Dust of History Chapter 16:


To break a piece of paper, both a palm and a finger are fine, but although the strength of the finger is more concentrated, the scope of breaking is smaller. The clamping of Asa's hands made Tamik Knight's knife change from a palm that can penetrate himself to a finger that can only penetrate himself.

A large volume of blood gushed out of Asa's mouth. Even though this resistance and concession was already very successful, after all his chest was completely penetrated. This mouthful of blood spurted straight to the Tamik knight holding a knife in front.

The fangs and long knife have already penetrated the opponent's body, and the opponent can be completely killed with a sweep or agitation, but the Tamik knight can only fly back, and the blood sprayed on his head and face does not It's not red, but black as ink and smelly like handwashing water that has been in a fish stall for more than a year. The cursed magic in the knife just now was all in this mouthful of blood, and it was also mixed with his own undead demon man. Being sprayed on the face by such a mouthful of blood may be worse than being splashed with iron juice. So Tamik Knight had to retreat.

As the Tamik knight retreated, the figures of the two finally separated. But one is standing and the other is kneeling.

"Okay." Knight Tamik spoke first. He didn't move.

"I never open my mouth to praise people, but I have to praise you. I set a trap like this and used all my strength to strike, but you are not dead, so I have to say, you are good. Ai Xian Charle's death is not an injustice. At your age, you can have such skill and mental judgment. In time, you will be able to surpass me and Lancelot. You are the first one I really want to kill, but I am a little bit reluctant to kill. .”

Asa didn't speak, he was speechless. Yiju's lungs were pierced to reveal a hole the size of a fist. Generally speaking, it would be a miracle if he didn't die immediately. He's busy coughing up blood right now.

"Now tell me where that thing that emits a strange breath is, and take me to find it. I won't kill you, but take you back to see His Majesty the Queen." Knight Tamik looked at Asa who was kneeling on the ground explain.

"Didn't you want to kill me?" Asa used all his strength to suppress the wound on his chest that could no longer be called a wound. Barely able to speak. A small mouthful of blood is coughed up with each of his words.

"You have lost now, and I can kill you at any time. I have won completely, and whether I kill you or not is just a matter of form." Knight Tamik's expression returned to that plain dull expression. Looking at Asa's eyes is no longer murderous. Such an enemy so strong that he could arouse his killing intent finally fell under his own trap and knife. He felt a strange sense of satisfaction, like a man who had been abstinent for many years suddenly felt relieved after having a satisfying affair, He even talked a little more.

Knight Tamik could tell that the white light shining from the **** hole in Asa's chest was the bishop's rebirth from the ashes, and he was slightly surprised by this high-level recovery technique. This magic can indeed keep him alive from such a near-fatal injury, and even recover slowly. However, with such a serious injury, even His Majesty's white magic cannot restore the person to the point where he can do it himself. So in the eyes of Takomi Knight. This person is indeed indistinguishable from a dead body.

Asa is still kneeling. But no more coughing up blood. He didn't answer what Knight Tamik said, but asked slowly: "I just had this accident,

Did you know Yabin would betray you? "

Knight Tamik shook his head and said lightly: "It's not a betrayal, he was not my man. I knew he would make a move in that situation, but I didn't know that he would kill me with a sword None."

"Originally, you were clear-eyed." Asa looked at the wooden face of Tamik Knight and shook his head and sighed.

Totally out of proportion. His purpose of keeping Yabin was to make himself think that he had a chance, so he moved carelessly. If Yabin hadn't stabbed him desperately with the sword, he would never have been able to take the next knife.

Knight Tamik raised his sword, and said coldly: "Don't waste time with nonsense, you know you have no chance. Answer me, where is that thing?"

Asa was silent for a while, and then replied: "Okay, I'll give it to you, that thing has always been on me." He slowly got up, and then used a white magic on himself. White silver light poured into the wound on his chest like water from his palm, combined with the magical effect of rebirth from the ashes before, the huge wound was slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Knight Tamik was slightly surprised again. This is actually a teaching-level white magic, divine grace. This surprised him, but also made him a little relieved. Two consecutive high-level white magic, he believed that even a real cardinal would not have much magic power left. What's more, this is almost like a dead person. This is just to restore some mobility to him, and there is still no room for fighting back.

"The thing you want is inside, and the breath is sealed by the charm on the pocket. You can see it as soon as you untie it." Asa untied a pocket from his waist and threw it to Ta Mick Knight.

Knight Tamik looked coldly at the swollen pocket on the ground. He didn't reach out to pick it up. Untie it for me and take it out."

"What? Do you suspect that I'm playing tricks?" Asa was startled, then smiled wryly.

"Open it for me and take it out." Knight Tamik repeated while standing on the ground, he didn't even want to get close to Asa.

"What do you mean?"

Asa smiled wryly. "Since you have already felt the breath of the fun thing, you should imagine what the body is like. I don't have the slightest fighting spirit now, how dare I take it empty-handed?"

"Well, so that's the case." Knight Tamik nodded, paused, and then said again. "Then untie your pocket and let me see your breath."

Asa could only smile wryly again, slowly changed his waist, picked up the pocket, and went to untie the rope that tied the pocket.

Knight Tamik still stood there without moving, just watching Asa slowly untie the rope at the mouth of the bag. He didn't relax at all, the knife in his hand was still tightly held.

The mouth of the bag was finally untied in Asa's hands. Asa opened his pocket in the direction of Tamik Knight. A dark aura surged out like a sea tide.

It was already dawn, and the dawn had made everything in the forest very clear, but Knight Tamik still felt the utter darkness. He could clearly see everything, but felt the darkness. He knew that what was in this pocket was indeed what he had seen outside the forest.

"Okay, this is indeed it..." Knight Tamik nodded. But he suddenly found that this blackness was suddenly increasing at a speed of a thousand times, approaching, and even taking shape.

It turned out that it was a small cylindrical thing that suddenly protruded from the pocket and flew towards the Tamik knight at high speed. The dark aura emanating from this little thing is as thick and unfathomable as the ocean. And this sea of ​​darkness is pressing over with a truly overwhelming momentum.

Although he knew that it was just aura and breath, and it might not have any actual damage, Knight Tamik dodged sideways reflexively.

The speed of this small object was not too fast, and Tamik Knight easily dodged it, and then it hit a big tree not far away, sinking completely like hitting a piece of soft mud in.

Knight Tamik stood still, the surprise in his heart could not be increased. He was not surprised that Asa shot the thing forcefully through the almost pocket, but surprised that he would dodge. At that moment, he was completely out of control. A long-lost instinct took hold of him completely. Let him avoid this thing he always wanted without even thinking about it ~IndoMTL.com~ Ever since Shisanfeng personally stabbed his father to death in training, his nerves have been As tough as steel wire. All instincts, emotions, and impulses can be controlled like a top puppet breathing, and even thinking can be as precise and rational as a metal machine.

But facing the aura of the flying little thing just now, he actually felt a completely uncontrollable impulse rushing out of his body. The originally steel-wire-like nerves instantly melted in this ferocious, hot magma-like impulse, and the body emitted the most instinctive melon to dodge. The taste and connotation contained in this breath are the most essential. In front of this breath, all acquired will, perseverance, and emotions can be so fragile that they are completely insignificant. In front of it, any life can only have the terror of tight instinct.

Slightly stunned to wake up from the shock, the Tamik knight soldier realized that Asa had come and took this opportunity to fly away. Although it was impossible for the two white magics just now to restore his combat effectiveness, his actions were basically possible.

Without hesitation, without even looking at the small piece that had sunk into the tree trunk, Knight Tamik chased after it. Although it was already certain that the thing was what he wanted, but he could see it now, no one could take it away without the bag that seemed to be still full of water. He had to go after the bag first.


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