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But at this time, Tolia has long since become a beast that only relies on combat instincts.

There was a crisp sound, and the sword sparked blazing sparks.

"Hmph, soon the sword. Radol grinned

Rador's scimitar was nearly half as short as Toria's longsword, and the knife was even faster, and he slashed three times in a row before he landed.

After a series of fierce battles, although the body could not feel it, the body had already exceeded the limit. Torya returned her sword to block two of them, but she didn't have time to block the last one, and a small piece of flesh was immediately scraped off her shoulder.

With a low shout, Tolia swung her sword and slashed at Radol like a mad tiger.

"At this level, it can only be regarded as rabies. Rador quickly approached, his scimitar shielding the blade of his sword, and at the same time his left hand turned into a palm and slammed it into Toria's shoulder.

"Woo~" Tolia's body sank, half-kneeling on the ground, trying to press the sword again, but found that her right hand didn't use any strength at all, and she was lying on her stomach.

The power of that palm actually dislocated his right hand!

Is it over?

Toria gritted her teeth, shifted her sword to her left hand, and struggled to her feet.

"Do you want to go on like this?" Rador laughed maniacally, "What a mad dog, good! good! good!!

"Then give you the respect that a mad dog deserves!"

After speaking, his body was long, and the short knife had reached Toria's neck in an instant.

Tolia closed her eyes.

No, the left hand didn't have time to react at all.

Even if you turn into an Shura, can it only end here?

"Ding~"

There was another crunch of swords.

Who helped me block the sword?

Toria opened her eyes suddenly, and was surprised to find that it was her left hand that was blocking the sword.

I'm not moving at all, is my hand going to move on its own?

Before Tolia could think about it, her left hand danced again and slashed at Rador.

Slashed out five swords in a row, although it was not as swift as Tolia's original, but it faintly carried a strange yin power, secretly matching the rhythm of Ladol's dancing knife, each sword was issued at the moment of retraction, and the last strike came first, forcing Ladol to retreat again and again.

"Huh?" Ladol also felt strange and inexplicable, and couldn't help but wait.

Toria looked carefully to her left hand, only to realize the mystery.

A thin string was firmly tied to her left wrist, and along the trajectory of the thin line, a long figure was standing in the wind.

The dejected robe, the short beard, the person who came was Kemira.

"You shouldn't let hatred dominate your sword. Kemira's index finger moved, and Toria stumbled: "Such an obsession will only lead you to destruction." ”

The experience of frequent death made Toria's anger extinguished a lot, and she deeply realized the danger just now, and secretly blamed herself and regretted it in her heart, but the heart of revenge made her refuse to retreat, because she could recognize from her military uniform, and the fierce beast in front of her was the author of this series of tragedies, and she must avenge those innocent souls.

She chose to ignore Kemira's advice and took a step forward, tugging hard at the thin line on her left wrist.

Kemira frowned: "Do you have to fight?"

Seeing Toria's determined expression, Kemira sighed lightly, and her fingers were all together, and the ring on each finger was connected to a tough thin thread, and the ten thin threads quickly wrapped around Toria's wrists and joints.

With the movement of her fingers, Tolia was like a puppet.

"Killing can't bring peace, but such a demonic person should be killed!" Toria pounced on Rador with a pull of her fingers.

"Bah, you don't know anything about the art of blood!!Wait until I break your puppet and play with you!"

"Look at it, little girl, the sword, not the faster the better!" Kemira waved his left hand, and his five fingers changed rapidly: "This is the tiger cut - the tiger attack!"

Tolia jumped high and slashed down with a sword!

"That's not enough at all. Rador sneered and took it easily.

Tolia unleashed three swords in a row, each with a different speed, strength, and angle.

Among the three swords, only one sword is real, and it is difficult for Radol to parry.

When the next sword came out, it was supposed to be a horizontal slash, but Kemira shook her head and pulled her right hand.

Dust cutting is just as it is harvested.

Three swords in one!

A bloody streak instantly appeared on Rador's face.

"This is the tiger tooth breaking! Don't memorize the moves, the sword is just a weapon, obsession can make the sword stronger, but no matter how strong the sword is, it is just an extension of your body!"

"Experience it with your heart and body!"

Damn, he actually used himself as a teaching exercise!

Ladol wiped his face, the enemy in front of him was unreasonably strong, just the air manipulation could completely suppress him, as a human instinct told him to stay away immediately, the farther away the better!

But the madness of blood and battle, as well as the innate arrogance, made it impossible for him to move half a step.

"Lord of the Seven Seas, King of Pirates. How could you lose here!" Rador roared angrily, "There is more fun waiting for me!!!

Rador jumped up suddenly, slashing down with a sword aura.

"Obsessed!" Kemira snorted coldly, and closed her fingers together!

What kind of sword is that?

Ladol was incomprehensible to death.

That's not fast.

It's not a tricky angle.

Instead, it was as if he had traveled through time and space, and the blade of the sword appeared in front of his body out of thin air.

No, it should be said that it is like your own body, automatically facing the blade, allowing the cold blade to split itself in two.

What the hell is this?

"Yan Hui-!!!" Toria cried out!

The thin thread on her body was silently loosened, and Kemira smiled kindly: "Remember, the sword is just a weapon, and only by adhering to your own heart can you truly not stay in the world!"

"This is the realm of the heart sword!"

Tolia looked at Kemira distractedly, how could it be, this swordsmanship, this smile. The wind swept across the water, brushing this battlefield of blood and fire.

The middle-aged poet's clothes danced wildly in the wind and hunted, his face was cloudy in the firelight, and his frosty eyes were always staring at the Nord Navy because of the death of the commander.

When finally an enemy figure disappeared into the corner of the alley, the tense muscles on the poet's face slowly relaxed, and he straightened up from the roof.

As soon as the ten-finger strings were withdrawn, a mouthful of blood erupted from Kemira's mouth.

"Master!?" Toria dragged her dislocated left hand and tried to climb onto the roof, but she was unable to do so, so she could only whisper in the ruins.

Blood bloomed like a red lotus on Kemira's robe, gray and red, particularly dazzling.

Kemira wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and smiled bitterly: "I'm fine." Then he muttered to himself, "It seems that time is running out." ”

After a moment's pause, as if remembering something, he turned to Toria: "I'm sorry, little girl. I'm not the person you're looking for. ”

Toria looked at the middle-aged man in front of her again and again, only to find that although he had the same eyes and breath, his appearance and age were really different, and he couldn't help but suspect that it was just his own illusion just now, and hurriedly asked: "That... Have you seen him?"

Kemira stood tall independently, with a smile on her face: "Gathering and scattering, why bother asking?"

"Sir~~!?"

With that, Kemira quickly swept down from the other end of the roof, leaving Torya with a confused expression.

"Did you admit it?" Toria looked blankly at the vanishing figure, "but it seems, ah, that warm feeling." ”

Squeak ~ Touch !!

The beams that had been on the side could no longer support the weight of the house, and collapsed in an instant, rolling up a thick cloud of dust.

Tolia knew it was not advisable to stay long, but she couldn't catch up with the figure, so she staggered backwards over her wounds. As soon as Kemira touched the ground, she swooped down on the tower east of Tiha.

Kemira's clothes fluttering, her body was as light as a ghost, and she had run dozens of meters in an instant.

But the sudden force made the poet, who had not been able to make a move for a long time, feel a tingling pain in his chest.

The breath was chaotic, and the figure that was crossing the gap in the roof froof froze in vain, falling down.

Kemira could only exert herself again the moment she landed, and she could only tumble to the ground.

"Heh, is it so hard to just use puppet dancing now?" said Kemira, staggering to her feet, leaning feebly against the wall.

There was another sharp pain in his chest, a sweet mouth, and a wisp of blood cut out of his mouth.

Now, I'm afraid I can't do anything to get to the tower, right?

The blazing eyes of Camilla had disappeared a moment ago, and her empty eyes looked at her hands full of ten rings.

Suddenly, a pair of small light hands reached out and held his hands tightly.

The silver bell-like voice smiled in his ear, "Kemira... Kemira... Kemira... ”

"Tifa~" Kemira struggled to reach out, trying to caress the white jade-like face.

But as he expected, his fingers slid weakly across the void, taking away no trace of sensation.

He knew, he knew it was an illusion, but he couldn't resist it.

Tifa's face began to distort and change, slowly condensing into the appearance of a heroic middle-aged man.

The voices of the past were repeated in my ears one by one, scattered and fragmented, and even time and space began to be messy.

"It's too late, it's too late to start practicing martial arts at this age. ”

"It's not that you can't, but this method is going against the sky, sacrificing yourself! Your bonds are really deep enough to be worth it?!"

"Use it once less than once... "Kemira。。。。。 "In the end, the blood was disordered and... "Kemira!"

"You're doing it yourself!"

Two different voices are constantly interspersed in Kemira's head.

Kemira could only cover her head, luck suppressing the pain in her chest.

Kemira, who was almost out of strength, could only stare at the tower in silence, gasping for breath.

What are you thinking, Lord Perel, and why haven't you started to put up a frontal resistance until now?

Is this the plan you are talking about?

Why, with so much blood, to pave our way?

What the hell are you thinking!?" resounded from the tower.

Leswen should have always been gentle, his eyes were full of red threads, and his mouth was splattered with angry saliva, and he questioned the commander in front of him.

"What the hell are you thinking? Tell me, you damn bastard, why did you remove the guards from the harbor?"

"You knew it early on, didn't you?" tell me!" Lesven's forehead flashed with bruises, "You knew there was going to be an attack early on, you were bleeding innocent civilians for nothing!".

"That's just a tactical arrangement. Perel in the shadows replied without any emotion.

"your tactical arrangement. A furious Lesven rushed forward and grabbed Perel's shirt tightly, "This is not the first time!!"

"This was the case with Edren before, and it is still like this today! What the hell are you trying to do! You demon! Those are my people! I will not allow you to harm them. ”

"Your people?!" Perel's eyes were fierce and murderous, and he glared at Lesven and quickly let go and stepped back.

But before he could react, Perel's big hand was already grabbing his throat.

"Listen, my Excellency the Prophet. I've never heard of a puppet having any people?"

The ferocious murderous aura shrouded him, and Lesven's teeth couldn't help but tremble, but the royal blood on his body did not allow him to retreat at this time, so he could only try his best to muster up his courage: "Hmph, I guessed correctly, from the first time I saw you, I knew that you were a wolf! A wolf who is not satisfied! I did not hesitate to dance with wolves, just to get back what I deserved! My country! My subjects! I want them to live a prosperous and peaceful life!"

Lesbian mustered the last of his strength and glared back at Perel fiercely: "And what about you? You despicable jackal, you only know how to kill for food!

The insult was extremely ugly, but Perel was not at all angry, and after a moment of frustration, he let go of Lesven with a smile, and the laughter grew louder and colder.

"You... What are you laughing at? what's so funny!?" Lesven felt a chill run down his spine.

"Haha... I'm laughing at you childishness!" Perel said aloud.

"Childish!! just with your ambition and mind! You still want your subjects to live a prosperous and peaceful life!?

The bell slammed into Lethween's eardrums, and that fragile confidence.

"Do you know that Borba and Diri, who have surrendered, are just grass on the wall!! Now that the Nord army is pressing the border, they have begun to plot to incite their respective subjects to join in!?"

"Hatred among the military and civilians is not enough! My prophet! Man is an animal dominated by emotions! Only with enough hatred can they move forward!!"

Perel's eyes flashed with fanatical fire: "Today's move is just one less of the rebels who originally planned to rebel, but I can stabilize the army's heart, kill the enemy generals, and capture the sky-breaking crossbow!!" Speaking of this, Perel eased up even more: "In addition, it gives me one more hidden trump card!"

"You can't even see through such a profitable deal. Say anything to protect your subjects, Nothing more abundance and peace! You are worthy to be in Tiha's corner! Wait quietly for the Ragnar who has taken your place to tear you to pieces!"

Lesven lost even the last shred of confidence, no, no!

I am too far away from him.

"Maniac。。。。。 You're crazy!!" Lesven moaned with a shudder.

"No!" Perel said softly, as he led the Prophet to the window like a chicken, "Open your eyes and see clearly." ”

"This is a world of cannibalism between wolves and tigers!!This is an era of blood and fire!!You and I are the same, everyone is moving forward with hatred and evil in their hearts. Don't think you can escape the turbulence of this troubled world and be alone!"

"If you want peace!?Then you must tear down everyone who dares to oppose you, and overturn every obstacle that stands in your way!!!

"Break and stand! I promised you a peaceful Nord. No, don't be stupid!That's just a small part! I'll give you a peaceful continent of Calradia!!"

A wicked smile curled into Perel's mouth: "As long as Rosen can bring that thing back from Cherbeck without any problems." I'll be able to fulfill your wish soon!And you, just need to do your puppet job well, and there will be a lot of your role in the script later!"

Perel waved his cloak, threw down the still trembling Leswen, and walked away with a long smile.

Trembling, Lesven stared blankly at the east in the distance, the edge of the sky that was gradually whitening.

At dawn, how many innocent souls will be wailing?