Vol 2 Chapter 191: Blood music

Chapter 191, the music of the blood spectrum (below)
Under the morning glow, the dense army stood in a ruin, surrounded by three people in the middle, and the water was leaking.
Cohen was full of suspicions and incredulence, looking at the most unexpected girl in front of her eyes: "Why, Crowe?"
The short-haired girl just looked at him indifferently and said nothing.
Cohen suddenly felt that the girl in front of her body had been dead for a long time.
She is no longer that cheerful, tough, and awkward, always likes to pull Miranda to play with him.
At that moment, Cohen had some heartache.
"Don't ask again, Cohen," the police officer's side, Miranda looked at the soldiers who were slowly pushing around and exhaled: "Remember the sword of the disaster we encountered?"
Cohen looked at Croisie across from him and heard a slight glimpse.
"Even if they are the deadly enemies of the Tower of the End, they still have the dignity and pride of being a swordsman," Miranda faintly, wrapped his hands in black gloves covering the hilt, and slowly raised the sword:
"But Croce said, "On a night, a group of masked swords of plague ambushed her and abandoned her right hand?"
Cohen frowned. "Gu said that in the reclamation area, he did not know that there was such a battle."
Miranda nodded and watched the crowd motionless, letting the soldiers on both sides cross their Croy.
"Also, although hiding here, the sword of disaster is not dismissive of politics, but also full of contempt for the magic gun." The daughter of Aaronde's family calmly said: "The public opinion uses them to assassinate the prince!"
Cohen took a deep breath: "That is..."
Miranda took his words without stopping: "Yes, the sword of disaster has neither colluded with a grand prince nor assassinated the prince, they are only the object of being framed."
"The so-called sword of disaster is just a scorpion, a set by the black sand collar, in the name of the tower of the end, will lead us from the stars to the trap of Exeter!"
"And the origin of everything..."
Miranda squinted and looked at Crowe, who was still indifferent, trembled:
"It's your lie, Croy Ash!"
In the crowd, Croy's face faintly sneered, his eyes were unclear: "The last chance - surrender is free!"
"Amount, maybe I shouldn't interrupt you..." Wyatt has unknowingly formed a triangle with the two terminal towers, facing Croy, Cohen on the left and Miranda on the right.
Wyah herself faced the soldiers who were pressing hard, and she was very nervous: "But... maybe we need to solve the problem at hand?"
Soldiers wearing patrol costumes are getting closer and closer, and their eyes are fierce.
"Let your weapons down!" The first veteran slammed: "Or wait for us to remove them."
"Have you been beaten, the boy of the sword of disaster?" Cohen leaned on the back of Wyatt, and his eyes were very dignified. He whispered: "I am talking about the kind of enemies facing hundreds of people, all sides are opponents. Fight, not boring swordsmanship."
"Hit, once."
Wye was pale and authentic, and he immediately reacted: "And, I am not a sword of disaster!"
"One time is enough, and we will open the road in a while," Cohen quickly observed the more than one hundred enemies in front of him, directly ignoring Wye's second sentence: "Keep the rear and keep up."
Wyatt glanced at Rolf, who was unconscious in the ruins, and sighed:
"How to keep it? They are everywhere..."
"Move your brain," Miranda interrupted him coldly: "Use your sword, aim at their legs, turn them into battlefield cumbersome..."
The woman swordsman’s words have not been finished yet, and Croy’s has a clear and high voice:
Kill!

puff! puff! puff!
The footsteps screamed and the speed approached!
Numerous swords and swords flashed in the ruins, and one soldier after another fiercely rushed to the three, with the tip of the sword facing forward and rowing assault.
Imitate the cavalry battle, the standard suppression type charge.
At that moment, Miranda recognized the movements of these people.
It’s not the patrol of Longyan City, but the opponents she’s been circling around the border for almost the past three years—although there are no battlefield weapons like mace and triangulation spears, of course, perhaps for better camouflage.

Hey!

Hey!

On the right side, Cohen is extremely experienced by the height, lifting the sword and kneeling, setting up two stabbing blades and forcing the third.
The police officer did not retreat, and his foot was forced to meet the kneecap of one of the people.
In the crisp fractures, he turned sideways and slammed his elbow into the belly of another enemy.
In the opponent's pain, Cohen is preparing to fill a sword when the other side retreats, but the boring enemy does not care, the roots are rooted, one step does not retreat, the sword is cut again!
"Hey!" The heavy metal blunt sounded - Cohen slammed the other side's slash.
The police officer unloaded the enemy's blade, and his heart was cold: bad, this strength and quality, at least heavy infantry!
I don't know if it is an epee infantry or a heavy knife axe.
Fortunately... their weapons are just the squad’s swords, they don’t fit together, otherwise...
Behind him, Wyatt spurred the front of the back, and cut the wrists of the two men in an instant.
The sound of the two soldiers landing came.
"Damn, let's make some effort!" Cohen carefully opened the long sword that was slashed again, and shouted unceremoniously: "The use of the power of the end will only exhaust you!"
On the other side, Miranda also ushered in two enemies, one of whom even waved a double sword.
But Miranda was more comfortable than her companions, only to see her swordsman magically knocking on an enemy's wrist.
The opponent's sword immediately trembled, and the sword front actually slanted downward and stabbed the companion's arm.
The enemy who used the double sword looked at the peer's sword with horror, and could not help but deflect the right sword and hold the attack of the companion.
But before he could react, Miranda's blade came out of the way, piercing his left palm, and then twirling.
In the pain of the enemy, Cohen stepped to the right, spelling the back with a blade and swapping the position with Miranda.
His tall figure with inertia, knocking the enemy of the two swords back one meter, fell in the arms of his companions behind him.
Miranda calmly shrank his head and rubbed it over Cohen's chest and turned to the left.
She took advantage of her opponent to change the enemy, the sword front lost the target's mouth, the blade swiftly stabbed, and pulled a deep wound on the enemy's abdomen.
Miranda looked at his opponent's teeth and endured pain, but his blood was like a note, but he did not take his life, letting the enemy drag him back into the battle.
The two men moved forward nearly two meters, and Wyatt quickly followed up after struggling to block a sniper. The two ending tower seeds have a tacit understanding of the heart, and they can see the clerk.
"Epee infantry, steady foot, lack of flexibility." Miranda leaned on Cohen's back, whispered.
Cohen picked up a long sword and gave back his intelligence: "The cavalry scouts, the reaction is very fast, but the body is not good."
"The black sand collar is standing on the border." Miranda briefly summarized.
"We can't break through directly," Cohen bit his teeth, and a powerful sweep swept back two enemies: "They have too many people, each one is a veteran."
"Looking for Crowe." Miranda once again played her grasp of the end of the rhythm, squeezed into the enemy between the two enemies, the other side cut through the chest of her chest, the left palm crosses the enemy's throat, let the latter Kneeling back with his neck.
The female swordsman then stabbed the right-handed sword and forced another enemy to bow down: "Alternative attack, interfere with her with words!"
"Get the opportunity!"
When Miranda’s voice just fell, Cohen mobilized his end.
The eternal star of the stars rushed over his body, letting the police officer attack the dozens of swords without stopping!
"Hey!" The continuous metal crash sounded.
For a moment, the soldiers of the black sand collar were forced to retreat a few steps by Cohen.
"Cro Aich!"
Cohen attacked with all his strength, but the attack was unrelenting, but he was surprisingly full of anger. He yelled at the enemy commander in the crowd: "You sold us for the coup in Lombard? Betrayed the tower of the end?"
Wye hurriedly caught up with Cohen, who had two injuries on his body, but still stubbornly pulled out the single-edged sword, and took two handles to the sword behind Cohen.
"What do you want to say, Cohen?" In the crowd, Crowey's eyes were filled with complex light, and he responded with a loud voice to him: "You are accusing me of taking the ulterior motives in the name of the end of the tower. In politics?"
Cohen bit his teeth, and the stars of the blue-and-white glare are constantly rising, and they must go all the way.
Cut, cut, stab, only three consecutive swords, the police officer injured three enemies.
Miranda is holding him behind him, and the sword can always be handed out at the crucial moment to resolve the most deadly offensive.
"Continue to interfere with her!" Miranda whispered: "Forcing her to come up to fight with you!"
"How?" Cohen gritted his teeth and swept an enemy. There was a blood mark on his arm: "I never licked the man..."
But at this time, Miranda suddenly sighed: "Give up, Cohen!"
"Kroeich, who once fell in love with you, is not hesitating to sell you at this moment!"
"You and she are impossible!"
Cohen, who is assaulting in the enemy group, has a glimpse.
What?
That man?
When did I secretly love her...
The voice just fell, and Croweich, who was still two meters away, suddenly twisted his face.
She bit her teeth and stared at Cohen in front of her, only one emotion in her eyes.
Hate.
Cohen suddenly felt a cold heart.
The next moment, Croy's suddenly burst!
She crossed the heavy subordinates and stabbed her sword in an instant.
Point the sword of Cohen!
"clang!"
Cohen was trembled and felt that his next sword could no longer be attacked.
"Disarm and surrender immediately! Look at the past..." Croy's grabbed Cohen in front of her, and her mood seemed to be abnormal. She only listened to her biting her teeth and said painfully: "I won't hurt you!"
Cohen stunned and held a sword on the right side.
"In the past?"
"Do you remember the past?" Cohen moved in his heart and shouted: "No matter how much the position and interests of each other should be, the towers of the end should not be involved..."
But Cohen’s offensive was immediately stagnation!
Croce's sword hit the side of his sword again.
"Less innocence, Lord Karabyan!" Croy Ai hated the passage. Her sword seemed to have a strange gas field. The sword she had thrown interrupted Cohen's offensive rhythm.
Damn it.
With swordsmanship, Croy Ash is enough to rank in the top four in eight seeds, second only to Miranda, Eklin and the Nida people of Donggu!
Cohen gritted his teeth and turned to another person's attack, while his right shoulder was cut open.
But Crowe's long sword is like a shadow, and at the moment of Cohen's offensive, he is coming!
"Boom!"
Cohen’s long sword returned to the defense and struggled to cover the sword.
"'The final tower is beyond the politics?'" The short-haired female swordsman bit his teeth, the sword keeps going, and straight out along Cohen's blade, the rhythm is like a storm: "This kind of childishness Fantasy, you should abandon the first day of your tower!"
Cohen struggled with all his strength and broke away from Crohn's blade. He only felt that his offensive was completely disrupted.
"At least, in the past, fighting in the tower, isn't it a memory that we all cherish each other, shouldn't it be inviolable?" Cohen waved his left hand and blocked a soldier's straight thorn with a thick robe." You are..."
At this time, Croisie, who was cold in the eyes, suddenly urged her to end her power and instantly attacked three swords!
"Remembrance memories? Hahaha..." Crowey's words seemed to be endless sadness and madness.
The first sword, an unexpected stab, forced Cohen to sneak to the left.
"It's hard to believe that I actually liked you, cute, poor, childish Cohen!"
Cohen gave a slight glimpse.
The second sword, without any pauses, Cohen had to erect a long sword to block the blade of the other side.
The Northland female swordsman who only listened to short hair sternly said: "We were branded with the state and politics as soon as we were born, and stamped the seals of birth and blood. It is hard to get rid of life!"
"We have no choice at all!"
The third sword is a one-of-a-kind style!
"You will not become a free man because you have entered a tower that is self-proclaimed and noble, and you will become a free man!" Croce's words were chilly.
She held the sword in both hands, and the whole sword was centered on the place where Cohen was living. She turned the tip of the sword around Cohen's block around the arc and pointed to the face of the police officer.
"Cohen Karabyan!"
"You fool!"
She screamed fiercely, and the weapon slammed sharply on Cohen's blade.
"hiss!"
The tip of the sword stabbed the police officer's face!
Cohen, who was leaning to the left and was unstable, only felt that the long sword on his hand could not exert force, his breathing was not smooth, and his breath was not.
The other three swords are like an impassioned complete movement, starting, turning, ending, and putting him firmly in the established deadly rhythm.
Do not get out.
This is the only one of Croce, completely different from Miranda - the Tianma movement!
At this time, Miranda's long sword is like an accent that destroys this movement, and is inserted into it.
"clang!"
She blocked the deadly blow of Croish.
Cohen, who couldn’t stand it, and Miranda exchanged positions again to support Wye, who is right-handed.
"Cro Aich, my good sister," Miranda's black gloves made a slight invisible friction on the hilt. She whispered to her former companion: "The teacher of Chart is really white to teach you!"
The next moment, the daughter of Arende opened the fierce sword, and a sword pointed to the handle of Croix!
"Tianma music," she said coldly: "The emphasis is on resonating with the rhythm of the outside world and even the enemy, instead of singing a one-man show alone!"
Miranda's blade slides down and stabs the other's wrist between the frictions.
She chose the best timing and the most smashing angle. No matter how Kroai responded, block or dodge, it would fall into the wind.
But before Miranda reacted, Croce's long sword would be reversed, neither blocking nor dodging, but facing the sword front, stabbing each other's wrists!
"One-man show?" Croy Ash said: "There must be not enough dramas you have seen!"
"Miranda Arend!"
The two swords meet in the air, twisting a circle, making a harsh friction!
The two swordsmen who went out to the same door, the masters of the Tianma movement, also listened to the other party's strength and rhythm in this friction.
They are always ready to seize the opportunity to contain the opponent's rhythm and make a fatal blow.
Cohen’s eyes moved.
It’s best not to intervene in the battle of the Tianma movement. The situation that changes with the timing and rhythm, you never know who you are.
However, when the enemy commanders are entangled and their attention is drawn to the past...
Cohen felt the unseen offensive in front of him and the enemy's approach to Crowe's approach, and made up his mind.
opportunity!
He prompted Wyah and the tall figure came out again.
The blue awns of the stars are flashing on the sword and the skin, and the stars are shining, using the most extreme speed and strength of the sword to carry out the continuous offensive.
Blood splashes, there are enemies, and there are also their own, Cohen instantly breaks through three people!
He even left Miranda and Wyah behind him, and he saw a gap in the encirclement.
Just break through one place, then...
Cohen bit his teeth and marched forward.
But it is at this time.
A huge fist suddenly popped out of the crowd!
Cohen slammed his sword in a subconscious way.
But the fist was different. It changed direction halfway, and it was unbiased.
"Boom!"
Cohen, who is urging the glory of the stars, feels that the punch is almost impossible to dodge.
His long sword is heavy.
Like an axe that cuts the firewood smoothly, suddenly it hits a piece of iron plate!
Juli is coming.
Cohen's blade was hit by this heavy blow, and the blade made a harsh shackle in the bend.
The blade was bent backwards, and with the heavy punch in front of it, slammed on Cohen's left cheek.
At that moment, Cohen, who was under heavy punches, only felt his ears roar.
The whole world in front of him was shaking.
The blood splashed from the face brings out a bright red vision.
In the middle of it, Cohen fell backwards.
But he has no more thoughts.
That punch...
That is……
Do not.
Do not!
Cohen fell to the ground and only felt desperate in his heart.
He subconsciously raised the right hand of the sword.
But a more powerful arm pressed his hand, and the other arm of the enemy pressed his shoulder and twisted his fingers!
Kara!
"what!"
Cohen snorted: his right arm was unloaded.
"When it is!"
Cohen’s long-handed sword fell to the ground.
Wye looked at the scene in front of her astonishment: Cohen was completely defeated by the new enemy in a face-to-face.
Cohen’s body is in the end and wants to make the final struggle.
But the other's elbow is like the most terrible weapon, slamming his left back.
"Hey!" The muffled sound came.
The gathering of the stars will be broken.
Cohen's face was a stiff, and immediately it was a shock, coughing out a blood.
Do not.
"Don't move, kid," came with a heavy tone, cold and cold: "The glory of the stars originated from the heart - I don't want to break your heart with the next shot."
Wye looked at him with surprise, and was immediately overwhelmed by the enemies coming from both sides.
Cohen was dizzy and only felt that his body was light - he was put on the shoulder by the enemy.
Do not.
The vision in front of him is constantly shaking.
Do not.
The figure slowly entered the battlefield.
Come to the place where Miranda and Croy's duel.
"Miranda..." Cohen coughed blood in pain, but he didn't have the strength to go up and down.
"fast……"
Cohen struggled in the daytime:
"Flee away..."
Such an opponent...
we……
Unable...
In the next second, Cohen was black and lost all consciousness.
The light of Miranda turned around and saw Cohen being shackled on his shoulder.
I also saw the figure.
She was trembled.
With her sword against Croy, she seized the opportunity and the sword smashed out!
"Hey!"
A sharp metal sound came.
This is the end of the balance of the Tianma Movement.
Both sides attacked instantly!
"laugh!"
Miranda's face changed, the long sword seized the opportunity of the opponent's attack can not dodge, stabbed Croy Aich's left wrist.
"Boom!"
Kroeich’s hilt was turned around and hit Miranda’s abdomen.
Croy's gritted his teeth.
Miranda shook a little and was about to fight back.
But at this time, a sword has been pressed silently and without any hindrance.
The blade was pressed against Miranda's shoulder.
It was a long sword belonging to Cohen, who was holding it in a huge palm.
Miranda only felt that there was a huge force on the sword.
This is an inescapable clamp - Miranda has produced this idea.
"boom!"
At the next moment, the female swordsman was slammed on the ground by the giant force, only to feel that the end of the body was a disorder.
The Tianma music chapter was broken.
Crocey came forward and looked cold.
She slipped off her long sword.
"When it is!"
Miranda's long sword rolled to the ground.
"Why?" Miranda could no longer afford the huge force, and was pushed to the ground and spit out a blood.
But she still barely raised her head and looked at people:
"why are you!"
She looked at the tall figure and his white hair, and shouted out loud:
"Casslan Rumba!"
In front of Miranda, the pride of the Tower of the End, the legendary commander of the White Blade Guard, the owner of the Hero Tavern, the old man nicknamed "The Land" was silent, did not speak.
He was expressionless, just continued to follow the long sword and carried Cohen.
Until the soldiers of the Black Sands came forward, they will be angered by Miranda and the unconscious Cohen.
In the distance, Huaia’s anger was heard.
Croy Ash quietly put away the long sword.
"Dagong just sent an order," the female swordsman said coldly: "He needs help there."
The old man turned and looked at Croy.
"A swift woman broke into the battlefield and saved the boy," she adjusted her breath:
"It's a polar world."
Croixer sorted out the dress that was awkward because of the battle.
The old man looked at Miranda and Cohen who were far away, and his eyes were extremely sad.
After a few seconds, Kaslan looked calm and slowly opened:
"Don't hurt them."
His eyes are full of dead breath.
Croix raised his head and looked straight at Kaslan.
"Of course," she said slowly: "Uncle Kaslan."
"of course."
Kaslan turned and disappeared into the dawn.
Crowey also turned and took her troops.
Soon, the army of the black sand collar left the ruins.
It seems that nothing has happened.
After a few minutes.
"Hula!"
A pile of gravel landing sounds.
As the sound grew louder, finally one hand reached out of the ruins.
A silver-faced man with a scar on his face turned over the gravel covered with his body, squatting with a broken, unhealed arm and crawling out in shock.
With the ghost of the wind, Rolf squinted and gasped fiercely, looking at the direction in which the black sand led the people to disappear.
As if I can't believe everything I just had.
I know that I have been off for two more days.
Do not ask me why.
I will never explain, "This is because Valentine's Day is over. If I am still in the code, I am not acknowledging that I am a single dog."
By a serious face without a sword.
(End of this chapter)