Dust of History Chapter 39: Never Surrender (Part 2)

I'm sorry, although I know there is probably no chance of winning, but I still won't surrender. Asa sighed, and looked at the three temple knights lightly.

"Don't push yourself too hard, kid." The black slate face of the temple knight holding the battle gun was already showing anger. He was puzzled that Lord Lancelot wasted so much time on this wanted criminal. It stands to reason that dealing with such a heinous person would directly abolish him, leaving one life to return to His Majesty the Pope.

"I'll hold them back, and escape by yourself." Asa whispered to the three Hiltons behind, then bent down, and the light of fighting spirit began to flash on his body.

But the three of Hilton didn't move yet, but the two temple knights beside Lancelot moved first. Their figures flickered, and although they didn't make a direct move, they rushed towards both sides swiftly.

Asa yelled violently, and rushed towards the knight holding the gun.

There was a loud sound of 'dang', so that it could intersect with the gun. The red blood light on the knife and the white magic wave on the gun immediately began to impact and bite each other, just like a red-hot iron meeting ice Make a screeching sound. In a blink of an eye, Hao and the gun collided with each other dozens of times, and then the two figures were separated. Asa was forced back to his original position, and the temple knight was smoothly divided into two sides with another sword-wielding person and Lance in place. Lott stood together and formed a siege. Although this is only a circle of three people, and the distance between them is also very large, the momentum that echoes each other is far more unbreakable than any copper wall and iron wall, and the few people in the middle have no chance to escape.

A dent in the belly of the Templar Knight's radiant armor was slowly bulging and healing in the radiance of white magic. There was a scar on Asa's forehead where the bones were almost visible, and the blood was gushing out and dyed his face red. He raised his hand and gave himself a healing technique to stop the bleeding, then turned his head and said to the people behind: "Why don't you Take the opportunity just now to leave?"

"Cover us to escape, boss, you are really very energetic, but I can't run even if I want to." Hilton sat on the ground. Although he has come to his senses and is no longer half-dead, he is definitely not able to run if he wants to. Just now, Asa's opportunity to stop the Temple Knight was fleeting. Needless to say, even Druid and Jessica didn't have time to escape.

"A person like me who reacts slowly can't escape." The druid simply changed back to human form, took off his helmet and sighed. Although his combat effectiveness when he transformed into a werewolf was unquestionable, his reaction and judgment were still that of a middle-aged man with an honest face, not to mention an authentic werewolf full of wildness and murderous intent. Hilton, the veterans fighting on the battlefield, reacted to the situation much faster than him.

"You..." Asa glanced at Jessica. According to her speed and agility, it is definitely not impossible to run, it can only be that she does not want to run, which can't help but move him a little. Although this woman didn't know him very long, and it seemed that it was just a very simple relationship, but from the heart, there was still a strange sense of intimacy.

"Don't be sentimental, I'm not here just because of you." Jessica glanced lightly at Asa who looked weird. Then he reached out and took off the mask. She's been a little odd since seeing the figure of the Temple Knight on the branch with Asa. It's just because she has been wearing that mask that only exposes her eyes, and the situation is urgent, Asa has no time to care about it.

Seeing her inexplicably taking off her mask, the three of Asa were slightly taken aback, but the Templar knight holding a two-handed giant sword with flowing silver light was shocked all over, and exclaimed: "Is it you?"

Lancelot and the other temple knight were slightly taken aback after seeing the reaction of their colleagues. But Asa was more surprised than them. It would never have occurred to him that Jessica, a black elf who slept with him casually, was an old friend of the Temple Knight.

"You... why are you here?" The expression of the temple knight holding a two-handed giant sword is very strange, and there are more factors in the unbelievable, such as happiness, sadness, embarrassment, and trance of memories , Countless elements that others could not understand were intertwined together to distort his handsome and calm face, and completely lost the calm and composed master demeanor he had always been.

The temple knights stood straight all the time, staring blankly at the four people in the center. The whole person is as sharp as the two-handed giant sword on his shoulders, and at the same time calm and dignified. But as soon as he saw Jessica's face, there was no flaw in her posture, demeanor, and momentum. In an instant, it was gone and fragmented, and now even a small hooligan could easily stab him in the back once or twice.

"You...your ears...hair...eyes...how did you come to the ground..." the temple knight looked at the black elf tongue-tied and asked. He has a very heroic face, about forty years old, and brown beards make him look very solid and stable, but now he seems to be panic-stricken like a teenager who just met an old friend.

Jessica reached out and flicked it lightly, her black hair exposed the two shocking scars on the ears below, she looked at the temple knight and said lightly: "If not, how could I come to you. The eyes are my secret Use the treasure of the clan, the Pearl of Dark Fire, to ask Priest Tima to replace me with a pair of human eyes."

"You... then you are not... you can't go back... how long have you been up?"

"I came up shortly after you left. I originally planned to look for you, but I didn't want to look for you since I knew you were a famous temple knight." Jessica pointed to Asa, "This is me. The current man, I like him better, so I plan to help him. I know you won't shoot me, right? You don't dare."

"You..." The Temple Knight's expression twisted.

"Christine." Lancelot's face was serious, and the loud shout not only shocked the body of the temple knight in awe, but everyone present felt their hearts beat a few times. It's not deafening, but it seems to touch people's heartstrings directly.

"I'm sorry, I lost my temper. Lord Lancelot." The temple knight bowed and lowered his head, taking a step back. Although he stopped talking, he didn't even look at Jessica anymore. But the aura of being ready to fight at any time on his upper body has disappeared. It can be seen that his mood is still chaotic, and this encirclement has become useless.

Lancelot sighed slightly, his eyes paused on Christine and Jessica, and finally fell on Asa.