Chapter 41: Memories of the Glasses

Circles of silver strange runes floated out of the body of the glasses and spun rapidly, and the short knives composed of these rune culture enlightenment energy beams formed a circle floating around the glasses, and each flying knife contained the power that made the steel tower's heart tremble.

With the order of the glasses, those ownerless short knives rushed to the steel tower in an instant, and a flying knife easily broke through the defense of the steel tower and opened a blood hole in his body, and in just an instant, the steel tower was beaten into a sieve. Shadow Raid was the ultimate skill of Shadow of Blades level 6, and even in his heyday, he didn't dare to take it hard, let alone suffer a serious injury after a vicious battle.

"How is it possible......" The steel tower lowered his head, staring at the dense blood hole on his chest in disbelief, how could a fourth-level person use a sixth-level skill? But the gradual loss of vitality in his body told him that it was not an illusion, that he was dead, and that this level of injury would not help even if the king himself was there.

But the price required for such a skill against the sky is definitely not low, and the steel tower looked up at his glasses unwillingly. I saw that the glasses fell to the ground, the face was dead, the skin on the body began to age, giving birth to ugly wrinkles, and the black hair lost its luster and began to turn gray from the middle. There's one more thing the glasses didn't tell Wren was that it was his special skill as the Chosen One: the Fate Sift. A skill that temporarily increases the level to take 70% of the risk of death. The vitality of the glasses is rapidly dissipating, and it is only a matter of time before they die here.

Blood poured out of the throat of the steel tower like an injection, and he still had the biggest doubt in his heart, so he asked: "You obviously don't need to be like this, why, is it just to save that fierce and unlucky stunned young man?" ”

The steel tower pointed to Wren, who was lying on the ground with a painful face and a convulsive body, he had never heard of anyone who could directly absorb the power of lava crystals and survive. How terrifying the power contained in the lava crystal is, I believe that the glasses also know, and a trace of energy spilling out from the outside can be seen a little clue.

"In that case, then I'll kill him in front of your eyes!" The steel tower returned to the light, and used the last strength to throw the heavy sword in his hand towards Wren, and now Wren was defenseless, and this giant sword weighing a hundred catties could smash him to death by smashing it alone.

As if enchanted, he suddenly jumped to his feet, rushed in front of Wren with an arrow, and blocked the heavy sword with his back as a shield. The words of the steel tower are still lingering in my head, and the glasses are also thinking, why?

According to the morality of the world, he desperately used the shadow raid to be very worthy of Wren. But why did the feet move involuntarily when the giant sword flew out?

The momentum attached to the greatsword nearly cut off the glasses, and he fell to the ground with a thud, spitting out a mouthful of sweet blood mist. As for the steel tower, it maintained the posture of throwing its sword, motionless, but lost its luster in its eyes. The only thing left in the vast cavern was the sound of glasses' rapid breathing and coughing up blood.

The beast named Dark and Cold grabbed him, crawled slowly up his bare feet, consciousness fading away, his eyes struggling a few times before giving up resistance. The state of his body is terrible, his internal organs are full of cracks, and it has become difficult to breathe due to excessive blood loss. The glasses stopped thinking, he was tired, and he just wanted to sleep deeply.

The final scene that emerged in the dark distance was Wren's red eyes like blood, roaring and rushing towards the crocodiles with a knife in his hand, and in the center of the crocodiles were dying glasses. Faced with at least a few adult flame-tailed crocodiles, Wren rushed over without hesitation.

For a moment, the glasses understood why he did this.

The scorching heat, the pain of pins pricking the soul in the body, accompanied by the consciousness of sleeping and taking away the glasses, may be about to step on the bridge of helplessness, and countless memory fragments emerge one after another......

Fifteen years ago.

It was a shabby, dirty, cheap apartment, with a coffee table with a broken leg padded with bricks and an old black-and-white TV in the living room. All kinds of garbage were piled up on the ground, and empty wine bottles were thrown everywhere. In the summer, under the high temperature of nearly 40 degrees in Jinan, the pungent smell is smoking, and the flies are buzzing in swarms, and outsiders don't know where to go if they want to enter.

The eyes of the eight-year-old and second-grader, with a backpack with washed white hair and a small hole on his back, stood in the doorway, ignoring them. For as long as he can remember, this home has been like this, and he has long been accustomed to it. In the past, he would carefully clean up the leftover mahjong, and then spread out the homework book to complete the homework assigned by the teacher, and then curled up in the corner of the wall to cover the blanket to sleep. But today is different, there is a red scratch on the immature little face of the glasses, and there is still undried blood at the corner of the nose.

Yes, for the first time in his life, he fought with someone else. Because the white and tender fat man who always wears clean clothes and eats a lot of snacks is laughing at him: a wild monkey without a father and a mother. The fat man's harsh words pierced the heart of the glasses with a needle.

If you're not a monkey, why can't you pay your tuition? Do you have to ask Mr. Liu to help you pad?

Where did you pick up that broken bag, I haven't seen you change it in a few years, haha.

It's summer and you still wear such hot clothes, it can't be that you don't have money to buy them, right?

The fat man and a group of his little followers circled their glasses, grimacing with a hippie smile, and kept saying: "Wild monkeys, wild monkeys, wild monkeys that no one wants~"

The glasses covered the hot cheeks, where the fat man's henchman punched. This incident alarmed their homeroom teacher, and sternly asked the parents of the two to come to the school tomorrow afternoon to deal with the matter.

He...... Daddy will go, right? The glasses climbed over the garbage mountain nervously, looking at the man lying on a rusty subway bed in the room. The man's hair was like a bird's nest, his shiny hair had not been washed for a long time, his long stubble was never trimmed, he was shirtless and never wore clothes in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and only wore the old leather coat when he went out.

After finishing his homework, glasses sat on the garbage heap and waited for the man to wake up, and it was about nine o'clock in the evening, and his glasses belly made a rumbling sound, and he didn't eat in the school cafeteria because of a fight with a fat man. The glasses touched their stomachs aggrievedly, and suddenly the glasses lit up, and I saw that the leather coat that men rarely wore was hanging on the hook at the head of the bed.

I'll take a little bit to buy food, isn't it too much? After all, other children have more or less pocket money every week, only he has not received it once in the eight years since he was born. Once in a while, it's not too much, right? One dollar is enough.

The ghost made a miracle, the glasses put his hand on the leather coat, and just about to turn over the inner pocket, a big hand suddenly and firmly choked his wrist, the glasses pinched by the powerful big hand snorted painfully, he looked at the cold eyes of the man who woke up, and subconsciously shouted: "Dad? ”

Syllable!

A loud slap knocked the glasses away, and in front of the strength of the adult, the small injury caused by the argument between the glasses and the fat man was not worth mentioning at all. The cheek on the left side of the glasses quickly swollen high, and a tooth was lost in the mouth! It was then that the glasses remembered how strict his father was, and that tampering with his things was tantamount to the biggest mistake.