Tramesino, Finreal, and everyone else's pupils constricted at this moment, staring at my back, as if something incredible was happening there. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the same time, a hand was gently resting on my shoulder, and even though I was wearing a pair of armor gloves, I could still feel the warmth of that hand, which made me feel so ridiculously grounded.

"Emmons, are we still brothers?" he said.

I lowered my head, "cut", and said, "Our account, let's settle it after it's over, now, it's your time." ”

"Old G!"

A captain who couldn't remember which legion was shocked when he heard these two words, suddenly raised his head and pointed at me, and screamed, "Emmons, you actually colluded with outsiders!

All I answered was to raise my musket and shoot it. At such a close distance, there is no room to dodge.

This shot also directly announced the beginning of the melee.

At the same time that the hapless captain was shot and fell to the ground, I had dropped my musket and pulled out Anduriel.

In this case, with the presence of the old G, it is not a wise thing to use the flying knife that uses one less than one, maybe there is a future, maybe in the distant unknown future, this kind of instant lethal flying knife is my biggest hole card and dependence.

As soon as I pulled out Anduriel, I felt an invisible pressure that poured down like a mountain, and I couldn't move every finger in my body.

It was Yasuo, who didn't know how to move, and suddenly appeared in front of me, clutching the iron rod in both hands, and smashed down on me like a mountain.

Rather than not being used, it is better to simply erase it. This is Tramercino's style.

Just when I thought I was going to die, Old G walked up to me as if he was strolling in a leisurely manner, and he actually had time to speak, he said, "Yasuo, do you remember me?"

With that, Yasuo's iron rod slammed down, and listening to the screeching sound of the air being cut through the prismatic branches of the iron rod, I had no doubt that I would be smashed straight into meat sauce.

The unicorn was short, and he jumped backwards with me, just out of the range of the iron staff, and at the same time, the old G did not draw his sword, but reached out and pointed like a sword, just on Yasuo's fingers holding the iron staff.

I heard a crisp click, followed by Yasuo's earth-shattering roar, and Old G's finger was so lightly understated, so lightly, with Yasuo's own strength, that one of his fingers was broken. As soon as my finger broke, the rod could no longer be held, and with the sound of the howling wind, it spun and flew out from my side like a windmill, plowing a deep furrow in the ground.

Yasuo staggered back, his eyes full of wonder and consternation.

Tramercino's face was very ugly, and his voice slowly became cold: "Good accurate eyesight, it really deserves to be an old G...... But there are so many of us here, how long do you think you can last? I'll give you a chance, it's an internal matter of our Order, and if you leave now, I can act like you never came. ”

Old G didn't seem to listen at all, he smiled, reached out and slowly pulled out the two-handed sword that looked extremely ordinary, and as the sword was unsheathed inch by inch, I clearly saw that the look in Tracino's eyes changed.

"Do you recognize this sword?" said Old G calmly, "Tramersino?"

At the same time, Tracíno had that solemn look on his face for the first time, and I didn't even see him look like that against Zowug. With the appearance of that look, wisps of black smoke began to appear around him.

"Holy Sword, Valcion!" Tracino said coldly, "But it looks like you haven't unsealed it, won't you?"

Old G tightened his hand clenching the sword: "Good vision...... No need to unblock, it's enough to kill you now!"

After saying this, the old G suddenly disappeared in place, and at the same time, an incomparably dazzling golden light suddenly burst out in front of Tramersino, and in the light, I could vaguely see a tenacious and unyielding long sword, which stabbed in Tracino's chest without resistance, constantly rotating, rushing, and grinding.

However, it didn't seem to be pierced, and in the position closest to the chest, there was a small shield condensed by black wisps of smoke, which was dead against the blade of the long sword.

"Leon's Sword of Light?!" Tramesino said through gritted teeth, but I could see that he still had some strength left, and with a slight movement of his hands, a wisp of black smoke coalesced into a poisonous snake behind that golden light.

Although it was much smaller, I could tell at a glance that it was the snake that had bitten Zovug to death.

I swung the Anduriel and slashed it, not thinking about whether I could cut it or not.

But my sword didn't hit the viper, a fist-sized, blue-white, lightning ball that kept bursting out of electric sparks suddenly appeared in front of my sword, although I split the ball of light with a sword, but the powerful current was transmitted down Anduriel's body at the same time as it was split, and my left hand holding the sword, along with my left shoulder, was numb and felt it for a moment.

Finreal rode forward and said coldly, "I don't want to kill you, Emmons. On the contrary, I would love to have you come to my aid. Come here, stand with me, and we'll start a new world together. ”

As he spoke, Finreal held out his hand to me, as if expecting me to come over and shake his hand.

I looked at Fenreal, whose eyes were red at the moment, and smiled: "I'm sorry, your new world is not what I want at all." ”

Finreal's eyes turned cold for a moment, and he withdrew his hand, and the peaceful aura of Fang Cai became fierce and brutal at this moment, and his whole person seemed to turn into a hungry snow wolf. He looked at me coldly and said, "In that case, you can disappear with the new world you want." ”

Infinite blue-white thunder light burst out from Finreal's body, and he was dazzlingly illuminated by the thunder and lightning around him at this moment, like the legendary god of thunder.

As he beckoned, the leaping and loose blue-white thunderbolt twisted and condensed into a huge spear, the head of which was pointed firmly at me.

"The holy spear that pierces everything?"

The premonition of danger in my heart was instantly strong to the point of being incomprehensible, although the size of this lightning spear was far from comparable to the lightning I had suffered in the grassland before, but the premonition of danger brought to me was simply beyond several levels, and I had no doubt that it would penetrate the unicorn's protective layer in an instant, easily penetrating me and turning me into ashes.

Subconsciously, the two runes under the hanging baskets on the left and right lit up at the same time, and the unicorn took a deep breath, and a distorted air mass gradually formed in its mouth. As the lightning spear stabbed at me like a meteor, the soul in the crystal ball was transformed into dragon power without any money.

"Dragon's Roar? Flame Breath!"

"Dragon's Roar? Frost Breath!"

"Dragon's roar?"

A pillar of qi mixed with cyan cold air and bright red fire light burst out violently, and it was bound to meet the lightning spear that was getting closer and closer. I only felt a dazzling blue and white light suddenly burst out in front of me, piercing me so much that I couldn't open my eyes at all.

The unicorn hissed and leaped to the side with me, followed by the sound of the shield shattering and splashing, and I felt a sudden numbness on the right side of my body.

After the light passed, I turned my head and saw that my entire right hand, down to the shoulder, was gone, and the severed limb was a completely scorched wound, and I had lost my right palm, but now I had completely lost my entire right arm.

But it doesn't matter, there is no palm anyway, and the right arm is only a hindrance, but the power of the triple dragon's roar can't stop Finreal's holy spear?

Finreal looked at me coldly, and the thunderbolts of light kept pouring out of his side, suspended in the air, and he said, "Emmons, for the sake of the fact that we once had a one-sided relationship, I will finally give you a chance. Take refuge in me, or die!"

I looked at the nearly a hundred thunderballs that appeared beside him, and the only answer was the black flames that kept surging from the Anduriel sword. On Old G's side, at the moment when the poisonous snake condensed by black smoke was formed, he left Tramesino's chest with a ray of golden sword light, and when he landed, the delicate armor on his body, along with the long sword in his hand, were glowing with a rippling pale golden halo.

"Grand Elder of the Dark Order, Tramersino!" Old G shouted loudly, "Kells is your apprentice, right? ”

Tramesino laughed dryly twice and said, "You mentioned in front of me that I was killed by you, are you ready to be martyred for him?"

Old G shook his head: "I'm just reminding you, don't end up like him." ”

As soon as Old G's words fell, a one-man tall heavy sword stabbed abruptly from the side of his blind spot, like a dark lightning, and I had no doubt that everything would be cut in front of this lightning plane.

But Old G seemed to have eyes behind his ears, his body was slightly on one side, and the long sword in his hand swung diagonally backwards, not only avoiding the sword, but also looking like the sneak attacker himself hit his sword.

The sneak attacker was Vader, and in the face of this sudden change, he roared loudly, and actually dragged back the body that rushed forward.

Tramesino waved his hand at him: "Let me come." In group battles, he took advantage of it even more. After saying this, I had seen a scene in the dungeon of Uxhall, and darkness poured out of his thin body, and in mid-air it solidified into a black canopy of eggshells, under which everything was pitch black.

There are only two things that are not black.

One is Lao G, at this moment, the pale golden halo on his body is like an armor outside his body, steadily blocking the invasion of black mist.

The other was Fenrir, who was illuminated by the nearly 100 thunderballs around him, and the shady curtain consciously bypassed him.

As for me, the flames of Anduriel swirled around me in a circle, and as soon as the black mist of Tramercino approached me, it was scorched away by a deeper black flame.

"Come and learn this trick from me, this is a trick that once buried Zovug!" Tramesino's thin body shook slightly in the wind, "Spells? Death Night!"

"Do you still have the heart to look at others?" a voice suddenly sounded behind me, and with this voice, a hand pressed firmly on my back.

In an instant, I felt as if I had been struck by a thunderbolt from the sky, and I could only smell the burnt skin on my back, and see the black cloak behind me turn into a cloud of broken rags, flying like a butterfly from back to front in my sight.

I spun off the unicorn's back and fell heavily to the ground.

It was Finreal, he didn't know when, but in the blink of an eye, he appeared behind me and knocked me off the unicorn with a single palm.

But after that, he didn't look at me anymore, but turned his head to look at Lao G, and I noticed that beside him, the thunderballs converged into two huge thunder lights, vaguely solidified into a sword and a hammer.

But all I saw was this, and then my vision was obscured by a pair of boots that stepped on the Anduriel sword and kicked it aside.

Then, the other foot stepped on half of my face, forcing me to turn my head around.

It was Tex, and with a strange smile on his face, he said calmly, "You hate me, don't you?"

I stared at his chuckling face.

He shrugged his shoulders: "Actually, you don't have to be like this, join us, you can achieve your ideals." Sometimes, people need to compromise a little. Just like when you first joined the Order, and later agreed to Nikun's wooing, isn't it all the same nature, why insist on it?"

I sat up with my support, but I was still numb from Finreal's slap, and my hands and feet were not very obedient. I looked at him with a wry smile and said, "What do you think I'm insisting on? Is it the frivolous righteousness or someone's loyalty?" You are wrong, I insist on my dream, I know very well that as soon as I join you, that dream will no longer be dominated by me, and you, neither Tramersino nor Finrier, will allow such an era to exist in the world, and those who use the guise of salvation and reform will only see this dream as a tool for them to reach the pinnacle of power, not as a true faith. Only if I am in the driver's seat, can I reduce the privileges of all privileged people from top to bottom, and create absolute fairness and freedom, and my dream is that all people in the world live in equality, freedom, and harmony, and not as some supreme god, above all this! This dream can only be realized by myself, and I can't believe in others!"

Tex shook his head contemptuously: "Do you think such a world really exists?"

I smiled, "As long as I'm alive, it's going to exist one day...... It's a pity, it's a pity you can't see that day. ”

Tex slowly squatted down, pulled out a dagger from the side of his boot, rested gracefully on my carotid artery, and said with a smile: "So, that is to say, as long as my hand moves lightly now, the ideal of your dream with that fool will be completely wiped out?"

I felt my own blood pulsate against the sharp blade, squeezed out a smile with difficulty, and said, "No...... Even if I die now, in the future, there will be a day, or a group of people, who will pick up my dream again and turn it into reality. I can die, but this dream will not be shattered!"

Dirks was stunned, and suddenly laughed, and said while laughing: "Emmons, I've been with you for so long, and you've always been cruel and cold realism when you look at problems and make decisions, and it's the first time I've seen you daydreaming......"

I smiled and said, "Do you think I'm really daydreaming? You're right, I've always been very realistic, I think that's what I've dreamed of, and that's how you've ended." ”

Tex's smile stiffened, and he subconsciously raised his head to look left and right.

At that moment, my intact left hand pulled out the twilight of the gods from my bosom and plunged a dagger into his belly.

I could feel the throbbing sensation of the cold God's left hand being clenched, awakened by the hot blood of Tex, and sucking frantically.

In the blink of an eye, Tex, who had been fatally struck by Ragnarok, was drained of blood by the left hand of the god, turned into a dried corpse, and fell to the ground.

I followed one by one, picked up Anduriel from the side, and without thinking about it, I raised my hand and waved out thousands of black fires, turning into the heavens and all things, bursting out of thin air.

The smoke is three thousand miles!

This move can't hurt real creatures, but it can create a lot of momentum, and I can use this black fire to escape to safety.

It's a trap, a trap created by the Order's civil strife! I'm almost certain of the mysterious organization that has always been at odds with the Order