Chapter 1129: Apocalypse (7)

After turning off the communicator, Koresh was just about to get up, and suddenly heard a voice behind him, and suddenly froze in place.
"That won't help you, Koresh... The power of the blood is about to come out, and even you should be able to see this clearly."
He looked up and saw Chuulton, his most trusted subordinate, standing in the middle of the broken vault, facing himself, holding the glittering sword in one hand and a broken glass in the other.
With a sneer, he lifted up the shards of glass and scratched his cheeks with that sharp edge. Blood ran out and dripped on the ground.
"Churton."
Koresh said as he stood up, walked into the vault and stood in front of the swordsman.
"I thought you were dead."
Bright daylight filled the broken arch, and Koresh saw corpses on the ground.
They are not the Holy Blood Army, but the internal response troops belonging to him, Chuulton is their commander.
Koresh could recognize that these people were not killed by gunshot wounds. Without exception, they fell under a powerful blade. These soldiers were cut into pieces, and a terrible suspicion suddenly appeared. His heart emerged.
"dead?"
Chuulton said with a penetrating smile:
"I will die? Do you remember what he said after I put the instructor down in the death camp?"
Koresh, who began to be alert, nodded.
"He said that people will lose in the end."
"Do you remember what I said?"
"Yes--"
Koresh's hand slipped on the hilt of his broad sword.
"You said ‘this life is impossible’, isn’t it?

"You have a good memory."
Chuulton threw the glass on the ground.
"Who did this latest scar be left for? I remember leaving a war scar on my face is... the habit of worshiping the gods to choose warriors."
Chuulton laughed again, but there was no warmth in that smile.
"For you, my sir."
"You betrayed me."
Koresh insulted his stupidity in his heart, knowing that Chuulton was a fighting madman, why did he appoint him as the commander of the internal response forces, people like him are most likely to fall into the arms of the blood god.
But any self-blame is too late at this time, he knows that he is facing a terrible opponent, a swordsman who is one of the best in the Wendigo church.
Chuulton's fighting power was even higher than that of the elders in the church of Wendigo, but he was kept hidden in the dark by Hannibal as a hidden power.
"You killed your warrior, didn't you?"
"Yes."
Chuulton waved his long sword and relaxed his muscles, and Koresh knew at a glance that the duel between them was about to begin, and the other party was warming up for it.
"And I will do this again soon."
Koresh walked around the edge of the vault, corresponding to Chuulton's pace.
He had no illusions about the outcome of this battle, and his betrayal must be repaid, and the painstaking efforts of his own hard work made him irritable.
"Why, Chuulton? What benefits have they given you?"
"How can you ask such a question, Koresh?"
The ruthless swordsman asked, approaching him gradually, stepping down the distance between the two warriors.
"We will be trapped here, completely because you made a wrong relationship with Ok... I know what the blood once showed you, how can you give up that opportunity?"
"You mean that demon? That kind of thing is abominable, Chuulton, the blood worship plan is destined to fail, and Guk will ruthlessly step on them. Do you want to stand on the losing side?"
"Guk?"
Chuulton laughed.
"Are you sure he will win? See what you look like, a green-skinned dog! I spurned you in my heart, Koresh! You gave up the human ego and turned to a brainless beast !We are an extraordinary race and we must ensure that we are always better than
Those inferior creatures that hinder our progress! This is what the blood can give me! "
"Even your robes? Your comrades?"
Koresh said sharply with his blade at the body in the vault, but the other side just shrugged.
"Yes, even if they... I want to re-enter the right path, and they want to stop me, just like you want to stop me now, what are my options?"
"So you want to kill me too? After we have fought side by side for so many years?"
"Don't try to seduce any remaining goodwill. I am stronger than you. I will serve the great endless power and achieve more great achievements! Neither you nor any stupidity to the wrong camp can stop me."
Chuulton raised his sword and entered a fighting stance, while Koresh began to approach his opponent.
The broken street suddenly seemed very quiet, and the two fighters surrounded each other, looking for flaws in each other's defenses.
Koresh thought about it for a moment, pulled out his combat knives, and held his backhand in his left hand, clearly knowing that he had several arms and he should block several knives between himself and the opponent.
There is nothing more to say, all this can only end in blood.
"Then go to see your blood god!"
Without warning, Koresh pounced on Chuulton and thrust forward with his deputy's small weapon, but when he launched the attack he knew that the other party had anticipated his action.
Chuulton flashed to the side, the long sword hilt swinging down, striking the combat knives away from him.
The swordsman then lowered his body, avoiding Koresh's sword that turned and swung to his head.
The passing broad sword only cut into the air, and then Chuulton slammed Koresh with his elbow.
"Well……"
He expected that Chuulton would continue to attack, hurriedly distanced from his opponent, but the swordsman just smiled and swirled around him lightly.
Koresh knew that Chulton was playing with him, and such mockery made him angry.
But as soon as he was about to take his leg, Chuulton rushed towards him, and his long sword slammed into his abdomen like a striking viper.
Koresh blocked the blow and turned his wrist to press his sword against Chuulton's blade and waved it to his neck, but the swordsman anticipated the trick again and evaded his attack quickly. .
Koresh then counterattacked suddenly, his sword forcing Chuulton back in a flash of steel vortex.
"You have improved, but not enough."
Chuulton fought a stab at his belly and laughed, twisting his body and protruding a lightning strike back at his opponent.
Koresh saw the blade stab him through the air~EbookFREE.me~ knew he couldn't stop the attack.
He tried to dodge backwards, but he still felt the blade bit deeply into his body in a fiery pain.
Koresh put a hand on the side wound tightly, panting in pain, blood flowing down his clothing swing, and then the drug hidden in the molars helped him temporarily shield the pain.
"Damn..."
Koresh quickly stepped back in front of the enemy, and the swordsman pressed with a smile of expectation.
"If this is your highest level, Koresh, then you might as well give up now."
The swordsman stretched out the lizard-like tongue and licked the blood on the blade, then sneered and said.
"I promise I will give you pleasure."
"I just want to say this to you, traitor!"
Koresh gasped and finished, raising his sword again.
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