When the black shadow appeared in front of him, Yi Fan's heart suddenly swelled up with a strange feeling, it was as if the soul had been forcibly withdrawn from the body for a moment, and then the whole body did not belong to him!

Although it was only for a short moment, Yi Fan still felt a throbbing as if it came from the depths of his soul, and even when the man with the scythe had rushed in front of him, he still couldn't recover from that feeling!

What's going on, is the strength of the man on the other side enough to affect my emotions?, or is it true that even they, in their previous battles with Saber, have already preserved their strength?

It was clear that the opponent in front of him was only close to the strength of the Sword Master at best, but the strange feeling hovering in his mind still lingered, making people feel that it was not an attack from the opponent, but a soul dormant in his heart, ready to move in such a battle!

"Die, Death Slash!" Although it is often shameful to shout his name when attacking, in order to maximize the efficiency of the operation of qi and magic power, Geralt shouted loudly at the same time as he raised the giant scythe in his hand.

Rumble!

Perhaps it was because of Gero's voice that Yi Fan or Science reacted at the critical moment, and the four stone walls that were erected almost at the same time suddenly stood up from all around his body at the moment he waved his hand, and Geralt's fast and swift attack also hit those stone walls in the next second!

"It's strange, it's really strange, that person's ability is definitely not enough to affect me!" While waving his hand to block Geralt's attack, Yi Fan lowered his head and thought slightly.

But at this time, Geralt, who was originally attacking Yi Fan, showed a strange smile on his face, and then his body floating in mid-air actually melted away in an instant like a liquid, and the shadow under his body seemed to have received some kind of magic infusion, and rushed towards Yi Fan quickly!

"What's the matter!" The vigilance in his heart made Yi Fan notice the rushing black shadow for the first time, and almost without thinking, the flickering blades of light crossed into a blazing magic array and rushed towards the black shadow.

But this attack was obviously planned by the other party for a long time, and at the same time as Yi Fan launched a counterattack, a pure black magic array suddenly appeared in front of those light blades, and then it was like a black hole, sucking all those light blades into it!

"Geralt, hurry up!" And at this time, Tedamir, who was planning to bypass the steel wall of Ivanna, also appeared in mid-air not far away. Obviously, the magic array that counteracted Yi Fan's attack was really used by him.

Almost the moment he saw the black magic array swallowing his own attack, Yi Fan's heart had such a thought, but it was this moment of distraction that made Geralt, who was already very close to him, pounce on his body at once, and then as if he had been cursed by some kind of curse, the world in front of Yi Fan actually became dim at that moment!

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This is the feeling of being in another world, whether it is the body or the memory, it makes Yi Fan feel an inappropriate feeling for a moment, and after a long time, he suddenly feels that he may have a name named Gerald in this world.

The time in this world has reached the middle of the night, and the fierce fighting at the beginning has slowly disappeared with the passage of time, and only one or two deliberately suppressed wails can be heard occasionally.

The whole forest seemed strangely silent at this time, not at all like the battlefield where people were fighting for their lives just now, only the distant firelight was still jumping, reflecting the tragic situation on the ground.

There were scattered limbs everywhere, but the only one that was still intact was the first unlucky knight who was slashed through the chest by Gerald's sword, and the blood flowed down the long sword in Gerald's hand to the ground, making an inaudible ticking sound, and there was an oppressive and terrifying atmosphere in the air.

Peter was not dead, he was clutching his bleeding wounds, looking at the man in front of him with horror on his face!

It wasn't the same person! He would smile madly when he killed, and he would deliberately cut off other people's bodies for fun, this man was no longer the man he knew at the beginning, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was possessed by a demon.

Gerald's eyes looked at everything around him, although the world in his eyes was blood-red, now he couldn't feel the smell of blood, if it weren't for the sword in his hand and the obvious reality, maybe he would have doubted whether he really existed in this world.

It's not me!!!

I'm not such a person! My sword exists to protect! Although Gerald had no intention of showing mercy to his men in the beginning of the battle, after all, whether it was from the perspective of being an enemy or simply trying to protect himself, killing them was inevitable.

But at the end of the battle, everything changed, and when he cut off the head of one knight and not just cut his throat, his heart actually welled up with joy that he still felt afraid, so that he immediately cut off the limbs of another knight in that almost crazy way, and he actually longed for such a tyrannical way of killing in his heart!

Even in the previous life, even in those dark days, Gerald hated killing from the bottom of his heart, and he still tried in vain to preserve the innocence of a person, the most simple thing of a human being.

Humans are inherently weak, this is what Gerald told Jack, and because of this, the original humans must have hated strife and fighting, but they had to do things they were not willing to do in order to survive under the overwhelm of the world.

"Let's go. Looking at Peter's demonic expression in the distance, Gerald smiled bitterly, picked up the package on the ground that had originally contained the food, and began to walk the way he had come.

He didn't know if he should let Peter go, but now he didn't have the courage to kill, and he was worried that he would become the demon who made him feel strange in the next second. He didn't know if Peter would be alive, after all, one of Peter's arms had been cut off by him in the battle just now, and it would be difficult for him to survive without treatment.

"Wait a minute!" At that moment, Peter, who should have been glad that he had been spared, stopped Gerald, and he even stood up with the sword he held on his right hand, and the broken part of his left arm, which had lost control, was bleeding at a faster speed due to the force.

Looking at the crumbling figure, Gerald felt a tingling in his heart, if there was no deception from the beginning, these knights who could block their lives for glory and mission, probably we would become friends! At that moment, Gerald's mind seemed to return to the village four years ago, both adults and children looked at those knights on horses with eager eyes.

"Is there anything else you have to say?" When his thoughts returned to his mind, Gerald realized that Peter had staggered in front of him with the support of his sword, and the blood had been spilled all the way, and the world in the forest, under the light of the fire, was a little more bright red.

"Are you scared? Gerald!" As if he had exhausted all his strength, Peter gasped for breath as soon as he said this, but in his eyes, there was no confusion or emptiness before death came.

"Well, I'm afraid!" Looking at Peter's appearance, Gerald didn't even know what kind of lie to prevaricate, so in the end he told the truth. He was really afraid, afraid of the unknown self, the unknown being that would swallow up even the current self!

Hearing Gerald's reply, Peter was stunned, probably he didn't expect Gerald to admit the weakness in his heart so calmly. But only for a moment, Peter chuckled and continued: "Dragon, in you, I see the shadow of a dragon! ”

If it were in the motherland of the previous life, I would have been very excited when I heard that I would become a creature like a dragon! However, the dragon here is a symbol of disaster! Fierce and violent, murderous and greedy, will I become something like that?

Gerald wanted to tell Peter out loud that even dragons have feelings, and even dragons will do their best to protect their offspring, but in the end he can't say a word, because he is human, and all that is precious to him is human!

Gerald didn't know what would become of a person bathed in dragon's blood in Western legends, so he began to fear the fate that might hurt the people he cherished, and sweat began to cover Gerald's face unconsciously, and the scars on his face from four years ago seemed to have disappeared because of the dragon's blood ability!

"No, no, what will become a dragon! That's just your guess, after all, even the dragon itself only exists in legends!" Probably finally thought of a reasonable reason, Gerald said loudly to Peter, but deep down, he knew that even he couldn't convince himself, because his previous actions were really abnormal!

"Even if you kill the dragon with your own hands, do you still have to treat it as a legend?" Peter looked up at Gerald, who was gradually falling into terror for himself, with a look of struggle and hesitation on his face, and then he gritted his teeth, raised his long sword with his remaining right hand and stabbed at Gerald, "If you are so afraid, then die!" Peter's face had become fierce with madness and excitement, and his distorted face made him look like he was not what it used to be.

If it was in normal times, of course, there was no threat to Gerald with such an attack, you must know that even when he was intact, none of the four knights with high weapons could attack Gerald. But now Gerald is in a state of doubt about himself, not only is he not a little defenseless, but even if he sees Peter's attack, he will not necessarily be defenseless!

When the tip of the long sword came from the feeling of an obstacle blocking, Peter's face instantly became very ugly, and then he laughed like a self-defeating laugh after his hope was shattered: "Ha, ha, vomit... I've forgotten that you've become such a monster now, and a weapon like a sword can't kill you at all!" As he spoke, Peter couldn't help but spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and he had reached the time when the lamp ran out, and his face was gradually covered with the white that symbolized death.

"No, it's not a monster!" Feeling the slight tingling sensation coming from his waist, Gerald's face appeared with a happy expression, and after hesitating to reach there, he felt a slippery and sticky feeling, it was blood!

Gerald is injured!

When he saw the bright red color in his hand, Gerald only felt happy, because the injury only showed one thing, that is, he was still a human being, a normal human being!

Seeing Gerald's expression, Peter, who was dying, raised his head and looked ahead, his long sword pierced through the package that Gerald had held in his hand from the beginning, and finally stopped on Gerald's unarmored waist, where there was a wound that had just been stabbed by the tip of the sword!

So that's the case, he's still a human, so his madness just ...

Peter couldn't think any longer, his body fell uncontrollably behind him, and although his eyes were still open, there was no trace of life in them, he was dead!

The sword was pulled out of the package Gerald was holding as he leaned back, and landed on the ground with a crisp thud.

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Am I in someone's dream? But why is there such a sense of reality, or am I the same person I saw in the dream?

The soul seemed to float in a dark space with no end in sight, but Yi Fan's thoughts in his heart did not stop for even a moment, he felt as if he was his other man, fighting for another girl he cherished in another world, although he no longer remembered everything, he still reverently waited for the end, until he heard a sound of swallowing saliva out of fear in his ears.

"How is it? After peeking into my soul, does a clown like you still have the will to continue fighting?" As if he had just slept soundly, Yi Fan, who opened his eyes, looked at the black phantom who had just left his body with a grim expression.