Chapter 199: .Remains from ancient times

Kant bowed his head, seeming to be humble in front of the beautiful girl in front of him.
But his palm lightly gripped the hilt.
The golden light above the head was shining, and the power of the sun slowly flowed, and the girl wearing gold wire knitted into cumbersome and gorgeous costumes slowly fell in front of Kant.
Just like a above.
The delicate red lips opened and closed, and the language was extremely indifferent: "Slave, answer my question quickly."
"The present age."
Kant chuckled, with a sneer in his mouth.
Slightly looking up at the beautiful girl who suspended her thighs in front of her eyes, the fierce color in her eyes was vigorous, and the sword handle was tightly held in her hand. The sharp knight sword inserted in the sheath immediately waved: "It is a cruel era!"
Senran's light flashed by.
The blade instantly shredded the tedious clothing worn by this beautiful girl.
The bright red blood splashed instantly.
This beautiful girl who had just walked out of the golden coffin and had yet to understand what was going on, had a stunned look on her delicate and tender face, and looked at Kant's eyes with unbelievable eyes.
But Kant looked directly at her eyes.
The knight's body brings ample melee combat experience, and simply decisive action.
The knight sword pierced straight in his hand.
The blade directly penetrated the chest of this beautiful girl, and as the large amount of blood began to glow red, the golden braided luxurious clothes, which were still floating around the golden light, also seemed to lose control and instantly turned around, turning into fragments. It shattered, and a cry of anger came out.
"No...you...damn...mean..."
The beautiful girl finally remembered to retreat, and the intense pain made her eyes panic.
The floating figure flew backwards, but the knight sword that had penetrated the chest and heart deeply penetrated her body, and pulled out as she retreated, instead causing massive bleeding in the internal organs, leaving her covered. His power dissipated with the blood, and fell heavily under the giant stone sword.
"Kill!" James and Manid sounded almost simultaneously.
But the soldiers behind did not move.
Because Kant's voice immediately followed: "Stop all hands." After a pause, he took a slow breath and said in a deep voice: "I'll take this matter myself."
System absorption depends entirely on him.
Carrying the knight sword slowly walked over.
The refined cowhide boots stepped on the stone slab, and a slight footstep sound came.
Kant looked blankly at the beautiful girl who was covering her chest and coughing up blood. The bright red blood stained her cumbersome and expensive dress, the frightened and incredible look on her beautiful face , It also increased the pitiful beauty of being rubbed, and made people feel a pity.
Contaminated with blood, her white fingers pointed at Kant. She coughed blood and still couldn't suppress the anger in her heart: "You... humble... slave... even dare to kill the god's heir..."
"God's heir?"
Kant walked over, his face still calm.
Eyes are facing each other.
His eyes were on the eyes that looked like gold casting gold. The corners of his mouth raised and smiled. He squatted slowly. He watched the young girl who was breathing rapidly, and blood was pouring from his nostrils and mouth. "Heir of the Sun God? It is too weak, really too weak."
"You... humble..."
It was as if Kant's words made this beautiful girl angry, and the eyes in her eyes flashed golden.
And a kind of mysterious decoration appeared instantly in the palm of the white onion, mixing the blood and the golden light around, bursting out a certain hot temperature.
"Swoosh"
The bleak sound of the arrow shattered the void instantly, across Kant's ear, and twirled strands of hair.
"Ah..." But the beautiful girl even gave a faint wail, and the white and tender palm was instantly pierced by a cone-headed arrow, and the raw sword was nailed to the sword of the giant long sword behind him. The live flow, the hot temperature and the golden light that were originally gathered in the palm of the hand, were directly shattered by this cone-headed arrow.
As the temperature passed, the golden light dissipated.
Kant turned his head slightly, and looked at the ranger behind him who was making a bow-closing gesture. It seemed like a reprimand: "You don't have the gentlemanly manner, but you treat a lady like this.
At the same time, he turned his head to look at the beautiful girl whose face was distorted due to pain and destroyed the white and tender beauty of the face. He apologized: "I hope you don’t be surprised. They are rude soldiers and have never seen such a mysterious one. ...Extraordinary power, well, or magic? I don’t know either, if you can, can you explain it?"
"You..." The palm of this beautiful girl was nailed to the sword like a stone wall. The severe pain and the weakness in her heart made her desperate.
Looking at Kant's calm eyes, a fear from the depths of the soul climbed into her soul.
Kant chuckled: "Aren't you willing?"
He reached out and gently touched the cheek of this beautiful girl, feeling the intoxicating, expected tenderness, and faintly said: "To be honest, I have dealt with you from the mythological era thousands of years ago. I have been alive until now and I am shocked. After all, the lost city, well, it should be the golden holy city in the ancient books. It has long been wiped out in the yellow sand of the Nalun desert. The civilization has disappeared, and only a few remains remain. And...you, mysterious lady."
He wanted to know more.
This mysterious, beautiful girl awakened in the coffin may be able to bring him some unknown information.
Thousands of years, tens of thousands of years ago.
It is too far away from now, and this woman actually originated from that era.
This surprised and curious Kant.
"Thousands of years...the age of mythology..." But when I heard Kant's words, the eyes of this beautiful girl suddenly widened, and a slight tremor appeared in her tone: "No... impossible, the Father God made me sleep for ten years. After waking up..."
She seemed to think of something.
Suddenly looked at Kant, with shortness of breath, and golden eyes with a fierce look: "I remembered, some of you slaves rebelled, colluded with the abyss demons, and attacked our golden holy city, yes, you are because of you The father of God’s rebellion will die, otherwise, with the power of the Father’s control of the sun, those demons from the abyss can’t bear it. It’s your rebellion that caused all this to happen!

This beautiful girl seems to understand everything, and her eyes are full of gloating: "You...you have no extraordinary power, the extraordinary power of this world is declining. No wonder I can't use the power given by the Father, nor can I perceive this world. The power behind it turned out to be this way. After the gods fell, the rules of the world also began to change. You are miscalculated. You servants are miscalculated. You are not the one who won the greatest victory. The power of God the Father is awakened again, and you absolutely cannot bear our anger! You traitors!"
"No, I am not a traitor."
Kant smiled, his face calm, and he didn't express anything about this beautiful girl.
Instead, he leaned on his knight sword, the blood on it had not been wiped, and looked at the golden eyes, said lightly: "Strength? I don't understand, but I know that I can kill you easily now, I think you are the most Choose well, otherwise I promise you will die miserably."
"Father of the Father never surrenders!"
The beautiful girl has anger on her face, and her eyes are full of unforgettable hatred: "You lowly and humble slaves will eventually become our slaves again and become us... uh... uh... ah..."
Her words are not over.
Even the anger and hatred on his face did not recede.
The knight's sword in Kant's hand was reinserted into her body, not the chest that had been pierced, but directly aimed at the throat, and pierced the throat of this beautiful girl, cut the trachea, and connected the muscles of the neck and The spine directly penetrates the stone wall of the sword body inserted behind him.
"There's so much nonsense." Kant stood up and pulled out his knight sword again.
The head of the beautiful girl fell directly on the full and upright chest with the broken spine.
Only the skin and a small amount of muscle on both sides are involved.
This did not make the girl into a headless body, but how it looks, this body is quite miserable. Kant's two attacks are completely fatal and critical attacks, and they don't keep alive!
"Poor, this is a coveted beauty."
Manid came over and handed Kant a linen handkerchief: "But he chose to resist you, Master Kant."
Kant was expressionless.
Wiping the sword body with a linen handkerchief, he said lightly: "It's enough for you." Turning his head and looking at the troops coming behind, Shen said: "Women are just useless vases, you can buy a lot at any time~ EbookFREE.me~ That's because you didn't meet true love." James shook his head and looked at the beautiful woman's body with regret: "But lord, you are at the time when you need a girlfriend. If you can, I can Introduce you to a few ladies in Karadia, but those greedy ladies can’t match your identity..."
"This is not the time." Kant glanced at the middle-aged man and ordered, "Lead the troops to check the battlefield. I think you can do it well."
"Yes, Lord Kant."
James nodded and understood that he seemed to be a little too much.
But Kant doesn't care.
This is the case of James. If it is in the game, according to the character of this good old man, it is estimated that he killed the unarmed woman is a violation of his philosophy, and he will directly protest.
Sending a few complaints now is considered to be due to character.
But Kant cares about the absorption method given by the system after the woman dies.
[Ding... system prompt]
[Please put your hand on the lines of her forehead. 】
Kant did just that.
Squatted again, hands that didn't care, propped up the head that had broken the spine and neck, looked at the eyes that had been scattered in both eyes, and the beautiful face with a bit of grief, and the thumb pressed to her forehead as if it were wings Such a sun sacred mark.
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