Chapter Eighty-Five: A Perfect Blow

Richard's dagger seemed to be shrouded in a faint aura at all times. This kind of aura can make the black-clothed masked man on the opposite side feel very unbearable when it touches the finger tiger made of metal. It's a horrible practice. A practice that makes people feel like there's nothing to hide.

Richard didn't feel the end in his heart. Because I'm going to wield the most perfect dagger. That would be the end. But at the moment, I haven't succeeded. I'm working on it. See if you can use it out. The black-clad masked man on the opposite side seemed to be fighting to the death.

As Richard himself, he is actually unwilling to face life and death with the black-clothed masked man. But as Richard himself, he had no choice but to do so. In fact, everything is a very good compromise when it feels like a last resort. That's it. Richard himself understood. Anything that has reached the point where it can be controlled. That's why Richard thinks so at the moment.

It's time to make a move. Richard was already fully aware of the other party's inadequacy at this time. But let's be honest. Use this perfect dagger. I'm really not sure. I just know that I have mastered this method. But it's hard to succeed. A lot of things in the world. It's not that you've mastered the method. will be successful. It's not that simple.

talked about Richard's fate with the dagger. It goes back to a very moving historical legend on Earth. This story takes place in the ancient East. A story of that time in the Orient for thousands of years. This story is one that Richard loved so much until now.

Because Richard himself was able to feel like that. It is that I can learn the basic truth of being a human being from this story. In fact, this is the original flavor of this thing. Richard was originally told a legend like this. And loved everything here. Now Richard knew he was going to start over.

This is a character that makes people want to go back in time when they talk about it. In the far east. There has been a period like this before. It's here that the war is very serious. And there are a lot of small types of countries. These countries are directly engaged in some wars with each other. Some ordinary residents are in such a war-torn environment. Life is very painful.

Against the backdrop of such war. There must be some countries that are relatively strong. Some countries are relatively weak. One of the very powerful countries began to invade the others. And they wantonly rely on their great power to provoke wars. Destroying the peace.

In some very weak countries. In some countries, the princes spontaneously began to recruit brave people. Go and complete a very difficult task. It's a very difficult task. But no one ever wanted to do it. Because at that time, it was thought that it was a matter of nine deaths and one life. No one wants to do it.

But among these people. There really is such a thought that the hero accepted such a task. This mission is to assassinate the monarch of the country that provoked the war. This task can be said to be more serious than nine deaths. And by the side of the emperor of this powerful country. There are countless masters on the side to protect it. It is simply impossible to succeed. Even if there is a small chance of being able to kill that king. But in fact, for the warriors, they still have to face death.

But this warrior named Jin Ge really didn't care about any of this. Instead, I actually got involved in it. It's incredible. It is said that on the day when Jin Ge was going to participate in the mission. In situ many people know. There are snowflakes floating here. Then the hero with the dagger on his back set off alone. What a touching picture.

The results are actually predictable to anyone. It's that person who actually failed. The heroes of Nago don't even have the emperor in this. I was stabbed by the moment around me. History never records those who fail but go unnoticed. But this time it was an exception. Because this time someone really started to spread the story.

Actually for this story. When Richard first heard the story. This is actually the picture in my mind. It was on such a snowy night. The hero alone carries a dagger on his back to carry out an impossible mission. The responsibility that heroes dare to bear. The helplessness of the hero's loneliness. The kind of hero who has the greatness of the world in mind. All made Richard feel a lot of emotion in an instant.

That's from then on. Richard's screen name and pen name have always been under the same name as Jin Ge. Actually, it's not what Jin Ge Iron Horse means. Just to honor and honor the person who is in the story and history. Motivate yourself to work in that direction. Go ahead.

Now Richard allowed himself to re-moderate the images of those stories. And then I slowly let myself become very ethereal. Then close your eyes. For a moment I felt the dagger breathing. I'm no longer Richard. It's the one who walks through the void. From the ancient Jin Ge. Holding the same dagger himself.

Then he casually integrated his own perception into the fighting technique of the dagger. Then Richard swung out a long rainbow. A dagger of brilliance. This simply not ride is a perfect move. It's simple though. Just a simple slide. But at the moment, it is as free and natural as mountains and flowing water. It's as ordinary and ordinary as falling leaves and flowing water.

But it doesn't seem to be good-looking. But there's a lot of content in it. The closer something is to perfection, the more complex it is. And it can't be complicated. So Richard after using this trick. It feels perfect. The drumming is not flawless. But the power did really surprise Richard.

Richard had slowly reveled in that realm. Completely unable to extricate himself. This time. Richard also tried very hard to make himself feel something very sensitive. But at this time, the sound of metal falling to the ground made Richard feel very clear. What's going on?

I see. Over here. Unexpectedly, the black-clothed masked man's metal finger tiger lacquered ten-centimeter iron spike actually fell to the ground. Cut off by Richard. And the strip of masked cloth on the face of the black-clad masked man also fell off. What a perfect piece. Almost everything. Impeccable. Now it's time to take your time to solve these things. Richard allowed himself to open his eyes at this time. Looking at the person in front of him, he was a little familiar. But it's true that there is no image alive, and there is only a small image.