Chapter 2: Mage and back

In the distance, the sound of horseshoes became clearer and clearer, and Murphy frowned. This young man in the jungle was extremely sensitive to large animals like horses. Just at this time, he only passed the rhythm of horseshoes and The frequency determines the general breed of the horse and the rider's riding...
Master!
Murphy did not have a strong curiosity to learn the true appearance of the knight, calculated his position in his mind, only once when he was twelve years old, Murphy turned around the small town of Hooke The shadow of the alley walked out, as if the residents who had lived here for a long time turned four turns, crossed a lively market and then reached the edge of the town.
call…
The time came, the guards of Hook Town did not immediately begin a strict inspection and blockade. Murphy relaxed his breath and looked around-except for the two yellow cattle who were eating grass, and the nearby was quiet. Everything seems to be the scene in a forgotten corner.
Outside the town of Hook is a forest that is not considered lush. The forest paths are not repaired. These roads lead to all directions in Hook County. The only dirt road that looks southeast to the southeast is the center of the empire. The sound of horseshoes seems to come from there.
Stepping out of Hook Town, Murphy looked back carefully, and after confirming that there was no tracker, he began to trot towards the woods-but as soon as he ran out of three or four steps, he gradually stopped.
A figure appeared just behind the empty one, and Murphy confirmed that the other party's appearance had escaped his previous perception, and no movement appeared, which meant that the other party was not as simple as it seemed.
The fact proved that the other party's purpose was very clear. When Murphy turned his head suddenly, a long sword had already slashed towards him!
His body tightened suddenly, Murphy tipped his toes, and the whole person was like a standing mantis-the long sword would be split on his left shoulder from top to bottom, but it was almost twisted against Murphys. The front chest is empty!
In sight, a guy wearing a Hook Town guard uniform stared at Murphy coldly, his body was not much stronger than the average person, but he wore an iron wristband with mottled marks on his wrist-this is There are traces that can only be found with master swordsmen. The swordsmen in the empire make good use of the lightweight Griffin sword, and this characteristic bracer is the matching product.
This shows that the other party is a guy who has been trained in empire orthodox swordsmanship, and is not an ordinary town guard on the surface!
After evading the attack, Murphy rushed to the dangerous swordsman in front of him. His unarmed hands did not even clench his fists. In contrast, his thin and abnormal body burst out of the body. Imagined cruelty-this is the cruelty that wild beasts will possess, and it is not a human being who lives in a normal society!
Seven years of jungle life has made Murphy stand on the edge of human society for too long-not because he did not want to integrate, but that the old guy who led him into the jungle chose this path for him.
The punch is not very sharp, but it hits the most fundamental key. The opponent’s speed of blocking is not delayed. The long sword in his hand is not clumsy even in such a close fight, but he obviously did not expect this to be seen by ordinary teenagers. What kind of dangerous existence is the guy who looks like-
The pale skin was exposed due to the large-scale movements, the palms with protruding bones and the cocoon-covered palms suddenly clenched, and the punch hit the middle of the long sword!
The swordsman did not expect that Murphy would hit the surface of the long sword with his fist. The "clang" sounded crisply, and the twisted long sword bounced to the side. The opponent's arm clenched the long sword. The chest that had been blocked was then cut into the abdomen by Murphy's other punch!
"Boom!"
But the opponent was obviously not an idle person. After quickly adapting to this life-threatening attack rhythm, he risked a second punch and raised his elbow to hit Murphy's unblocked right rib. After being punched under the armpit in the next boxing, he suddenly exerted force and flew the young boy like a mad wolf out!
The strength of the mid-level swordsman makes him not as powerful as the gangster Wade, but also has the skills and power that ordinary people can't reach. Murphy, who weighs less than half of his weight, was blown out three meters with a full blow. It is enough to prove the strength gap between the two.
Speaking of it, Murphy’s attacks are like those thin but explosive predators, who can’t hit them at all, but only a long distance away, head-to-head confrontation is definitely not his strength-and in fact he does so, by using With this force of flying, Murphy rolled in a circle on the spot. Before standing up, he rushed towards the woodland in the opposite direction on all fours!
The forest is his home field, and it is always the choice of Murphys to grow up and avoid weaknesses. He has ran out of four or five meters in a blink of an eye and left the swordsman behind him far behind. Head, body also rolled out towards the right side!
The dagger that appeared quietly penetrated deeply into the land beside Murphy! The long coat he just put on was nailed tightly to the ground for this, and with a tear from Murphy's tumbling, he sighed and opened a big mouth!
again!
Murphy, who had stood up again, did not continue to run away-he understood that he had lost his best chance of getting out of this open space. Murphy, who had been hiding in the shadows for how to hide himself, would not study it. He once faced the silver-bellied wild wolf in the forest known as the "shadowless killer". The existence that did not make people aware of breathing for a second before the attack had been left on Murphy's thigh. Three scary wounds.
The innumerable experience of dying to survive has made him instinctively avoid the other party's attack, but this does not mean that he can escape the second time, the horse has stumbled, not to mention the unmatched strength of Murphys?
The cheap clothes in the tailor shop were torn apart, and Murphy reached out without hesitation to tear off the remaining cloth strips. A strong muscle was exposed to the air. Smooth breathing and cold eyes accompanied by silence, quietly looked at The situation right now.
The body's center of gravity sinks, and Murphy's back with the complicated black lines on his arms is displayed in front of the two seemingly inconspicuous guys, causing their pupils to contract at the same time.
The dark lines seemed to exist like taboos, and countless thin magic lines converged on Murphy's body, forming a strange and complicated pattern in the center of his back...like a black scepter.
It seems that Murphy's skin, which is very different from ordinary people, made them confirm. The two looked at each other tacitly, and then rushed to Murphy, who is still empty-handed!
At this moment, the dark lines seemed to flash suddenly.
His eyes flickered for a moment, and Murphy hesitated for a while due to the sudden pain in his body, but almost did not escape the other's long sword and dagger-at the same time escaped the long dagger and sword in an incredible twisted gesture Feng, Murphy kicked in the swordsman's waist with one kick, and the assassin drew away with a backhand punch. Then the elbow was knocked on the chest by the opponent. , The long sword that followed was fiercely drawn on Murphy's back!
"hiss!"
The corner of his mouth was slightly grinned. This guy who had no flinch from the strong enemy used a punch of inertia on the swordsman's wrist, but because of the lack of power, he did not remove the long sword in his hand. Inch.
The blood scar covered the back of Murphys along with the scars, but it brought a change almost instantly!
The black lines covering the back of Murphys are more obscure than the magic array used by the magicians who control the elements in the rumor. The dark stripes originally seemed to be heated on the anvil when they touched the massive blood flowing from Murphys. The iron block turns red instantly!
The pouring of blood will never bring simple power, just like the chess game in front of the old guys dormant in the shadows on the mainland, a terrifying conspiracy often starts with a seemingly subtle and insignificant small step.
It seemed that a long time had passed, and it seemed that after only a moment, Murphy's unprecedented wailing pain spread instantly throughout Hook Town, and then stopped abruptly.
The wind blew past and stood still for a moment beside Murphys.
When he opened his eyes again and looked at the enemy who rushed towards him, Murphy was no longer a prey ready to die with the hunter.
The twelve black lines around the body exude blood red light, and the thinnest and narrowest one is gradually disappearing-it seems that the gate of a confined beast gradually collapses, rusts, and finally turns into nothingness...
"Keng!"
Murphy squeezed his hand holding the long dagger, and the long sword he swung was immediately blocked by him! The swordsman attacking him only felt a great force on his wrist, and almost threw his sword away!
The tingling tiger's mouth was too late for the body to feel pain, and Murphy's heavy kick had already made his body fly back out of thin air!
"Click!"
The power of terror!
The instantaneous strength change made the swordsman in the guard's clothes widen his eyes. He couldn't imagine how a guy who was at an absolute disadvantage in the previous second would become himself in a blink of an eye. The presence?
Experts know if there is a hand, just one foot, the broken sternum and the huge damage of the internal organs have been called a kill!
Another short dagger pierced Murphy's throat like an electric light, but the teenager stretched out his hand to fasten the opponent's wrist at a faster rate, and "clicked" and broke the wrist bone of the opponent in a short while!
For power, Murphy has a desire that is unimaginable for ordinary people-not to experience this thrill of controlling life and death, all his purposes are only for himself to survive in a dangerous environment.
To survive, a seemingly simple purpose is not so easy in the eyes of some people.
"thump!"
The swordsman fell to the ground, the blood flowed down the corner of the mouth, the long sword clenched, but he could no longer swing as casually as he used to, facing the juvenile boy who twisted his companion’s neck in the distance, the chill was unconscious Eroded his body.
The person in front of him... maybe he will one day leave the category of "human"-there are countless wizards on the mainland, some can become sword masters before the age of 20, and some can wear high-level magic before the age of 30. The division's Bauhinia Medal, the young man in front of him showed nothing to be astonishing, but this cold blood and silence without hesitation made him very different from ordinary people.
The beating of the heart gradually stopped. Before the pupil of the unknown swordsman enlarged, the words that his mentor once taught were ringing in his ears:
"Only by approaching death can you realize the true meaning that ordinary people can never experience."
Maybe he is the one closest to death?