Lord of the Oasis Chapter 199: .Remains from ancient times

Kant bowed his head, as if showing humility in front of the beautiful girl in front of him.

But his hand is lightly gripping the hilt.

The golden light on the top of the head is shining, the power belonging to the sun is flowing slowly, and the girl wearing the intricate and gorgeous clothes woven with gold threads slowly falls in front of Kant.

It's like a **** in the sky.

The delicate red lips opened and closed, and the language was extremely indifferent: "Slave, hurry up and answer my question."

"The times are now."

Kant chuckled lightly, a sneer at the corners of his mouth.

Slightly raised her head and looked at the beautiful girl with her thighs suspended in front of her eyes, her eyes were fierce and fierce, she clenched the hilt in her hand, and the sharp knight's sword in the sheath instantly swung out: "It's a cruel era!"

A radiant light flashed.

The blade instantly shreds the cumbersome clothes on this gorgeous girl.

Bright red blood splattered instantly.

This beautiful girl who had just walked out of the golden coffin and still didn't understand what happened, had a stunned look on her delicate and tender face, and looked at Kant with disbelief in her eyes.

But Kant looked straight into her eyes.

The knight's body brings plenty of melee combat experience, as well as crisp and decisive action.

Stabs straight with the knight's sword in hand.

The blade of the sword directly penetrated the chest of this beautiful girl, and as the blood began to turn red, the luxurious clothes woven with gold threads, the golden light that was still floating around, also seemed to be out of control and moved towards the surrounding in an instant, turning into As the pieces shattered apart, an angry cry was also issued.

"No...you...damn...despicable..."

The beautiful girl finally remembered to retreat, and the severe pain also made her eyes show extreme panic.

The floating figure flew back, but the knight sword that had penetrated her chest and heart penetrated deeply into her body, and pulled out as she retreated, causing massive bleeding in her internal organs. The strength of her body was dissipated with the blood, and she fell heavily under the giant stone sword.

"Kill!" James and Manid's voices sounded almost simultaneously.

But the soldiers behind him did not move.

Because Kant's voice sounded immediately: "All stop." After a pause, he took a slow breath and said solemnly: "I will do this myself."

System absorption is entirely dependent on him.

Walking slowly with the knight's sword.

The refined cowhide boots stepped on the slate, and there were slight footsteps.

Kant looked blankly at the beautiful girl who was covering her chest and coughing blood. The bright red blood stained her complicated and luxurious dress. The appearance of confidence increases the pitiful beauty of being rubbed, making people feel pity in their hearts.

Stained with blood, her fingers like white onion pointed at Kant. She coughed up the blood and still couldn't suppress the anger in her heart: "You... humble... servant... You dare to kill the descendants of the gods..."

"Self-child of the gods?"

Kant walked over, his face still calm.

The eyes are facing each other.

His eyes were facing those golden eyes that seemed to be made of gold, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile, and he slowly squatted down, looking at this young girl who was breathing rapidly, and blood was gushing from her nostrils and mouth. He said indifferently: "Heir of the Sun God? It's too weak, really too weak."

"You... despicable..."

As if Kant's words made this beautiful girl angry, her eyes twinkled with golden light.

And the white onion-like palm instantly appeared some kind of mysterious decoration, mixed with the surrounding blood and the golden light, and burst out some kind of fiery temperature.

"Whoosh"

The mournful whistling sound of arrows shattered the void in an instant, passing by Kant's ears, and a few strands of hair swayed.

"Ah uh..." But the beautiful girl let out a weak howl, and the white and tender palm was instantly pierced by a conical arrow, nailed to the sword of the giant long sword behind her. , the blood flowed uncontrollably, and the fiery temperature and golden light that had gathered in the palm of the hand were directly shattered by this conical arrow.

The temperature fades, and the golden light dissipates.

Kant turned his head slightly and glanced at the ranger behind him who was closing his bow. He seemed to reprimanded: "You are not very gentlemanly, yet you treat a lady like this."

At the same time, he turned his head to look at the beautiful girl whose face was distorted by pain, destroying the white and tender beauty on her face, and apologized: "I hope you don't take offense, they are all rude soldiers, and I have never seen them before. Such mysterious...supernatural power, uh, or magic? I don't know either, if possible, could you explain it?"

"You..." This beautiful girl's palm was nailed to the stone wall-like sword. The severe pain and the weak feeling from her heart made her extremely desperate.

Looking at Kant's calm eyes, a fear from the depths of her soul climbed into her heart.

Kant chuckled: "Don't you want to?"

He stretched out his hand and slowly stroked the cheek of this beautiful girl, feeling the intoxicating and expected tenderness, and said lightly, "To be honest, I feel sorry for you from thousands of years ago. The Age of Mythology, I am shocked that it has survived until now. After all, the lost city, uh, it should be the golden holy city in ancient books, has long since disappeared in the yellow sand of the Nalen Desert, and the civilization has disappeared, only a few relics. Still, and...you, mysterious lady."

He wants to know more.

This mysterious, beautiful girl who woke up in a coffin may be able to bring him some unknown information.

Thousands of years, tens of thousands of years ago in the age of mythology.

It's too far away from now, and this woman came from that era.

This surprised and curious Kant.

"Thousands of years...the age of myth..." But when she heard Kant's words, the eyes of this beautiful girl suddenly widened, and a slight vibrato appeared in her tone: "No...impossible, Father God clearly let me Waking up after ten years of sleep..."

She seems to be thinking of something.

Suddenly looked at Kant, breathing quickly, golden eyes with a fierce look: "I remembered, some of you slaves rebelled, colluded with the abyss demon, and attacked our golden holy city, yes, it's you , because your betrayal of God the Father will perish, otherwise, with the mighty power of God the Father to control the sun, those demons from the abyss will never be able to bear it, it is your betrayal that caused all this to happen!"

This beautiful girl seems to understand everything, with gloating in her eyes: "You...you don't have extraordinary power, the extraordinary power in this world is declining, no wonder I can't use the power given by the Father, and I can't feel the same. The power contained in this world turns out to be like this. After the fall of the gods, the rules of this world also began to change. You have miscalculated, you damned servants have miscalculated, you have not won the greatest victory, you have also fallen into the lowest Gu, if the power of the Father is reawakened, you will never be able to bear our wrath! You traitors!"

"No, I am not a traitor."

Kant opened his mouth with a smile, his face was calm, and he did not express anything at all about the words of this beautiful girl.

Instead, he leaned on his knight's sword, the blood on it had not been wiped off, looked at those golden eyes, and said lightly: "Power? I don't understand, but I know that I can easily kill you now, I I think you'd better choose to cooperate, or I promise, you will die miserably."

"The Son of God the Father never surrenders!"

There is anger on the face of the beautiful girl, and unforgettable hatred in her eyes: "You lowly and humble servants will eventually become our servants again, become our... er... um... ah..."

She's not finished.

Even the anger and hatred on his face didn't go away.

The knight sword in Kant's hand was inserted into her body again, not the pierced chest, but directly at the throat, piercing the throat of this beautiful girl heavily, cutting the trachea and connecting the neck His muscles and spine were directly inserted into the stone wall of the sword body behind him.

"That's a lot of nonsense." Kant stood up and drew his knight's sword again.

The head of the beautiful girl fell directly to the plump and upturned chest along with the fractured spine.

Only two sides of the skin and a small amount of muscle are involved.

This didn't turn the girl into a headless corpse, but no matter how you look at it, this corpse is quite miserable. Kant's two attacks were completely fatal and critical attacks, the kind that left no survivors at all!

"Poor, this is a coveted beauty."

Manid came over and handed Kant a linen handkerchief: "But he chose to rebel against you, Lord Kant."

Kant's face is blank.

Wipe the blade with a linen handkerchief, and said lightly: "It's enough to have you." He turned his head to look at the troops who were walking behind him, and said solemnly: "Women are just useless vases, they can be used at any time. Buy a lot~IndoMTL.com~ That means you haven't met true love." James shook his head and looked at the body of this beautiful woman with regret: "But Lord, it's time for you to have a girlfriend, if you can, I will I can introduce you to a few ladies in Calradia, but those greedy ladies are not worthy of your status..."

"This is not the time." Kant glanced at the middle-aged man and commanded: "Lead the troops to inspect the battlefield, I think you can do it well."

"Yes, Lord Kant."

James nodded, realizing that he seemed to be a little too much.

But Kant doesn't care.

This James is like this. If it is in the game, according to the character of this good man, it is estimated that if he kills this unarmed woman, it is an act against his philosophy, and he will directly protest.

It's a matter of character to make a few complaints now.

But what Kant cares about is the absorption method given by the system after the woman dies.

[Ding...system prompt]

【Please place your hand on her forehead line. ]

Kant complied.

Squatting down again, I carelessly propped up the head with the fractured spine and neck with both hands, looking at the squinted eyes and the slightly hideous beautiful face, the thumb pressed against her forehead as if The holy pattern of the sun that spreads its wings.

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