Chapter 653: Parting

"Let's go! Come on! ”

The defeat was like a mountain. No one expected that the two Bracada armies, which had been at their peak a few days ago and had suppressed the Demon Legion, would fall apart in the blink of an eye.

When the blue moonlight shone, the heavens and the earth suddenly turned into one color, as if everything was covered with a thin veil.

Silent, lightless, and shadowless, just as countless eyes were raised and thrown into the strange blue moon in the sky, the Great Arcanist Gerald, who was floating in the sky, suddenly let out a terrible scream, and then spontaneously combusted.

But seeing a thin layer of green flames surrounding him like light smoke, the thin waist that swayed slowly, like the goddess of the Moon Palace dancing lightly, actually had a kind of beautiful enchantment.

Orr, the green flames faded, only the green smoke remained, and the fourteenth-level Grand Arcanist easily fell.

"Protect Kaiyna-sama! Break through to Fort Fort! ”

Gerald died, the Demon Legion took advantage of the situation to attack, and one of the remaining Grand Arcanists didn't even dare to show up under the blue moon. Thus the Bracada Legion collapsed.

In the midst of the chaos, the three Naga brothers were covered in blood and looked like demon gods.

With Tchaikov as the head and Zhukov and Chekov as the left and right, the three Naga formed a triangular formation with strong offensive and defensive strengths, tightly supporting a two-horse carriage, and assaulted forward. No matter what creature, no matter whether it is friend or foe, anyone who dares to stand in front of the three brothers will be killed without mercy.

At the same time, on the roof of the carriage, Claudia stood upright in the wind, glowing with a blinding blood-colored aura.

Occasionally, a high-level demon fell from the sky to raid the carriage, and he saw the Blood Earl instantly turn into a phantom to meet him, and the "Blood Mandala" in his hand let out a sharp roar, and it completely stabbed the attacking Purgatory Three-Headed Dog in a moment. Immediately, the blood mist tumbled and boiled, and it was sucked up in an instant, leaving no residue behind.

But even if there are four high-level powerhouses to escort them, the two-seated carriage is still rushing like a lost dog. Because behind it, there are not only the rolling pursuers of the Demon Legion. There are also many rebels in Bracada. Once entrapded, the galloping carriage will immediately overturn, or even be trampled into slag.

"Father... Father... Hold on!"

Inside the carriage, Hayuna paid no attention to the chaos outside the window, and kept using the first-order water healing technique to treat Schmidt who was lying on his side on the hard floor. And on the mid-level alchemist's chest, a fist-sized wound was still bleeding and shocking.

This was due to Schmidt's attempt to shield Hayuna when he was hit by several Gogdemon's firebombs at the same time. Even Schmidt's own strength is not bad. But under such injuries, he was still dying and dying. What's more, the battlefield is very turbulent at the moment, and it is impossible to stop and go all out for medical treatment. So even though Hayuna had used up all the healing potions she had with her, she was barely hanging her father's life. Once the treatment was interrupted, it would not be long before Schmidt died of his injuries.

"What to do? What to do!? Father! Father! ”

After all, a person's magic power is limited, and the "Blue Beauty" potion is not unlimited. With more than twenty kilometers to go from Fort Ford, Hayuna was finally exhausted and her magic ran out, and she was unable to perform even a single healing spell.

Immediately, the wound, barely protected by the power of magic, deteriorated rapidly, and Schmidt's face turned pale like a white paper flower at a funeral.

At this moment. How much she wished that person was by her side, who could help her and save her father.

It's a pity that the distance of time and space is not child's play, and Haiyuna has to shout in vain.

"Mistress Haiyna, if you agree, I can manage to convert Mr. Schmidt to the Bloodline. It's not a good idea, but at least it can save your life. I believe, wait for the master to arrive. There must be a solution. ”

The phantom flickered, and Claudia instantly appeared in the carriage. Deep voice.

"Turn into a vampire!?"

Haiyuna turned her head suddenly, her eyes bloodshot.

"There's no other way." Earl Blood nodded: "There is still at least half an hour to go from Fort Ford, but Mr. Schmidt will not be able to last more than ten minutes." So, if you..."

"Ahem... Thanks for the suggestion... But... I still want to end my life as a human being..."

Just as Hayurna hesitated, almost biting her lip, a weak voice suddenly sounded.

"Father!"

Haiyuna exclaimed, and immediately carefully held Schmidt, who had inexplicably woken up.

It's just that what upsets her is. At this moment, Schmidt's face suddenly disappeared from the pale snow of the previous moment, but instead rose a strange flush. It's like the last red glow before the sunset, brilliant, but it represents parting.

"Father!"

Schmidt, who has returned to the light, has obviously reached the last moment. Hayrina clung to her father's hand. Tears rained down, but they couldn't fully speak, so that their delicate bodies trembled violently.

"Don't grieve, Haiyna." wanted to reach out to wipe away the tears of his daughter, but he was powerless, Schmidt had to look at Haiyuna with a half-smile: "This is war, everything bad can happen." But I am delighted and relieved that you are by your side at this moment. ”

"Father..."

There was no longer a trace of strength and ability, and Hayruna pressed her forehead against Schmidt's cheek, grieving.

"Lady Kaiyna!"

On the side, the Blood Earl saw that the mid-level mage's breathing began to become rapid and turbid, and he couldn't help but remind him one last time.

Because once the breath is weak, Schmidt can no longer bear the load of the initial embrace, and can no longer turn into a blood clan.

"Haiyna, go back... Go find him... Go to Moriarty. If you really love him, forgive him. ”

With the last of his strength, Schmidt stopped his daughter's movements and said with a short breath.

"Father!"

"Remember, bury me with Helen. It's been too long, it's time for me to go and spend time with your mother..."

"Father..."

"When the war is over, you and Moriarty... Take your children with you... Come and visit us..."

The blood from the wound was almost gone, and Schmidt's complexion changed from an unusually ruddy to a sallow and dry one.

The breath of death had risen, and Claudia left the carriage with a silent sigh and a bow.

"Father..."

When the loved one in front of her exhaled the last trace of breath, and the palm holding her lightly slowly faded from her body temperature and began to become dry and cold, Haiyuna could no longer hold it back, crying loudly, tears were majestic.

An hour later, under the guard of the three Naga brothers and the Earl of Blood, the carriage carrying Haiyuna finally drove into Fort Ford first. And behind them, there was the rolling Bracada rout.

At the same time, at the city gates, a heavily armed warrior with a heavy shield in one hand and a crossbow in the other, stared at the carriage that drove into the city and the three-headed Naga who was still surrounded outside, his eyes unblinking.

"What's wrong, Lord White?"

At this time, a sergeant on the side noticed the abnormality of the commander and stepped forward to ask.

“… No... It's nothing. ”

Retracting his gaze, White shook his head and said no more. (To be continued.) )