Vol 2 Chapter 176: Similar (on)

Chapter 176 Similar (on)
Tyres looked at the red sword in his hand in disappointment.
Even the little slicker glared at him and pulled him up from the ground, and he didn't realize it.
The head of the world.
Is this the name?
The blood-red sword front is incredibly bright even in the dim moonlight.
Taylors tried to sort out the thoughts in his brain, and he forgot the environment he was in now.
Is this sword a living thing?
If so, why did it move in the hands of Black Sword?
If not, then the voice is...
The voice that comes from the ear - no, more like from the bottom of my heart, why is it like the encounter of the Great Moon Festival?
When I touched it, the sensation of burning from the body reminded him of the scene when the magic could "run out of control". Is there any connection?
Also, "it" said: my blood brother. What does it mean?
"It" also said: Long time gone.
He has been with this stuff - the legendary anti-magic armor - have you seen it before?
More and more questions are coming from the thinking of Taylors, but none of them have answers.
Only let him become confused and confused.
"what have you done!"
The voice of the black sword came from the ear, serious and fierce.
Tyres was shocked and returned, and his right hand unconsciously loosened.
When!
The red sword on the hand slipped to the ground.
The black sword struggled with the weak body and lifted the upper body.
I don't know if it is because of a shock or a physical injury. His face is very ugly, and a pair of sharp eyes are locked in the face of Taylors:

Why, why does it suddenly become effective?

Tyres reacted. He looked at the little sword on the ground, took a deep breath and looked up at the black sword.
"This ah..." The second prince squeezed a sly smile: "No... know?"
The black sword's brow wrinkles more and more tightly.
The little slicker snorted.
"Look!"
The girl pointed to the ground, her voice was shocked: "It has changed back!"
Black Sword and Taylors were shocked, and their eyes were once again attracted to the little sword on the ground.
I saw the little sword that had been shining in the hands of Tyres, and began to change color slowly.
The sword front fades and fades on the ground, turning into a dull red dull red as before - just like all the blood is pumped away.
Taylors blinked in surprise.
He is not the only one who has this reaction.
The legendary killer of the Brotherhood shook his head twitching, his expression confused.
"This is the end..."
"If Ramon is still..." Black Sword looked at the faint little sword, bowing his head and biting his teeth, and his eyes were unwilling.
At this time, there was a huge roar again in the distance.
"boom!"
Before everyone reacted, a broken house not far away suddenly turned into a powder!
A scary giant tentacle, rising to the sky.
In the distance, the figure of the multi-headed snake is looming in the smoke.
Both Tyres and the little slicker trembled, watching the tentacles split into countless tiny limbs, like the snakes that were squirming in the air, sweeping over them!
The black sword reacted very quickly. He rolled over to the side of Tyres and quickly picked up the red sword on the ground.
"What are you waiting for?"
The black sword's dignified low voice rang: "Run!"
Taylors is a spirit.
He couldn't help but pull up the small, pale face of the little slick, and couldn't take care of everything he just had, just squeezing his head in the opposite direction to the tentacle!
It’s this tentacle...
So - Tyres bit his teeth - Ahidah, did he lose?
Isn't the magician not dead or immortal?
Then how did he lose?
Damn it.
He has to keep running!
As for the black sword that is still behind, with the head of the world...
I wish him a good luck.
However, this time the tentacles seemed to be exceptionally fast and powerful. They flowed through the streets of the corpses like the tide, and they made a scary "sweet" sound everywhere!
Tyres listened to his ears and only felt that the scalp was cold and the soul was gone.
Without the cover and defense of Ahidah, this time, they just ran four or five steps, and the first small tentacle chased behind them.
This time, its goal is only Taylors!
For a moment, Tyres only felt that his feet were heavy, and his ankles were entangled in the tentacle that came first.
Taylor’s heart is cold.
How... The black sword took the sword, but still could not be destroyed, at least blocking them?
"Boom!"
He was brewing and fell to the ground!
The tentacle began to scroll and dragged him back.
"No!" The little slick screamed, and she turned and pulled Taylor's arm, trying to save him from the entanglement of the tentacle.
But how can the strength of the two children struggle with the tentacles of the snakes?
Together they were dragged to the tentacles of the snakes.
"Damn!"
Taylor's scalp numbly looked at his ankles and became more and more tight.
He glanced at them behind him, only to see other tentacles that were getting closer and closer, and they extended to the front in just a few seconds!
The residual limbs that touch or melt or break together and are stuck together are clearly visible in front of your eyes!
Tyres shuddered and quickly replied, "Run!"
But the little slicker just bit his lower lip, clinging to his arm and shaking his head.
They were dragged back a few meters away.
"Zizi..."
The scary flesh and blood friction is far and near.
Taylor’s heart was cold.
bad.
That's too late.
Soon, countless tentacles, covering the sky, such as the raging wave, swept over.
The first tentacle wrapped around the left arm of the small slipper.
The second only covers the back of the taylor.
The third, fourth, fifth...
From the limbs to the body, these tentacles tie him and the small slipper firmly!
"Do not!"
Sticky and warm, but disgusting stray tentacles, covering his eyes in the big scorpion of Tells, and keeping his tearful little slippery out of his sight.
The little slicker screamed and grabbed the hand of Tyres and let it go.
Tyres stunned and looked at the sorrowful face of the little slick, which was blocked by the tentacle and disappeared.
no no!
In the touch of the whole body, Thales stretched his hand to the JC dagger.
At the moment of life and death, he no longer cares about secrets and no longer considers any side effects.
He must use magic energy... or what he thought was magical!
But just as the second prince was ready to get the dagger to stab himself, another tentacle came from behind and tied his right arm.
Then drag it back and forth!
He could not meet the dagger.
Tyres is not willing to bite his teeth.
Do not.
He is like a prey hunted by a spider, and he is trapped in a cobweb and can't move.
Only close your eyes to death.
But it is also at this time.
The black sword’s long-lost low-pitched voice suddenly came from the ear.
"what!"
Then, the sound of blood and broken bones came one after another.
"Oh!"
Tyres was shocked and felt that his momentum of being dragged was suddenly reduced.
The next moment, the tentacle that entangled his head was detached!
Bloody water splashed, black swords all over the body appeared in the sight of Taylors.
The spirit of Telston!
Before he could open his mouth, in the raging tentacles, the black sword screamed and waved the red sword on his hand.
"call!"
The wind whistled, flesh and blood flew, and the sword edge drawn a circle of arcs in the countless flesh and blood of the tentacle.
Split and cut off the tentacles.
The tentacles were shocked, like a boiling oil pan, madly attacking the black sword!
With a scarred body, the black sword shows a speed that is inconsistent with the physical condition. His body sometimes trembles away from entanglement, and sometimes evades the attack and fights in the tentacles of all directions.
The black sword swayed through the tentacles that reached his left shoulder, and his right arm trembled, shaking the tentacles on the top with a strange rhythm, and then roaring and smashing the tentacle that tied the left leg of Tells.
The black sword was ugly, and he stepped on the tentacles of the earth, and his legs were unknowingly entangled, but still unaware.
The little sword in his hand never stopped waving, sometimes a sword cut a tentacle that bound Teres, and sometimes cut a tentacle that tried to block him.
In the countless groups of tentacles, the black sword stands in front of the taylor, his eyes are determined and his figure is moving.
At that moment, he was like a worm that fell into the cobweb, but he was still restless, stubborn and unyielding, struggling with death, and shaking.
Tyres stared at this scene.
"Hold me!"
The black sword shouted, his left arm with thick cloth and thick blood, and he clasped the shoulders of Tells.
Then his little sword waved again, and instantly cut off the three tentacles wrapped around Tyres!
"laugh!"
The next moment, the black sword was fierce. Like a radish, he pulled Tyre from the pile of tentacles!
Tyres was holding the black sword's arm and coughing.
The black sword waved a lot and threw the tyros out of the tentacles!
Tyres rolled off the ground and hurried.
Several tentacles wanted to follow Tells, but they were unrelentingly cut off by the black sword.
The black sword itself, but the tentacles are getting tighter and tighter.
When Tyres couldn't breathe, he hurried back, only to see the black sword that was almost drowned by the tentacles. After a round of rescue, Tyres was struggling.
Tyles was subconsciously going to climb backwards, but he looked up and saw the black sword's eyes, and he couldn't help but stop.
The man, in the tentacles, is still fighting.
"This sword...how it doesn't work!" Black Sword looked at the red sword in his hand and yelled: "These things have not disappeared!"
Just off the death of Tyres, he only felt that his heart was swaying. He held the floor and listened to the sizzling sound of the tentacle behind him. The helpless expression of the small slick was finally pulled away, but he felt unbearable in his heart.
how come.
He bit his teeth and tried to go back without thinking about it: "How do I know it! I just took it..."
When the words just exited, the two of them will be together!
What Taylors understood.
A tentacle took the opportunity to wrap the neck of the black sword and stunned him.
At a critical juncture, the Black Sword did not wave the sword again, and he was almost drowned by the tentacles, and he looked at Taylors deeply.
"Little guy!" The black sword slammed the tone.
Tyres gasped and tried to stand up.
Several tentacles have already circumvented the black sword and came to the front of the tales!
However, the next moment, Tyres saw the black sword arm move, and the wind whistled.
I saw a black shadow, spinning and rushing to the face of the prince!
Tyles blinked subconsciously, raising his right hand involuntarily and protecting his head.
But the black shadow just turned around in a circle, and it fell into the right palm of the star that Tels had just raised.
The Star Prince does not consciously hold it, he feels a heavy hand!
Tyre's knees bent, and he hurriedly grasped the little sword thrown by the black sword - the hilt just flew into his hand.
Although I don't want to admit it, but - Taylors took a deep breath - Black Sword was really accurate.
The black sword finally looked at Taylor and was completely drowned by the tentacle.
The tentacle wrapped in the black sword raised this "prey" and rolled back.
Tyres breathed, but he knew what he was going to do.
Please.
He gritted his teeth, waved a small sword, and ran to the ruins and snow under his feet.
Give it to me quickly...
Give me work!
"what--"
The next moment, Tyres screamed desperately, as if he could calm him down - he waved his sword toward the tentacle that was coming.
A tentacle touched the face of Tells, making him feel a numbness on his face, and the other tentacles stretched out to his hands, giving a sigh of relief.
But in the next moment, the strange sense of smoldering once again hit the heart, and the blood vessels began to stir again.
The little sword of Tyres has changed.
As if it had been injected with the same power, its dead and bleak red sword front began to grow from the handle of the stalk of Tyres.
It has become brighter and more bloody, as if it were revived – as it was before.
The red light is coming out.
The two tentacles closest to Tyres suddenly trembled in front of Xiaojian’s swordsman!
In just a few seconds, they huddled from the warm and strong flesh and blood, and they huddled into a gray limb, and they ignited the flames and the red steam, which turned into a gray ash!
A shock in the heart of Tyres: effective!
He didn't stop, but he didn't want to move forward.
Not far away, with the Griego and Nie Lai's blood magical masters thoughtfully turned their heads and looked at this direction.
Giza's tentacles are very "impressive", hitting the warmth of the touch and the sticky and slippery feeling, and Taylors doesn't want to taste it for the second time in his life.
too disgusting.
But this time, Tyres just lowered his head and slammed his sword with a small sword.
However, Taylors surprisingly did not encounter any substantial obstacles that prevented him from being more than a few seconds, even though the former tentacles seemed so scary.
Tyres stared at the ground, not letting the surging tentacles in front of him affect his vision, and ran continuously with just one breath.
The whole man ran into the pile of tentacles wrapped in black swords without any rules.
The wall of flesh and blood formed by the tentacles collapsed at one touch, and the ashes continued to fall in front of him.
If it is entangled in the tentacles, Teres subconsciously puts the sword forward there - in a matter of seconds, the tentacle will tremble slightly, then loosen the ash.
Like the ripples on the surface of the lake, the tentacles trembled in front of him and swayed back and scattered.
At a faster rate than usual, the volume is shrunk toward the roots.
But Tyres still ignores it, just slamming the sword.
In the next second, he only felt that his feet were empty.
Tyres was panicked and the whole person fell down!
But he did not fall.
"Hey!" The muffled sound came.
Tyres’ head hurts and he feels that he has hit a thick wall.
He was caught by something in due course.
"enough!"
The indifference of the black sword sounded from the ear.
Tyres was shocked and he looked up.
The black sword, freed from the predicament, had a poor expression. He grabbed the wrist of Tells and held the red sword in front of his neck.
"It's enough." The black sword was cold and cold, and his arm was released along with the little sword.
The horrible Taylors recovered their breath.
After the robbery, he left around and looked around: I saw the tentacles have retreated, sparsely and sporadically retreating, or withered in the same place, or disappeared into the darkness.
Just like everything has just happened.
Only one person has disappeared.
Tyres ran forward in two steps, and in addition to the dead bodies and withered tentacles, he saw nothing.
"It's too late," the black sword's sharp eyes stared at the darkness in the distance, and the voice was a little weak: "I can't catch up."
Tyres’s heart trembled. He squeezed a small red sword and slipped weakly on the ground, biting his lower lip.
However, his left hand accidentally pressed one thing.
Just as hard.
Taylors bowed his head and immediately shocked.
That is the little slippery glasses.
That pair of black-rimmed glasses that are incompatible with her.
One of the lenses has been polished a small part.
However its owner...
Tyres couldn't help but feel sour.
Little slipper...
She dragged her away from the front of King Nunn, pulled away from the front of Ahidah, and pulled out from the touch of Giza.
But now, she is finally being...
Thinking of this, Tyres only felt a throat, and his heart was like a block of boulder.
Do not.
Tyres picked up the ruined glasses and bit his lip.
In his mind, he couldn't stop flashing the moment when he had just slid his head and screamed and was dragged away.
Do not.
The black sword licked his chest and sat down, squirting a blood on the ground and smoothing out his breathing, which raised his head.
Tyres closed his eyes and lowered his head.
Seeing the look of Tyres, Black Sword sighed deeply.
"It seems that it is what you did..." The black sword looked around with the blackened, and even scattered, ashes of the tentacles.
"It only reacts to your touch."
"The sword seems to work only in your hands - to restrain the magician."
Immersed in the unspeakable sorrow, Tyres shivered slightly.
Taylor's eyes blinked over the bright red weapon on his hand.
"Do you have anything to explain?" Black Sword shook his head and put away his previous expression, faintly authentic.
Tyres frowned, not knowing whether he was angry or tired of watching the black sword.
How is he still concerned about this?
Taylor was silent, and he only made a sound.

Explain?
Tyres sneered with a sneer:
Explain a fart.

Black Sword ignored his words, but looked at Tyres' face.
After a few seconds, the black sword suddenly sounded:

‘Azure Ambition’.

Tyres replied absently: "What?"
"What is your relationship with that place?" Black Sword asked seriously.
At this moment, Taylors only felt that there was a grievance filled in the chest. He did not have any intention to pay attention to the meaning of the black sword. He said coldly: "There is a fart relationship!"
Taylor lowered his head and bit his teeth.
He closed his eyes and tried not to look at the bodies that fell on both sides of the street. Under the attack of the tentacles, they were even more unrecognizable.
The black sword did not answer him, but he frowned and looked at the darkness in the distance.
"You don't know," after a moment, the black sword turned cold: "She is because you have such an encounter."
Tyres shook his head and looked at the black sword in a blink of an eye.
"Everyone here, including Ramon, thousands of people - are killed by you, you should be very clear about yourself," Black Swords are not convinced: "How do you feel?"
Taylors breathed unconsciously, his eyes empty and godless.
"This is the disaster brought by the monsters," Black Sword said faintly: "Twelve years ago, I have seen such tragedies, corpses everywhere, countless ruins, companions who have been taken away, people who are involuntarily involved, And the monsters don’t care, the hateful eyes of others..."
"For those monsters, we are just thinking about talking about bugs, and it's not worth mentioning compared to their goal - even if it's a ridiculously ridiculous goal."
Tyres gritted his eyes and said, "What are you suggesting?"
"The magician ruined the whole city. I, including me and you, must be responsible for it." The black sword exhaled a long breath and seemed to have a lot of injuries: "So we have to do something." What... even for the girl around you, isn’t it?

Tyres pinches the black-rimmed glasses on his hands and mixes his breath.
"You need my help." Tyres is sure.
The black sword nodded slowly.
"This sword can only take effect in your hands," Black Sword stared at Taylor's eyes: "Since we have got this weapon, we must do something."
"So - yes, I need your help." Black Sword repeated his words.
"What do you want to do?" Taylor's breathing began to be disordered, and his voice was a little empty.
This time, the black sword watched him for a long time before he slowly opened his mouth.
"Look at our surroundings and see the ruins they left..." The black sword stood up from the ground and looked at the distance. "The thing is still raging now - I guess, Long Yucheng has Can't control the situation."
Tyres was shocked and he reacted.
"you want……"
Tyres was a little surprised. He followed the black sword's eyes and turned to look at Kilika in the distance: "You want to find... the blood magician?"
"We want to end it all," Black Sword nodded:
"Ending the nightmare of the city."
"If you are lucky..."
"You can even save the girl..."
"If she hasn't been eaten by that thing yet."
Taylor's breathing is slowly accelerating.
"Otherwise, as long as you are still here, as long as the thing is still here," Black Sword said with deep meaning: "You and the unlucky ones around you, there will be no peace - even if the girl is rescued, it will eventually Once again in the hands of those monsters."
"Even if you have this sword."
Tyres frowned and looked at the little sword in his hand.
"The head of the world." After a few seconds, he whispered.
"What?" The black sword frowned.
"The name of this sword," Tyres stared at the sword in his hand, staring at its blood-red sword, and flashed his eyes in his eyes: "Call the world."
Black Sword looked at him and suddenly smiled: "You really know something."
"No more than you." Taylors has no eyes and no feelings.
"So, little guy, what is your decision?" Black Sword did not continue this topic, and he looked at the little prince with a stunned look: "As the youngest in history...the legendary anti-magic armor."
Taylors took a deep breath.
He looked at the head of the world.
The cold wind that keeps whistling in the ear, and the faint sound of the multi-headed snake.
In front of his eyes, Eichda’s deep eyes appeared.
Giza is a gentle smile.
The little slippery expression with tears.
In the ear, the call sign of the residents of the Northland was dying.
At that moment, Taylor's eyes were firm.
"Okay, I am with you..."
But just as his words were not finished, the black sword suddenly said: "By the way, I will remind you."
Taylors a glimpse.
"Excessive use of the legendary anti-magic arm will cause a huge load on the body," Black Sword said plainly: "If you can't grasp the power of them - there will be danger."
Tyles heard a little, and he lowered his head and re-examined the head of the world.
Under the moonlight, its blood-red sword front looks so bright and dazzling.
"Dangerous?" He sneaked.
"Especially those who have not reached the extremes, they can't guarantee the absolute control of the legendary anti-magic armor..." The voice of the black sword continued to sound: "And you..."
"You have to think about it." The words of the Black Sword are extremely cold.
Tyres frowned heavily.
At that moment, he suddenly remembered Gilbert and Jodel, and Ginny.
Think of their eyes - although he has never seen Joel's eyes.
I remembered what Gilbert had told him, and in the event of a disaster, he must first preserve his own words.
But he remembered his identity.
Isn't it costly every time you use magic energy?
And - he remembered Giza's smile again, remembering her gentle but determined eyes.
She will not let go of her own.
"You were still persuading me to go to the magician with you," Tyres sneered: "Now this?"
"What about your answer?" Black sword raised his eyebrows slightly.
The eyes of Taylors gradually gathered.
He looked up and looked at the sharp eyes of the black sword.
Then he nodded heavily.
"Let's go," Tyres said faintly: "Go and see the lovely big sister."
"Try your luck."
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By a face without a sword
(End of this chapter)