Dust of History Chapter 21: Fish in troubled waters (2)

This robe was given to him by Sandro. It was dirty and smelly. It was originally thrown there to cover the corpse, but he was actually asked to use half a year's work to mortgage it.

Asa thought that Sandro was just talking nonsense, and he didn't take it seriously at all. But he never cared about what he was wearing, as long as it wasn't cold, it was fine. Although it was so dirty that he couldn't tell what color it was, he kept wearing that long robe and never took it off.

Fortunately, he didn't change it. Now that he knew that this robe was only used as a coolie for half a year, he really made a lot of money.

When he sent a fireball to the vines around his waist just now, he was already preparing for injury. But the fireball exploded, but the clothes were not damaged at all. He immediately knew why he was unscathed when he suffered the magic outside the forest.

When the giant dragon spat out the green flame, he had already tucked his hands and feet into the robe as much as possible and curled up into a ball. It was also the same as when he was outside the forest, feeling the destructive magic power raging around him, but he was unharmed, just fell from the tall shoulders of the tree man, and was buried by the raised ashes.

Hearing the ugly laughter of the man in red, he raised his head slightly from the ashes, and saw the man in red walking towards the spring. He could see that the three leaves in the spring were what he had been looking for.

Jump out suddenly to grab the leaves and run away? Absolutely not, before he ran out of this empty scorched earth, the ball of light would explode on his back. The only way now is to preemptive strikes.

The red-robed man has already killed all the treants and elves that got in the way. Now as long as he rushes out and kills the red-robed man, the fish in this muddy pond will finally be his own. He could also see that the magic just now consumed the red-robed man a lot, and now was the best chance to deal with the red-robed man.

The knife fell on the grass outside the forest. Asa saw the horn of a unicorn on the ground. The green fire just turned all the bones of the unicorn into ashes, but the horn did not suffer the slightest damage. So he jumped out of the ashes, grabbed the horn and rushed towards the man in red.

When the red-robed man saw Asa jumping out of the ashes vigorously, he was even more shocked than when the cavalrymen saw the corpse standing up just now. But his eyes immediately fell on the robe on Asa's body, and he immediately understood what was going on.

So he yelled, "Wait a minute...."

Asa would never dare to wait. This robe can resist the flames of magic, and maybe even resist other magic, but this is still a very soft robe after all, it is impossible to be invulnerable. He just saw how the ball of light emitted by the red-robed man blew up the huge trees. It didn't even need to hit him directly, as long as it exploded nearby, it was enough to shake him to pieces. He couldn't wait for the man in red to accumulate mana for a while.

The man in the red robe didn't move quickly, but he barely escaped Asa's first attack, but the sharp horn from the mouth to the jaw was scratched, and the skin around the mouth fell off, but There was no bleeding, only the gray teeth and bones inside and some dry muscles attached to it like withered grass.

Asa was a little panicked, he didn't penetrate the opponent's head the first time, as long as the man in the red robe still has magic power, the time now is enough for him to gather it together. Asa rushed towards the red-robed man with all his strength in an attitude that it was either you or me.

"Listen to me..." The man in the red robe stepped back. Even though the teeth under that face didn't move when he spoke, the voice came straight from his throat. He was very flustered, the golden light in the spring water over there was getting stronger and stronger, and the elf girl standing still in it was like a work of art made of gold. If you don't go, you won't be able to make it in time, the red-robed man forced his voice out of his throat: "I am...."

The sound stopped just halfway through, and the unicorn horn pierced his chest and pierced his back, freezing all his movements and words there.

But Asa had an unbelievably weird look on his face.

The horn of the unicorn did penetrate the body of the man in red. It should be pierced through his pectoral muscles from between his fourth and fifth ribs, obliquely through the left lung, through the heart, rubbing the right lung and then out through the back muscles. This is definitely a deadly spot. But he didn't feel any feeling that he should feel from his hand, and he didn't feel the sense of fullness after piercing the penis, breaking the flesh and penetrating the tissues, as if he just pierced into a cage, empty and unfocused , I just felt as if I touched some branches and dry grass and even slipped over a glass vessel.

Then Asa immediately felt the withered hand of the red-robed man lightly touching his belly, and he could see the radiance without lowering his head.

With a loud noise, Asa flew into the sky together with countless scorched earth, and the man in red also bounced back and flew out. The place where they were standing was blown out of a large hole by the blast air.

Blood spurted out from his mouth and nose, as if he was already tired of this body, he rushed out impatiently, leaving a mark on the ground along his flight path. Asa could feel that there were a lot of things mixed in the rushing blood, it was probably his liver, spleen, intestines and so on.

Even after being directly hit by such a large critical blow, the robe that Sandro gave him was still not damaged in the slightest. It's just that he himself can feel that the contents of the abdominal cavity are almost the same as a pot of boiled offal, and even the muscles of the abdomen have been shattered and mixed with the scattered internal organs.

Asa felt neither pain nor fear, he only felt death.

Drawing a powerless arc in the air, with blood spray falling all the way, it just fell into the spring water where the girl was, stirring up spray all over the sky. One of the three floating leaves splashed out of the spring with the water.

The solar eclipse is completely over, and the sun begins to shine unobstructed again. The golden light in the spring water has also begun to become too dazzling, as if there is a sun in the water. The elf girl who had been standing still like a sculpture suddenly opened her eyes, looking at Asa who fell at her feet in panic.

The man in red got up from the ground, and he saw the leaf on the ground. On the scorched black scorched earth, the leaves are green enough to make all living beings admire them. The man in red picked up the leaf with his withered fingers, which were already shaking.

He looked up, the golden light in the spring water was still so bright, but the original harmonious scene was gone. Asa's upper body was completely soaked in the spring water, and his feet were raised on the rocks by the spring in a somewhat funny shape, as if he was a person taking a leisurely bath. The girl next to her was panicking and struggling to push Asa out of the spring.

A group of elves and treants appeared on the edge of the scorched earth, and they were rushing here~IndoMTL.com~ The red-robed man quickly turned his head and fled towards the way he came.

Holding the leaf in his hand, he stumbled in a very embarrassed posture, but his laughter was extremely triumphant, like a wolf that finally ate up a hundred sheep guarded by a shepherd dog Just as proud.

Even water can't block the ugly voice of the man in red. Asa, who was soaked in the water, listened, and felt that he had never failed like this in his life, but it seemed that this was his last time. The fish was not touched, but he was touched to death by others.

I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die...

The consciousness that once gave him fighting spirit and strength in adversity is now as powerless as the ravings of a dying patient. No matter how much he longed, he still felt that life was leaving him little by little.

It seems that someone is pushing yourself hard, but there is no time to pay attention to it. There was a golden light in his eyes, and the spring water poured in from his mouth and nose, as if the light in the water was rushing into his body. In this golden envelopment and fusion, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he felt as if he had melted into this dazzling light.

Dead in the sun.......? This is his last consciousness.