Chapter Forty-Eight: The Truth Behind It
(Thanks to the 200 starting coins of the favorite Lihua Song.) Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info thanks to 56are's 100 starting coins for the tip) "cough cough, vomit ......" flashed brightly, and the chaser and samurai who escaped to the entrance of the ruins using the teleportation scroll quickly coughed up blood the moment they appeared.
At that moment of teleportation, Zheng Shuanglong's Void Sword and Night Night's Dark Magic Sword did not take away the lives of the two of them, but at that moment, the magic power on the sword still gave a lot of damage to the warrior and the chaser.
A mouthful of blood spurted out of the samurai, chasing life, in the next moment, he quickly used the healing scroll to quickly brush his body.
The physical damage is easy to heal, whether it is the back of the samurai's stabbed head that almost leaked out of his brain, or the chest pierced by the Void Sword, all of which heal quickly under the treatment of the healing scroll, but the damage of magic is really not so easy to heal.
No matter how many healing scrolls he brushed, the samurai's trance-like feeling, the feeling that seemed to have his brain coagulated, was not relieved at all. It was the damage of the shadow magic of the Night Clan's assassination technique. As for chasing life, I feel that my blood is about to be frozen. That's the damage caused by the magic of ice.
The mystery of the world that Zheng Shuanglong lives in is very high, so the magic damage attached to the tricks that can be counted as famous in the world, with a healing scroll of one hundred points, is really not enough to see. Perhaps only after returning to the dominant space can the samurai and chasing the life be cured. The healing pills on their bodies were completely insufficient to expel the magic power that Zheng Shuanglong had entered into his body night and night.
"Let's go, wait for those two monsters to chase after us, we probably won't even be able to save our lives, I don't have a few teleportation scrolls on me!" The headhunter, who was lucky enough not to be targeted, unceremoniously shouted at the samurai who kept brushing the healing on his body, chasing his life.
Shouting, he quickly ran towards the exit of the ruins.
In the face of such an unkind treatment by the headhunter, the samurai and the chasing life did not express any dissatisfaction, but just looked at each other for a while, and quickly followed.
"No problem? It's okay to run out so fast, you won't step on the trap. The samurai endured the dizziness of his brain, quickly ran behind the headhunter, and asked loudly and worriedly.
"Like, who knows if those two monsters will set a trap at the exit to bury us, after all, with that monster's means of exhaustion, this kind of thing is really likely to happen." The chasing man who covered his heart also ran quickly, following the samurai and headhunters less than a meter away.
"Haven't you thought about it, the traces on the ground show that those people from the Fairy Sword Mercenary Group have come out, since they can walk over safely, then we naturally have no problem." Hearing the words of the samurai and chasing his life, the headhunter paused, and his head didn't speak.
At the moment when the headhunter paused, a pitch-black dagger appeared in the samurai's hand, an enchanted dagger with two plus, and stabbed it calmly at the back of the headhunter who was close at hand.
The samurai and chasing the life are injured, and the injuries that cannot be healed in a short period of time in this world have greatly affected the combat effectiveness, and in this case, the headhunter has a great deal of confidence and can eat the samurai and the chasing life without injury.
There is no friendship, no love, just very simple interests. The reason why the inhuman iron blood does not attack the samurai and other transcendent-level adventurers, in addition to the fact that the samurai and others do not necessarily have the iron and blood in their hands, the most important reason is that the samurai, the chaser, and the headhunter are together. Iron and blood will have to pay a lot of money to clean them up, and the gains outweigh the losses. Therefore, peace between all adventurers can be guaranteed.
Now the fragile peace has been broken, the iron and blood are dead, the AK is dead, the sailors are probably dead, themselves and the chasers are seriously injured, and the headhunters are dominant. In this case, how can the samurai rest assured.
If it weren't for the pursuit of Zheng Shuanglong and Night Night behind him. If it weren't for the fact that he hadn't gotten rid of the pressure of Zheng Shuanglong and Ye Ye, the samurai believed that the headhunter would definitely kill himself and his life at the first time.
When it comes to something on the side of the mouth, how can it be given up. can eat the benefits in his hands without injury, how can he escape. At least the samurai will not let go.
Acting on his own, the samurai would not believe that the headhunter was a good man, and would give up such a low-hanging gain. How can a person who can use headhunters as a code name be a good person.
So, it's better to strike first. Before the headhunter shoots against himself and the chaser, the life of the headhunter is taken by himself and the chaser.
As for whether the chase had the same idea, the samurai took it for granted that it was absolutely true, after all, not to mention the silent communication between the two sides when they met just now. As for the contradiction between chasing life and headhunters, there is no way to chase the killer.
Assume. It's really a really scary thing. Something horrible enough to cost you your life.
The samurai had never imagined how it could be possible for someone like Chase and Headhunter to put their hatred on the table in such a dangerous, deadly dominating space.
After all, in the dominant space, even the most comical people know that one more friend is always better than one more enemy, and the dead enemy is the best enemy. In this case, even if you have a feud, it will be a harmonious atmosphere on the surface, and then secretly look for an opportunity to trap the other party to death. This is the norm that dominates the space.
People who unabashedly hate each other like life chasers and headhunters are really problematic.
It's a pity that most people's eyes are not sharp enough to see the surface and not the depths. At least, the samurai did not see the depths.
"Ahem......! It turned out that ......" stared at the calm samurai on the face of the headhunter who slowly turned around with wide eyes, a hideous face, a sudden expression, and he died without finishing a word.
When the samurai was about to stab the headhunter to death with an enchanted dagger, he approached the samurai's pursuit less than half a meter and stabbed the samurai through the heart with a high-frequency short knife unexpectedly. The terrifying high temperature and high-frequency vibration directly shattered all the internal organs of the samurai.
A samurai is a person, even if it is a superman, but he is still a person, when all the internal organs of a person are crushed, that person cannot live, all, the samurai naturally dies. The aggrieved death is in the hands of the pursuit of life.
The samurai was confused by the pursuit of life and the performance of the headhunter from beginning to end, and it was precisely because of this misunderstanding that he did not pay attention to the movements around him, which led to such a bitter result in the end. led to his own death.
Otherwise, the samurai can still struggle, even if there is no way to inflict much damage on the headhunter, but it is still no problem to take away the chase who is also seriously injured.
For the first time, the headhunter asked with a worried face: "Brother, how is it, can you still support it?" If you hold on a little longer, you'll be short of an extraordinary-level demonic beast. Soon! Damn, I knew I had a transcendental-level Magical Beast for you last night, so you could be back right away! ”
"It's alright, brother. I can hold on, let's get going. Let those two monsters catch up, and it will really kill you. Running the energy in his body, he slightly dispelled the coldness of the soul-freezing brought by Zheng Shuanglong's ice magic, and chased the order to push away the headhunter's hand and take off the samurai's bracelet. Said seriously.
In the dominant space, it is recognized that the mutually hostile pursuit and the headhunter are brothers, and this kind of thing, I guess no one would have thought of it.
However, this is the only way to make sense.
Friendship is unreliable. A little profit and a few silver coins could have allowed Judas to sell Jesus. Such devout believers are able to renounce their faith for the sake of profit, and what else can be expected.
Loyalty is because the cost of betrayal is too great, and betrayal is because you can get more than loyalty.
In the dominant space, there are no friends. All friends are used to sell. In death, in the face of interests, friendship is really too fragile.
In the dominant space, the people who trust their friends, who trust their so-called companions, are often the ones who die the fastest.
Calculating everything and using everything, although it is very tiring to live like this, very tired, and may collapse one day, such a person can live longer in the dominant space.
Love, you can't ask for luxury. Adventurers who can die at any time and are always facing the ** dominant space. Crazy, desperate, and indulge their desires Domination Space Adventurers, five hundred points can make a perfect toy Domination Space Adventurers, no teammates, no teamwork, every world is randomly selected adventurers' Domination Space, such a place, how can there be soil for love to survive.
There are so many ways to relax. Love, there is no need in the dominant space. Who knows if the object of love you pay will sell yourself completely for a few hundred points in the next moment.
In the dominant space, even trust is an incredible thing, let alone a completely unreasonable thing like love.
After going through several missions and crossing three or five worlds, every adventurer who dominates the space will become cold, mature, cold, and no longer trusted. Because, all the adventurers who don't do this are dead.
Only family affection can barely withstand the test, the throbbing of the same blood, the touch of having the same surname, the warmth of the family. to be able to stand the test.
It is precisely because of the same blood that life-chasing and headhunters can trust each other, give their lives to each other, snuggle up, and ask for that little bit of warmth in the indifferent domination space. Warm the heart that is drying up and getting colder.