XXII. The Battle in the Empty Column (Part II)
γTHE LASTγγ
This word that belongs to the earth, like [THIRD], is accepted by the vast majority of gods. It refers to the final blow that ends the battle, or the person who can end the battle, usually by the strongest Divine Descendant in the team. In a team of three, only one person can complete "THE LAST", and the other two are only assistants.
For example, now.
The dwarf stared at Ye Zhifan deadly, his cloudy eyes full of anger and unwillingness. He struggled to stretch out his hand towards Ye Zhifan, and Ye Zhifan could see a black shadow in the dwarf's sleeve that was constantly shaking. The rich combat experience told Ye Zhifan that the dwarves tried to fight back.
But Ye Zhifan won't give him a chance.
AS THE FASTEST TYPE OF PERSON IN THE ACADEMY, THE GODBORN WITH THE ABILITY OF TIME WILL BE THE ONE WHO ENDS THE BATTLE AND COMPLETES [THE LAST] IN ANY GROUP. As the dwarf tried to fight back, he stirred up the dagger and the dwarf's chest was torn into a mess of minced flesh. The huge pain forced the dwarf to give up the idea of fighting back, and instead grabbed Ye Zhifan's blade tightly.
Ye Zhifan stretched out his hand, pressed his head, and said in the common language of the dwarf clan: "If you resist again, the knife will split your heart in two." β
The dwarf didn't dare to resist, he originally thought that Ye Zhifan had stabbed into the right side of his chest because of a mistake, but now it seems that it is not, this god with the ability of time, if he wants to kill him, he will not make such a mistake at all. The only explanation is that Ye Zhifan didn't want to kill him, he just wanted him to surrender.
Moreover, the only one who dares to do it on the time and space train is probably the madman in that academy.
The dwarf endured the pain and slowly raised his hand.
Seeing that he had given up resistance, Ye Zhifan let go of his grip on the hilt. At such distance and with such injuries, few god-descendants were able to complete a desperate counterattack, unless it was a god-born who also possessed the ability of time, but this dwarf was clearly not.
Ye Zhifan focused his attention on the metal box.
SURE ENOUGH, IS IT FOR THAT THING? THE DWARF WHO NOTICED THIS SCENE CLENCHED HIS FISTS TIGHTLY, IN FACT HE DIDN'T KNOW WHAT WAS IN IT, AND HE DIDN'T EXPECT TO BE TARGETED BY [THIRD] AT ALL. Speaking of which, their mission was simply to send the box to another site along with its contents.
Unexpectedly, not long after hitting the road, he was attacked by [THIRD], and the group of gods who gathered together to kill the gods were really not comparable to them. It's just that the guy in front of him is too ruthless, and he has a strong purpose, from the beginning he took it as his own target, so he led away the orcs who posed the greatest threat to him, and stepped on the neck of his human companion in an instant, preventing him from having a chance to get help.
He couldn't help but tilt his head to look at his old partner. Even if the vitality of the godborn is tenacious, even if the neck is trampled and broken, there is a chance to save it, but-
At the moment when he turned his head, the dwarf suddenly felt that something was wrong and screamed, "Hell, who are you?"
Ye Zhifan turned his head suddenly, and saw that the location of the human god descendant suddenly burst into flames. He cursed and scolded, grabbed the black box and stepped back, and the next second, the seat exploded, blowing up a small hole in the carriage and kicking off huge black smoke. Ye Zhifan saw a nimble shadow rushing out of the black smoke to the outside of the carriage, and there was no trace in a blink of an eye.
By the time the smoke cleared, the dwarf was slumped in his seat, breathless. There are dozens of long black thorns stuck upside down on his body, and he looks like a hedgehog from a distance.
How so?
Ye Zhifan frowned tightly.
He was killed by his own abilities?
"Roar!"
At this moment, another beast-like roar came from behind Ye Zhifan. He jerked his head back and saw that the minotaur orc, who had been imprisoned by the ice, suddenly broke free of the ice, slapped the girl to the ground, and then gasped and ran towards another carriage.
Damn, there's no way to use the ability yet. Once this guy is put in another carriage, it will inevitably cause more casualties, which is not acceptable to the Academy.
But the minotaur couldn't make it to the other carriage, and at the junction of the carriage and the carriage, a huge figure in a black robe appeared. The figure directly punched the minotaur orc, and the fist hit the latter's chin, and the latter was like a leaf lifted by a wave of air, and retreated five or six meters, crushing countless tables and chairs before stopping, and there was no movement.
Fortunately, during the previous fight, the other passengers in this carriage had already run to other carriages, and no unlucky people were affected by this battle.
"You're making too much noise. β
The figure walked out slowly, and it was another minotaur, but he was wearing a black robe, and the silver badge embroidered on his chest had three horizontal lines. These all illustrate his identity, and he is also a member of the second group of the academy.
"If we were in the middle of the space-time tunnel, you would have ended up burying all the passengers in this carriage. The minotaur orc looked at the broken part of the carriage with a gloomy face.
"There is no such thing as an if. Ye Zhifan said calmly, "The reason why we chose to do it in the place where we stand is enough to show that we have taken the accident into account." β
The minotaur snorted coldly, first pulled up the girl who fell to the ground, and then walked to the unlucky ghost who was beaten away by his punch, frowning: "Strange, I didn't want his life, why did he die just to this extent." β
Ye Zhifan didn't answer the Minotaur's question, because there was an even bigger question in front of him. The dwarf in front of him was actually killed by his own ability, and the black barbs that pierced his body were the black shadows in the cuffs that Ye Zhifan had seen before. Obviously, it was the hands and feet of the human god who escaped, but how did he do it?
Why did he attack his companions? Obviously, he was the most inconspicuous of the three gods, but he almost defeated Ye Zhifan's army.
"Quack. β
The pitch-black crow flew back to the girl's side, curled up on the ground, and slowly grew larger, finally turning into a young man dressed in black.
"What's going on?" the young man looked confused, "Why is there such a mess here?"
"You're embarrassed to say it. The girl said coldly, "What did you do just now?"
"I think you can take care of everything, so I'll fly to another carriage to see the elves. The young man shrugged, "Who knew that Xiaoxue, you are getting weaker and weaker, and you still let this guy break free even though you have so much time to prepare." β
Xiaoxue's face instantly turned red: "What nonsense are you talking about, if it's not ......"
......
Ye Zhifan ignored the argument between the two team members. He silently removed his knife from the dwarf's body, sheathed it, and lifted the inconspicuous metal black box. It is precisely because of this inconspicuous black box that such a bloody conflict was triggered.
However, thinking of the things contained in this box, Ye Zhifan felt that such a result was already very ideal. The time train was about to enter the station, and he was about to leave.
"Hey. The bull-headed orc stopped Ye Zhifan, "If I'm not mistaken, you're the [Time Zero] of the Human Courtyard, right?"
Ye Zhifan glanced back at him, but did not speak.
"Looks like I guessed right. The Minotaur raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "My name is Beammons, I hope to have a chance to fight, I have never defeated a god with the ability of time in my life." β
Ye Zhifan still didn't speak, just beckoned the other two team members to leave. Beammons stood still, waiting for the time train to slowly enter the station before he reached the hole, his robes rattling through the cold wind coming through the window.
"Destroying corpses? β