggered through the rubble to Shi Qing, who was dead on the edge of the wall.

He raised his gorgeous sword, aimed it at Shi Qing's neck, and raised it with all his might!

Suddenly, Hudson was hit by something, lost his balance and took a few steps towards the edge of the wall. He twisted his fat neck with all his might, and saw the skinny little girl he was toying with between the applause.

The skinny girl noticed that Hudson had not been pushed off the fence at once, and her eyes were full of horror. But soon, the horror in his eyes turned to determination!

She took two more steps forward, pushing Hudson, who was already crumbling on the edge of the wall, down.

Hudson didn't bother screaming and fell off the wall.

Although the walls were high, Hudson's fat seemed to protect him well.

Hudson's left leg seemed to have been bruised, but that didn't affect his mouth in the slightest: "Stinky girl, you're so tired!" When I go up, I'll feed you to my lion!" Just like your idiot dad! ”

During the days she was abducted, the little girl was often beaten and scolded by Hudson. And during this time, the little girl also learned that her father had died a year earlier. It is said that because Hudson's cruelty and resistance could not be endured, Hudson threw him into the lion's cage and was brutally eaten.

The little girl who was threatened at this moment did not have any timidity, and the anger in her eyes was clearly visible.

"Really? I see that the lion prefers you. ”

Hudson's heart sank as soon as he thought of a retort, and he finally remembered where he was.

This is the arena he personally supervised, and here are the lions and tigers he raised.

Hudson slowly turned his head to the center of the arena, where several lions were slowly approaching. He remembered the order he had ordered the guards to starve the lions to increase their ferocity; He remembered the excitement and pleasure of watching the beast eat man; He remembered the curse of the little girl's father at sunset that day......

"One day, you will be eaten by your lion until there are no bones left!"

The lions swarmed up and soon tore the fat man to shreds.

The little girl finally avenged her father, but she was not happy in the slightest, after all, his father was dead.

She turned away from the bloody scene in the arena and walked over to Shi Qing, who had passed out.

Shi Qing's slightly undulating chest still had the flying sword inserted in it, and the little girl used her hand to cover Shi Qing's bleeding right shoulder wound.

"You don't want to die!" The little girl bit her lip tightly and said.

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Warlocks are the most mysterious people in this continent, and they often possess magical abilities.

Some people say that they can turn stones into gold and be rich enough to rival the country; Some say they have the divine power to bring the dead back to life and save lives; Others say they can move mountains and reclaim seas and wipe out a city-state in the blink of an eye.

But Huck, who is a papal warlock, knows that these are all farts.

Huck was blessed with the death of his parents when he was a child, but he was lucky enough to meet an elderly recluse. When he was young, the old warlock didn't want to be tied up, so he was always alone, but when he got older, he regretted it. So, he raised Huck as his grandson.

The old warlock taught the child all his skills without reservation, but the child reported to the Holy See the secret of his time as a revolutionary army on the day he became an adult.

Faced with the disbelief in the old warlock's eyes, Huck only smiled lightly.

"Since you don't have anything to teach me, then give me a better future with your life."

So, from that day on, Huck became a papal warlock.

A Holy See Warlock, as the name suggests, is a Warlock who has been certified by the Holy See. Enjoy many of the benefits of the Holy See and enjoy many privileges. Compared with some local petty officials, his status is more than a step higher. And the revolutionary army, which has been fighting with the Church for several years, calls these guys the lackeys of the Holy See.

The reason why the Holy See warlocks have such a good treatment is directly proportional to their ability.

These warlocks tend to have strong combat abilities and can attack with their own unique spells. Everyone's spells are different, so no one can guarantee that they can defeat a powerful warlock.

Huck was very young, and at the age of his early twenties, he had become the most respected cultivator among the Holy See. But not long ago, he accidentally provoked a gloomy man with a face as white as snow and eyes as thin as a willow. As a result, he was immediately sent to this dilapidated camp by his superiors, pretending to be a prisoner to monitor Laurel's work progress.

And Dean's appearance brings a turnaround for Huck, as long as this kid makes a big fuss. Then there is no need to hide your identity anymore, and once it is exposed, you don't need to stay in this hellish place.

In fact, everything is going smoothly as he planned.

At present, Laurel and Shi Qing are both defeated, and Huck has also successfully caught the mantis cicada and taken this head credit. It seems that if you want to return to the center of the Holy See, it should be just around the corner.

Huck thought to himself, and a smile slowly spread across his lips.

However, a sentence interrupted his beautiful reverie.

"A thunderbolt, how can it be counted as a ten punch, right? That ......"

Dean slowly got up from the ground, his blackened back still smoking.

He wiped the blood that spilled from the corner of his mouth, slapped the dust off his body with a grin, and said, "Now it's my turn to beat you." ”

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