As I spoke, a dazzling golden light suddenly rose into the sky in the center of the field, causing my whole body to feel uncomfortable. The blinding charm that had been placed there before www.biquge.info Pen, Fun, Pavilion was broken almost instantly. With a golden light in his hand, and a coquettish pose, Phlega rushed straight to this side.

Charles also erupted in an instant, and the overwhelming black fog filled the sky, obscuring all light, making people feel like they had entered the end of the world. The left foot kicked lightly on the ground, and a dark red phantom flashed, and the person was already ten meters away.

Hiding to the side, watching the two of them each bring a gust of wind, black and gold collided violently, tearing each other apart, and couldn't help but speak. This is the correct way to open the pretend, to have momentum, to have a scene, it is simply a live broadcast blockbuster. I guess if Sanzang is here, I'm afraid I'll want to change careers directly.

Sebasdale was fairly in control, but there was a gloomy look on his face. The two chicks on the side were not so calm, worried and afraid of their master's safety, and finally developed to curse directly at Phrega, the content was quite rich, and some words I didn't even understand. But looking at the way Phrega skimmed over from time to time, he thought he understood everything!

As time passed, it became clear that Charles and Grega's power had diminished considerably. Not to mention the slowing down of the fight, Charles's figure is also losing weight a little bit. The occasional turn happened to let me see his skinny appearance, which was simply a humanoid skeleton.

However, Gregar did not get much better, the golden light began to dim, his hair turned gray, and the whole person took on a dying twilight. It was somewhat similar to Tyne's appearance before, and I think it was a desperate effort within the Templar.

"Aren't you going up up and helping?" asked Sebasdale with some curiosity, Charles's style of play is obviously consuming his own heritage, and the competition is who will fall first. Wouldn't these loyal descendants of him be in a hurry?

"The master will not let us interfere, this is the revenge he has been thinking about. In doing so, he can feel a little more comfortable. ”

"Oh, well!" Shut up and then pay attention to the movement on the field, and didn't continue to ask. Not to mention whether Sebasdale will talk about his master's private affairs with others, anyway, I don't have a hobby of revealing people's scars.

The black mist swept over the corpses of the Templars on the ground, and the two that were originally normal turned into pitch-black dried corpses in an instant. Charles seemed to have finally regained a little of his spirits, and appeared strangely in all kinds of tricky places, and finally caught a defensive hole when he got closer. Like a dagger, the black mist sword silently stabbed into the armpit, forcefully picking apart the arm that Phlega was trying to organize, and plunged straight into the flesh.

Fleet's greatsword was just a little closer to slashing at the back of Charles's head. But even these few centimeters of distance are like a moat that is difficult to cross, and no matter how unwilling Phlega is, his hands still hang down weakly.

The iron sword fell to the grass with a dull thud, like ringing the last funeral bell of Phrega's life.

The black mist that permeated the surroundings shrank back little by little, and Phlega was unsurprisingly a freshly baked corpse. Charles's figure puffed up little by little, gradually returning to his previous appearance.

The moonlight poured down without any hindrance, and the devastation of this place was unbearable, and everywhere it was desolate and mutilated. Charles stood in the moonlight, looking at the dried corpses on the ground, but there was no movement. The silence was terrible, and there was a faint sadness in the air.

Charles stood still for a long time, and felt out the ash vial, gently stroking the bottle as if he were caressing a lover. His thin lips opened and closed slightly, and he murmured, "Eliza! I've avenged you! ”

Just one sentence, as if he had exhausted the strength of his life, sighed, and put the ashes vial close to his body again. Then he turned his head to look this way, and his figure appeared on the bench in a flash.

Glancing sideways at me, his gaze suddenly empty, as if he was talking to me, but more like he was talking to himself, "Eliza is the only light in my long life." Just watching her smile made me feel like I was alive again from my heart, and it was a time of happiness that made me trance. However, Eliza was a devout believer, and she did not know that the god she believed in was actually my mortal enemy. ”

Charles's tone suddenly increased with remorse and hatred, "If I had made it clear to her from the beginning, would there have been no subsequent tragedies?" Eliza's brother was taken away by the Templar and became a paladin since he was a child, but their relationship is very close. Or rather, it was Grega, who actually had an unspeakable taboo love for his own sister.

Eliza did not hide her romance from her brother, but she did not know that it had angered Phlega. Unable to dissuade him, he actually wanted to imprison Eliza completely. Fortunately, I arrived in time, and Grega's strength was still very poor at that time, and he was no match for me at all. But I still can't hide my identity in front of him, my identity is revealed, and Phlega is even more angry.

I'll never forget the horror and surprise that flashed in Eliza's eyes, and for a few seconds, I felt like I had been suffering for thousands of years. Thankfully, Eliza chose me. The moment she held out her hand to me, it was as if I had the whole world, and at Eliza's request, I didn't do anything more to her brother.

We returned to the castle and lived a simple life, and before I could transform Eliza, tragedy had already happened. Fletca tricked Eliza out of the castle by playing the family card, and when I rushed into the temple at all costs, I saw Eliza dying at the stake. That brute of Grega actually sacrificed everything Eliza!

The Templar tried her best to keep me there completely, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't save Eliza, and I could only watch her aura disappear little by little. At the end of my life, she was still looking at me, and she told me to run! She kept me alive! ”

He laughed bitterly at himself, "I did survive, Sebasdale invited my old friend to rescue me, and finally got me out at the risk of a complete war." But I have no intention of living, and it is too cruel to be alone for thousands of years. While I was bent on dying, a hope suddenly appeared in front of me. It was a key, a key that might resurrect Eliza. (To be continued.) )