The Kud Mountains Chapter 4 Icestone Giant
The giant in front of him seemed to understand Xuan's words, and became even more manic than before. It uprooted a large tree beside it and threw it at Xuan, instead of dodging to the side, Xuan rushed forward, and just as he was about to collide with the giant tree, Xuan suddenly folded his waist forward in a posture that was almost impossible for humans to do, and the tree flying at high speed in the air brushed Xuan's raised hair and smashed it to the ground, splashing countless stones and debris. Everyone except Gen ran to the side, but only Aso was still stunned, as if he was scared stupid.
Islaide, who had already run dozens of meters away, saw Aso who was staying in place, and hurriedly turned back and picked up Aso by the waist to continue to dodge. At this time, the Golem spotted the two men not far away, picked up a large rock and threw it in their direction. Seeing the half-man-tall stone flying in his direction, it was too late to run, and Israel Lade stretched out his left hand, his left arm suddenly swelled, and the bandage wrapped around it was exposed, revealing a pitch-black skeletal arm, the surface of which was covered with dense scales, five sharp claws and scythes bent like a scythe, and the tips flashed with dark red light. Israel Red turned to the right to protect Aso, and his outstretched left hand actually grabbed the stone that rushed in front of him, but the force of the giant when he threw it was too great, and Israel Rade couldn't control a few steps back, he looked at his five front paws deeply embedded in the stone, and pinched the stone hard and exploded. Idred didn't linger any longer, and continued to run with Aso to safety.
In the distance, Simmons yelled at Gen, who was still staying near the giant, "Hey, do you need help, swordsman? If you insist on fighting this stone monster, your sword may break!"
Xuan Leng snorted: "Other swords may be broken, but they will not." Don't come here, it's my prey alone. With that, Xuan dodged the giant's countless frantically smashed fists left and right, and came to its feet. The Ice Golem roared, raised his left foot and stomped down fiercely, and everyone present felt the whole mountain shake, and countless crows flew out of the forest, even obscuring the moonlight.
Just before the ice giant's left foot fell, Xuan moved to its right foot with his previous strange posture, jumped up and jumped to its knee, while the giant had not yet reacted, Xuan inserted the sword into the gap in the stone at the giant's knee, jumped backwards and turned around with the sword as the fulcrum, and when Xuan landed, the giant's right calf was cut off by force.
As half of its body lost support, the Golem fell to one side, its deafening roar and its hands clutching in the air, as if it couldn't bear the sharp pain in its knees. But before it could completely fall, Xuan behind it suddenly turned around and rushed towards it again with his sword. When the giant's neck just fell to the same height as him, the sword in Xuanjiang's hand swung fiercely, and a crescent-like arc of light flew out of the sword and passed through the neck of the ice giant.
"Sigh Gouyue!" Xuan said silently. By the time he retracted his sword into its scabbard, the Golem was already lying on the ground, his body separated. The stone surface at the neck is as smooth as a mirror, as if it has been polished.
The crowd returned to where they were, and it was a mess. The huge body of the Golem crushed countless trees, and it was like another mountain rising from the ground. Simmons crouched down and touched the cut of the Golem's neck, and couldn't help but admire, "I've never seen magic like this, it's too powerful." ”
Hyun put his sword back into the scabbard and said, "This is called 'sword qi' in my hometown, and it's not magic."
Punirolo didn't look at the Golem's corpse, she stared at Israed's still hideous left arm, and asked, "Israed, what's the matter with your left arm......?" Are you a demon?"
Punirolo's words drew everyone's attention back to Israed, who didn't answer Punirolo's question, he took a deep breath and caressed his left arm with his right hand, watching it slowly return to its original size. But even though his shape was restored, the skin of Israed's left arm was still covered with scales, and without saying a word, he rewrapped the bandage, then glanced around the crowd and said, "Yes, I am indeed a demon, and all I have is Alfred's left arm." ”
"Do demons really exist?" exclaimed Celetia.
"Demons do exist, but why can you still ...... as a demons" Punirolo was so excited that he almost lost his temper, and he couldn't even finish his words.
"What else? Do you have a clear consciousness? Looks like you've seen the Lost Demon too?" said Isred with a wry smile. "What the hell is a demon? Why do you all seem to know it?" asked Simmons, confused.
"Legend has it that after the Demon King Alfred was impaled in the heart by King Hudson thousands of years ago, his body was surrounded by a curse, so no one dared to dispose of the Demon King's body, so it could only be left in the Valley of Hell, and many years later, some parts of the Demon King's body developed their own consciousness, and these organs with consciousness were called' 'Magic weapon', after the magic weapon leaves the main body, it begins to look for newborn babies in humans to find a host, but generally the host found by the magic weapon will be deprived of itself by the consciousness of the magic weapon soon after growing up, and become a demon, such a person is generally called a 'demon man'. These are all recorded in very old ancient books, and I always thought it was just a legend, but I didn't expect to see it today. But I'd also like to ask Punirolo again, why do you still have a sense of self?"
"It is true that the vast majority of demons become slaves of magic weapons when they reach adulthood, but there are exceptions. Isred pointed to himself, "Isn't this exception standing before you now?" ”
"Unexpectedly...... There will be exceptions. Punirolo muttered in a voice that only he could hear, "Then maybe he doesn't have ...... Nothing has changed. ”
The death of the Golem did not raise the temperature of the Kud Mountains in the middle of the night, but rather made it even colder for those who stayed around it. Tonight is almost over, the eastern sky has begun to whiten, and everyone's sleepiness has long been eliminated by the fierce battle just now.
Simmons looked up at the sky and said, "It's almost dawn, let's not continue to rest, let's go straight away." Then he turned to Xuan and Israed, who had just fought, and said, "Were you injured just now? If there are any wounds on your body, I can help you bandage them quickly." ”
Xuan shook his head, the battle he had just now was very clean, and he didn't even mess up his clothes, let alone get injured. Israed, on the other hand, looked in the direction of Aso, whose right hand was covered with blood on the back of her hand, and although she had tried her best to protect her, the flying rubble still scratched her right hand.
"You can help Aso heal, it's okay for the two of us. Israel said to Simmons.
Simmons nodded, and pulled a bunch of air-dried herbs from the bag he was carrying. The name of this herb is Half Moon Grass, and it is also known to Israed, who hunts in the mountains all year round, and it is indeed possible to apply its mincs after being injured. Simmons crumpled the half-moon grass in the palm of his hand, then walked up to Aso, trying to take her hand and apply the grass foam.
Aso shrunk his shoulders as if frightened, and put his hands behind his back. Simmons said helplessly: "Little girl, you have to give me your hand so I can help you heal." ”
Maybe it was because the wound on her hand was really painful, Aso hesitated and finally handed her right hand out, she seemed to be very unaccustomed to physical contact with people. After Simmons applied the grass foam, he gently hummed a incantation-like song, and when Simmons finished singing, he gently blew off the grass foam from Aso's hand, and the wound was gone, leaving not even a scar.
The others couldn't help but marvel, and even Aso looked at his right hand, which was still raised in mid-air, in a daze, his eyes full of curiosity.
"It's amazing that the wound healed in such a short time. Celetia clapped from the sidelines.
"This kind of small wound is nothing, our tribe's medical skills are top in the entire Franda continent. Simmons scratched his head, but there was undisguised pride on his face.
By this time it was already dawn, and everyone had gathered up and hurried back on the road, continuing to walk deeper into the Kurd Mountains.