Chapter 1232: sword

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Rolling hills, gentle valleys, unclear flags, corpses lying in between, the remaining power of magical elements like soul spirit flames scattered in this passing battlefield.
This is a gentle valley east of the Damu River. Not long ago, there was an encounter battle. From the situation of the battlefield ruins, this battle was very fierce. The corpses are all over the valley. The mourning sound was heard in the pile, which was a moan from the survivors. Or, this kind of surviving is not a kind of luck. If no one comes to help, the injured can only be hurt to death.
Maybe I shouldn’t have come to this place,
Blood stained the earth;
Maybe I shouldn’t be at that event,
The war starts there.
Life has never been so fragile,
Death takes away all faith.
When all that is left is greed and desire,
Only the devil roared in his heart.
do you know? Life is not as good as a dog.
War will not leave a monument of heroes,
Only the poor grave of the fool,
No one remembers your name,
That is not important anymore.
If you don’t want to expose the dead body,
Please don't come to this place.
Killing will defile the soul,
Blood will stain leather boots.
Oh, have you ever been an enemy?
Now they are buried here together.
Maybe someone should clean this cemetery,
This person may be a vulture in the sky.
No one will pay homage to you,
Maybe only your loved ones and me,
Kings and nobles who enjoy wine and beauty,
I don’t remember what you owned was exchanged with blood.
Let me take away your last hatred,
Turn the enemy into friends in heaven,
Since then, there have been no fights and fights,
Start your new life...
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The war is still going on and will not stop because of compassion. While the war between the two sides was in full swing, a person suddenly appeared on the battlefield.
People appeared on the north bank of the Damu River, coming from the direction of Moyue. No one noticed him at first, but soon afterwards, everyone realized his presence.
He walked without hurry, he was not blood-simmered by the soldiers' cry, nor was he afraid of death. Step by step, step by step, what he has gone through is actually a passage!
"What's the matter? What happened?" The exclaimed voice didn't know that it was from the soldiers of Moyue and St. Bikya, because the people they walked around were constantly injured and howling.
A dark blue dress with silver trimmings and light gold trims, and black hair covering the waist, dark and cold eyes are ruthless colors. Invincible and invincible, all the soldiers of Moyue and St. Bikya where he passed were injured and fell down. Seeing all the scars on them, they were countless sharp and thin sword marks!
"Damn you guys, what the are you doing!" An officer of Saint Bixia was furious, carrying a pair of red metal cannon punches towards the coming man: "The people of the magic moon go..."
The man was still jumping in the air, but the sound came to a halt. The person walking slowly in front of him didn't even lift his head, and the officer of Saint Bixia was instantly corpse!
"Ah~! What magic is this guy doing? Everyone avoid it!" The killer gave up the fight because of the appearance of this person, and they all stayed away.
Some magicians were very angry, and they exhibited powerful magic, and the waves of fire and hail would be forced on him. But the magic hasn't been shown yet, and they are greeted by an invisible piercing blade!
Watching the magician beside him spit out a column of blood several meters high, his head was flushed into the air and fell to the ground, and the rest of them all changed in shock: "This...this... what's going on?"
The comrades were still walking in a hurry, and unconsciously had reached the center of the confrontation between the main battle fronts of the two armies. In the battle array, the two sides are arranging the phalanx of the corps, and they are fighting in a variety of formations. Various magic formations are forming assistance and suppression in the army. The person who appeared at this time drew the attention of the generals on both sides. The leader of the Knights of the Silver Guard, Dragon Soul Warrior Muto... The magic knight Atimite, the magic sword guardian Bimon and others were all inexplicably surprised by the arrival of this man.
"Is this man crazy? Didn't he come here to find death?" The people of Moyue were all surprised, but when he saw him walking from the side, they all shouted: "Hey, come back, don't come Go in the middle, dangerous."
But the people of San Vikya were indignant: "Damn fellow, is this a provocation? Follow me to clean up this idiot!" A brigadier general, armed with a sword, took a gang of subordinates and besieged the past.
"True stupid people can't see the gap between their strengths." The lay man stopped, but the whispered words could be heard by everyone from the siege.
"Fart~!" Brigadier General whispered angrily: "Today I want you to understand how ignorant you are. Light chopping and moonlight shocking!" The steel boots stepping on the sand jumped into the air, and the sword in his hand split Gorgeous and huge silver light and white sword light.
The power of Moonlight is always praised, even people who are above the user's strength will not dare to face this trick. However, the black-haired person did not move at all, and the layers of invisible sword intentions accompanied his consciousness in all directions.
"what……"
The screams of dozens of soldiers dissipated in the invisible blade, and the endless swords made the deceased person's chopped corpses in the wind.
Brigadier General Saint Bijaya was still in the air, but his heart was already cold. His moonlight night shattered and shattered in the sword's mind, but he heard the black-haired comer bluntly said: "Sword, you are insulted!"
After the word ‘s’ fell, Brigadier General Saint Bía felt a thousand blades, and then came from the front, and then cut from the back, all invisible blades in all directions.
The eyes of the black-haired comer are closed and calmly calm. These countless sword blades have blinked three thousand in a blink of an eye!
Brigadier General St. Bikya landed on the ground without any movement for a while. At the time of everyone's suspicion, the body of the Brigadier General spewed out countless bloodstains. After a few seconds, the blood died and fell into a pool of blood stained by mud.
Throughout the process, the black-haired person never moved. Everyone was shocked! For these masters, it is not terrible to kill dozens of people in an instant. What is terrible is to kill people of this strength in this way.
"Who is this guy?" Artemit's eyes reflected in his thoughts. He searched all his memories, and he didn't remember there was such a person in the Demon Moon Army.
Atimite didn't remember, and Mo Yuezhong would not be impressed. Charles narrowed his eyes: "This person is worth noting!"
When the black-haired person came, no one could fight, because neither the Holy Party nor the Demon knew him, nor did he know his intention. Before figuring out his intentions, caution is necessary.
However, the Magic Moon did not take the lead in asking questions. This question would be even more interesting to Saint Baccia.
Originally, the two armies confronted each other in a phalanx formation, with shields in front, archers in the back, infantry in the outer mages, and cavalry interspersed. Now this person is coming, and the inexplicable ‘walking’ has made a path. The wounded people are soldiers from both sides of the Sacred Devil, so this has caused the formations on both sides of the Sacred Devil to move away from each other by a certain distance.
The black-haired comer is Augustus Van Savando who was invited by the seventeenth. He stood between the two armies, and a "vacuum" of a force vacuum appeared around him. All the people who entered his range It is the end of injury, and the provocateur is dead! He didn't wait for someone to question, he had already said his intention: "I declare that this battle of Saints and Demons is over!"
His voice was not loud, but everyone in the tens of kilometers was clearly heard. The gentle tone was unquestionable.
"What? The war is over?"
Some people find it ridiculous, some people find it inexplicable, and some even find it ridiculous. On the sky a few kilometers away, a seal knight of the rank of lieutenant general laughed in the air and shouted aloud: "That guy, what are you kidding, do you want to stop the war between the two demons at the end of the war? Really? absurd!"
"Are you questioning?" Savando's eyes slowly looked to the sky on the right.
The lieutenant general is even more ridiculous: "Yes, I..."
Speaking of the third word in one sentence, after the word ‘I’, he could no longer say what he wanted to say. The soldiers around him then sent out a blood hole in the heart of the general, and a line of blood on his forehead slipped down the bridge of his nose.
People fell from the sky, everyone was silent, unable to say a word. No one saw how he was killed, and no one saw when the person came out of the hand. The black-haired person didn’t seem to move, but he didn’t know when he had an extra sword in his hand. .
While everyone was surprised, a Moyue officer suddenly called out: "That's my sword, it's my matching sword." Moyue officer touched the sword sheath hanging on the waist belt, the sword in the sheath Sure enough, it was gone.
The frost madman's heart jumped. Although his man was closest to the black-haired man, it was more than 100 meters away, and he was not far behind the officer. He didn't pay any attention to when the black-haired man pulled his sword. ! Even his men saw that the man was holding his sword, only to find that his sword had been stolen.
Savando took a dark sword and glanced coldly, "It's your pleasure to be used by me. The sword I used is not suitable for use by others." The long sword flicked straight into the heart of the earth .
Officer Moyue exclaimed: "My sword, that's my sword. Ah! My sword, my'black eyes'..."
‘Dark Eyes’, a sword carefully crafted by famous craftsmen, has since disappeared in this world...
Savando faced the south and looked at the army of St. Bikya, but no one actually saw him in his eyes: "Who else is questioning me?"
No one spoke, and even the lieutenant general who was the Seal Knight was killed by his sword. Who would dare to question?
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