Chapter 90: The Art of Running Away is not something you can learn if you want to

The walking corpse was cut into pieces between the swings of the sword light, and the familiar voice of the familiar person made Leo wonder if he had seen a hallucination, and pinched Fran's face fiercely.

"Pain, pain, pain! What are you doing? (--#)

"I'll see if it's a hallucination." (°-°)

"Pinch yourself!"

Fran stabbed his sword at Leo, but Leo didn't dodge, allowing Fran's sword to brush against his scalp, and a walking corpse's outstretched hand was cut off in his back.

"Ahem, it's good for young people to be motivated."

"Master Kanda!"

Immediately after that, Master Kanda also rushed here, just now he saw Fran jump directly in the air a few meters when the airship did not land, he did it himself when he was young, but now he has old arms and legs and does not dare to toss like this.

For this kind of dead who do not know pain and do not bleed, the slash of a cold weapon may be more effective and direct than that of a regular musket shot.

What's more, with this legendary swordsmanship master from another world doing it himself, Leo couldn't even see when Master Kanda drew his sword, and when he came to his senses, the master had already put the sword into the sheath, while a bunch of walking corpses were lying on the ground twitching but couldn't move.

"If there are many enemies, we should use more labor-saving methods"

Fran naturally understood, and followed the master's operation to swing the sword, only cutting off the tendon muscles and spinal nerves of the walking corpse, and the efficiency of dealing with the walking corpse skyrocketed.

With two melee masters on the fray, the walking corpses struggled to break through the defenses, and Fran's soldiers on airships began to bring down boxes of ammunition to replenish the musket team.

It's a pity that Fran is on a transport boat, otherwise the battle can end faster with a few more shells, but at this pace, I'm afraid it won't take long to clean up.

And in the shadow realm, at this moment, there was a luminous body fleeing frantically, not even daring to look back, the earth-shattering white light shattered the pride in its heart.

He wanted to keep transmitting the news back to the tribe, and countless years passed, and finally induced the descendants of the Holy Light to kill themselves, but it was suspected that there was a thing that was close to "god".

It didn't think it was the power of the ordinary who couldn't be in the ordinary human being, and in that blazing light he felt the plurality of great wills.

So before Roshan and the holy light came into contact, he didn't hesitate to choose to flee directly, even so, it seemed that he was still contaminated with something, and at this moment, his body was burning like a maggot attached to the bones.

"Hey~ Where are you in such a hurry?"

The fleeing luminous body froze, trying to find the direction of the sound, but nothing came of it, the sound was more like it sounded from its body, and it suddenly remembered a certain possibility, and it instantly became hysterical.

"It's you! How can it be! It's a scam."

"Who knows? But let me charge some interest first."

The luminous body seemed to be pinched by some invisible hand, and with a slight squeeze of the invisible hand, the luminous body burst like a bubble and dissipated into the shadow realm, as if it had never appeared.

And the battle on the cliff finally came to an end, Durandal looked at his holy tree blessing in distress, his own strength was insufficient, and the power in the sigil was consumed by continuously borrowing the power of the earth like this.

If I consume too much, will I be locked out of the barrier? And then stay outside for a few hundred years, wait for the enchantment to dissolve itself, and then wait for the old friends to come out of the solution one by one and say to themselves that it's been a long time?

So he decisively added a double seal to the sigil to prevent him from accidentally using it, and he didn't know where to replenish the power of the holy tree's blessing.

Remember Leo seems to have a crystal in his hand? Just thinking about Shun and coming over, but finally seeing Fran's face clearly, Durandal's eyes widened instantly, and his voice became sharp!

"Ahh It's you? ”

"Who?"

Fran looked left and right, and there was no one else around him, as if he was talking about himself?

Durandar instantly kicked that unrealistic idea out of his mind, it couldn't be impossible, no one and no elf could live so long, and some would have turned to ashes.

"It's nothing, delusion, this smell of burnt smoke makes me dizzy"

In a trance, he also forgot that he was going to touch the crystal, and turned to May, who looked at each other with strange expressions.

"That's all?"

"Well, I'm not going to fool anyone anymore"

"Well, so be it"

Maye was stunned, this is the end? Didn't you get arrested and tortured, let alone sent to the gallows?

"You believe me?"

"Why not? And that elf is stupid, I think she still doesn't deserve the race in terms of ability."

If Maye had deceived or had bad intentions, then the face-reading elf would not protect her like this, and what Maye said was more in line with her own judgment.

"But you haven't had a showdown with her yet?"

"....I don't know how to explain it to her"

As soon as he finished speaking, Durandal rushed over with a quick stride, and put his arm around May, like an old hen guarding her cubs.

"What do you want to do!"

"Nothing, but I think you're thinking too much"

This sentence was not only a reply to Durandal, but also to May, but the real listener was silent, and Fran also noticed the movement here, and just now he was very concerned that this miniature version of Maye's face was a little unkind.

"What the hell is she?"

"The maid's twin sister, it is said that her sister is a spy of the Holy Light Cult, she was discovered by the Shadow Cult before, and now she is the only one alive"

Fran's face instantly softened a lot, but she felt a little sympathy for this so-called twin sister, Maye was dumbfounded, she had never seen anyone lie so neatly, and she couldn't find anything wrong with logic.

However, he has a legitimate identity to walk outside, and the internal chaos of the Shadow Sect this time is not small, and it is estimated that he will not spend any effort to continue to search, he is just a spy who has even destroyed the organization.

After replenishing the fuel for the airship, several people need to hurry back to the Iron Country, and Master Kanda's trip actually has a purpose to complete, so he has traveled thousands of miles to return to the Iron Country to find his second disciple Fran.

Leo kept an eye on it, thinking that Roshan seemed to be fundamentally different from ordinary walking corpses, and put some melted green samples in glass bottles, intending to go back and analyze them.

The group left, and far away in the depths of the ruins of the former imperial royal capital, a hundred meters underground, there were several masses of will that awakened at the moment when the luminous body was pinched and exploded.

"Who is it? Can he even escape? ”

"Who knows? A foolish man who doesn't even have a name, let him die if he dies."

"Well, knock the rest of them, and don't interfere with my lord's plans."

The luminous body led by him stopped speaking, and continued to absorb the huge number of souls in the waste capital, hoarding terrifying power little by little, and only one thought slowly spread.

"All for My Lord"