Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Throne of Bones
Woo...... Woo...... Woo......
The day is creeping up into the distance, and the sky is already completely bright. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
The copper-yellow Kirk sailed from far and near, and finally in a very narrow shallow conversation, slowly lowered the large flat sail, and threw down the blue-gray anchor, the sturdy anchor chain made a "cluck" sound, and it was stained with cyan bryophytes, and at this time it had grown verdant hair.
A man stood on the streamlined side of the ship, dressed in a loose black coat, a sharp knife exposed in the cold light, wrapped in light burlap and worn around his waist, and long riding boots on his feet, the toes of which were slightly arched.
The light and shadow were intertwined, and the face was terrifying, with rough skin, black and purple, and a scruffy beard. Only the eyes are sharp and perceptiveβthe eyes are a strange golden color, rigidly embedded in the prominent sockets, the eye sockets are deep-set and covered with terrible dark circles, and the typical hooked nose has a nose as thin as a cicada's wing, sharp and fleshless, with a protruding hump.
The man leaned against the rusty yellow guardrail, looking out at the endless sea, the gray waves in his eyes undulated, and his lips moved slightly:
"Tomon, isn't Alex here yet?"
"Not yet...... Hawkeye-sama. β
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The Far North Forest, shrouded in green mist, the ghost Nana.
The black mist was like a peng, its wings were spread, and the sharp sound shook the trees, resounding through Jiugao, and the sound was heard in the sky.
Jacob had a splitting headache, the black mist behind him, no more than a millimeter away from him, this sharp sound, he was already dizzy, almost fainted, only felt an itch in his ears, subconsciously reached out and touched it, it was full of blood.
"Hurry up...... Hurry up......" Jacob urged angrily.
However, this light-colored motley horse was already exhausted, and its hooves were raised lower and lower, and its long mane was tightly closed.
"Boom...... ......"
Hearing only the sound of a weak horse, Jacob only felt a lightness under him, and knew in his heart that something was going to be bad.
Although the light-colored motley horse galloped incessantly, it was already out of strength under its feet, and it tripped over a black tree, and fell down in response, and its hooves were tossed to the sky, and its mouth was foaming at the mouth, and after a moment it did not move.
And Natasha and Jacob were anticipating this person's backing and rolling, obviously taking precautions, but they just snorted and flew more than half a meter away.
Click, click.
Both of them fell to the ground, whimpering, and fell hard.
And the black smoke behind him did not give up, like a living thing, very understanding of judging the situation, seeing this, it was even more urgent, like lightning and thunder, whirring and roaring, the momentum was monstrous, and the sharp sound also reached a very high point.
Sou.
In the overwhelming cloud of ghostly black smoke, a small puff was separated in an instant, and with a long roar, he was extremely excited, and he took the lead in flying straight towards the dying horse, stabbing and stabbing, like a black scimitar, cutting flesh and removing bones, surging and churning.
The light-colored motley horse roared in the sky, and its sharp neighing and wailing were completely annihilated as the great black smoke gradually enveloped it.
Seeing this scene, Jacob was already so frightened that his legs were weak, and he fell to the ground, and his jaws could no longer be closed due to the slight opening of his jaws, so he only kicked his feet to himself, and his body kept shrinking back.
Natasha's face was pale, she bit her lower lip tightly, cold sweat poured on her back, her heart was extremely sad, now her spell was exhausted, her body was exhausted, if she forcibly cast the "exorcism spell" again, I am afraid that she would only die earlier, but now what other ways to deal with it?
It's just that there is not much time left for her, and the black smoke is just stagnant for a moment, and then it rushes towards Natasha, like a ghost net, hiding her face.
"......No," Jacob exclaimed.
At the moment, there is no time to think, it is better to sit back and give it a go.
Natasha raised her hands high, her five fingers were used as exorcist clasps, her teeth were intertwined, and the blood-colored light was born from the lock, but it was dim and weak, showing a drooping state, although she was extremely reluctant in her heart, she still wanted to make a final attempt.
Woohoo.
The black smoke was already in front of him, and with a stabbing sound, the huge mouth of the heaven-swallowing giant opened suddenly, looking to devour the flesh and blood of the stunner in front of him.
"That's all there is to it...... Kliod...... Natasha had no worries in her heart, she bit her lower lip, her teeth clenched, and was about to shout the exorcism spell "Kliodazal", but suddenly a figure appeared behind her, and only one arrow step was in front of her, and she was able to resist the black smoke for her.
Rumble!
A burst of blood appeared, covering the entire sky, and thousands of trees swayed and shook.
After the crackling sound died down, the shrill ghostly scream of black smoke fell silent, and only the terrifying grinding sound of bones was in my ears, gurgling. Natasha looked up and saw that it was Jacob!
Jacob actually blocked the black smoke with his flesh and blood, and stood in front of him, like a pine, his sleeves flying, his right hand was dead against the dark blue ghostly energy, and his whole arm was embedded in the black smoke, burying deeper and deeper. And in the black smoke, it seemed that there were thousands of poisonous snakes and wild owls biting Jacob's flesh and blood, and the meat grinder strangled Jacob's flesh and bones.
Sting, stinging, stinging.
Scarlet blood, splashed out of the black smoke, sprinkled on the four fields. The sound of bones shattering, the sound of flesh tearing, was incessant, very terrifying.
"Jacob, what are you doing?!" Natasha was startled, and her voice was unconsciously crying.
Jacob stood in front of him, shielding himself from the ghostly black smoke, and now his face was as dead as ashes, his shape was withered, and his lips were shriveled and bloodless.
He just glanced at Natasha with a tired face and smiled with satisfaction.
"It all started with me, Natasha...... As a man, I, Jacob, am always vulnerable, but I can't let you protect me again and again, let me be a hero too...... You go quickly......"
"Let's go!"
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The blue sea and the sky are long, and the seabirds are soaring, and they are rhymed.
Kirk sailboat.
"Hawkeye...... Natasha Alex had already brought the young man back. β
Hawkeye was sitting in the cabin of the Kirk sailboat, looking at the rolling waves and playfully playing with a yellowed human bone dagger, bored.
"Oh?"
Hearing this, he slowly raised his head and looked at the young talent in front of him with great interest, his favorite apprentice: Tomon Louis.
"Where are they? Take me there. β
"Hahaha......" Tomon laughed weirdly, and the laughter was very arrogant.
"Lord Hawkeye, they are on the deck, and the people have already tied up the remnants of that old beast as you commanded, and are waiting for you to give orders. β
"How's Alex's little girl, not hurt, right?"
"As you requested, unscathed. β
A hint of coldness appeared at the corner of Hawkeye's mouth, and with a clatter, he slammed the short dagger of human bones into the iron pear wood of the brown table.
"Very well, Tomon, I was about to use the bones of that little bastard to match my 'peck' of fangs with the hilt of my sword. β
With that, he burst out laughing.
"Hawkeye-sama, then, please go this way. β
"Huh......?"
Hawkeye only walked a few steps, and felt that his body was stunned for a while, and he secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, but it was too late, this time he was dizzy, his legs and feet were weak, and he sat down with a "snap".
"Tomon...... You...... Poisoned?"
One, two, three, four, five.
"Hahaha...... Lord Hawkeye, it's really amazing, after drinking four or five Gu red wine, paired with Mandela, he can still stand in five steps without changing his complexion. β
"You evil beast ......" Eagle Eye was furious, his face was full of green muscles, two rounds of golden eyes, revealing a fierce light, very terrifying, his hand groped for the scimitar on his waist, and without saying a word, he wanted to get up and draw the knife, but the air flow in his body was chaotic, and he snorted in his mouth, and spit out a mouthful of sweet blood.
"Poof...... Tomon ...... I raise you as if you were my own child...... You...... ......"
With that, Tomon stomped his foot on Hawkeye's face, making a "gurgling" bone sound and spitting again.
"Give up, old fellow, Momandela won't kill you yet, I'll let you see me ascend to the Bone Throne with your own eyes, you old guy insists on going his own way, you don't know how to be flexible, you will only harm your people......"
"You brute...... What about my people, why do you choose to be on the side of the Knights!?"
"Hah...... Hahaha......"
Tomon Louis turned his back with a sneer and said:
"It's simple, Hawkeye, no one here wants to accompany you to your death. β