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The scream of arrows breaking through the air echoed in the sky above the Cantran military camp for a long time, and Groan, who was surrounded by soldiers, had subconsciously closed his eyes and waited for death when he noticed the abnormality, and a helpless and gloomy expression could be vaguely seen on his face.

His mind went blank, and all his complicated thoughts shattered and disappeared the moment the arrow flew out.

Does he have what it takes to dodge countless powerful arrows? No! So the only thing he could do was wait for death to come.

However, death seemed to come a little slowly, slower than he had imagined, and he thought that his own delusion of consciousness had led time to slow down, because his body had not felt the piercing pain of the arrow breaking through the leather armor and penetrating his body.

He did not dare to open his eyes, there were very few people who really dared to face the bloody death, and he was obviously no longer among them, he was afraid that when he opened his eyes, an arrow would come out in front of his eyes, and then, cruelly, into his head.

The thought was terrifying, and there was more horror in his consciousness.

Waiting for death is undoubtedly a painful thing, you know when you will die suddenly, maybe the next moment, or the next moment, human patience is limited, especially when death is delayed.

There will come a time when people will collapse completely.

Groan was about to break down because he wasn't dead yet.

So, he decided to open his eyes.

His blurred vision began to blur, and he didn't see the terrifying scene of the arrow in front of him, but he saw something else that shocked and frightened him.

He saw a hedgehog.

No, to be more precise, he saw a man covered in black arrows!

And this man, he's DeWitt!

……

Devitt's eyes widened in disbelief, and the look on his face remained the same as the arrows rained down his body.

The vitality of the upper powerhouse is undoubtedly strong, even if countless death-defying arrows are shot into the body, even if the heart is broken and several holes are torn, DeWitt still does not fall down and die.

His mind seemed to froze and stop. Motionless.

For a long time, for a long time.

He turned his head, which was wearing a helmet and couldn't make out his face, and his dark gaze was staring at a man from afar.

"Why?"

His voice was not loud, but it was heard by everyone in the silence, including the man DeWitt was looking at.

His question was simple.

Yes, why is the arrow shot by the crossbow not aimed at the young swordsman in front of him, but at him?

The man's answer was equally succinct and direct.

"Because of the Earl's orders."

The man stood up, dressed in a neat military uniform, standing with his back straight, his face solemn and indifferent.

"Why?"

DeWitt repeated again, this time. His problems have clearly changed.

He wanted to ask. Why did the Earl kill him?

"I'll answer that question."

It wasn't the officer in DeWitt's sight who said this. Following the prestige, the besieging soldiers parted on either side, and he saw a man walking slowly.

He was no stranger to this man, one could even say that he was familiar with it.

Because. This man was none other than the Earl of Heather.

Devitt opened his mouth, he wanted to say something, but his throat was choked by the blood gushing up.

"Was it a surprise?"

Earl Heather looked carefully at the subordinate he had once trusted the most, and his old face showed a strange calm.

"You found out?"

Devitt couldn't stop the sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of bright scarlet came out of his mouth, and the dark eyes hidden in the helmet were closely fixed on the lord he had once been loyal to, and suddenly said something inexplicably.

"You've hidden it well, so good that I think you'll be a pillar of Rodeway in the future, but it's a pity ......"

Earl Heather sighed slightly. He understood what DeWitt meant, or maybe there were things that only they knew.

"Since when?"

Devit trembled, as if the strength in his body could no longer support his heavy body, and he propped up the ground with his sword. Try to keep yourself in a standing position.

"The time you saved me at the hands of Bai Xize." Earl Heather said.

"I'm puzzled, which detail was flawed back then?!" Devitt Road.

"I didn't find any flaws in the details back then." Earl Heather said.

"What about you?"

"Because that night, someone secretly told me." Earl Heather said.

"Who is he?" DeWitt clenched the hilt of his sword tightly, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

"I don't know." Earl Heather said calmly.

"You don't know?" DeWitt seemed to feel humiliated.

"Yes, because that mysterious person only gave me a secret letter, a secret letter that only I know, and from beginning to end, I don't know who that person is!" Earl Heather confessed.

Devit was silent for a long time, and he shook his head and laughed.

"Turns out someone doesn't want you dead."

Listening to the meaning of his words, he seemed to know something.

"Do you know who that person is?" Earl Heather said lightly.

"I don't know, but I know he must be my enemy, no, it should be said, he must be our enemy."

I, we.

DeWitt explained it in two different meanings, and the meaning of them is self-evident.

He's not alone.

"Why did you choose to attack me today?"

"Because I wasn't sure to kill you before...... But today, the opportunity has come. With that, Earl Heather moved his gaze to Xia Lan, who was not far away, and said, "Fortunately, he did not disappoint me. ”

"I see."

At this moment, DeWitt finally cleared all his doubts.

"No wonder you put me in charge of receiving him, and the Life Essence is also a trap you deliberately revealed to me, right?"

"Yes, because I know you've always wanted it." Earl Heather said. "But if there is an outsider who has done nothing and obtained the life essence just because of Ofried's recommendation, then you must be very unwilling, and even angry."

"I'm really angry." DeWitt admitted. "I have been loyal to you for more than ten years, but in the end what I want is given to an outsider, and I don't think anyone will accept this result."

"So you willingly walked into the trap I laid out." Earl Heather said.

"Is it worth it?" Devitt seemed to sigh.

"It's worth it." Earl Heather said.

"Even if you lose the sharpest spear in your hand?" Devitt Road.

"Because I don't want that spear to lose all of Rodway." Earl Heather said lightly.

"It seems that the contents of that secret letter are even richer than I thought." DeWitt let out a real sigh this time.

"Yes, that includes who you really are." Earl Heather said.

Devitt looked around, and saw that the soldiers who had once admired and loyal to him had changed to cautious vigilance, and even there was a trace of fear and consternation in their eyes that ordinary people could not see. Perhaps they didn't expect that the enemy they faced would be the one they once revered most.

"Do you think you can kill me like this?"

He stood up straight, the sword in his hand held tightly in his hand, and looked at Earl Heather proudly.

Earl Heather looked at DeWitt, who was covered in arrows, how could he look at the other party as if he was about to die, and why did he have the confidence to say such a thing now? He frowned slightly, as if puzzled.

"I admit that the strong are strong, but the strong will also die."

"I'm not going to die."

DeWitt said to Count Heather, and he said with certainty, confidence, and no question!

"Kill him!"

Earl Heather's face turned cold. As soon as the words came out. The soldiers armed with crossbows around them immediately shot their bows that had already been wound and prepared.

However.

They didn't wait for them to pull the trigger and shoot arrows. Devitt roared angrily, and countless arrows stuck in his body shot out from his body in all directions in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, a scream of pain echoed among the besieged soldiers.

"Huh?!"

Then. DeWitt suddenly let out a puzzled look, and he looked at the Earl of Heather, who looked at the stunned Earl of Heather, or more precisely, at the young swordsman who had stopped him from shooting arrows in front of him.

"You want to protect him?" He asked.

"I'm protecting the Life Essence." Xia Lan said calmly.

At this time, the soldiers who reacted around raised their shields and long swords in front of Count Heather, if it wasn't for the young swordsman in front of him just now, I am afraid that Count Heather would have died under DeWitt's sudden means just now, and it is really terrifying to think about it now.

"Young strong man, kill him, and the essence of life will be yours. I swear by the surname of my grandfather Achill! ”

Earl Heather is worthy of being a figure who has experienced countless ups and downs, and after calming down, his face full of traces of the vicissitudes of time was full of coldness and solemnity towards Xia Landao.

"As you wish!"

"By you?!"

Listening to the conversation between the two, DeWitt laughed uncontrollably.

As soon as the words fell, Xia Lan in front of him suddenly disappeared. DeWitt's laughter stopped abruptly, and his expression suddenly became extremely cautious.

"Don't try to hide my perception from this little trick!"

With a low roar, DeWitt's longsword immediately slashed into the blank space behind him.

"Qiang—"

The collision and friction of the long swords caused a violent harsh sound, and DeWitt, who had blocked Xia Lan's surprise sword, was about to take advantage of the situation to counterattack, but unexpectedly, he saw a cruel smile on the handsome face of the young man in front of him.

The white wolf breaks the night

Feeling the light of the long sword in his hand, DeWitt, who suddenly felt bad in his heart, turned his sword momentum, and with the instinct of battle and danger, he blocked the long sword towards his neck, and the next moment, his eyes suddenly straightened.

The expected sword did not fall on the neck, but on the ......

He lowered his head, only to see a long sword with orange glowing in his abdomen, and mysterious inscriptions and symbols could be faintly seen on the sword.

It's-

"Boom!"

Xia Lan spat out a word lightly.

Suddenly, the long sword inserted in DeWitt's abdomen glowed with a dazzling orange-red brilliance!

Bang -

There was a muffled sound, and countless blood mist filled the air.

In the countless pairs of eyes of the people around them, they were stunned to see a huge blood hole appear in DeWitt's abdomen!

"Slash!"

Another simple word, a cyan sword light flashed, and DeWitt's head fell.

Devitt was about to fall into dark eyes, and at the last glance, he saw a back, a figure holding a double sword.

One bite is orange and one is green. (To be continued)