Chapter Seventy-Seven: The End

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Is this a sword slash?

Karl and Aslan asked questions in their hearts at the same time, their eyes full of thought.

Sword slash, a combat skill that can only be practiced by swordsmen at the fourth order, they have naturally seen it, but the scene in front of them is very different from sword slashing, is it the influence of the power of ghosts and gods?

When they looked at each other, their pupils suddenly shrank, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying.

It turned out that on the autumn leaf knife, with the convergence of the purple mist, large and small hideous ghost heads were formed on it, and faintly, the terrible roar of the ghosts and gods could be heard.

Immediately afterwards, Fanny also paid attention, and was so frightened that she took a few steps back, and her face became a little pale.

And with the appearance of these ghost heads, the ghost and god aura around the purple-robed young man was completely suppressed, and even the evil purple mist attached to the short sword in his hand gradually showed signs of dissipation.

On the contrary, the Soara Autumn Leaf Knife was like a dense purple thunder tumbling, every time it rolled, there was a white light split, and there was an extremely powerful burst of power, and those ghost heads of different sizes were hideous and abnormal, full of the aura of destruction.

Sawyer's red eyes became more and more scarlet, and even another normal eye was gradually infected, and the aura around him was infinitely terrifying, possessing the most evil and domineering power of ghosts and gods.

With the terrible roar of the ghosts and gods, the two offensive forces with obvious gaps suddenly touched.

"Haha, hahaha, hahaha!"

An eerie, slow laugh echoed through the blood-covered place.

When this burst of laughter appeared, the face of the purple-robed young man suddenly appeared in despair, and his heart swelled with endless surrender, just like a courtier seeing the supreme king.

This burst of laughter does not belong to everyone here, but the horror in it is self-evident.

The blood light shone like a red thunderbolt in this dead and silent place, and the purple-robed young man fell to the ground without a trace of life, his face was full of fear from the heart, and his eyes were as big as two lanterns.

On his body, there was a knife mark that was almost all over his body, and on that deep blood wound, there was an extremely vicious purple mist attached, which was eating away at the flesh little by little.

The deathly silence, only the hideous laughter that has not completely dissipated, still tells the horror.

"It finally worked." Seeing that the purple-robed young man was indeed dead and could not die again, Yaslan let out a long breath of relief.

While Aslan was relieved, Karl stared at the figure whose aura had become disordered with a solemn face.

Sawyer stood motionless, on the ground in front of him, there was the body of the purple-robed young man, he trembled slightly, his own aura had completely dissipated, and he himself was shrouded in an extremely evil aura, as if he had changed into a different person.

When Fanny saw that the purple-robed young man was dead, she staggered towards Sawyer.

"Don't go over!" Karl's explosive voice came from his throat, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

Hearing this, Fanny was stunned for a moment, then retracted the little foot she had just taken, and then turned to look at Carl, a little puzzled, the enemy is dead, why can't he go over?

And just when Fanny was puzzled, Sawyer turned his slightly trembling body around, that is, the moment he turned around, Fanny, who was already weak, immediately sat down with her legs weak, and looked at the unfamiliar face in horror.

At this time, Sawyer's eyes were completely covered with blood, and his originally delicate and handsome face was also hideous and evil at this moment, and at the same time, his eyes when he looked at Fanny were full of murderous intent, without the slightest emotion at all.

At this time, Fanny and Aslan realized that Sawa was no longer the Sawa before, but Sawa who had been controlled by the power of ghosts and gods.

Yaslan, who had just relaxed, instantly tensed his nerves again, and in his eyes, a trace of fear passed through him.

Now that they are in a very poor state, they can no longer fight, and Sawa under normal conditions is one order higher than their strength, how can they beat Sawa who is controlled by the power of ghosts and gods?

Sawyer took small steps and walked towards Fanny, who was sitting on the ground, her expression becoming more and more hideous.

Fanny instinctively moved backwards, she couldn't believe that the heroic boy who had risked his life to save her one moment would kill her at this moment.

However, just as Sawyer was about to walk up to Fanny, the former suddenly held his head and looked up to the sky and roared, his expression extremely painful, as if he was suffering from Ling Chi.

Then, Sawyer suddenly stretched out a palm and slapped it on his head, and suddenly, a stream of red blood flowed down his forehead, and his body staggered.

"Captain, Captain"

Splitting headaches and dizziness were Sawyer's last realizations

Dawn Hospital, Ward 103.

On a clean single bed, an unconscious teenager lay down.

At this time, the head and back of this teenager were wrapped with bandages one after another, and on one side of the hospital bed, three people were guarded, two of them teenagers and one girl.

Lying on the hospital bed, Sawa was naturally Soya, and the other three were naturally Carl, Aslan and Fanny.

In addition to Sawyer, the other three people all had injuries to a greater or lesser extent, and they all received treatment, but the most serious injury was Sawyer.

It was the second day of admission, but Sawyer still hadn't woken up, which made them anxious.

Fanny looked out the window, thoughtful, while Carl leaned back in his chair, both of them quiet, except for Aslan walking back and forth, looking restless.

"I said don't shake it." Karl glanced angrily at Aslan, who was almost blinding his eyes as he walked back and forth.

"I'm not in a hurry." Aslan's face was irritated.

"What's the use of being anxious, it's better to wait quietly for the captain to wake up."

"I don't think you're thinking about the captain."

"Unreasonable, I'm too lazy to argue with you." Karl was not angry, but said indifferently, if he quarreled with Aslan every time because of a trivial matter, it would not be overturned.

The two of them are like enemies, from the first acquaintance to the present, they still don't give up on each other.

However, after a few days of getting along, they also gradually figured out each other's temper, and there were often small quarrels between them, but they would not hurt the harmony.

"Water"

A feeble voice sounded, and the eyes of the three of them were immediately gathered.

Fanny reacted the fastest, she immediately walked to the table, picked up a glass of warm water, and slowly poured it into Sawyer's mouth, I don't know if it was because she didn't take care of anyone, or for some other reason, her movements were clumsy, and she spilled the water outside.

It doesn't matter, though, as long as it gets Sawyer in the water.

"Is the mission accomplished?" With the moisture of water, Sawyer spoke with a little force, making his voice much clearer.

Unexpectedly, at this time, he, who was the captain, was still concerned about the task.

What he said was naturally the placement of the last bundle of explosives, at that time, because of the obstruction of the purple-robed youth, the last bundle of explosives could not be placed smoothly, but in his opinion, as long as there was no obstruction of the purple-robed youth, then the task should be able to be completed.

As Sawyer thought, the mission was successfully completed, but the scorecard was kept by him, and the mission has not yet been submitted.

"So, what about the scholar's bracers?" Sawyer was so badly injured that if he didn't even get what he deserved, he would have died.

I saw Karl spread out his palm, and a ray of red light flashed out from his silver ring, and then, a red bracer appeared in his hand, and the magical aura contained in it was extremely rich in this small space

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