Dust of History Chapter 58: Hunted (middle)

Why should I run away? After running chaotically for an unknown amount of time, Asa suddenly asked himself a question.

This question was like a thunder that tore through the night above his head, bringing light and sobriety to the originally chaotic consciousness, and he realized that his thinking had returned unconsciously. Although in terms of feeling, it is still the kind of confusion like being hit on the back of the head with a big mallet after drinking ten catties of strong fruit wine, but this is just confusion, which is completely different from the completely thoughtless chaos just now.

The magic power and fighting spirit are indeed gradually recovering, but this sudden sobriety has nothing to do with it. Asa could feel that the chaotic, crowded and expanding chaotic power in his brain seemed to be slowly weakening, gradually dissipating into the originally blocked brain veins around him. Gradually his mind began to empty space for thought.

With that little thought, he himself started to realize it immediately. Running away was just an instinctive reaction left in his mind, but it wasn't necessarily the best, or even the worst possible way. In such a dark city, running alone in the deserted streets in the pouring rain with almost nothing to see, this seems to be the easiest to spot.

The sound of the rain was so loud that it seemed to fill the sky and the earth, but Asa immediately recognized the sound of unusually fast footsteps coming here. It was precisely because of the support of meditation that he didn't really go crazy, and now as soon as his own thinking recovered, the senses that were extremely keen due to meditation immediately felt abnormal. A heavy swift. With the clang of metal hitting the road, it gradually approached through the grand sound of rain.

I feel it, but his mind is still fuzzy, although it is much better than it was at the beginning. But that's just changing from a solidified paste to a pile of flowable paste. Although the mana and fighting spirit recovered a bit, that was really only a small amount. Needless to say, the Templar Knights, even a trainee temple had more fighting power than him.

The footsteps of the female knight have reached a corner not far behind her. Maybe it only takes a turn, and the glorious battle armor emitting white light can appear in sight.

Talis was running, and the rain was so heavy that she had to cover her eyes with one hand while running.

She didn't encounter other church guards and pastors who were searching along the way. Wangcheng is really big, and the weather is so bad that even if she shouted loudly, it would be difficult for her to be heard a hundred meters away. After a few miles away, she rushed over after a glimpse, and she didn't dare to spend any more time looking for her companions and chased after her. The others should still be hunting one by one in the wind and rain, but she was the only one who chased the farthest alone. A senior priest blessed her with eagle eye and dark vision, and there are more advanced owl insights. If there is a large group of people, it will hinder her perception. According to what you saw on the top of the church just now. The man's footsteps staggered and ran upside down. It seems that he has suffered a serious injury, and now this is an excellent opportunity.

Just after turning the street corner, Talis's footsteps suddenly slowed down.

This is an alley between several tall buildings that are common in the royal city. It is now dark and lifeless, only the dull and monotonous but loud sound of wind and rain hitting the ground, walls and roof.

The reason Talis came down slowly was that she seemed to hear a voice. A slight sound that was almost inaudible in the sound of the huge wind and rain.

It's not the sound of footsteps. The street is a well-built curved stone road. There is no water accumulation in such a heavy wind and rain, but the knocking sound of countless raindrops falling on it. As long as it is not her kind of steel knight boots, it will not be too much. Obvious sound, so what Talis heard was not the sound of footsteps, but the sound of rain.

There is rain hitting the slate floor and the sound of the roof all around, but there is a place in the darkness not far from the side that should be in the rain, but there is no sound of rain hitting the ground, and this The regiment was still moving swiftly and incoherently towards her.

It can't be any animal, any animal in the royal city will not move in such a rainy night, and even if it is an animal, the light of the shining armor in the dark will make them avoid it. This is undoubtedly the person hiding in the dark, and it seems to be the person who wants to attack her.

"Looking for death." Talis yelled angrily, turned around, and the sword in her hand pierced through the rain with a sharp glow mixed with white magic and fighting spirit. Before the sword arrived, the momentum and pressure on the sword pushed away the wind and rain in front of it.

When. The person approaching from behind took the sword, took a step back, and whispered: "Wait, stop."

"Who are you?" Talis asked loudly. Although she still couldn't see what this person looked like, she could tell that this person was not what she was looking for. Not only is there a difference in body shape and clothing, but also a sword is blocking her sword, and from the feel of the two swords striking each other, she can feel that this is also a master of sword use.

"It's me." The man replied in a low voice, the faint grudge on his body lit up, reflecting a sallow face.

"It's you? What are you doing here?" Talis recognized him as General Orin of the Knights of the Kingdom of Erathia.

"Of course I heard the bells in the cathedral and came to help." General Ou Ling coughed a few times, and was drenched in the rain, his already sickly face looked haggard and miserable. Even the vindictiveness on his body is a sickly yellow color that is the same as his face.

"Just you? What are you doing sneaking around?" Talis asked sharply.

General Ou Ling replied lightly: "Under such circumstances, when searching for a killer who is good at hiding his tracks, it is best to hide yourself first. Otherwise, like Lord Talis, the whole body is shining with the light of holy white magic. It can drive away the darkness and filth and evil. Maybe it will also scare away the person who wants to be arrested."

"Hmph. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you." Taliss turned her head and was about to walk away when she suddenly remembered and turned to look at General Ou Ling and asked. "How do you know I'm chasing a killer? I should be the one who chased the farthest. You probably haven't met any other people who are hunting."

"For the first time in decades, the bell of St. Peter's Basilica struck midnight. Of course, it was a big deal. And in the past two days, three important military officials were assassinated. Although I don't want to imagine it like this, it seems that It's only the assassin who made trouble... May I ask if it is?"

Talis snorted. Take it as an answer.

"Could it be that the Bishop Eschael was really killed? How could this be..." General Ou Ling was surprised and saddened, but it was probably because of his sick and weak face, so this expression It seems a bit weird, but it seems to be made on purpose. "With the temple knights from Megatron Continent and so many elite guards, Bishop Eschael's light magic is even more superb. How could this be..."

"Stop talking nonsense, you can either help find it, or go back." Talis snarled at General Ou Ling, turned around and was about to leave.

"Please wait...Master Talis..." General Ou Ling stopped Talis. But it seems that because of this impulsive speech, rainwater got into his mouth. He coughed violently.

"What are you doing?" Talis turned around again.

General Ou Ling coughed for a while, then straightened up, and asked weakly: "Master Talis, why did you chase here alone? Didn't you bring guards and others? This assassin Lian Ai Bishop Schule can be assassinated, so you are confident that you will be able to deal with it?"

Talis was silent for a moment. But her silence was not nothing to say. Instead, she didn't dare to say it, she was afraid that if she opened her mouth, she would get angry and lose control, so she went up and stabbed the sick man who seemed to have endless nonsense. But she still held back after all, no matter what, this person is still one of her own and an ally. She replied in one breath: "I found out that guy should have fled to the vicinity, and it was too late to gather people. He seems to have suffered a serious injury. Although there are some scars on the outside, it may be caused by the mind of Bishop Ershall. Magic is hurt. If you catch this murderer, Celeste will thank you."

General Ou Ling nodded, coughed twice and said: "Thank you Celeste. I am a warrior and I don't dare to expect it. But I will try my best."

"That's good." Talis responded coldly, and turned to leave.

"Wait, Master Talis, don't go." General Ou Ling shouted again, but this time Talis didn't really get angry and lost control, because these words were exactly what she wanted to hear now. "Actually, I also came after the assassin after I found the trail. I can even be sure that he is... just..."

Just as he was talking about the key point, General Ou Ling suddenly coughed a few more times, and his voice became quieter. It happened to be another thunderstorm, covering up all his words.

Talis approached quickly and asked, "Where is it?"

Ou Ling coughed a few more times, took a breath, and said weakly: "He must be hiding somewhere around here, I'm sure..."

The last few chapters were still circling in his mouth, General Ou Ling's face that had been weak all of a sudden suddenly became tense, his sick face was instantly stricken with murderous aura, and his eyes that had been open all the time were also radiant. Looking behind Talis who was listening to his words attentively, he shouted loudly. "Isn't that? Lady Talis..."

At the same time as she felt this strange coolness, Talis's body flew backwards. The shadow exuding white light pulled into a light trail in the dark rainy night, then staggered to the ground and retreated.

Talis's face was full of disbelief and fear. She could feel warm blood rolling out of her slender neck, mixing with the cold rain. Colder than the rain is her heart. The pale yellow figure rushed towards him like a shadow.

Although she dodged most of it, the sword failed to cut off her head, but it had already cut off almost a third of her neck. Although the most important spine was not severed, the trachea and arteries had all been opened. The blood was gushing out with the vigor of a young woman, pouring out of the body surface, just drawing a bright red color on the fair and delicate neck, it was immediately washed away by the pouring rain.

"Lord Lancelot's personal disciple is really powerful. He was able to dodge my sneak attack without any vigilance. I thought I could cut off your head with a single sword." General Ou Ling gently said After coughing a few times, his expression now looked so weak again, and the long sword in his side hand that also exuded a yellowish light was pierced sickly and crooked. But it was this listless sword that blocked all of Talis's movements, so she had to use her sword to resist.

Everyone knows that the Temple Knight's white magic attainment is not low, and he may have high-level magic items on his body, so even if the damage is already fatal, he must not relax, at least he cannot be treated. and magic item chance. Pale yellow sword.

"Why are you... despicable..." Talis tried hard to squeeze out these words from her already convoluted throat. The constant movement twisted and twisted the blood vessels, trachea, and esophagus, and she could feel that these words were sent out from her stomach by blood. Strength and vitality flew out from his throat quickly, his body became colder and colder~IndoMTL.com~ his consciousness became more and more blurred, only the huge anger and unwillingness remained in his heart.

Blood entered her throat, she coughed, and finally couldn't help reaching out to touch her throat to use white magic. But the sword exuding pale yellow fighting spirit immediately pierced through her wrist, and then kicked her down.

The face was pressed against the cold ground, and the cold rain was washing every inch of the skin of the body wildly, and even the blood that flowed from the throat seemed to become cold. Everything was cold, cold, and dark, and at last she began to lose consciousness.

General Ou Ling stepped on the female knight with one foot, and stepped on her sword-holding hand with the other foot, and the sword in his hand was on her other hand. He looked at the temple knight who was gradually turning into a corpse at his feet, coughed a few times and said, "Master Taliss, please rest assured to die, I will definitely kill that killer to replace you and Bishop Eschael." Revenge."

It's just that the female knight couldn't answer anymore, maybe she couldn't even hear her. Only her limbs were still twitching slightly.

"I really admire you, you are really calm." General Ou Ling turned his head to look at a dark corner not far away that even the light of thunder and lightning could not reach. He sighed and said: "By the way, the little eaglets have been slaughtered, you wolf still want to continue to put stones? Master Seiya, you are already impatiently waiting for the action."