Vol 3 Chapter 297: Miserable survivor

A magician is a somewhat sinister profession. As long as you have enough strength, it is normal to live for three or five hundred years.
At the same time, this is also an elegant group for a lifetime. Well, the premise is not to study dark magic such as undead. It can be said that no maintenance is needed, and the previous decades were the appearance of energetic young people. In the middle century, it turned into a mature man. In the later days, people will be shown in the image of knowledgeable Baihu old man.
Strength, status, appearance, long life ... everything! That's about the winner in life. But this is really envious, because magic talent is really a gift. Even those families with magician blood on their ancestors are just a little more likely than ordinary people.
Of course, no matter how elegant and noble the magician is, when he shed his hair, his whole body was blurred, and his two lower legs were cut off. That leaves only embarrassment and can't bear to look straight.
That's right, this young man dying on the board of ruins is Samp.
In addition to being able to cut off space, the seal stone itself is also very hard. Of course, this hardness is also relative, depending on what kind of blow is encountered. Needless to say, with the strength of Tang En and Samp, there is no problem in breaking it. This is also the reason why Tang En started the attack and Samp said that he wanted to trap him.
Later, when the flurry dancing blade and the red whirlwind collided directly, the seal stone could no longer hold up. And if he's in a vast place, Samp will have an overwhelming advantage as before. Tang En naturally couldn't let this happen, so before the room broke, decisively detonated the red whirlwind ...
Keen insight, decisive decisiveness ... Honestly, this is really what a lunatic can do. In such a narrow space, every place is packed with the blade of space and the scarlet blade. Regardless of which detonation is triggered, the triggering effect will be chain-like, and the people in it will have no way to avoid it, because no matter how flashing it is. Encountered are dense attacks.
Like Samp, being beaten to a halt and approaching dying status is already the result of God's blessing.
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Dead ... Samp did not turn around to look around, of course, there was not much difference between seeing and not seeing. Because a bone scar on the forehead stiffly connected the eyebrows on both sides and hurt the eyes. Under the blood. Although he has not completely lost his vision, he has mostly seen blurred scenes. This is already lucky, because if the scar is moved inward, the entire skull will be lifted off.
Closing his eyes sensed the spatial fluctuations, and Samp exhaled stale gas slowly. Huh ... it should be dead!
Without moving, Samp sat up and crossed his knees hard, glanced over his knees and his broken legs, his face expressionless and sorrowful, a kind of inexplicable complexity. This posture is not meditation, and he does not have that state of mind now.
After the initial shock, he now has the joy of revenge in his heart. There is also the good luck of the rest of the life after the disaster. Well, there is a touch of accomplishment ...
In fact, Samp had a chance to break out of the house after holding up the magic shield, but he did not do so in the end, but chose to use magic to make a life and death with Tang En. The reasons for this are complex, but the decisive one is the one-on-one obsession. Did n’t have the courage to confess to Yunis before, do you still have to avoid the chance of revenge? no way! He was going to prove himself to dead Unice, now. He succeeded!
"I've done everything I need to do ... you should be able to rest. And I'm at ease ..."
Samp lifted his head, and in the blurred vision was a blue sky, and the murmured words drifted away ...
For a moment, he raised his hand and wiped the blood that had re-entered the eye sockets, and flung it at will. Samp did not care too much about his injuries. Knowing that you can't die, that's fine. Now he just had to wait for Oliver to get over it and come back to pick him up.
"Well?" With a shock, Samp's eyes just opened again. Vaguely, a dark matter standing upright on the ruins a few meters away from the side attracted his attention. Although I can't see clearly, I already have the answer in my heart.
Lips slightly tilted, "Oh, you came out ..."
It was Unice's dagger, which had been picked up by Tang En during the battle and nailed to the wall, but now she wanted to fall outside with the explosion.
Without hesitation, Samp leaned on his side and lay on the wooden plank again, and then slowly crawled there by the strength of his hands.
Samp is now seriously injured, but it does not mean that he has no ability to attack. If there are a few guys who don't open their eyes to pick up the cheap, they will be properly neglected by the blade of space. Of course, advanced magic like flying cannot be performed.
This action was naturally slow, coupled with the injuries on his body. After crawling for a dozen meters, Sangpu dragged a long bloodstain behind him, paused briefly, and stretched his arm again ... slumped, his arm was in the air, Sangpu was horrified Look up and look at the ruins ahead.
Uh ...
A very fine sound, like a rat chewing something, and an underground creature sneaking underneath. But in a few seconds, the sound became clearer ...
boom!
About a hundred meters in front of Samp, the ruins of the previous fighting place exploded, and the mound of shredded wood was pushed aside. Then one palm extended from the inside, lying on the broken rock on the side, and then the other arm holding the pothole dagger was also stretched out, flexing his arm hard, a black-grey blood stained back probed from the inside Out. Just look at it and laugh up,
"Wow ha ha! Hu Husan three is back ... I rub!"
Uh ... bang!
With a scream, the broken stone above the ruins was split instantly. Right next to it, the figure that had just been detected disappeared immediately, as if it had fallen again.
"Shit!" Slightly groaned, and Samp kept his right hand in a chopped posture, his face turning blue.
Only two people were fighting here, and with that familiar and harsh tone, Samp confirmed instantly that it was Tang En. Just now, he wanted to take advantage of the opponent's back and hit the blade of space to directly kill the opponent. However, his vision was vague, and finally he shot crooked and missed a good opportunity.
"Nima ..." The image of the body that fell again at the bottom of the pothole turned over like an electric shock, grinning for a while, and then couldn't help screaming.
That's right, Tang En. After detonating the red whirlwind, he suddenly burst into blood all over his body and slammed into the ground of the house ... without a magic shield and no movement, his only option was to get into the ground.
This strategy is good. Of course, no matter how fast his body moves, there is no quick attack, so he is also seriously injured. Especially on the back, an oblique scar was pulled from the right shoulder to the left rib, with deep bones and flesh eversion ... This attack on Tang En was acknowledged. It is normal to be dripped into the rain, and it is possible to snicker without hurting the point.
However, although it is acknowledged, it does not mean that Tang En is not depressed. This is not a problem of insufficiency, but the scar on his back, even his mother was chopped by his scarlet blade ... This is not even when you endure the pain in your body and the danger that you may faint at any time, Qian Xin After digging through the potholes and rushing out, Nima was attacked and sent to the bottom ...
"Snoring ... snoring ..."
After breathing for about ten seconds, he finally dispersed the dark clouds in front of him. Tang En immediately erected a to the blue sky outside the pothole.
To be honest, after experiencing this kind of incident, Tang En began to believe in such things as gods, and was afraid to offend. But this does not include the gods of other worlds. How to say, I do not know if it is because there is no "local account". In another world. It seemed that no was willing to cover him at all. That luck is really as bad as it is bad ...
After voicing, Tang En didn't dare to delay, bit his dagger in his mouth, and crawled upward. Although he didn't see the attacker just now, but he was familiar with that attack. It was clearly the blade of space, which means that Samp was not dead. If you don't get out quickly and get stuck here, then you are really catching up.
Fortunately, the pothole had been dug, and it was not nearly choked to death before. Ten seconds later, Tang En poked his head on the edge of the pothole. At a glance, I saw a young man sitting cross-legged a hundred meters away.
Tang En has not seen Samp's true face, but according to the current situation, even a stupid person can guess that this young man is Samp. I looked around and focused on my bare knees ... Changshu breathed a sigh of relief, Tang En's mouth couldn't help but a little warped, no wonder ... Hehe, the results are good!
As soon as the edge of the pothole was lifted, Tang En leapt to the ruins, took two steps, and then stabilized his body.
嗤, 嗤, 嗤 ...
As soon as Sambo moved his hands and waved his hands, the blade of invisible space struck instantly.
Bang, bang, bang ...
The rubble pile was hit again, and debris was constantly flying. Tang En had anticipated the attack without hesitation. He rolled sideways for a few times, hiding under the half-cut wall next to the pile of rubble.
When he got here, Tang En took a quick breath and sighed his pain. Then he frowned in surprise and frowned, and the probe shouted outside, "Are you blind?"
Well, this is really not a gloat or a curse. Well, at least not all of them. There is also Tang En's doubts about many attacks and crooks when he just evaded.
After an attack, Samp's voice came: "Are you injured?"
"Hehe, it's not as heavy as you ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The big magician with broken legs ... Oh, yes, you can still fly, no legs at all!"
"Well ... but killing you is enough ... dead!"
boom……
In the loud noise, half of the wall was instantly penetrated by strong air currents and crushed into slag.
Being invisible does not mean that you can't hear the sound and identify the position. For bounty hunters with extremely rich combat experience, this is really a trivial means.
"Oh, it's really treacherous ... Well, blindness won't hit me too, right? Would you like to let me be vigilant and approach, and then hit a blow?" Similarly, Tang En knows this little way, naturally Will easily hit.
Samp didn't have any frustrated expressions, but he didn't continue to attack, and said lightly, "Try to see if you don't know?"
"Okay."
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