Chapter 51: The Road to Non-Killing
The northern army is fighting a bloody battle, but because the cavalry and the spirit are not as good as the south, they are already exhausted, and the whole army is divided into several sections, and the boundaries between the middle army, the left army, and the right army are already very blurred, and most of the soldiers are divided into small teams to fight separately. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Pascal continued to deploy soldiers to support the left, center, and right armies according to the battle situation, but the war also burned to the rear army, and the army in the south had already begun to engage the rear army, and the four squads of the Royal Soul Temple also joined the battle.
Pascal was quietly surrounded by the army of the North, his eyes closed to recuperate, as if waiting for something, he held one of the world's top staffs in his hand, the Heavenly Pivotal Staff, which was a well-deserved artifact, which could greatly amplify magic, and Pascal, who was holding the Celestial Pivotal Staff, was a little jealous even for a seventh-order spirit master.
Lan Ruo's exploding sword lit up with a blue-white burst array, and the exploding sword slashed hard, and several southern soldiers were cut away, because the exploding sword was heavy and had no edge, so they just broke their tendons and fractured and fainted.
Rei Si used magic bullets to pick out those stronger spirits in the rear to snipe, and Tao also used the fireball technique in the rear to order Guan Hu to burn the enemy, the fifth-order demon beast Guan Hu is indeed very strong, although its flames are not as good as dragon breath, but it can also burn people in the blink of an eye.
Shizuru shuttles among enemies with his eyes closed, and the stabbing of the Snow Needle Kiyoshi is unmistakably piercing through the center of each heart, and Shizuru can catch the sound of his heartbeat, so he will never stab.
At this time, more than a dozen feather arrows fell in a neat and consistent arc, Lan Ruo used the wide sword body of the exploding sword to block the chaotic arrows, and said urgently: "Jingliu, you cover the mercy, peach, your defense is not enough, take an oak shield to protect your face and heart, keep your body low, don't rush too far ahead, I'll go to the front to see if I can get rid of that small group of archers." β
After instructing the team members, without waiting for them to speak, Lan Ruo rushed forward with explosive speed, broke away from the cover area of his teammates, and rushed into the enemy formation in front.
Lan Ruo slashed away a few spearmen, and the archers drew out their waist scimitars, but Lan Ruo's fast and domineering explosive sword directly slashed the knife and the person to the side, although the explosive sword had no edge, but the heavy slash brought by the acceleration of the air explosion was not something that ordinary soldiers could withstand.
Suddenly, a girl appeared in front of Lan Ruo, it was a child who looked even more immature than Lan Ruo, she was wearing leather armor that did not match her figure, and raised her saber to Lan Ruo.
Whether it is the south or the north, even children have to be sent to the battlefield to fight each other, this world is really crazy!
Lan Ruo's hand paused, the explosive sword still slashed out, and the saber flew away, and the saber spun around in the air many times and stuck on the ground in the distance. The slashing force of the exploding sword was too great, the tiger mouths of the girl's hands were shattered, and the blood flowed straight down, she knelt on the ground without saying a word, and her body fell straight forward, facing such a thin and weak girl, even if she knew that she was an enemy, Lan Ruo still couldn't help but subconsciously reach out to help her.
A cold and sharp knife stabbed into Lan Ruo's body, like a cool and appetizing dessert, from the epidermis to the dermis, to the nerve tissue, to the fat, muscle, fascia, and finally rubbed the ribs with a tooth-sore sound.
The knife stabbed a little off, not hitting the heart, and at the same time, a strong burning sensation and paralysis penetrated Lan Ruo's whole body from the blade, Lan Ruo's eyes widened, looking at the girl in disbelief, and then slowly knelt down, temporarily losing the ability to move, it was the thunder attribute technique, and the girl in front of her was a spirit.
Lan Ruo smiled bitterly in his heart, yes, if he wasn't a spirit, how could he send such a child to the front line? I'm really careless, so let's end it like this......
The girl pulled out the knife, the expression on her pretty face was distorted, and she was about to make up for Lan Ruo again, when the tip of a black umbrella pierced her throat, and the girl looked at Qing Zijin who suddenly appeared in shock, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she just made a strange sound of "ho ho", and a lot of crimson blood flowed from the corners of her mouth.
Qing Zijin turned his head and asked Lan Ruo softly, "Are you okay?" β
Lan Ruo saw a drop of bright plum blood splashed on Qing Zijin's snow-like white face, which was extremely dazzling, her eyes were so cold that they flickered like ice flowers, Lan Ruo knew that it was Qing Zijin who saved herself, but she felt strange and scared of Qing Zijin's decisive killing, and the girl's expression before her death made Lan Ruo even colder.
Qing Zijin saw that Lan Ruo didn't react, and stretched out her hand to pull Lan Ruo up, Lan Ruo subconsciously moved her body to avoid it, a trace of horror flashed in her eyes, Qing Zijin was stunned, and then she lowered her eyes a little aggrieved, lowered her head and rushed forward, and joined the other members of the first team at the front.
Lan Ruo reacted at this time, it was obvious that Qing Zijin saved him, but he had that attitude, Lan Ruo reached out and wanted to grab Qing Zijin's hand and apologize to her, but he didn't catch it.
Lan Ruo watched Qing Zijin run forward, using the black umbrella to kill a bloody path in the southern army, and disappeared from Lan Ruo's sight in a blink of an eye, and Lan Ruo couldn't catch up at all.
Lan Ruo secretly said in her heart: It turns out that she has been silently protecting me just now......
When Qing Zijin came to Lan Ci's side, her body was already splashed with countless blood splashes, Lan Zi frowned and said, "Qing Zijin, don't run around on the battlefield, our first team is a whole." β
Qing Zijin nodded silently, but he thought of something else in his heart: I saved him, but he treated me like that, hmph, leave him alone, that fool will die...... However, I don't know if the wound on his chest is serious, alas, I hope he won't be so naΓ―ve anymore.
At this moment, a flame dragon suddenly swooped down and landed in front of the first team members, and the gale wind set off by the dragon wings brought Qing Zijin back to his senses.
At this time, in the sky, there is only one flame dragon left circling, this flame dragon on the young dragon knight is very lucky, he was not shot by Qingtian's black arrow, and now Qingtian is confronting the boss Silvereye's Yin Hunt, he must not be able to take care of himself, so, what else can stop a flame dragon knight from advancing on this battlefield? He is very excited, this is his first time fighting, this war is very crucial, if he can make a contribution, then his future will be smooth sailing, maybe he can even mix with the position of general or even commander.
He thought happily, and suddenly saw that the commander of the right army in the north actually took the lead in killing his own formation, he was a little angry, feeling that the other party really underestimated the army in the south, and he found that the person was actually a spirit who used the fire system to speak spiritually, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl, everyone knows that Yanlong is immune to flames, so, isn't that general a piece of fat at your fingertips? If you can kill him, you will be promoted to at least three ranks, and then the head of the Dragon Knights will have to listen to your own deployment.
The glory and military exploits of hunting the enemy generals tempted him, and his self-confidence was inflated wildly by the endless lust, and he forgot the order that Yin Hunt emphasized that he must not attack the enemy generals without permission, and decided to launch a surprise attack on the commander of the right army in the north.
The commander of the right army, Sakura Palace, abandoned his horse and walked deep into the enemy formation, for a spirit man of his level, the mount was basically just a burden, and no one dared to approach him, not even the soldiers from the north.
Because there was a raging fire burning around him, the upper body of the flame giant more than ten meters tall wrapped Sakura Palace Lin Dao in it, which was Lin Dao's own seventh-order speech spirit - Flame God Jiagu Tu.
Kakuto is a very depleting technique, but at the same time it has overwhelming destructive power, it is the embodiment of Sakuradiya Lindao, violent and crazy, the pillar of fire that spews out of its mouth is comparable to dragon breath, can melt gold and iron, and with every wave of its hand, dozens of soldiers will be turned into charred corpses, even among those soldiers there are soldiers from the north.
The reason why Sakuramiya Lindao is reused is precisely because he dares to kill, is good at killing, and loves to kill, and he thirsts for killing from the bottom of his heart.
Lin Dao suddenly felt a strong wind pressing on his head, and the fire giant moved as he wished, and pulled out a flame condensed sword from the body of the flame and slashed it away at an unpredictable angle and lightning speed, Yan Long let out a roar, and was slashed to the ground by this Yan knife, the power of the Yan Tai Knife was even above the sixth-order technique, but it failed to bring great damage to Yan Long, but the dragon knight on Yan Long failed to block this thunderous blow and was burned to ashes.
The Yan Dragon fell to the ground, and although the body of the dragon clan could be called steel and iron bones, it also fell into a whammy.
Lin Dao looked at Yanlong and yawned boringly: "I thought it was some kind of flying insect, but it turned out to be a dragon." β
Although the knight on the Yan Dragon is dead, the Yan Dragon's fighting spirit is not a little less, it knows that the fire magic of this human in front of it cannot kill itself, so it has no fear, only the anger of being knocked to the ground in its heart, it let out a terrifying roar, and crawled towards the Sakura Palace Forest Road on all fours, wanting to tear this human to pieces.
Lin Dao smiled bloodthirstily: "The flame cry of this seat is trembling, it must want to drink the blood of your beast, what color is your blood?" Is it cold, or is it hot? β
Lin Dao stretched out his hand to hold the big sword behind him, Yan Long stopped vigilantly, its ancient bloodline was reminding it that the knife was dangerous, it hesitated, remembering the human who could shoot itself down before, and felt that it was better to be careful, so it stood up upright and flapped its wings and wanted to fly away, that moment was its timid moment, and it was also its weakest moment, Lin Dao's figure flashed.
"Qiang-" No one saw how Lin Dao's flame cry came out of its sheath and how it returned to its sheath, only to see the Yan Dragon's hind legs broken at the knees, rose-red blood gushing out, it lost its balance and fell to the ground, and then raised its head and let out a miserable scream, but the sorrow also came to an abrupt end, a line of blood appeared on its neck, and then the huge dragon head slid down its neck.
"The sword envoy of the north, the sword of the Yan Sword Sakura Palace Lin Dao, really lives up to its reputation." A rustic voice praised.
When Lin Dao saw the middle-aged man like an ordinary farmer in front of him, he couldn't help frowning, and sighed: "I didn't expect the most tricky guy to let this seat be touched, why don't you go to our boss, it's really troublesome." β