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Once again, the tide has turned.

Although the left half of her face was almost scorched, and although there was a terrifying wound on her thigh that was deep enough to see the bone, it was clear that the white-robed mage was more seriously injured than her, and the short knife was plunged straight into his chest, deep and without a straight handle, he was now completely unable to stand up, and could only support the ground with his arms, barely raising his upper body.

The witch picked up the short knife that the mage had just thrown aside, and staggered towards him.

"Master Karzan, I ask again, where is the Heart of Agrian. ”

The mage's mouth kept foaming at the blood, and even it seemed difficult to breathe: "If you die of this heart, I won't let you get your wish." ”

"Even at the cost of life?"

After the witch asked these words, a mixture of pain, remorse, and determination appeared on the white-robed mage's face: "My life should have ended a long time ago. ”

"It's stupid and stubborn!" the witch stepped forward and slashed the mage's arm with her dagger, "Tell me who holds Agrian's Heart, and I can make you die a happy death." ”

The mage just looked at her coldly, and didn't say a word.

Enraged by this contemptuous gaze, the witch raised her knife again, this time slashing between the mage's legs.

But before the knife fell, she sensed the danger.

A powerful crossbow burst through the air, the force was extremely strong, and she subconsciously used a short knife to block it.

With a "dang" sound, although the crossbow arrow was blocked, the huge impact still shook her hand.

Immediately after that, the second crossbow arrow arrived, and seeing that the trajectory was aimed at the upper side of her body, she quickly lowered her body, and the crossbow arrow flew dangerously against her back.

Then it was the third one, still flying straight towards her upper body, and the witch who was just trying to stand up was startled, and this time she squatted completely on the ground, barely dodging it.

After three crossbow arrows in a row, the witch faintly felt that something was wrong.

Judging by the speed and strength of the crossbow arrows, the enemy is not far from him. But at such a close distance, the crossbow arrows shot by the other party are not satisfactory on the target, and they have always been a little on the top, is the other party just a mediocre hand?

Then he was too bold to see what race he was, and he dared to do it.

But the next moment, she knew she was wrong.

A man suddenly jumped out from behind the hillside on the left, and rushed towards him with a long sword in his hand, the speed seemed to be no less than that of a crossbow arrow, and in the blink of an eye, the sword in the opponent's hand pierced in front of him.

Only then did the witch react, how could the speed of such a surprise attack be mediocre.

He shot three crossbow arrows in a row that was deflected upwards to prevent himself from flying.

The witch was experienced in a hundred battles, and she did not panic when she was suddenly attacked by the enemy under serious injuries, she dodged the opponent's direct stab sideways, and at the moment when the long sword slashed in front of her, and it was too late to change direction, she suddenly stepped to the side, and the short knife in her hand stabbed the man in the neck.

I don't know who you are, but you're brave and a little clever.

But in terms of speed, in terms of combat skills, you are much worse than Karazan.

Die!

The short knife carries the sound of the wind, and if it is pierced, it will surely die.

But as soon as the witch saw that the man's hand was raised, a clear blue mist appeared on his left hand very abruptly, completely blocking his head and shoulders.

His own knife was stabbed into the strange mist, and he couldn't move any further.

This is...... Water shield?

Can you carry your own ferocious water shield within easy reach?

It's still instantaneous!

Underestimating this kid too much, the witch realized that she had underestimated the other party's combat power.

But it was too late.

Sean unexpectedly blocked the witch's menacing sword, and at the same time let go of the piercing sword with his right hand, allowing it to fall to the ground.

The opponent's ambition to win the knife did not succeed, and now the door is wide open, and only by seizing this rare opportunity can it be possible to win. If the witch is used to her own way of attacking and defending, with her skills, the danger is herself.

So Sean simply threw away the long sword that he didn't have time to withdraw, pulled out the dagger from his waist with his right hand like lightning, and took advantage of the moment when the witch was distracted, stabbed it under her chest armor, and then twisted it fiercely, stirred up the wound and pulled it out again, a large amount of blood spurted out, dyeing half of Sean's body red.

The witch was already scarred before, and the injuries on her face and thighs were even more serious, but with a breath of support, as Sean pulled out the knife, the mortally injured witch finally fell softly.

Sean let out a sigh of relief, such a strong enemy was easily killed by himself, it was unbelievable, and thanks to the white-robed mage who crippled her first, and the old man in the mask gave the water curtain Tianhua Shield, otherwise he really didn't have the confidence to make a move.

He then checked the mage's injuries and gasped.

Like the witch, the mage was also stabbed in the chest, such a serious injury, not to mention Sean's primary healing technique, even if all the bishops and priests in the town are here, I am afraid that they will not be able to save the mage's life.

The mage was very open-minded: "Young man, there is no need to work for me, death can allow me to return to the Father of all gods, let go of all my worries, and listen to his teachings all the time, it is not much better than fighting with people all day long." ”

This attitude of pessimizing life and death made Sean very admirable, and couldn't help but ask: "Is there anything you need me to do for you, if it is within my ability, I will definitely help you do it." ”

The mage spat out a mouthful of blood and said with difficulty: "Thank you, young man, if you want, there are indeed two things to ask you, ahem......"

"Speak, please. ”

"Bring my ashes to my daughter Rebecca, who lives in Qingquan Town, west of Silver Fox City in the south, and in return, my equipment will be yours. ”

The mage sighed and continued, "I owe so much to my family, and I don't know if Rebecca is willing to accept my ashes. ”

Sean said seriously: "I will transfer your equipment and other relics to your daughter, and I will try my best to persuade her to keep your ashes, after all, you are the closest relatives, I don't think she will be so ruthless." ”

The mage looked at Sean carefully and asked slowly, "Young man, what's your name?"

"Sean Turnble. ”

“...... Who are you Roger Tempur?"

"You know my father?"

"Of course, at that time I was a guest at the Stag's house, and when your mother eloped with your father with a thin sword, I was still a little favorite, haha, ahem...... Ahem......"

Thinking of hearing about his parents' past from the mouth of this mage, Sean couldn't help but feel hot in his heart.

The mage stretched out his bloodied hand, grabbed Sean's arm, and continued:

"Sean, you go to the city of Calsect and tell their chief archmage Soresa to keep the Heart of Agrian, the devil's minions are looking for this treasure, they ...... Ahem...... They must have wanted to use it to find Agrian himself, who had disappeared in the Battle of the Ashes, so that Soresa could prepare early. ”

"Ready?"

"The devil may come back. ”