Chapter 1413: bloody battle

The camp of the Pioneer Camp was quiet for a while, and there was no fierce reaction to the arrival of this heinous villain, because now Crick was standing in front of Robben, and the two were a few steps away. Can touch each other's body.
Robben floated there quietly, as if standing in the clouds, surrounded by the soft blue halo of wind magic, his eyes stared at Crick for an instant, his eyes were more persistent and firmer than Crick .
Reaching out his hand, Robben said softly: "Crick, let's go, I will take you back where you want to go."
At that moment, Crick seemed a little lost, stepped forward involuntarily, and raised his hand.
This action caused all the soldiers in the Pioneer Camp to be in an uproar. Fleet was kicked by Crick. He got up from the ground and saw Crick seemed to be going forward and grabbing Robben's hand. He couldn't help but yelled: " Protect Lord Ares!"
With a roar like thunder in nine days, Crick was stunned, his pupils shrank rapidly, his outstretched hand retracted with lightning, and the long sword at his waist immediately turned into an angry dragon out of its sheath.
Robben sighed regretfully. When he was still here pretending to be a pioneer, he looked very different at Fleet. He was indeed a responsible, capable and courageous leader, but he did not expect him to be bad today. To his own major events.
Crick's sword cut across Robben and remained in the mid-empty shadow, but the overflowing sword aura chopped a simple outpost in the distance into two pieces. The outpost smashed down, and the soldiers suddenly panicked.
"Shut up all!" Crick yelled angrily, and the voices of all the soldiers were suppressed.
Crick stood up straight, looking at Robben who had retreated a little far away, and while removing the scabbard around his waist, he said loudly: "Everyone retreats, retreat far away. Today, I will be here. Kill this villain for the gods!"
When all the soldiers heard Crick say this, they cheered loudly.
Crick frowned and shouted coldly: "Shut up! Give me back now!"
Although Creek's attitude is quite bad. But the soldiers were overjoyed. No one doubted that in a real contest, their Lord of War would lose to a human being. All the soldiers faithfully implemented Crick’s orders and retreated far away at the fastest speed. Even directly dismantled the guardrails of the camp and evacuated.
In a blink of an eye, the guards were tight just now. There was no one in the camp full of soldiers, only Robben and Crick were still facing each other.
Crick took a deep breath. Breathing deeply, his face sinking like water, slowly raising the sword in his hand, pointing to Robben and saying, "Humanity, you ruined everything about me, and now you want to humiliate me, I'm desperately Kill you!"
"You really will kill me?"
Crick's anger suddenly surged, "Don't think your last trick worked. If you have the courage, just stand there and don't move, let me cut a dozen swords!"
Before he finished his words, Crick had already moved his footsteps, leaving a few phantoms on the ground strangely, and hurriedly approached Robben like a space jump. Robben couldn't help but move his brows when he saw this scene. This is the first time Robben has seen this kind of sight.
Before he was surprised, Crick's sword had been slashed from his head. Without thinking about it, Robben's body turned, soft and light like a gust of wind, and was slammed into the distance by the sharp blade. Did not suffer the slightest harm.
One thing failed, but Crick didn't see any irritation, and didn't continue pursuing him. He sneered: "I thought you would be the same as that day. Let me cut it. It turns out you are nothing more than that."
Robben floated gently on the ground and said frankly: "Indeed. I dare not now, because you still had a lot of sensibility that day, but now... your eyes are more murderous than sensible. You are not from that day. Creek."
Looking at Crick, Robben had countless losses and regrets in his heart. The curse still hurt the poor woman deeply. It is night, and her once dazzling blond hair has lost the sunlight and is almost invisible. The color of gold, on the contrary, reflected a kind of palpitating purple in the firelight.
From here, her eyes were facing the fire, and even if the curse power had not been activated in the originally bright eyes, the dark red shadow could still be seen.
And although there are not many changes in appearance, Robben noticed something unusual about Crick.
This woman does not like gorgeous dress, but likes simple and plain, even masculine dress, simple boots, simple corset trousers, simple shirt, neat short hair, cold and handsome face, for a long time, this The of war is sought after by countless young women, which definitely has a lot to do with her dress. In fact, if she wears women's clothing, Robben thinks Crick should be a beauty.
Unlike before, Crick today is not wearing the kind of white she likes, the only simple lace shirt that proves that she still has a female hobby, but a sleeve that stretches her body from neck to waist. A tight cover wrapped around the tip of the hand.
This coat is obviously not Crick’s because it doesn’t fit well, and it seems to have just been washed, but it’s still a bit dirty. Robben has been in the Pioneer Camp for a long time and is familiar with this coat. This is the Pioneer Camp. One of the soldiers' standard equipment.
Why would Crick, who is as clean as he is hygienic, wear this?
Robben glanced at Crick’s neck, where the buttons were tightly buttoned, and she liked to open a few buttons on the top of her shirt, exposing the collarbone, but not letting people see her surrounding her. The bandage on the chest is completely different.
Although these two clothes had nothing in common, Rob instinctively felt that for Crick, this surprise was the most important thing.
"Are you cold? Why are you wearing that dirty clothes?" Robben asked directly.
"Oh... do I need to answer?" Crick sneered.
Robben thought for a while, "You are a of war, high above. You have been on the battlefield, fighting in blood and fire. You know the warriors and the battlefield very well, but... I guess you don’t know your warrior when there is no battle. How do we live?"
"I don't have time to listen to your nonsense! What you want to say! I will let your head talk to me alone!" Crick shook his feet again, his stature disappeared and reappeared in midair, appeared and disappeared... …
Robben didn't even look at Crick's movement, he just wanted to retreat. The distance of Crick's last flicker was surprisingly far, and he suddenly appeared beside Robben with a sword. But still failed to hit Robben.
After evading a blow, Robben did not fight back. He quickly retreated and said quickly: "The soldiers need training and preparation for battle. They sweat and drench their clothes on the school field every day. When I go back, I fall asleep, and the next day is full of drums. Training. There is a smell of sweat on your clothes, right?"
After hearing these words, the scarlet in Crick's eyes became a bit rich.
"Moreover, the tight training will inevitably make my private life become urgent, mistakes, omissions, loss and other things often happen. I don’t know how many people wear a piece of clothing, how many people’s sweat and blood have been stained, and some people simply If you don’t take a bath, you might get some special things...even if you wash it, it’s the same, but it’s okay. They are all worn under the armor, no one can see it even if it is dirty."
Crick stood there, his body trembling.
"When I was a vanguard officer here, I also found an interesting thing. Our soldiers' life is really monotonous. You know that the vanguard camp absolutely prohibits women from entering and leaving, no matter what, so... some fighters start to like it. The brothers around me. They have difficulties and blessings to share, um... the clothes are the same. After they are done, they often take the other party's clothes by mistake or deliberately take away each other's clothes, so...
"Enough!!" Crick roared. He tore off the stern cover on her body that wrapped her, and tore the dress from her body three times and twice, and threw it viciously into the distance. Finally, she did not forget the two sword lights. Cut it to pieces.
"Human... don't you just want to see this? It doesn't matter... I don't care anymore." Crick said, and deliberately took a step closer to the brazier beside him, as if he wanted Robben to see more clearly she was.
Robben frowned unconsciously.
Crick's figure is still healthy and attractive, the two plump masses on his chest are tightly bound by bandages. But after healed from the last injury, it was obvious that this method had no effect as expected, and the arc that seemed to be ready to emerge seemed extremely attractive.
However, what really kept Robben's gaze was that Crick stretched out from behind, crawled over his left chest, and went straight up to a black mark on his right neck.
This trace seemed meaningless, but it seemed like something. Robben had no idea what it meant.
"When did it appear?"
"It seems that it was not long ago, or earlier, um...maybe it was from the beginning." Crick replied casually.
The corners of Robben's eyes twitched a few times. It seems that Crick’s situation has begun to be out of control. When he had to reveal his identity, he came back to do a check on Crick, just because he was afraid of her curse. , But at that time her power was still growing in an orderly manner within the scope of her own foresight and control. At that time... there was no such long trace.
Moreover, he, Bier, Sasha... Of the three people around him who had been deeply affected by the power of the curse, no one showed any traces on their bodies, only Crick had such an unknown condition.
"Didn't you see enough?" Crick showed a nervous smile on his face, "Oh, yes, and this!" Crick said with his back, showing his back.
Robben's eyes widened in an instant. On Crick’s charming back, a black shadow condensed there, as if deeply carved into the skin. If you look carefully, it may be said that the appearance from under the skin is more accurate...
That group of dark shadow Robben had an impression. In the information obtained on the stone slab, there was a change in the power of Crick's curse. This is how it looked!
The figure is low, but sturdy, with a huge head and an exaggerated huge one-horn... The black mark in front of Crick is the tail of this monster...
Every change will have a tail like this, Robben remembers clearly.
Robben desperately recalled the record of this monster, but those pieces of thoughts that were originally incomprehensible were difficult to construct a valuable and worthy reference for the information.
However, Robben remembered that this thing seemed to be related to anger.
Crick turned around, with an angry expression that shocked Robben, "Enough to see? Are you proud? This inexplicable thing is thanks to you. It is a simple and effective method of attack. What am I in the end? What about such a destiny? I was blown up from the inside, or I couldn't wake up again as soon as I fell asleep, ah... that doesn't matter anymore, I just need to kill you here. Everything... can be calmed down."
Without giving Robben time to speak at all, Crick let out a roar and dragged his long sword with his hands upside down. He rushed towards the ground like a giant sword. His body flashed across the ground several times, where it was cut by the long sword. Torn apart.
Robben couldn't figure out the situation, and Creek's current attack did not dare to try rashly. Had to retreat again, but this time when Crick appeared in Robben's position, he did not attack at all. Instead, a black light was emitted from both hands, and the entire sword body was instantly pitch black as ink, completely sinking into the ground.
A roar from a woman like Crick yelled out of Crick’s mouth, the long sword was lifted into the sky, and the earth cracked, and the tsunami-like mass of mud flew up from the ground, leaping into the air, and rolled up. Robben smashed like a tsunami, rumbling loudly, and the earth tsunami rolled higher and higher. As it rolls wider and wider, a huge earth wall that divides the sky and the earth has already stood in front of Luo himself in the blink of an eye, and the mountains are crushed down.
Facing such a strange situation, Robben didn't even look at the huge boulder that was about to hit his head, but his eyes were fixed on the ground.
Just when Robben was about to be submerged by the massive amount of mud, a bang came from behind Robben, and the long sword shining with black light slashed at the waist without warning.
The ground hit the ground. The earth waves hundreds of meters high seem to have plowed the ground out of deep ravines by a giant bulldozer, and have been rushing for several thousand meters before slowly stopping. However, Robben and Crick, who were buried alive long ago, are gone. .
Suddenly, several black lights shot out from the high dirt mountain, and the powerful force blasted the upper soil coefficient into the sky in a loud noise. In the huge dirt pit, Robben was holding Crick's sword in one hand. The two of them were not a step away, staring at each other.
Crick’s blade burst into black smoke where Robben was grasping. Robben held Crick’s blade tightly, and the black breath on his palm was beating like flames. No matter how much Crick struggled, she was holding her sword firmly.
"Crick, you..."
When he got the chance, Robben was about to speak. Crick had left the hilt with both hands, turned and a black lightning struck Robben's chest.
With one hand in front of his chest and only listening to a series of bends and snaps of the ears, Crick did not know when the other sword that Crick took out of the ring had turned into a big flower scroll in Robben's hands.
Crick was a little surprised. He didn't expect that when he suddenly attacked, the opponent could actually block his attack with his hands. The opponent didn't use any magic just now, and he could even feel the special touch of the blade rubbing against the opponent's hand.
Robben's hands are shaking...
Stopping the opponent's attack with one hand, and directly destroying the opponent's sword, this seems easy and freehand, but in fact Robben knows himself hard and knows his own strength. Robben also knows that he is not physically strong. It's just that the recovery ability is very strong. If you want to strengthen your body, you can only do elemental strengthening, but the strength of this strengthening is also limited, because even a pure elemental wall can't resist many attacks, let alone your own strengthened body.
And this time... In order to win a chance to speak, Robben took the risk, holding Crick’s sword in one hand, burning and corroding the blade with his curse power, and included the Curse of Crick on the blade. The broken bits of force are directly sucked into the body, strengthening his palm.
This experience is really painful, it's like a line of fire passing through the body, making you piercing.
However, Robben felt it was worth it, and Crick was taken aback.
"Don't you want to go back to the God Realm?" Robben asked gently.
Crick was stunned for a short moment and immediately came to his senses. With his knees bent, his limbs turned into phantoms, and countless fists and feet blasted towards Robben.
Robben was not afraid of this. He was too hasty before. The strengthening of the elements in his palm was very dangerous, but with a little time, Robben was prepared early. The space around his body lit up with countless magic symbols. Look at Crick. I don't know how many times the fists that are not in the shadows hit it in an instant. I can only see sparks splashing, and the heavy impact is a hundred times denser than raindrops.
"boom!"
Robben’s bodyguard magic circle suddenly appeared damaged, and then it was smashed to pieces by Crick in the blink of an eye. Before Robben came back, Crick took a step forward like crazy, Wan The phantom of Thousand Fists drowned Robben in an instant...
Crick's crazy attack seemed to have completely lost his mind. After breaking Robben's magic barrier, he still did not use any weapons, and used his fists, elbows, and knees. The feet were bombarding Robben indiscriminately. After the intensive attacks made Robben impossible, he was madly pushed in the air by the sandbags of human flesh worn on a spear.
After countless attacks, Crick backhanded Robben, who seemed to be inhuman, and threw him to the ground, straddling Luo himself, roaring and continuing to attack...
There are no moves at all. The crazy technique lasted for about seven or eight minutes...
Crick had completely smashed Robben's upper body into the ground, and the surrounding ground was shaken by the violent impact. But Crick's body was full of blood, and her fists were already a little deformed. In the attack just now, she didn't even consider the power to protect her fists.
Robben was completely silent.
Crick looked at the blood splashing around, raised his hand and looked at his ten intact fingers, and suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Heh...hehe...haha, ahhahaha..." Crick laughed and wiped his face with a hand, which was instantly stained with blood, accompanied by her gradually crazy laugh. It looks like a devil.
"Ahahahahahaha..." Crick laughed up to the sky, stood up swayingly, looked at Robben half-buried in the blood-stained ground, and said: "Dead...dead! A human magic Master...I knew...I knew that close combat would only lead to miserable death, ahahahaha..."
After speaking, Crick laughed again.
Smiling, Crick's voice gradually lowered. The laughter seemed to turn into weeping...
Kneeling on the ground with a plop, Crick dangled his hands, looking up at the brilliant starry sky, his originally beautiful eyes were already blood red.
But there were clear tears...
"Ya...Perhaps, I will never see you again. I have been looking forward to fighting side by side again. Unexpectedly...I lost the qualifications to be with you on this ground. It's... stupid!"
Suddenly, the black shadows on Crick's body seemed to begin to surging, but Crick seemed to be unaware, still looking at the sky, muttering to himself, "At the beginning... I just didn't want you to believe this guy too much. I just wanted to follow him. I didn't expect... such a troublesome opponent, ah... it's not worth it, just a human..."
"Ah..." Crick smiled self-deprecatingly, "Forgot to say, actually..."
Crick's voice trembled, "I...I, I am also a human...Haha! It's ridiculous...I am a human being! Human beings are the gods of war, hahahaha..."
Laughing again, Crick’s eyes flowed with tears, and he suddenly shouted: "Tooth! I have shame for myself! That human being was broken every bone and crushed every piece of flesh by me. Let’s leave his body there to feed any beasts! I...I’m tired."
Sitting down sullenly, Crick cried, cried aloud, bent his body and cried loudly with his face pressed to the ground.
In the dark night, the black shadow on Crick's arched back flashed quickly again, but Crick didn't notice it, it seemed that it was not a change that happened to him.
Under the twinkling of the stars, the dark shadow soon stopped moving, but it was not what it was before.
After crying for a long time, Crick slowly stopped crying, slowly straightened up, and looked at the stars again, breathing deeply, breathing...
"What a beautiful world... The beautiful human continent, a place even more beautiful than the God Realm. It is a good ending, Ya... For me, it may be considered a return. Home, it’s just that I don’t know... Do you know who I am... That guy said that he got the news from other places, wouldn’t you tell him? Do you know I’m a human? Know this Is it still the same as before? Still say... all this..."
Crick’s voice was trembling and unable to continue, "All this, this..."
Gritting his teeth to prevent myself from crying, and biting my lips and teeth bleeding, Crick suddenly yelled: "Tooth! You answer me
! Is all this a scam! ! ? Everything has been like this! I am a human! ! A human being used! ! ? "
This sentence seemed to exhaust all of Crick's strength, his body tilted, Crick fell to the ground, turned his body, and the eyes looking up at the starry sky no longer had a trace of color.
The night sky is quiet.
"Ah...Is there no answer?" Crick suddenly smiled, "If there is no answer, it means it's not like that, right? You don't know that I am a human being. All this...not a scam, no...not fundamental Not a human being. I'm a protoss, an orphan, but I got knocked on my head, I can't remember what happened when I was a kid... That's it."
With a smile, Crick slowly closed his eyes, and the last two tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, "Tooth...Farewell! Let me be buried in this and filthy flesh and mud. Let me slowly decay... …forgotten!"
Under the shining light of the stars, the silent Crick once again changed. The strange black shadow flickered on Crick's body, and soon returned to calm. The difference is that this time, the strange black shadow on his body immediately disappeared...
"Kala..."
There was movement on the ground not long after it calmed down, like a rat pushing a rock at the entrance of the cave.
"Kala..." There was another sound.
Soon, the sound of rolling mud resounded, and a black shadow suddenly turned up from the ground.
"Uh... well, see... see... hell." Robben's body has been completely deformed, and his mouth has almost been squashed. It is a miracle to be able to say the last sentence clearly.
After swaying the soft arm under his hand, after a sudden bang, the arm was still broken, but the shape was matched.
It is estimated that whoever sees this scene at night will definitely leave a psychological shadow: on a ground, a physically mutilated and severely deformed person moves an arm, and pushes his mouth into the face like a repairing machine. . Twist it well, and then made a few terrifying sounds like a joke, then went to find the other arm that was only a tiny bit left on the shoulder, and then twisted his throat...
For a while, the strange sound of creaking bones and squeezing flesh and blood is creepy...
"Sasha... you really killed me." Robben finally took his throat well and could say a word smoothly, "This is a rebirth. It doesn't work at all."
I tried my best to find the parts on my body that hadn't been completely crushed, and connected them. I just ignored the ones that didn’t exist. After I was busy for about five minutes, Robben looked more or less like a person, but his eyes were very hollow and he was still watching. The kind that will have nightmares at a glance.
Shaky. Robben stood up, like a broken robot that survived the Doomsday War, limping and trying to walk two steps, "It's almost..."
With a murmur, Robben seemed to have prepared something, he snorted fiercely, his eyes closed and opened, and his original expression was restored.
In an instant, Robben fell to the ground with a miserable cry.
Biting a stone in one bite, Robben quickly suffocated his voice, and sweat quickly penetrated his blood-filled face...
After a full ten minutes, Robben let go of his numb mouth and found that two of his teeth had fallen out.
Standing up swayingly again, Robben's expression became vivid...and more painful.
"This... this damn..." The unbearable pain caused Robben to breathe in the air. "Are you going to make dumplings and chop meat? You really need to be beaten to the bones to be satisfied..."
After staggering three steps, Robben came to Crick's side.
Very quiet, Crick lay there, closed his eyes, and told me to put his hands on my chest, his expression peaceful and quiet.
"It's also pretty...it's a pity for this face." Robben shook his head helplessly, but he was hurt and grinned in pain.
Taking a closer look at Crick, Robben seemed to be relieved, "Fortunately...this sacrifice is finally...worth..."
Although Crick's body was covered with blood, it was clear that the black shadow had disappeared.
"Well... it's still a little troublesome." Robben wanted to look from a distance. A large number of Pioneer Battalion fighters had already approached quickly, and Fleet flying in the sky was about to arrive here soon.
As soon as the battle was over, there was already movement there. After so long, there was no fighting on the side, and everyone couldn't bear to come forward to check the situation.
"Well, this time I can only grab it, but..." Robben looked at his situation and could only sigh. Now he struggles to move, and the tens of thousands of troops on the opposite side will soon be surrounded.
"Thanks for leaving this hand for me." Robben slowly raised the hand that was intact at the time, a black light gleamed on the ring, and the huge black shadow volleyed down.
A loud bang hit the ground, shaking Robben's body tilted and almost fell.
Looking at the huge behemoth in front of him, Robben's face, which can only express limited expressions, actually made a wonderful expression beyond his ability.
"This...Is this an exaggeration?"
"Huh? What's the matter?" Suddenly a voice came from above Robben's head, full of doubts.
At the same time, the huge black shadow in front of Robben began to move. This movement did not matter, but it made the strange sound of the steel structure rotating and rubbing, and it was obviously rhythmic.
Seeing the huge figure in front of him slowly stood up, Robben was really only dumbfounded.
A black giant with a height of more than fifty meters stands in front of Robben, his body is covered with jet-black full-duplex armor. The armor is so well made, Robben can even rely on fairly good eyesight to look at the huge metal boot in front of him. There are twelve different patterns.
"Protoss!?" The huge black shadow saw the surging protoss army not far away ~EbookFREE.me~ suddenly seemed to be taken aback, "Am I in the gods?"
The huge black shadow looked around, as if a little anxious. The twelve huge spears that were cross-hung on a diamond-shaped skull shield behind him were dangling over Robben's head with his body...
Robben was really helpless and kicked the metal boot violently, but his foot was shaking, "Hey! Da Mao! I'm here!!!"
"Ah! What!?" The huge black shadow looked down, and suddenly stood a weird end-of-term monster under his feet, and suddenly screamed with a high voice, like a siren.
Robben didn't care so much, and pointed to Crick lying on the ground, "Now we have to leave here first and take that woman! Get out! The Protoss is about to kill!"
Although the situation is a bit unclear, it is a fact that the Protoss wants to rush over. The huge black shadow picked up the creek on the ground, turned and walked away!
Robben jumped out of anger, "Wait! There's me!"

Make up for the change of yesterday, especially in the southern part of the country, please pay attention to your body (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation...) Kneeling Ask to share