Dust of History Chapter 17:

Behind him, the old tree buried by that little thing collapsed silently. The huge tree body, countless branches and leaves turned into gray-black powder and fell down, burying that thing in it.

But that breath cannot be buried. This is obviously soundless, colorless and tasteless, but it can make any life feel black, and feel that the breath of hugeness and death is constantly spreading and spreading.

The right one holding the sword has already flowed out at the shoulder level, and the blood is gushing like a fountain, but this injury seems nothing compared to the one on the back. The sword cut off most of the muscles of the back, four ribs, and even part of the spine from bottom to top. If the black knife hadn't come through the air and nailed the templar out, this sword could have split him in two.

Yabin didn't dodge, he never expected that the Templars behind him would attack together. But even if he expected it, he would not dodge, because this is the only chance to create a chance for Asa in the magic trap, and it is also the only chance to rescue Talis.

The figures of Tamik Knight and Asa have overlapped together, carrying the saber air around them, turning into a black line and chasing into the distant forest. Judging from the last feeling of the right hand, A good sword among Tamik knights is not heavy. Naturally, the chances of sacrificing the whole arm in exchange may not be great, but there is no way to do it, and his own strength can only go to this point.

With one hand remaining, he pulled out the dagger from his waist and swiped at Talis, the rope binding the female knight was broken. Anyone who can fight back with half of the back muscles broken, Yabin can even feel that his lungs are breaking and jumping out of the ribs.

Am I dying? Damn...I want to die...how is it possible...I don't want to die...I don't want to...dammit...Is there any way... ..

At this moment, there was a wry smile on the corner of Yabin's mouth. He took a deep breath, Talis was still leaning on him, and a few strands of golden hair were floating on his face. Bing's hand glowed with Purification, the last all-out white magic. He pressed his hand on Talis's body, and then his body slowly fell down. Even if he could bear the pain from the huge wound, the blood that had accumulated on the ground already exceeded Human limit.

The purification technique was just right, dissipating the magic power imprisoned in her body. After recovering, Talis still had thoughts after waking up. Talis supported Yabin who was about to collapse. Surprise, sadness, fear, and disbelief completely occupied all expressions and moods. These incomparably strong feelings couldn't find a suitable direction. She didn't understand what was going on and why what was happening before her eyes. She felt that she was going mad, and seemed to be mad already.

"Yabin, Yabin, what's going on?" Taliss felt like she was holding a large sponge soaked in blood, and the warm blood flowed down her hand in an instant. It's getting hot and busy. The white magic she tried her best was just a drop in the bucket on the kind of wound that was so huge that it looked like a crack but not a wound.

Yabin opened his mouth, but he couldn't make any sound anymore. He could only look in the direction where the templar was rushing.

The templar just woke up from this series of shocking changes. Seeing that Tamik Knight and that opponent disappeared into the woods together, and his companion was actually nailed to the tree alive by the knife thrown in the air, he was only stunned for a breath. Knowing what he should do, he raised his sword and rushed towards Talis Yabin and the others.

The templar's judgment was not wrong, and in this case, he should indeed make the first move. These two are already undoubted enemies, and since neither of them has weapons, this is the best opportunity.

But what he got wrong was Talis's reaction. Taliss put down Yabin, didn't pick up the long sword and didn't take any fighting action, but jumped up like a gangster on the street and grabbed the blade, while the blade almost cut off her own. The fist also hit the templar in the face. The foot also kicked the templar's crotch.

This is definitely not an action that a well-trained knight can have, so it is completely beyond the expectation and reaction of this templar. The cheek was completely sunken under the female knight's fist. More than a dozen teeth were entrained in the sprayed blood. But he couldn't feel these anymore, all his attention was focused on the feeling that his lower body was almost kicked to the throat by that kick.

The templar let out a scream like a pig being suffocated to death, his body flew out in an arc in mid-air, and then fell to the ground without moving.

Talis ignored the gushing blood on her hands. She didn't even think about how she knocked the templar away just now, she quickly took out a scroll from her arms. It was one of the few scrolls she released when she left Celeste, and it was said to be a scroll of the 'Divine Favor' made by His Majesty the Pope himself.

The scroll expands. The white and warm magic power slowly fell on Yabin. The magic scrolls made by a top white magician like His Majesty the Pope are definitely top-notch. It can be said that even half of the dead people can save their lives under this magic. But Yabin was not half dead. It was more than half dead, almost completely dead. The blood spattered from the wound on his body was enough for a person to take a bath, and the sword behind him even injured a lot of internal organs.

Moreover, the curse of death on Tamik's knight knife has begun to erode into the whole body. However, under the effect of this top-level healing magic, he still slowly opened his eyes and let out a breath.

"Don't waste it like this, I might die..." This was Yabin's first words after waking up. He felt that the vitality in his body had been broken. Although these magical powers are mellow and magnificent, they can only temporarily fill in these broken places, and cannot connect them together. Even the life flowing in the blood vessels is white magic, and the hole where the broken ribs pierced the heart is also temporarily filled by white magic. The curse of necromantic magic is constantly weakening all the functions in the body. Unless there is a cardinal here to make a move in person, this single scroll is powerless.

"What's going on? Yabin? You...why did you do this?" Talis asked in a trembling voice as she knelt beside him.

"I can only do this..." Yabin swallowed, his throat twitched, and he should have coughed up a mouthful of blood, but there was no more blood in his body to cough up.

"You...you" Talis didn't know what to say anymore. She wanted to ask why he betrayed him, and why he risked his life to save her in the end. But seeing him like this, she was completely unable to ask.

"Hurry up and help Brother Asa..." Although Talis didn't say it herself, and Yabin didn't know what kind of relationship between the two originally hostile, but through Talis Mick Knight used her to threaten Asa, and in some conversations between the two, he also vaguely knew that the two should be together.

"I...I can't leave you..." Talis looked at Yabin helplessly. White magic had begun to spill from his broken shoulder, a sign that the magic wasn't fully functioning. This can be seen by using white magic on the body of a dead person. His body was already beginning to die.

"I was the one who wanted to join you, I was the one who harmed you..." Tears flowed from the corners of Talis' eyes.

"Hehe, if you didn't ask me to join, that Tamik knight might not let me go... Do me a favor... If you can... Take care of me My sister..." Yabin tried hard to force a smile, his pupils had already begun to dilate.

Talis nodded quickly, and then saw the smile on Yabin's face slowly unfolding, like a flower that was tightly squeezed, and after letting go, it lost its restraint and was slowly spreading out , withered. It can be clearly felt that the last bit of life force is breaking and dissipating from his body.

He's dead ~IndoMTL.com~ Talis feels it clearly. Then she felt as if a hand was grabbing her heart and twisted it, and tears fell down. It was the first time she could remember crying. Before that she didn't even know she was going to cry.

In the forest, the Tamik knight is still chasing him, and he will catch up soon.

What's the point of this escape?

Looking at Asa who was running away in front, Knight Tamik couldn't help but drop a little bit of his evaluation now. Although two advanced healing magics made him barely regain his mobility, he was so slow and Si Li could run after stumbling. Where to go? It's a completely pointless struggle.

Of course, no one is willing to accept failure. But when you fail, you still have to escape, and you still have to make unnecessary struggles, this is

Cowardly.

Although Tamik Knight knew that this opponent was really difficult to deal with, he didn't think he had any room for struggle anyway. The two bishop-level white magics can definitely consume his magic power to the very last, his battle energy is already empty, and his body hasn't even recovered, so what else can he do to struggle? Just looking at that fluttering figure and footsteps, Knight Tamik knew that he could catch up to him with only two or three breaths at most.