Perhaps it was the short rest that gave Yu Siqi time to pay attention to his body, and he was feeling a little hungry now. After asking everyone, I found that they also felt more or less similar.

Returning his gaze to the chaotic field in front of him, Yu Siqi's bland naked eyes had almost no way to see who was who. The smoke and dust everywhere and the figure that was too fast to catch made Yu Siqi hate that his eyes were so uncompromising. Probably noticing Yu Siqi's situation, Father An lowered his head and smiled at him, and said to him: "The law is clear." ”

There was a brief tingling pain, and Yu Siqi felt as if his eyes had been pricked with a needle, and uncontrollable tears flowed down his cheeks from the corners of his eyes. Just as he was about to question Father Ann why he had done such a thing to him, he was surprised to find that he was able to see the situation clearly, as if the stabbing had made his cloudy eyes so good.

"Thank you," Yu Siqi said.

"It's a small gift," said Father An, turning his gaze back to the front, "after all, it's a bit too far-fetched to see at such a speed with your eyesight. ”

"Didn't you lose your badge?" Yu Siqi asked without thinking, "I mean, I thought you wouldn't be able to use this 'strange power' without the badge. ”

"What led you to have to rely on the badge to use the Statute?" Fr. Ann smiled and said, "Although I have been excommunicated, my knowledge and power are still preserved in this body, and as long as I still believe in my Lord in my heart, then the power of my Lord will naturally protect us believers at any time." ”

"Well, I'm not particularly interested in the religion of you gods." Yu Siqi stuffed the bracelet of his left wrist into the interior and said, "Can you use this strange power without believing it?" ”

"Then you may need to rely on some relics of the saints," said Father An, "and through the blessings of the saint's own faith, it is theoretically possible to temporarily deceive my lord into trust." ”

"Where can I get the relics of the saints?" Yu Siqi asked, "Do you have it?" ”

"Me? Of course not," said Fr. An, "it is not something that can be easily obtained, and I do not think that any relics of saints can be found in the exiled place of Sinsong." Well, enough gossip has been said. Why can't you make good use of your 'new' eyes to see what's going on with them? ”

"Okay," Yu Siqi had already heard that Father An was not going to continue to talk nonsense with him, so in that case, he just turned his attention to the side of Pavadi, who was fighting hard with the young man.

Through the rising smoke, Yu Siqi noticed that Pavadi's new clothes were in tatters, and the cracks in his mask meant that he had indeed encountered a very formidable enemy. Of course, the young man's side was no better than him, and there were already several very conspicuous sword wounds on his pale face, one of which almost slashed his right eye.

"You're embarrassed, teacher." The young man touched his forehead, which was dripping blood, and said, "Where did the previous feeling of oppression go, if it was you before, I'm afraid I don't have half of my head with this sword, right?" ”

"I'm going to have your head moved next time," Pavadi shook his hand and spilled the blood from the dagger onto a nearby shelf, the blood eating away at everything it touched like a poisonous substance, and the two side-by-side frames on the shelf vanished as they screamed.

"It's cruel, I like the Rand sisters, but you ruthlessly destroyed them." The young man said in a strange way: "Who is the real executioner?" ”

"I'm just freeing them from your bondage," Pavadi struck with his backsword toward the boy's position, which was dodged by the boy. However, to his surprise, a long sword appeared out of thin air in Pavadi's right hand and slashed at the boy's head.

"What?" The boy seemed to be shaken by the sudden new routine, and he had no time to dodge it, so he had to raise his left hand to resist such an attack.

With a heart-rending scream, the young man's entire left arm was cut off by a sharp long sword, along with the deep wound on his chest, and the victory and defeat were divided, this was Yu Siqi's idea.

The boy looked at his injuries in disbelief, gasped, coughed a few times, and said, "You never told me that you had more than one weapon, never." ”

"I guess I forgot," said Pavadi, shaking his wrist, "sometimes that's the case, when people get old, there is always a little bit of forgetfulness. ”

"Don't think you've won," said the young man, foaming at the bloody spit, "it's not over yet!" ”

The black clouds from the ceiling gathered around the boy as if they had received an order, and soon an arm made of black smoke appeared at his severed arm, and after a few swings, he kicked the severed arm under him to the side.

"Looks like you have a lot of tricks you didn't tell me!" The Pava Flute turned her body, the long and short blades in her hands slicing at everything that came close.

"I saw it all in your treasure library, and I used to wonder why you didn't learn these powerful tricks yourself?" The boy stepped back one after another and said, "Now I finally understand that your tiny head obviously cannot comprehend how powerful this power is. ”

"Is that so?" Pavadi gracefully flipped over the boy's head and pushed the sword in his right hand out, but he moved backwards a few times, and the flying sword began to circle around the boy, forcing the boy to use the long stick he snatched from Gongchen to block the sword's attack.

"Don't expect a weapon like this to do anything to me," said the boy with an angry face after parrying the sword's sixth attack. ”

"Of course, I didn't expect much from it." Pawa Di flashed sideways to the boy's side, and pushed the short sword in his left hand at the boy as well.

"What, are you running out of options?" The young man waved the long stick in his hand, and the constant collision of weapons made Yu Siqi, who was standing within the enchantment, feel numb. The burst of power even shook Xie Baozhen's enchantment into a crack, which made Father An's brows furrow slightly.

Just as he turned around and was about to ask Gong Chen how his progress was, he found that the latter was actually lying on a pile of blocks and fell asleep, so he had to shake his head helplessly.

"Divide and you can do it!" The figure of the Pava flute scurried back and forth around the boy, and a deep voice was mixed with the clashing of weapons. The two swords that had been fighting with the long stick suddenly began to copy themselves, and soon several identical long and short swords appeared in the air, and with a gentle wave of Pavadi's hand, those swords all stabbed towards the top of the boy's neck in a daze, and the speed was a little overwhelming.

As if sensing that it was too late for him to block with a long stick alone, the boy knelt down on one knee and stretched out his left arm, and the thick black smoke enveloped his whole body, and the sword that stabbed at him was all bounced away.

"You don't want to kill me so easily, is there anything more ruthless than this?" The green light in the boy's eyes flickered brightly in the black smoke.

"We all know that there are many ways in which a person's will can be broken, but I think... Just taking your life is not enough for my current mental condition. Pavadi fell directly in front of the black smoke, and said with a calm face, as if nothing had happened, "I don't want to send you to the Endless Lands to enjoy normal reincarnation like those beings you have tortured and abused. ”

"Oh, that's a problem," said the boy angrily, "do you want me to give you some personal advice?" As a show of kindness to your past teachings? ”

"Listen," said Pava, waving his hand, and all the swords scattered on the ground returned to his hands, turning into the flute they had been.

"Why don't you go over and be with them first," the young man was under the protection of black smoke, holding Gong Chen's long stick in his right hand, and a familiar scream made Yu Siqi and the others feel deeply uncomfortable.

Pavadi seemed to notice it, and he hurriedly flashed to a cabinet that was about to fall apart, and a high leap jumped over the boy's head, and with the flute in his hand, he bounced away the black smoke shot by the boy. The black smoke crashed into the wall, stirring up bursts of debris. Before the debris could hit the ground, a second scream rang out at the feet of the Pava flute. As a last resort, Pavadi had to move his position again to avoid being pierced by the black arrows that shot him.

"What, are you running for your life now?" The boy seemed to be as excited as the king of children, and shot black arrows frantically, but Yu Siqi noticed that although the arrows shot by the young man were also amazing, he didn't seem to be able to get his head right, and he didn't have the feeling of being in the soul like Gong Chen.

"Isn't it too early to be complacent?" The Pawa Flute turned his body at an angle that no ordinary person could understand, dodging the three black arrows that came at him and raising the flute in his hand, and a very beautiful song was flying enthusiastically in the workshop filled with gunsmoke.

"Now isn't the time to play the flute?" The boy laughed maliciously, and several black arrows with green light were shooting towards where Pavadi stood, and this time it seemed that he had blocked almost all the retreats in order to prevent Pavadi from escaping easily.

Just when Siqi thought that the Pawa Flute might be about to suffer, the dark blue flames that everyone had seen before surrounded him, and the black arrows that shot at him seemed to be afraid of this flame, and they stopped in front of the flames, and fell like kites with broken strings.

At the same time, the black smoke on the boy's body began to slowly fade, and his wounds, which had been healed by the black smoke, began to blur again.

The pain was so severe that he could no longer maintain his attacking stance, and he could barely hold his long stick to support his balance.

"What the hell did you do?" The boy roared and shouted, "How is this done? ”

"Those beings who have been oppressed and tortured by you for many years have been bound by your evil means to force them to serve you," said Pavadi, putting away his flute, "Have you not thought of what you will have left if you lose their protection?" I'm just sending them back where they belong. ”

"You've ruined all my hard work, you damn old thing!" The boy struggled to his feet and screamed, "I want you to be buried with me." ”

As soon as the boy's voice fell, the sudden screaming made Pavadi have to be vigilant to observe what the boy still wanted to do.

As a result, a pure green band of light was bypassing the position of the Pava Flute and shooting straight towards the barrier where Yu Siqi and the others were, and everyone didn't even have time to dodge, so they could only pray that the barrier could withstand this final blow. But I didn't want to wait a while, with a crisp sound of eggs cracking, Xie Baozhen's shattered enchantment seemed to be no longer able to resist such a powerful blow, and just as the green light was about to reach Father An's front door, the figure of Pavadi was horizontal in front of them, and the hands wrapped in the dark blue flames grabbed the green light and broke it in half.

By the time everyone had recovered from such a shock, Yu Siqi noticed that the boy had collapsed to the ground, the long stick he had snatched from Gong Chen had rolled to the side, and the priest's badge was flashing white light around his waist. The dull pupils were slowly dilating on his pale face, and his torso, broken by the waist, was piecing together in an extremely distorted pose.

The boy died, and his last blow was caught by the Pavadi, and his fragile life was broken in the ruins along with the arrow.

Just as Yu Siqi wanted to step forward to thank Pavadi, he found the latter standing motionless, like a statue.

It seemed that it had taken a long time for the Paavadi to fall beside them, his body leaning back in a very graceful gesture, and there was nothing left behind the completely shattered mask.

Yu Siqi noticed that when the Pava flute fell beside them, the flute stuck in his waist also broke into one piece after another.

"What's wrong with him?" Xie Baozhen, who had improved slightly, asked worriedly.

"I'm afraid I'm sorry to tell you that he passed away." Father Ann looked at Parvadi with a somewhat complicated expression and said, "The former enemy saved the lives of all of us, and I don't know what kind of mood to use to look at such an existence. Probably, the word 'selfless' would be a little more apt here. ”

"And can he be resurrected?" Yu Siqi asked excitedly, "Just like before?" ”

"I'm afraid not," Bobosha's voice appeared at the entrance.

In an unexpected way, the talking table came to them.

"Why?" Yu Siqi asked, "Didn't he do it once before?" ”

"That's because you didn't destroy his body," Bobosha said in a heavy tone, "if the company's flute is broken this time, he will definitely be dragged to the Endless Lands." ”

"Am I missing something?" Gong Chen, who stretched his waist, sat up and asked, "I'm sorry, Father, have you solved the problem?" ”

"Yes, it's time for us to go home." Father Ann smiled wryly and said, "Pack your things, you little slippery head." ”

"Why didn't anyone remind me not to sleep?" Gong Chen looked at the corpse in front of him blankly, took back his long stick and the priest's badge and said, "You know what, I defeated him in my dream. Gong Chen turned around and pointed to the young man's body and said, "That was really a painful battle!" ”

"yes, I do." Father An took the badge and hurriedly walked down the stairs with Yu Siqi and Xie Baozhen.