Chapter 145: Necromancer-Thrush
The face was sickly pale, and the puppet struggled to get up from the snow, carrying the immobile teenager on its back, and continued to walk, this was the first time it had fallen, and the first time it had stood up. It was enough, and the teenager, who was still unable to act, wanted to say this, but he couldn't speak, because of his physical condition and psychological reasons.
If you open your mouth at this time, what is the point of insisting on stepping forward, giving up means that all the previous falls and getting up have turned into summer foam shattering and disillusionment, it is too cruel, compared to the ending of letting her persevere, this denial of her persistence is more cruel.
Therefore, her efforts are incomprehensible, and those who see this scene will surely choose to persuade her to give up, because it is the appearance of a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, because it is a body that looks like a sick fever, because this is an endless and snowy field.
All the disadvantages were added to the shoulders of the twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, even if she knew that it was just a puppet controlled by a huge body, but Xiyi still inadvertently regarded her as a real human being, through the heat transmitted from her skin, and the sound of the other party's breathing, she was a human being, not a puppet, a girl who was suffering.
Strength is very important, Xiyi once again realized this truth, if she is strong enough, she will solve the opponent's difficulties in an instant, annihilate those corpses without injury, and ignore the limitations brought by the aura particles. After all, it's still not strong enough, otherwise it wouldn't be so weak that it can't even speak now.
However, after having the power to turn things around, can you still experience the perseverance of the other party in the face of danger?
Impossible, categorically denying, some things, with the blessing of absolute power, will not be encountered, and the process of overcoming difficulties is also very important.
However, it is just a word that is said for herself, if she has the power, she will not be in pain, and she will be able to have a lot more time when she encounters the corpse trend, at least she can keep the body that protects the other party's body that slowly transforms into a living body, so that the body can give birth to emotions and be born out of the soul of the body.
With absolute power, you can eliminate all harm. What kind of attachment with others, or seeing the truth in adversity, is just a statement for the convenience of oneself, the idea of wanting to experience such a time, selfishness!
Anyway, this body is about to die, so don't have too much attachment, encounter with others, emotions cultivated through tribulation? Don't get the premise wrong, you are a person who is destined to die, and connecting with others is only to increase sadness.
After thinking a lot, if you are in a situation where you can move your limbs, you will definitely think so much, because you will deliberately avoid it, you are a coward, afraid of leaving alone, and choose to die one step ahead of others to the road, let others be sad for yourself, and do not consider the pain of others being left behind.
I have experienced that kind of pain several times, but now I am imposing it on others, sometimes an out-and-out bastard, sometimes being spurned by others, knowing that I have been left behind and want to die, but I have to carry the sadness of others expecting to live, bound by oaths, and cursed.
How far is it going?
How long will this road with no end in sight last?When will this body with a year or two of life left recover, so slow, not so much time to spend waiting, and the next time a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl falls again, no one can guarantee that she will be able to get up.
Even cheering her on can't do it, the girl who used to be a doll walks in the endless snow, hearing only the sound of the wind and her own breathing.
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The sea spider's nest was burning, and I didn't expect that there were other guardians besides the sandworm, but it was a matter of course, after all, the sandworm didn't have the ability to weave cobwebs.
Throwing the spear at its dead master, the scorching monster that burned with the nest was pierced by a spear piercing flames and webs, and a burst circle attached to the spear was launched, and the explosion that destroyed its nest erupted from the remains of the sea spider.
Clapping his hands and purifying the blood on his palms with flames, the white-haired boy marched deeper into the labyrinth, and his companions followed him.
"After dealing with the two Guardians, it's supposed to be the main one's turn, right, Thrush. ”
"Isn't this a senior? I didn't expect to bring a female companion when I was brushing the dungeon, why? It's a mental attack on me, a single person, this is really a heart-wrenching blow. ”
Emerging from the shadow of the thick neuron-like object was a young man with long gray hair covered in silver, with long hair as sharp as a hedgehog, but showing a tendency to sag, covering half of his face, and his hair drooping to his chest, with body language-like movements, as if a junior who met a familiar senior at school and naturally came to greet him.
"yes, I hope you'll still feel the pain when you pierce the ventricles of your fellow with your hands. ”
Flames appeared out of thin air, scorching the nearby air, this is an open area, oxygen is not so easily burned out, the white-haired and red-eyed man wants to end the battle quickly, quickly ascends, stabs, and in an instant spans the distance of tens of meters between the two, leaving only a crimson afterimage, aiming at the ventricles in his chest.
Boom!
The fingernails were covered with the flesh of the opponent, and the thrust pierced through the thrush's body, but not through the ribcage, but on its left arm, and the white-haired boy's own flank was gouged out of a piece of flesh.
"Has the senior become weaker?"
"Enough for you. ”
Shake off the minced flesh on the right hand, and before the toxin invades the body, use the left palm to scorch the area of the abdomen that was dug up by the opponent, and the smell of burnt flesh wafts out, and at the same time has the effect of stopping the bleeding.
The lightning flickered, and Rankhime, who suddenly appeared behind the enemy, used a floating whirling kick, and boom, with an extended aura, captured all the thrushes around him, raised his right arm, and blocked the attack aimed at the temple.
The center of gravity is pressed down, and the body is rotated back with the power of the kick, and with the left leg as the axis, it launches a counterattack close to the middle of the straight horse, and quickly reacts to organize its defense, and the blonde girl with both hands defends against the high kick from below.
When the thrush makes a high kick, an attack that requires concentration and reveals flaws, the white-haired boy rushes forward with an arrow, aiming his swift straight punch at the enemy's body.
Boom!
However, it did not hit directly, but the corpse suddenly pulled up from the ground blocked the fist, and even if the high temperature attached to the fist pierced the obstacle and formed a steel melted red liquid, it suffered a decisive momentary pause.
The fist that pierced through the corpse was smashed from above, and it was a downward pressure kick that resembled an axe split, tearing the damage in half, and causing Snow Demon's arm to withstand the falling blow that the opponent accelerated with his aura.
The right hand probably won't be usable for a short time, and with such an idea, the white-haired young man's left palm condensed the high temperature, aimed at the opponent who had just hit him, the scorching beam, and fired!
The crimson light reflected the white hair like clouds in the setting sun, and the target of the hot beam, the charred corpse fell to the ground with a crisp snapping sound, but it was just a manipulated pawn, and it was still standing unharmed.
The white-haired boy put on a fist fight, took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing and mood, and rushed out when the thunder flashed again!
Boom!
When approaching the opponent and bringing the opponent into the range of the punch attack, the action of stepping on the ground was originally made to assist the attack, but instead there was a tendency to dominate the crowd, and the ground was shattered, which was a sabotage for the foothold, and it was a momentary surprise to create an opportunity for the thunder light of the raid.
Falling straight from above, like a lightning penalty, the pillar of light enveloped the people who were distracted by the disappearance of the foothold, and the shrouded thunder dissipated, revealing the scene of the falling being blocked, the attacking fist was grabbed by the opponent's palm, and the thrush turned its right arm to throw the captured raider at the white-haired boy who was about to attack.
Holding his companion who was in an upside-down state, the white-haired boy had to give up the attack, but the enemy wouldn't give him time, and he planned to solve the two of them together when the flying prop (rank-hime) hit the opponent and contained the opponent.
The corpse that emerged from the flesh-colored wall became the thrush's pedal, and the right leg of a corpse became his new foothold, and he manipulated the corpse to throw it out, and the cannonball-like flying kicks, wrapped in a sonic boom, galloped towards the two lovers who seemed to be embracing.
With his right hand, he pulled away the blonde girl in front of him and threw it out, the white-haired boy chose to face the opponent's extremely fast kick alone, clapped his palms, and through this gesture, activated the magic circle engraved in the palm, a large amount of spiritual energy began to condense his palms, the temperature rose rapidly, and the layers of flames formed a defensive barrier.
Bang bang!
As if the glass shattered layer by layer, the detonating flying kicks pierced through the layers of flame barriers, however, these barriers were not completely useless, clenching their fists, restraining the aura particles, and accumulating strength in the reaction time provided by the barrier.
Eventually, the last barrier shattered, and by the time the thrush flew to kick a charged hook, swinging a long acceleration distance with his right hand, aiming at the feet and calves that had rightfully appeared in front of him, and attacking.
Bang ——!!
The aura particles rubbed against each other, and the pure energy exploded, and after the huge impact force spread, kicking off a large amount of flesh and dust, a figure flew out upside down, hitting the flesh-colored wall hundreds of kilometers away, and the cracked lines spread like a chain reaction.
And the side that loses in the brief collision is the young man with long gray hair - the thrush.
The right arm, which had been hit twice, drooped, and this collision prolonged the injury that could have been recovered in a short time, and the right arm was fractured, the skin was broken, and blood was overflowing.
The left palm pressed the arm that seemed to be about to fall off in the next moment, and the magic circle engraved in the palm of the palm condensed the aura and built a healing spell, and the cracks in the skin were quickly repaired, but the dislocation and fragmentation of the bones were not to the extent that they could be quickly treated.