Chapter 168: The Strongest Man on the Pilgrimage Path
But just as he rushed to the door, the flaming beam suddenly fell, blocking the way.
The scorching heat made his face ache, and Snow Scar could only withdraw from the hall, looking at the black mist in the outer wall of the castle, and his heart was burning.
"What can you do if you rush in like this?" Suvia's voice came from behind.
She woke up, apparently wounded, bleeding from her forehead, but she sat on the ground as if nothing had happened, looking at the snow marks.
"I have to go up, believe it or not, I'm the strongest person here, the one who won't get hurt, only I can solve all this!"
Su Wei stared at the snow marks, a Lori's face flushed, as if looking at an idol, stars were about to pop out of her eyes, and she said to herself, "Wow, it's so stylish." ”
Suddenly, he said seriously, "You said you wouldn't get hurt? She glanced at the fourth-story breach in the castle wall, stood up, and walked over to Snowmark.
"What are you going to do?" the huge body approached him, and the snow marks had some ominous premonitions.
Suvia suddenly bent down and grabbed Snow Scar's ankles, and then suddenly stood up straight, and Snow Scar fell straight down, hitting the back of her head on the ground, and the world spun for a while.
But that's just the beginning of the real whirlwind.
Suvia grabbed his feet and began to spin, and Snow Marks suddenly felt all the blood poured into her brain.
"Ahhhhh......h Hey!" Suvia slammed into the ball and threw him up like a chain ball.
The snow streaks flew into the breach, hitting the roof of Hermod's study.
Snow Scar's head slammed into the beam, and under normal circumstances, it would result in a concussion at least and death on the spot. But at this moment, he was not seriously injured, and Snow Mark completely believed that he would not die as an object. Although he didn't die, he was knocked into a lot of meat and vegetables, and his head was dizzy. It shows that the privilege of the object is limited, and it is not completely injure, but only not mortally injured.
When he entered Hemod's study, he thought he was going to experience a big battle.
But I didn't expect another scene to appear in front of me.
Hemod was seen prostrate on the ground, black mist emanating from all around him.
Screams and moans like goblins swirled through the room, coming from nowhere.
The owl stands on his back, with his head tilted up and facing the ceiling, looking like an ancient religious sculpture. Black mist was sucked into the owl's body from its feet, blending with the emerald energy in its translucent body, and then exhaling it from its mouth like a fountain to the ceiling.
In the process, the owl itself is gradually shattering, gradually dissipating from top to bottom, it consumes itself and purifies these dark substances.
The black mist spewed out with a sparkling green glow, as if the emerald green substance had dissolved in it, and these mist surged on the roof of the shed, like an upside-down sea, but it was very stable and no longer eroded Hermod's body.
And Hemod is gradually returning to normal from his blackened state.
Seeing this strange scene, Snow Mark understood that the constant owl was absorbing the dark element from Hemod's body, and it turned out that it was purifying him. It was not captured, or Hemod thought that he had captured the owl, but he did not realize that it was actually himself who was "captured".
Snow Scar watched the owl completely shatter and disappear, like an old sand sculpture, and his heart was worried.
Owls can't be self-sacrificing.
I didn't know much about its snow marks, I just thought it was a cold animal like the Northern Ao, but now I felt extremely uncomfortable to see it dissipate in front of me in order to purify the darkness. But because he didn't understand, he could only watch, and there was no way to stop it. I can only ask Jean or Snowflake about the owl later.
Hemod slowly sat up straight, looking at the snow marks standing near the hole.
"You have a very excellent pet. ”
The blackness in his eyes had faded.
Snowmark refocused on Hermod, looking at the powerful but self-depraved Prince of North Ao, deploring and hating.
"What the hell are you doing here?"
"What else can I do for," Hemod smiled bitterly, "the invisible net that binds you also binds me! Just as you will not be resigned to the fate of Orion, I am not willing to be a prince forever! The country was obviously defeated by our Nord family, and I was defeated! I am the most qualified person to sit on the throne!"
"Just for the kingship!"
Hemod sighed.
"Even if I'm not a greedy person, what about the people who can follow me? What about the people in the family? They follow me to conquer the country, but give it to others, do they get the treatment they deserve? I am for the family, for the people who follow me!"
"But darkness is wicked!"
Hemod paused for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "Child, one day, you will understand that there is no ...... of justice and evil in the world."
I don't understand, I don't understand, even if this world is not black and white, there is still a distinction between good and evil.
"And what about Jean, is she going to follow you to destruction?"
Hemod was silent.
Just then, Jean suddenly appeared in the doorway, and she walked through the fire from the hall and climbed up the stairs to the fourth floor.
"Dad, what's going on?"
"I'm sorry, daughter. Hemod turned his back to his daughter and refused to look back.
Qin's eyes were full of tears: "Dad, turn back, it's still too late to turn back." ”
Is it really in time?
Hemod looked at his hands and shook his head. He was already in the mud and couldn't extricate himself.
Jean tried to persuade her, but just then, the burning beams on the roof collapsed, and a thick crossbar smoked and fell down, knocking Jean to the ground.
She can't use the Immortal Spirit now, she doesn't have the ability to telepathize, she can't protect herself, and she is very vulnerable in this fire. The mess of wood fell and immediately smashed her to the ground, motionless.
"No!" Hemod turned, and threw himself at the pile of burning wood with the snow marks, pulling the piano out from underneath.
One by one, the beams snapped one after the other, making a terrifying click, and they began to fall one after another near the door.
Hemod picked up the piano and jumped out of the breach. Snow marks followed. The entire roof of the castle collapsed behind them, and heat spewed out of the breach, like a fire dragon breathing fire.
The three Valkyrie were still fighting the crowd, but they had already received orders from Hemod and began to retreat. Hemod fell to the atrium like a boulder to the ground, but was unscathed.
Seeing Hemod jumping into the atrium with the piano in his arms, the retainers of the Nord family also tacitly stopped.
The snow marks that jumped out of the area immediately after him were not as strong as Hemod's, and he was worried about his landing, when he suddenly felt as if he had landed on a forklift, and two hard objects like iron forks bent his back and legs painfully.
It was Suvia who caught her. The standard princess hug is nothing more than a princess hugging the prince.
"Jean!"
When Su Wei saw that her sister was injured, she didn't care about the snow marks, threw him down, and rushed forward with everyone to check.
Snow marks also rushed to Jean.
Hemod, who had been detached from the blackening, saw the blood oozing from Qin's forehead, who did not know whether he was alive or dead, and finally collapsed, he looked up at the snow marks standing in front of him, and the old tears were full of tears: "Oh my God! What have I done!"
This is a father's confession.
Snow marks feel sad.
The so-called warrior is not without vulnerability, but he is not conquered by it. And Hemod actually failed in the fight against his own vulnerability.
Hemod had woken up, and everyone had laid down their arms, and a great battle was about to end.
But at this moment, suddenly a flash of light flew from the side, and the snow marks hurt his eyes, and the sky and the earth were dark.
"Ahh