Looking at the wound on Qimang's left shoulder, Liuli's words full of horror trembled and said, "Qimang... How are you?"

And at this moment, Qimang, who once again gathered his iron-refining fire, did not have a trace of the painful expression on her face because her left shoulder was cut off by the demon knife, but the determination on her face was even stronger.

I calmed myself down from the panic and inadvertently swept my gaze over Qimang's left arm, which was scattered not far in front of me, and the wound on the left shoulder of Qimang's body was covered by that strange energy.

At the same time, although this left arm was cut off from Qimang's body by the demon knife, there was not a trace of blood flowing out, and I couldn't help but wrinkle my eyes when I looked at the cut and the exposed parts near the cut.

This is like a normal human arm, there is no flesh and bones, like a prosthetic leg full of delicate joints, you can see this scene, I can't help but think in my heart again: "In the past, in the town of Buren after the seven mangs, in the short time in the magic academy, when the seven mangs who used the fire of iron smelting and were obsessed with forging weapons, often rolled up their sleeves, revealing their white forearms and hands, her arms were not like this at that time, but why did her left arm become like this now..."

It's not just me who is puzzled, Dawen who is holding the demon knife at this moment also shows a surprised look, Qimang's strength is in the nine stars, and he has not entered the saint level, facing the dark attribute demon knife of the Extreme Realm, although this blow cut off her left shoulder, but at this moment she still condensed the fire of iron-refining and confronted Dawen.

If it were a person with ordinary nine-star strength, after receiving this blow, even if he would not die immediately, his body would be eroded by the power of the dark attribute in an instant.

But at this moment, except for the left arm scattered on the ground, Qimang did not have any symptoms of being eroded by the power of the dark attribute, but the crack that appeared on her face spread and deepened more and more.

At this moment, Qimang glanced sideways, his gaze swept over me and Liuli, and then he slowly spoke: "It seems that if we don't solve Dawen, who is holding the demon knife, we won't be able to leave here." ”

At this point, Qimang slowly raised his head and looked at the firefly above, and then said extremely resolutely: "Now, father, maybe I was just born in this world as a substitute for 'her', since I was discovered by you in Arushru, I have followed your orders to carry out everything, just to be able to let Brother Sartre and Sister Liuli live, but at this moment, here, I will follow my own consciousness, I am no longer your marionette!"

"Flame of Burning Martial Arts, Flame Crying Blood!!"

After Qimang's angry shout, bursts of red brilliance poured out from the wound on his left shoulder, and the next moment it was injected into the iron-smelting fire condensed in his right hand.

It was originally an orange-colored iron-smelting fire, but now it became scarlet and abnormal, like a ball of burning blood.

"Demon Dao and Dawen, are you wondering, being flooded with the power of the backlash, resisting your heavy blow, even my left arm was cut off, why can I still stand up and fight you like this? I'll tell you, because I'm also one of the ancient relics!"

The moment Qimang's words fell, his slender right hand swung forward suddenly, and in an instant, it was like a scarlet iron smelting fire infused with blood, which was already aimed at Daven and the many enemies attacking behind him.

Forcefully forced the enemy and Daven back again.

And Qimang's words just now, naturally, were also listened to by me and Liuli, who didn't believe the scene in front of him at all, and asked Qimang in a trembling voice: "Qimang... What the hell are you talking about... What you are also an ancient relic .... What the hell are you hiding from me..."

Hearing Liuli's inquiry, Qimang, who controlled the iron-making fire, slowly looked sideways, and looked at me and Liuli behind her, at this moment Qimang's face was like a broken ceramic, and the cracks that continued to appear were all over her face, and they were falling apart piece by piece.

Even so, she looked at me and Ruri with a smile and then spoke, "In the time since I was separated from you two in Arushru, I have learned everything about me from my father, no wonder I was abandoned to fend for myself on the shores of the Seven Rays, because I am just a doll made by my father using the ancient relic 'Empty Shell Heart' after injecting his thoughts of 'her' and other settings." ”

The seven mangs that appeared in Liuli's purple eyes and the words she said made Liuli unable to believe what she saw in front of her, and shook her head and said: "How come, how is it possible, Qimang, you are my sister, why did you become a puppet created by the 'Empty Shell Heart'!"

Qimang turned his dissecting face forward, and spoke again: "I'm afraid that my father deliberately hides everything about 'her' from you, and maybe he used some method to forcibly erase your memory of 'her', but I think that one day you will understand the truth of all that is hidden, and while I can still resist the enemy and Davin, you should quickly find a way to break through the prison and escape from here." ”

At this point in the beginning of this battle, Qimang, who was originally on the enemy's side, was finally willing to return to Liuli's side, which made Liuli can't help but be overjoyed, as if she was in a sweet dream.

However, at this moment, her dream was shattered, and the painful reality was in front of her eyes, such a joke of fate would not take into account any of her thoughts and feelings at all.

And Liuli, who struggled to break free from the confinement, shouted loudly to Qimang not far in front of him: "Qimang, even if you are a puppet made from the heart of the empty shell, in my heart, you are still my family, my sister, no matter what you think, I and Caesar will not give up on you! If you hold on a little longer, we can immediately break free from this shackle and leave here with you!"

Hearing Liuli's voice from the bottom of his heart, Qimang, who did not look back, shook his head lightly and sighed: "This body of mine is an ancient relic, because of it, I will hardly get sick, and small injuries can be quickly recovered in a short time, but it is also the same as an ordinary body, once it suffers a fatal serious injury, it will lose its function and disintegrate, not to mention that my injury is still caused by the demon knife."

Although the body composed of this empty shell heart does not lose its function and cannot move immediately after being fatally injured like an ordinary body, I have used the 'Flame Crying Blood' to inject the life force in my body into the iron-smelting fire, so that its power can skyrocket, and the attack damage of the weapon core will be increased to the limit, but I am afraid that in the future, I will not be able to leave here with my sister, you and Brother Sartre..."