Chapter 142: Tracking 2
'Snort'
Freya's entire form vanished in an instant, and the disappearance of the target caused the man to thud in place.
The dirt under his feet was trampled into two deep pits, and the black sword was held casually in his hand, and the man looked around with a cold gaze.
Circles of thick black air slowly climbed up his body, these air currents twisted and tumbled like liquid, and a trace of cold breath spread out from his body.
"Interesting, I didn't expect it to be just a task, but I actually came across it"
But before he could finish his words, suddenly, a scorching crimson flame storm suddenly appeared on his head.
'Buzz Buzz'
A loud buzzing sound mixed with an astonishing coercion struck directly at the man.
'Ding Ding'
Countless bright sparks suddenly burst out, and the originally dark night seemed to be set off with huge fireworks at this time.
Imprinted in the lake next to it, it has a different kind of beauty.
"Damn!!" A dull roar rang out in the midst of a firestorm.
'Boom! ’
A black greatsword suddenly stretched out in the middle of the red storm, and then slashed open......
The ongoing firestorm came to an abrupt end.
'Whew'
With a slight sound of air currents, Freya's figure suddenly appeared not far away, staring coldly ahead, the red dagger in her hand had returned to its original pitch black at this time, but the blade was full of gaps.
And there was still a little flame burning in the center of the storm just now, and the black-armored man stood in the scorched place, casually tearing off the fabric that was still burning on the side of his body.
Looking at the man's appearance, Freya had a slightly solemn look on her face, although the blow just now was not her strongest swordsmanship, but the combination of the scorching touch and her ultimate understanding of the sword created the 'waltz', even if he was the peak of the great knight, he should not be unharmed.
But when she saw the black air flow slowly rolling around the man, her eyes shrank slightly, and she seemed to understand something.
"This is the aura of his knight's peak?"
She was also forcibly promoted to the pinnacle of knighthood by blue earrings. At that time, her aura was silver tassel-shaped, completely different from the man in front of her.
But now it seems that there is something unknown at the peak of the knight except for the qualitative change in the appearance of the peak qi itself.
Just as Freya was thinking, the black-armored man not far away twisted his neck slightly, making a crisp clicking sound, and his burly body shook violently, and his already tall and strong body seemed to swell a lot.
He stepped out of the charred earth, a cruel expression on his face, and stared at Freya word for word. "You're good. Woman, my name is Skana and this will be the last name you remember! ”
The clear words made Freya feel a strong killing intent in them.
'Boom'
This time the man didn't use the same special dashing technique as before, and his body was extremely real and ran towards her, his heavy body stepping on the lawn and picking up large swaths of black dirt.
In Freya's line of sight, she seemed to see the distorted black air currents on the black-armored man's body slowly transforming into a strange-looking pitch-black scorpion.
The black sword in his hand is the sharp tail spike of a scorpion.
'Is it a hallucination?' No, no, it's special swordsmanship! She didn't feel a trace of energy, but her eyes froze slightly.
The figure retreated again. Her cross sword had corroded in the test area, and she hadn't replenished it in order to hurry, and the hardness of the dagger in her hand couldn't do him any damage, although she had enough confidence in her swordsmanship. But if you fight with each other, you won't take advantage of anything at all.
'It seems that the only way to contain it is to use witchcraft, and then look for an opportunity to kill with one blow'
Freya felt a sharp sensation suddenly appear between her eyebrows, which made her bow her head almost instinctively.
'Poof!! ’
A small, bottomless black hole appeared in the place of her head. The black-armored man smiled, his body accelerated suddenly, and the strange scorpion phantom on his body also suddenly lifted the huge clamp in front of him.
Two fierce winds pressed against the lawn towards Freya's waist.
This shadowy sword style is different from her bayone. It always made her feel sticky, as if the pitch-black aura on the black-armored man had a stagnant quality.
The sharpness of her waist gave her the illusion of coldness.
Her face remained unchanged, her eyes quickly swept to the left and right, and Freya suddenly stretched out her hand to pat the ground under her feet.
The green light flickered, and the otherwise quiet lawn jerked up a bunch of huge brown roots, dragging her body up.
'Click'
Before the roots of the tree could fully grow, they were directly cut off by an invisible blade and scattered into a pile of wood chips.
Freya took advantage of this drag and suddenly shot the dagger in her hand in mid-air.
A slight buzz caused the black dagger to cut a clear white mark in the air.
'Ding. ’
There was a crisp sound, and in the middle of the phantom of the scorpion pincer was a black dagger, and the man had a hideous face holding the dagger, but his eyes were staring at Freya who fell to the ground, and his tone was arrogant. "Don't play this trick anymore, you're also a big knight, show yours"
'Boom!! ’
The purple flames burst violently, right in the man's hand.
Freya's face turned slightly pale after using two witchcraft in a short period of time, but looking at the purple flame, her eyes were cold, and the only remaining dagger slowly condensed into a white air current, and a trace of red fire lit up.
'Sword-Split!' ’
'Whew!! ’
A flaming short spear appeared in her hand, and the white air flow around her body condensed behind her, forming two slender silver-white tassels.
"Since the attack power is not enough, then stack a few more times!"
Her long golden hair floated slightly in the firelight, and Freya's figure suddenly disappeared in place.
I saw that a long red line slowly bloomed in the darkness, followed by a scorching violent wind current.
The purple flame that had just burst out suddenly condensed, and the middle of the flame was squeezed by the wind current, forming a fist-sized hollow, revealing black armor.
In the man's pupils, Freya's face instantly appeared, and it carried a terrifying power.
'Whew! ’
The red flame spear swirled and pierced the armor, then the flesh, then the bones!
Finally through the body.
The purple flames were still burning, and the flaming spear in Freya's hand slowly shrank, finally turning into a pitch-black dagger in the middle.
"It's over" felt the viscous blood in her hands, and Freya breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
However, just as she had just let her guard down, a strong danger suddenly hit her.
"Black Scorpion Attack!"
In a deep voice, the pitch-black sword slashed silently.
'Bell! ''Bang!! ’
The pitch-black dagger shattered in an instant, but fortunately, Freya was not cut in two by taking advantage of this block, but was knocked out of the way.
Tumbling and gliding for a long distance through the lawn, Freya stuck her arm in the ground and pulled a deep scar before she stopped.
Half of the weak nightgown had been cut open, revealing the white skin and underwear inside, and Freya stood up with a gloomy face and directly tied the nightgown to block.
At this time, she felt a dull feeling in her chest, and she had suffered a lot of internal injuries.
'Poof'
A small mouthful of blood spat out.
Without wiping the blood from her mouth, Freya's eyes showed a strong killing intent.
"It's been a long time since anyone forced me like this, and I deserve to be the pinnacle of the Great Knight!" The cold voice seemed to freeze a living being.
In front of Freya, the black-armored man stared at Freya with a scorched face, the arrogance in his eyes long gone, replaced by deep solemnity.
The blood hole in his abdomen didn't seem to cause him fatal damage, but the black aura around his body was much weaker, and the strange scorpion phantom disappeared.
Although the physique that breaks through the limits of the human body is terrifying, it is impossible that there is not a single blood hole in the abdomen that is not dead, and I think there must be some secret technique on this person.
Shaking his body slightly, the black-armored man touched the blood hole in his abdomen, as if he felt Freya's strong killing intent, and he frowned slightly.
"Woman, although you are very strong, if you want to kill me, you also need to pay a big price, why don't we forget it, how about it? I won't pursue what you're snatching either. ”
"Oh? Are you serious? Freya tilted her head slightly, but her cold eyes were the same.
"Of course, I swear by the honor of the Great Knight." He clenched his fist and placed it on his chest.
His words were tempting, but Freya was not convinced, the treasure of the Tidal Gem was very precious to any wizard, and even if he could not say it, the wizard had a way to find her through the subtle clues.
Otherwise, Freya wouldn't have used the ashes to extinguish all three of them before.
"Well, since you say that, there's no way around it." Spreading her hands, Freya made an indifferent move, and the killing intent that had been condensed slowly dissipated.
The black-armored man not far away saw Freya relaxing, and he slowly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
He slowly retreated in front of Freya, his sword making defensive gestures as if he were watching her every move.
When you reach a safe distance, you can completely relax.
"Damn! I'm going to be recuperating for a while this time! That woman damn it! The whole body was completely submerged in darkness, and the black-armored man covered the wound on his abdomen with a gloomy face, and walked in a certain direction with his footsteps extremely fast.
The originally coagulated blood hole also slowly cracked open the flesh at this time.
This caused him to quickly pull out a bottle of green liquid from the gap in the black armor and quickly smear it on it.
However, just as he turned the corner of an alley, a blood-red light suddenly shrouded his head.
A cold, unusual voice appeared at the same time.
"You know, what I hate the most is when people secretly speak ill of me behind my back!"
Immediately afterward, a firebird made of countless flames and air currents smashed down.
'The Final Chapter of the Sword - Blood Bird' (To be continued......