Dust of History: Still fighting (2)

"Magic trap?" Talis in mid-air looked at the pillar of fire rising into the sky in surprise. Immediately she also yelled. "Be careful."

Two white figures flashed out from the shade of the trees on both sides, and two beams of sword light swept towards them. The sword light is old and spicy, round and bright as electricity. This is the sword light that needs at least twenty years of hard work to soak up.

Talis turned around, twisted her waist, and drew out her sword. Although it wasn't too old-fashioned, a sword light that was rounder and brighter than the two sword lights slid out from his waist, unexpectedly blocking the left and right sword lights at the same time. There were two impacts, one forward and one backward, and only one sword blocked the two swords coming from the left and right at the same time.

Her sword is definitely not soaked in kung fu for twenty years, but she has talent, hard training, and the guidance of perhaps the best teacher in Dalu. These things are often more useful than any soaking.

Talis landed on the ground, and with a swing of the long sword, two auxiliary white magics immediately lit up on her body. Although her eyes were on the two attackers on the left and right, her voice was already a little smug: "This time, I reminded you to block a sword for you..."

However, she immediately saw that Asa who jumped up with him did not land on the ground, but rushed towards the depths of the forest like a thunderbolt piercing through the air. It wasn't that he was moving, but someone was chasing him, and a gray figure pressed against him from behind, a long black long knife with fangs and Asa's knife in his hand.

'Clang' A huge, long and ear-piercing sound of gold and iron was released as the figures of Asa and the man passed by, even covering up the deafening explosion sound from afar. The moment the two weapons collided, there was not the slightest sound. Instead, it was the collision that made the loud noise like thousands of people striking each other.

Since jumping in mid-air, Asa didn't even look at the flame magic trap, and he didn't look at the two swordsmen rushing out from both sides, and he didn't pay attention. He dared not pay attention. Because at the same moment when he got up, a murderous aura that made it impossible to pay attention to other things appeared behind him.

This breath appeared without any signs at all, as if it was naturally produced from the air. This aura is not strong, not ferocious, not like other people's murderous aura, it is completely unpretentious and even peaceful and natural. **Nakedly express the very simple meaning in this breath.

It means to make people die. A kind of calmness, simplicity and irresistibility, telling everyone that life is just like this, and death is inevitable after all.

This breath appeared so suddenly and naturally, if Asa hadn't been completely mixed with the perception of meditation, he would not have been able to detect it at all, if it wasn't next to the Sunwell, the strange fluctuations gave him more strength and Perception, even if he can feel it, it will definitely be a little late, then this knife will split him in two from behind silently.

He turned around in mid-air and drew out his saber, which happened to block the silent blow from behind. Also saw this raider.

This is a middle-aged man with a dull face. Even in such a deadly sneak attack, the expression and eyes on this man's face are almost dull and natural, as if he is just doing an extremely ordinary thing Same. This kind of expression and the calm but naked murderous aura emanating from this knife are completely natural. This is a person who has taken killing as an extremely normal thing, and even regarded it as a natural part of his life.

Only such a person can kill such a terrifying knife from behind so silently. It wasn't until after the knife was drawn that people noticed it because of the murderous aura and aura brought out by the knife itself.

In the middle-aged man's hand was a dark and slender long knife like the fangs of a poisonous snake, with spikes on the back of the knife. This knife is completely opposite to his person, extremely ferocious, as if it was forged directly from the roars of countless innocent souls using the words 'kill' and 'death'.

Asa just happened to be able to block the knife. It does not mean that it is completely parried. The pitch-black long knife trembled desperately to break through his block, and he continued to resist desperately. Although the two knives are intertwined. But they crush each other with extremely fast frequency and speed. Grinding, chopping. Dou Qi, killing intent and aura are also colliding and conflicting through these two knives.

The man was slashed back by the knife from behind, and his momentum was completely suppressed. The power, killing intent, skill and aura of this knife are completely integrated with this person's mind and soul. Although it is not ferocious and terrifying, it is pervasive and irresistible. Asa only felt that his defense line might be breached at any time.

Although it was just a sneak attack. But just based on the state that the person's temperament and soul have been integrated with the attack in such a knife, this person is definitely a master of martial arts and murderous aura like Roland or Lancelot.

Flying back, the foot finally landed, but the person continued to retreat, this block still could not be completely blocked, the knife, the muscles in the hand, and the vindictiveness in the talent all groaned together, and might fail at any time.

Asa suddenly put the knife with one hand, and a large dark green flame flashed out from his hand and pressed it towards the man. The unique stench and rotten smell of necromancy was as impressive as the dead green color. One can tell at a glance that this is by no means an ordinary flame.

He is betting that this person will not fight him desperately. Even if this person can seriously injure him or even kill him with this knife, this flame will still burn on him, and being burned by this kind of flame mixed with necromantic magic will definitely not be worse than being burned by such a knife how much.

Sure enough, even though Asa himself had let go of his defense and resistance, this man didn't dare to continue to use his sword. He could only use his foot, kicked on Asa's chest and flew back backwards and go.

A mouthful of blood spewed out wildly, Asa felt as if the kick was not on his chest but directly into his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, and it was crushed a bit, almost making him put his heart and The lungs were vomited out along with the mouthful of blood. But as the mouthful of blood spewed out, the dead green flame in his hand was also wrapped into a ball of fire and shot out loudly, following the man's retreating figure.

The mouthful of blood hadn't finished yet, he retracted his sword and fired with both hands, two, four, six, and eight green fireballs whizzed out of his hand like a crossbow, spinning in different curves The azimuth and time difference attacked this person. The air suddenly became hot, and it was still the kind of heat after burning a rotting corpse. The smell of death and decay was so strong that people wanted to cut their noses off.

This time, there was also a trace of surprise on the dull face of the sneak attacker. This is no longer a fireball, but more like a small meteor shower. Even a magician with a high level seems to be unable to shoot continuously like a crossbow like this.

During the retreat, he drew his saber, and the long black fangs pierced through the fireball in the middle. The fireball didn't explode, but was strung on the knife like a fruit. He continued to retreat, and the black long knife kept stabbing out, and all the spinning fireballs were stabbed on the knife.

Stand still, the fireball on the knife has mixed into a huge green flame group, and this person's expression also looks a little dignified and struggling. He drew the knife out of the fireball, with both hands holding the knife and feet one after the other, with a muffled roar like thunder, he slashed down, and a black light flashed across. The green undead fireball broke through, and the knife was black. With the rest of the momentum, the knife light was still slashing straight at Asa.

Asa moved sideways, and the big tree behind him made an unpleasant creaking sound and was split into two pieces by the light from the knife. This set of slashing and slashing movements is natural and natural, and it even prevents Asa from continuing to chase, which can be called the pinnacle of martial arts.

The fireball split into two halves, did not explode but still did not disappear, and fell down as two **** of green flames. Two pieces of white light flashed out from this person's hand, and the green flame and light immediately dispersed in smoke.

Asa breathed a sigh of relief, the healing magic just circulated in the body once, and all the injuries were healed. Although the fluctuation of the Sunwell is still very weak, it still stimulates his magic power quite a bit. The two opened up a distance, and then he took a serious look at the sneak attacker, wondering in his heart, if it wasn't for the Forest of Whispers and it wasn't next to the Sunwell, he might have died.

This person did not attack again, but was looking at Asa, it seems that this time the sneak attack failed to surprise him~IndoMTL.com~ He scraped Asa up and down with his eyes like planing wood, Only then did he speak: "You killed Eschael?"

Asa still wore a mask on his face, but the fight just now, especially the consecutive necromancer fireballs, was almost his identity mark. In Celeste, there have long been stories about the use of necromantic magic by the assassin who assassinated Bishop Aichal.

"Who are you?" Asa asked. This person used white magic just now, but he was able to pierce the fireball containing necromantic magic, fuse it, and then cut it in half. The only possibility is that the black long knife is also attached with necromantic magic.

"Lord Tamik, it's Knight Talis." The two raiders over there said aloud. After the two were attacked by Talis, they also recognized each other.

"Master Tamik, why are you here?" Talis walked over and looked at the attacker in surprise. Although few people in Celeste knew about this mysterious knight, Talis, as a disciple of Lancelot and one of the Knights of the Temple, at least knew him.

"Knight Talis, Lord Lancelot asked you to come out to practice, is that why you hang out with this kind of person?" Knight Tamik didn't look at Talis, but kept staring at her. Asa.