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It was so cold, like walking on an ice field in a blizzard, Caesar couldn't help but want to hold his body with his hand to keep warm, but there was only a trembling left hand around his chest, and he remembered that he had just been cut off his right arm by Barack without paying attention. Purple lips panted one by one, and Mr. Caesar tilted his head to look at the arm on the ground not far away, which was still a healthy complexion, and Barack did it well, removing his entire arm neatly like a surgeon, and the incision was as smooth as a chef's sausage.

Caesar had heard from his mentors who had been on the battlefield that there weren't so many priests who spent a lot of time healing your wounds with holy art on the battlefield. The sword is ruthless, often after a day of fighting, hundreds of wounded will be carried off the line of fire, in order to prevent them from dying due to festering wounds, the old military doctors in the army will often choose to quickly cut you to amputate your limbs, if there is no liquor that can be used to numb your nerves, then they will simply use a saw to cut off your arms or thighs.

Although he has not personally experienced the treatment scene like killing a pig, Mr. Caesar can feel the pain just by imagining it, compared to the slow torture with a saw, in fact, Barack is much better this time, and if you are put in the army, you will definitely become a beloved surgeon - no wonder.

How can there be a surgeon who leaves the patient alone after the amputation, Mr. Caesar can feel that he is like a farmer's cow constantly producing red blood, although he has not slipped away to think about something at this time of life and death, but he is desperately trying to maintain his body balance and let himself be separated from the tumbler, but Caesar, who is swaying from side to side like a tumbler, knows very well that he can't do anything now.

The chaotic breathing made it impossible for him to properly mobilize the fighting energy in his body, and the magic pattern that he relied on the most was lost forever with his right sauce, and his brain whined like a boiling kettle, and the self-help knowledge he had learned in class could not even recall it now. All he can do now is to desperately hang on to his own little life, and then wait for Nagi to get Berak to rescue him.

Is that really the only way to go?

"Okay, if you really don't want this bug to die from blood loss, make your decision quickly," slowly walked to a stop a step away from Nagi, and Barack stretched out his wide right hand in front of Nagi, "You should also see that I'm not a murderer, show your sincerity, we don't want to embarrass Dewen, do we?"

"What do you want us to do?"

Frowning, Nagi gritted her teeth and asked coldly, she has now lost the patience to continue to talk nonsense with Barack, although she can barely keep standing, but Nagi can see that Caesar's kid is just holding on, and slowly losing consciousness because of blood loss is a far more painful thing than simply dying, this is not only **, but also a kind of mental torture for people, and there are many people who are driven crazy by this kind of slow death.

"Pledge allegiance to me—of course, I don't want an empty vow, you must make a soul pact with me to show your sincerity, of course, you don't have to worry about what I will do you badly, as long as you obey my orders wholeheartedly, you will never regret the loss of this false freedom. ”

Draw a few strokes in the air with your finger, and a translucent magic contract is presented in front of Nagi, the soul contract is similar to the pattern of the master-servant contract between the mage and the demon, and it is one of the safest forms of contract, because once you violate the content of the contract, the power of the contract lurking in you will immediately tear your fragile soul to pieces.

"We can help you, but we won't sell souls to guys like you!"

Glancing at the black and strong Barack in front of him, Nagi shook his head unswervingly and refused, not to mention what plans this guy was hiding, it is estimated that it will not be reliable, let her be loyal to a muscular brother? Nagi felt that he might as well go to the Yangyan Palace to find the mourning named Elizabeth, cough cough, it is the princess's allegiance!

"Okay, then let's die. ”

With a flip of his palm, the magic contract in the air was destroyed in an instant, and Barack's old technique was repeated suddenly, and the magic blade slashed at Nagi who was still stunned in place at a high speed that could break the sound barrier, enough to instantly cut off Caesar's arm, and the damage caused could be fatal no matter where it hit the girl.

"Uhh

The blade of a steel knife comparable to a knight's full swing effortlessly sliced through the flesh and blood that stood in front of it, however, Nagi, who was standing in its attack route, had been pushed aside, and it was a young man who had lost even one of his arms and was covered with large and small scars all over his body to block the fatal blow for Nagi.

"Caesar, you, you great fool!"

I wanted to wake him up with a punch in the face of the young man who was standing in front of him, with his broken body, but with a sunny but flat smile in response to his roar, but the blood that flowed down from the blood stains that had just dried up on his pajamas like a mountain stream made it impossible for Nagi to bear to hurt the other party again. If you don't agree with each other, you will face the killer, I didn't expect Berak to kill so decisively, Nagi couldn't dodge that blow, however, before Belak made a move, as if sensing something, Caesar suddenly moved his body to use all his strength to rush towards Nagi's location, and used his not very solid back to really block Barack's blow full of killing intent.

"Are you in such a hurry to reincarnate? bugs!"

Pulling his palm out of Caesar's body, Barack slowly lowered his head, and when he saw that his body was covered with blood gushing from Caesar's back, his face became gloomy like never before, whether it was the blow he was determined to win but was blocked, or the noble body of a magician was contaminated with mortal blood, all of which made Berak feel furious.

"Ha, ahem, hahaha-"

Trembling and turning around, Caesar bowed slightly, black blood could no longer be suppressed oozing from the corners of his mouth, not wanting Nagi to see his embarrassed appearance, he fortunately only left Nagi a back, and then faced this bright strong enemy who knocked him down, Caesar coughed up blood, and gave the other party a laugh full of disdain and unwillingness.

"Bug, you're dying, what's so funny?"

Washing his blood-stained body with the water made of magic, as if this was the first priority, Berak looked at Caesar, who didn't know whether it was pain or pleasure, with a dismissive gaze, and asked as if he was seeking the other party's last words.

I laughed...... Laugh at you, you guy, ahem, you can only kill me to death, ahem, ahem...... But, you," Caesar, who habitually twisted his right shoulder, found that it was now empty, and had to raise his left hand again to point at Barack, a simple gesture that made him feel like he had exhausted all his strength, "You soul is forever—don't think about it, cough cough cough...... Don't try to make me, we submit!"