Chapter 1664: The death of Skasa

So far, the only member of the Knights of the Round Table Guild on the battlefield is Skassa.
This man in expensive lock armor and holding a large sword with both hands flashed a vicious look on his handsome and honest face. He looked around, sneered, and said, "President Godot, I didn't expect you to Bear the heart to kill so many partners who share your joys and sorrows."
"When Anna’s blood wetted my cuffs, when Siebel’s death came into my ears, when Anna grabbed my collar and cried for revenge for them and their children, I already understood. Those partners who have fought side by side and lived and died have long been strangers and have become familiar strangers."
Godot's eyes were sharp and solemn, and the veins on the back of his hand violently, ready for the next thunderous blow.
"Siebel, Anna, ha ha" Scarsa sneered: "So to you, is the friendship and lives of so many people less important than the two of them?"
Godot did not respond, a pair of tiger eyes stared at Skarsa. He gritted his teeth, his whole body suddenly soared, and seemed to confide his heartfelt revenge at the moment.
Skassa's gaze shifted away from Godot, slowly passing by each of us, and finally frozen in the distance of nothingness.
He sighed slightly and laughed at himself: "I am good at calculations and conspiracy. I don't want to be today. I turned the boat in the gutter. However, it is my honor to be used by two city owners as chess pieces at the same time."
His eyes fixed on Godot's face again, and Scarsa smiled proudly: "President Godot, I know you can’t wait to kill me with a single blow, or try to torture me in various ways until you can relieve the evil in your chest, but I won’t let you do it. Since I was able to push you down the abyss, I’m ready to commit suicide at any time.

With the sword in his throat, Skasa sneered again, and said: "Don't think that I am dead, you will definitely be able to leave here alive, President Godot, you and I are just chess pieces, insignificant test objects in the hands of the powers, ours Death is nothing more than perfecting the unfathomable ambitions of those in power."
He sighed deeply and said solemnly: "I have long recognized that for those in power, we are nothing but dusty existences. We use them if we want to use them, and crush them if we don't want to use them, but this is not the fate I want! I long for My destiny is to be able to control myself, to control my life, not to be at the mercy of anyone, not to be shackled by anyone! In order to live such a life, I thought for a long time, and I thought a lot, finally, at that dance party, that This time you and Siebel fell in love with Anna's prom at the same time. I saw the reality clearly, and I also figured out how to get the life I desire!"
Scarsa's eyes grew colder, and at the same time, the sharp blades of his two-handed swords cut through the skin of his neck, and a puff of blood slowly flowed out. He said coldly: "If you want to have such a life, you can only get one thing. , That is power. Only when you have more and more power, will you have more choices and live the life I want! Just because I figured this out, I will vacate you little by little Power, but it’s not my intention to push you off the cliff."
Godot stopped, he stared at Scassa, and said solemnly: "It's not your intention, whose is that?"
Scarsa laughed at himself again, and said: "Until now, you haven't understood what I mean, President Godot, you are too naive to be hated by others. It moves your rigid brain and thinks about it. Thinking, besides you, the guild president, who else can assign me the vice president?"
Godot was surprised: "Could it be... Anna's parents?"
Scarsa closed his eyes and slowly said, "They are nothing more than a bunch of used dust. The real behind the scenes is a behemoth that is countless times larger than them!"
The blade was half an inch into the flesh again, and the pool of blood continued to flow.
Godot said solemnly: "Skasa, why, why can't you say it more bluntly? Why do you keep trying to make me guess! Why?"
Skasa smiled suddenly and said in a somewhat vague voice, "Do you remember what I said to you when I joined the guild on the first day? The guild grows up, you are so boring, do you remember how you answered me? If you think I am boring, then you will become a funny person to make up for my boringness. I will try my best. President, Skasa... I can only stay with you till this moment and live on Ah...will...long..."
The tall and straight body slowly collapsed and lay down weakly. Godot hurried away and took him in his arms.
Scarsa spit out blood, and the cut trachea, blistering constantly, bright and miserable.
Godot pressed his neck and wanted to apply a healing technique, but he shook his head feebly, and said with difficulty: "Sim...Mons Locke, president, you... Beware of him. Also, after I die, you... run away... uh."
The proud head hangs weakly, and the face that has always been swayed with the expression of prey has an inexplicable look of anxiety.
Slowly stepping forward, I asked, "Who is Simmons Rock?"
Godot closed his eyes, two lines of clear tears dripped from the corners of his eyes, gritted his teeth, and said angrily: "The City Lord of York City."
I nodded and said, "Whether it is true or not, that Simmons Locke is my enemy, and I will kill him one day."
Godot didn't speak, but sat sluggishly holding Skassa's body.
He was a lonely and widowed friend who used to laugh and play in the past. The kind of loneliness, the kind of desolation, and the coldness, beyond words.
Taking a deep breath, I walked slowly back to the team and glanced at the tall and thin man lying on the ground slowly crawling. This guy has eaten the magic of the ice and fire girl, not only is it still alive, I can't help but praise it. : Great!
When I walked to Bai Yunying's side, I said: "For its tenaciousness, please give it a go."
"Well" Bai Yunying rubbed her sleepy eyes, sighed, waved her magic wand, and chanted a spell.
"and many more!"
Suddenly, Odachi's voice rang in his mind.
"What's wrong?" I stopped, puzzled.
"There was a magic wave just passed over. Although it is not strong, it is very weird," Odachi said in a deep voice, "That feels like the magic wave that comes out when a thin and tall man mutates!"
"Is there anything?" I turned my head and looked in the direction of Scassa. Godot was still holding Scassa and was sad. Nothing abnormal happened, but I didn't think Odachi could talk nonsense. Stopped and watched the situation on Skartha's side.
"What's the matter, Xiao Yi?" Phoenix pulled my sleeve, wondering.
"I don't know the reason," I said with a dark face, "but it just feels bad."
"Could it be that you are too tired?" Kagali squeezed my shoulder and said relaxedly: "When we clean up the monster, we will go home."
"Okay" smiled and patted her hand, I responded.
"Here again!" Odachi's voice resounded in my mind again: "That kind of weird magic wave!"
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