The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 196: Precious Words (Part 1)
"Listen to me, Jonah."
The door of the house whirled and flew far away. The 17-year-old boy rushed out with a staff crazily. The bright sunshine of the southern continent dazzled his eyes in the early morning, but Jonah only paused and walked along the pebbles. The paved road rushed out of the small courtyard, "Ugly Face" Liche stood at the door, holding the hilt of the sword and shouting: "Don't do stupid things, boy,,,, pierce, stop him."
A figure appeared at the gate of the yard, "Please stop." Lieutenant Zalinkut stretched out his arms to block the way, and sincerely discouraged him: "You can't go back, Jona, this is Maharaga. The base camp of Vedicism. The astrology you believe in is fundamentally heretical to them. If you don’t get out of this neighborhood, you will be tied to the stake by the teaching soldiers."
"Get out of the way." The astrologer commanded coldly, and the tip of the staff began to shine with a dangerous orange glow,
"Please, please calm down..." Lieutenant Zarin Cooper, who looked exactly the same, appeared behind him, raised his hands and walked over, and more blurred men began to form a circle with the same false face on their faces. Smile,
"Calm down." Jonah forced a sour sneer from the corner of his mouth: "You throw my partner on the dangerous battlefield, and let him face the mighty army and the demigod general alone. This is what the ghost does with his left hand. The way? For you, the ideal state may be that I restrain myself and sit in the box obediently when you can move the goods at will, right? This is the consciousness of the ghost protector, right? You can sacrifice your life at any time , So I don’t care about the lives of my friends, right?...See you being calm as a big-headed ghost."
The young man’s anger turned into a tyrannical flame of the power of the stars. The "Spiral Trident" shot out from the top of the imprint of the gods, Sila Fauna, cutting the air and soil like a huge blade, and the sun was ignited by high heat. Now, the condensed starry sky energy eclipsed the bright red sun Iykotel, and the kindness in Jona’s bones made him unconsciously slow down the movement speed of the attack focus, giving Zha a chance to withdraw the energy of the clone, and the figures one by one A limp on the ground, turning into a black line flowing away quickly, the attacking star array turned the earth into a sea of fire after an instant, and the ash of flowers and trees evaporating in the smoke,
"Ugly Face" Liche appeared on the attack path of the spiral trident, the ugly steel mask was illuminated by the stars, the gust of wind blew white hair, the swordsman's hand "swish" shot out two dim light, and the fight was fine The sword's bizarrely fast stabs accurately hit the energy node of the spiral trident twice, "boom boom boom." The spiral ray twisted by the three strands of energy was actually dismantled like hemp rope and turned into three random twists. The orange-red fire dragon, the astrologer felt that the staff in his hand trembled suddenly, the attacking star formation in the ruby burst "ping", and there were countless deep and cracked scars on the hard gems, and the uncontrollable rays twisted and swept past. The ground, walls and walls, the eaves of the room were cut down and collapsed, and collapsed into shattered tiles on the charred ground.
The ruby was shattered by the explosion of the star array, and dots of red powder fell like rain. Jonah's body spit out a mouthful of blood, and at the same time activated the auxiliary circle on the belt of Edinmont, "Go fast." Floating." The magical power carved by the gods held up the body of the 17-year-old boy. Through the dust and smoke, the young astrologer turned into a stream of light and shot out like a arrow, rushing to the gate of the courtyard in memory,
The shadows are brilliant, a slender figure appeared in front, "defense." Jonah opened the third magic circle on his belt, and in the next instant he slammed into an invisible wall, "Boom." High speed The violent impact brought by the advance made him unable to breathe for a while, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth again, but the solid defensive array smashed the defensive wall of the invisible brick frontally, and the astrologer continued to accelerate forward through the crackling invisible broken bricks. Scratchingly past the star picker, the bandaged star picker stretched out his white right hand, his lips moved, and nothing could be said,
"Venerable Gaowuzhe, what should we do." The Great Swordsman stood on a broken wall, swinging his sword to disperse the last scattered starlight,
"We are just protectors. We should obey the will of the chosen. Have you forgotten the creed of the ghost's left hand, old friend." As it dimmed, it turned into embers in the black smoke,
"But his choice was wrong.... He is seeking his own way. I won't follow a wrong decision." The tip of the ugly face sharpie's fighting rapier trembled slightly, showing this amazing calmness. The great swordsman is experiencing a fierce struggle in his heart,
"No, old friend, you really forgot. When we first met, didn't you regret a wrong decision? Now that you think about it, how do you think about your choice?" Gao Venerable Wuzhe raised his muddy eyes and looked at the stiff middle-aged man next to him.
The back of the big swordsman’s fist rises with blue veins, and the trembling sword tip leaves a dazzling afterimage in the air. Suddenly he sighs, relaxes his muscles, and his always straight back slightly squats down, looking like It seemed to be ten years old in an instant, "I...I'm tired of this kind of occasion. If I can, I really want to find a quiet tea room and drink a cup of sweet and cold moongrass tea." He suddenly said without a head. Unconscious sigh,
Venerable Gao Wuzhe’s thin mouth showed a wistful smile,
Jonah didn’t stop, he swished out of the hospital door like a flying arrow. The dust and smoke were thrown behind him, and his eyes became clear. He found that there was an empty square in front of him, and the ground was striped. The blue stone was paved, and there was a faint outline of blue houses and cornices on the opposite side of the empty field. Lifting his head, the astrologer took a few seconds to determine the direction and then rushed to the west. He didn’t know what he was in the city of Mahuraka. Location, but understand that Asai, who was abandoned by the ghost protectors behind him, is waiting for his partner in the remote Vedic wasteland,
"Stop." There was a loud voice like a stone, the tall black man blocked the way, the red-haired Zuta stretched out his right hand and made a resolute stop gesture like iron,
"Get out of the way, Zuta, or I'm going to shoot." Jonah shouted sharply, and the starstrings in the dark were quietly moved. Although the ruby on the staff had been broken, he still had other means of attack. Now it is the high-level attack star array "streamer" engraved in diamonds that is infused with energy. Except for the small test in the arena selected by the Royal Warriors of Bactria, this is the second time he has launched this amazingly powerful force. The scale of the star array, even the astrologer himself is not sure what level of attack he can issue,
"You must stop, and I won't let go." Yingjialan's strong body is like a majestic statue of an Arhat under the sun, and the cold blue flame slowly overflows his body surface, and the ancient Sanskrit vibrates the air. Zuta’s right hand began to emit an unknown cold light,
Jona gritted his teeth. At this moment, he never wanted to stop, and there was no way to stop. A few minutes ago, "Ugly Face" Liche told him the news of Asai’s disappearance. "Being surrounded by Vedic soldiers Before, the braided swordsman knocked down a Tan Napo and launched an attack on the demigod General Wayu in exchange for time for us to escape. The battle should be over before it started. We retreated safely, braided sword. Shi is a very reliable friend and a real strong man. I hope he can retreat from the blocking battle."
"You didn't stay to help him, why, why." The 17-year-old felt the blood all over his head rushing towards his head,
"We are the protectors of ghosts. The highest purpose of all actions is the safety of the blood of the betrayer. You are the most precious thing, Jonah, everything else can be sacrificed. You must understand this. , You are very important to this world." The Great Swordsman said in a deep voice,
"Asai, he..." Jonah's heartbeat was so fierce that the sound of his heartbeat in his ears became louder and louder, almost overwhelming the voice of the man opposite, "He knocked me out, just to Do you be a hero by yourself..."
"Look at your arms. It is the entrustment of the braided swordsman." The great swordsman pointed to Jona's tights, and the astrologer tremblingly put his fingers into the inner pocket, except for a few thin pages. In addition to the remaining pages of the nameless book, there is a cold, smooth metal object in the pocket, "This, this is..." Appearing in the palm of the hand is an old rusty pocket watch. The pointer has stopped moving and is damaged. The steam valve is rubbed smooth and smooth, as if it still carries the body temperature of an Oriental,
"If we have to, we will make sacrifices like him without hesitation. This is our creed, Jonah." The ugly face came over sharply, reaching out to touch the boy’s shoulder, through the small mask on the face. The little crystal window saw the astrologer’s eyes full of tears and burning with anger.
"You don't understand the word'partner' at all, Liche." Jonah slowly stood up, put on a blue robe, put on calfskin boots, carefully arranged the deerskin bag, and held his beloved. With the staff, he stretched out his hand to pinch the hood, "I'm going to find him, Liche, accompany me."
"What are you kidding about, you must stay here." The Great Swordsman said irritably, obviously feeling naive and ridiculous about this infrequent behavior,
"Then, goodbye." The third-level astrologer buttoned his hood and covered his decisive eyes. The "scorching rays" shot out without warning, blasted the wooden door of the room, and Jonah leaped forward. The free world outside,
The obstruction of the ghost warriors was expected. If these protectors can do anything to protect his life; then the word "partner" is Jona’s last bottom line, and the bright smiles of the Orientals In a flash, Jonah will not take a step back for this extremely precious word, but will only strive forward,
"Sorry, Zuta."
One, two, three, four, five, five tiny but surprisingly bright spots of light fly away from the staff, illuminating the entire square is a beautiful and powerful "streaming light",