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Perseus stood in the distance, holding a wooden sword, the wounds on his body healing at a rate visible to the naked eye. As for Ian, he looked at the broken armor on his body with a wry smile, and simply took it all off, and after a hoarse grinning pain, he was much more relaxed.

In the past few days, the Elven Queen's attitude towards him has also changed a lot, although Ian doesn't know why. At least the queen didn't glance at him indifferently after he was knocked down, with an expression that I already knew, but in order to prevent Ian from wasting a lot of time every day climbing the World Tree, she specially asked Old Pu to remove Perseus's puppet from the World Tree.

Now he and Perseus's puppet are in a completely enclosed room, with a brazier in the center of the room, banishing the coldness from the room. The environment was much better than being beaten by the wind and rain on the World Tree all day, so much so that when Ian was tired, he could simply lie down and rest and wait until his strength was restored.

However, after all these days, he still failed to defeat Perseus, and although the wounds left on his body were more and more, he was always able to recover them in a short time and then inflict the same damage on Ian.

Ian didn't recover so easily, and he felt every joint in his body hurt.

What is the flaw, what is the flaw?

That's the question Ian thinks about the most today. Obviously, there is only one way to defeat Perseus, find his flaws and collapse them with one blow, so that he does not have a chance to survive. However, Ian still couldn't find where his flaws were, so he could only attack every part of his body like a dragonfly.

But Perseus was unscathed, but he scarred himself under this attempted attack.

Where the hell is it?

While Ian was pondering, the window suddenly shook, at first it was slight, but slowly it shook loudly, like someone was slamming his fist outside the house. Ian was stunned, feeling that the wind seemed to be a bit strong, hasn't the weather been good during this time, why did it suddenly change?

Hell, is this the time to think about the weather for yourself?

Ian patted his head and closed his eyes, forcibly concentrating himself on finding Perseus's flaws.

"Bang bang" The wooden window vibrated violently.

His flaws

The wooden door seems to be about to be unable to withstand the cold wind.

result

"Pakpapa"

Hell, this house looks like it's going to collapse!

Ian opened his eyes and found that the whole house was crumbling, with sawdust falling from the roof from time to time. He turned his head and saw that the wooden windows were about to be deformed, and a strong force was pushing him outside. Ian hurriedly got up and wanted to open the window to see what was going on outside.

Just as he approached the window, he was suddenly stunned.

He felt a cold wind cut across his cheeks.

"No, this room is completely enclosed, how can there be wind coming in," Ian muttered, remembering that Old Pu had told him when he brought him here that this room was completely enclosed to punish the elves who misplaced them. If you stay in it for a long time, you will become irritable because of the air that is difficult to circulate, and you may eventually take your life because of suffocation, so you must come out to breathe after staying for a long time.

He had also inspected the room, and lamented that it was too exaggerated, that he could not find a single hole, and that it was all wooden planks. However, it was such a nailed room with wooden planks, but the wind still came in.

Is it because of the gaps?

Only this possibility is that the wind will only penetrate through the cracks, even the smallest ones, even if they are invisible to the naked eye. It occurred to Ian that, in a sense, these invisible cracks were the weakness of this room, or rather, the flaws?

Ian turned to look at Perseus.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the whole room was trembling, as if it might be uprooted at any moment. However, Ian didn't care, he felt the wind carefully, and this was probably his best chance to defeat Perseus.

"There are flaws in everything. Al and Dennis's words echoed in his ears, "The hard thing is how to find those flaws, it takes heart. ”

Or, with wind.

The wind is perhaps the best at finding flaws, and if there is a crack in it, it can drill through it. And that little crack is Perseus's flaw.

Now all he has to do is feel the melody of the wind. It's like Al and Dennis feeling the melody of falling leaves.

Ian calmed down.

"Smack!"

The cold wind finally destroyed the weak wooden window, which turned from a single piece to pieces of sawdust, which were swept up by the cold wind and rushed into the house. Ian drew his knife too, this time not with a wooden knife, but with a guard, the blade of the guard broke away from the scabbard, setting off a breaking sound in the cold wind.

Ian lunged forward, but closed his eyes as he charged. He can't see the wind, and the best thing to do is to turn off his vision and feel the cold wind with the rest of his body. It's like the skill of an archery master who can blindfold and judge the position of his prey by smell and hearing.

This knife is cut down with the wind.

He had never felt the attack so smooth, barely hindered, and the blade slashed through the air in a half-moon-shaped arc. His ears caught the sound of wood shattering, accompanied by Perseus's moans of relief.

"Well done. ”

He opened his eyes, looked down at the lifeless puppet at his feet, and looked up to see the First Lord smiling at him.

His mouth opened and closed, but he made no sound. But Ian read out what he wanted to say from the shape of his mouth.

He's saying, "You win. ”

Ian responded with a smile, the two of them didn't say anything, but the look in their eyes was enough to say everything. Perseus gave Ian a deep look, then turned and walked away with his back to Ian. His back slowly disappeared into the wind, and in the end, only the white robe was left, hanging on the branches next to the wooden house, flying in the wind.

He slowly walked to the branch, took off the white robe, and heard Perseus's voice in his ears again.

"It's yours. ”

Perseus is gone, gone forever, just like Tony. Before Tony left, he left Ian with an answer, and Perseus left Ian with a white robe before leaving. Of course, it's not just a white robe.

He put on this ancient white robe, the white robe was perfectly attached to his body, and the blood-stained thorn flower totem behind him was bright and dazzling.

From now on, he is Ian Iliad, Lord of Thorns.

Before he could rejoice, however, an ancient, solemn groan, accompanied by a cold wind, resounded throughout the village. He turned his head and saw the Emperor standing on the World Tree.

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