Chapter 47: The Sword of Judgment

Spike reaches into his skin to see if he has goosebumps, but when his right metacarpal bone lands on his left shoulder blade, he suddenly remembers that he is already a lich. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info The Lich, who has chosen a skeletal body, has no skin unless, like the self-proclaimed clever Angus, has some rotting flesh hanging from his bones.

As a rational lich, Spike has always scoffed at Angus's behavior, and has the carrion head lost even the most basic common sense?

-- The dead and the living flesh and blood, the two relatively extreme existences of death and life in the world. According to one of the three fundamental laws of alchemy, Fritz's Ring Law, the two simply cannot be effectively combined, and any action that violates the basic laws of fact has long been doomed. And Angus, the lard-blinded fool, the bastard with his head in water, his low IQ, and his vile character, never saw him succeed in the so-called flesh and blood growth plan.

Covered in carrion, with a disgusting putrid stench and yellow pus, Angus's virtue was not even much better than the maggots in the dung pit. Thinking of the several very unpleasant experiences with that bastard, Sparker gritted his teeth, and the soul fire burned more and more.

Angus -

The arm pulls his staff out of his robes, the full moon hangs in the dark blue of the night, Spike opens his jaw and shakes his head, and the strange tones of the arcane language begin to sing in his mouth. His thin and lithe body, with the ripples of black mist-like magic, gradually, like a feather, drifted into the sky-

The line of sight is elevated.

"Knight of the Broken Sword" Stuart's gaze showed a deep silence, he turned his head, a trace of pity appeared on his face, his gaze stared at the crowd for just a few seconds, he made a decision, his right arm was raised from his chest, his palm stretched out three fingers, the mysterious and solemn power surged in his fingertips, and in an instant it seemed to release an extremely powerful eye of the storm - the air in the entire heaven and earth quickly converged around him, the wind howled, and the white cloak instantly withstood the huge wind pressure and began to surge violently -

The mountains and forests under the cover of night were covered with a thick heterogeneous color, and the bandits, Miss Mage, realized that the situation was not good, and wanted to flee, and wanted to scream, but found that this was simply something that could not be done. The snow-white waves enveloped their bodies, like a raging tide crashing against the reef, stripping their consciousness from their bodies and bringing them into a deep sleep.

When she was drowsy, Radia seemed to hear a gentle voice ringing in her ears, "The cause and effect line of the world should not disturb the fate of mortals......"

Spike landed on the raised hill, red soul fire flashing in his eye sockets, and in front of him was a man over two meters tall, unusually handsome.

"Stuart, how did you come to tea with an old friend? Welcome—"

"A warrant from Speaker Eddie."

Instead of responding to the lich's courtesy, Stuart pulled out a piece of paper from his bosom, which drew a straight line of light in the air and fell into the lich's hand in the blink of an eye.

"On the basis of the Karthas Agreement and the evidence provided by the Angus Councillors, it is hereby ruled that ......"

The lich's hoarse throat began to read the contents of the paper, the words were so short that they could even be read in one sitting. When Spike reads this, his face changes dramatically—a thick black mist floods the faces beneath the cloak.

"Is that what the Speaker meant?"

Spike's tone was intensely skeptical.

Stuart nodded.

"Crime...... Mist of Will was used in the surface world and was suspected of breaking the content of the agreement? When did the Council of the Dead become a bunch of well-behaved babies? The lich standing on the hill raised his head, trying to close the gap between his line of sight and the knight. There was a hint of surprise and ridicule in his words, and it was evident that he was very dissatisfied with the verdict and the warrant.

"Parliament is at a very important juncture right now, and we don't want to be distracted by unrelated matters."

"So what? Isn't everything based on the Code of the Order of the Dead? But what do I violate? ”

"Speaker Eddie just wants you to come back to Diel."

Stuart's voice was always calm.

"Go back? Back to that place where there is no light and no justice? ”

The lich uses his tone and movements to show his inner indignation. Decades have passed since those events, but for the long-lived lich, it all seemed as if it had happened yesterday.

Scenes of memories reappear in Spike's mind, the secret exchange of interests, the ugly faces, the reversal of the facts. For the second time since Spike transformed into a lich, he has developed such strong emotions.

The first time, it was he who was expelled from Diere.

The second time is the night of the surface world today. A strong hatred filled his heart, and his soul fire even became blazing white because of the intensity of the burn.

The staff was pulled from under his cloak, and Spike's voice became high-pitched, "I, Spike Calvin, will never obey a ridiculous ruling again!" ”

"Really?"

Stuart's expressionless face suddenly changed, his gaze became extremely serious, and a huge, almost two meters long and thirty centimeters wide, gray and dull in color, suddenly appeared in the darkness, the rain on the summer night had stopped, and the silver moonlight fell on the sword, becoming even colder.

The giant sword floated in mid-air, the outline seemed to be a little blurred by the distortion of the light, Stuart took a step in the air, and grabbed the giant sword with his right hand - the brilliance was restrained, this giant sword was not intact, from the blade to the end, as if it had been struck by another weapon, about a third of the sword end of the sword body had disappeared, leaving only a rough and rugged section.

Broken Sword!

In the Council of the Dead, the origin of Stuart's title of "Knight of the Broken Sword", the name of this giant sword was originally called "Sword of Judgment", one of the weapons of the "Seven Knights of Glory" of the Church of Radiance. It's just that after Stuart chose to fall to eternal life, the "Sword of Judgment" was inexplicably broken in two in his first battle.

In that battle, the opponent used only a very ordinary weapon.

Spike's scrawny body trampled on the muddy ground, his soul fire leaping vigorously, and his hoarse voice carried a great teasing, "Stuart, is this what you insist on - broken justice?" ”

……

The sun was getting stronger and stronger, but it was still shady in Aven's grocery store, and in the midst of small talk, Glo saw the customers coming and going in the store, but he didn't see those familiar faces, and his heart became more and more unstable.