The Godsfall Chronicles Chapter 101: The sleeve is torn off by 1 corner


At first, the old drunkard’s injury was too serious. Although he was lucky enough to get his life back, his whole body cells were very weak and fragile. The strength that had worked so hard was basically lost. When he wandered around Wilderness for a few years, he finally It was unexpectedly improved in Woodland Vale.

Shepherd God’s magic drug is indeed very effective.

Autumn Drapers found such a priceless miraculous medicine to make the old drunkard's dead-wood body glow with a second spring, but the foundation of the old drunk has long been destroyed, even if he can glow with the second spring, Just grow a few green buds on the dead wood, and it is impossible to grow into a towering tree again. If you are satisfied with the status quo, the recovery effect brought about by the medicinal effect may still live for more than ten years.

He can also choose to grow by force, overdraw his life in advance, in exchange for short-term glory.

Choose one between strength and lifespan, and the old drunkard chooses the former.

The old drunkard desperately overdrafts the potential to break through, so that the weakened body will recovery power again and again. This process pays a huge price and may only be exchanged for a very short period of glory.

Now the old drunkard is almost recovery.

He is very clear about his physical state.

At most one year of life is left.

This year, the body will be exhausted, the legs cannot move, the hands cannot be lifted, and eventually become paralyzed and die on the bed, but he will not wait until the last step. The old drunkard has no nostalgia or concern, but there is always a knot that needs to be solved, so if you want to complete the unfinished battle while still moving and fighting.

Now the palm of the old drunkard is sweating.

His hand holding the sword trembles involuntarily.

He found that even if there were so many in the past, even if he had experienced great ups and downs, even if he had already seen through, he still couldn’t face the person in front of him calmly. The experience back then was like a heart demon, rooted in the depths of the soul, and has not disappeared for many years. , On the contrary, the root system becomes stronger and deeper.

Arcturus does not appear.

The old drunkard will also take the initiative to find it.

His only remaining pride prevents him from shrinking.

The real warrior will not lose even the courage to draw the sword

He must fight Arcturus, not to avenge his apprentice Qing Xuan, not to wash away the shame of the past, this battle is in the final analysis facing himself, at this time he will issue a challenge to himself.

Cloudhawk can understand the mood of the old alcoholic.

However, Cloudhawk will not escape even in this way. On the one hand, Cloudhawk does not think it can run away. The attack radius of Arcturus is far beyond ordinary people’s imagination. He can't run out of this range in a short time. On the other hand, Cloudhawk has no reason to let People die for their escape, especially this person is an old drunkard.

The old drunkard frowned: "Are you still going?"

"Don't go, I may not be able to help." Cloudhawk raised the broken sword in his hand: "At least I will be a witness."

Arcturus Cloude stared at the old drunkard with a bit of appreciation, which made the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes look more profound, "You would have been a better warrior than Skye Polaris. It is a pity that you were born at a bad time and bad place. "

The old drunkard laughed, his whole body creaked and his bones crackled, making his thin and rickety body suddenly become stronger and taller, even his eyes were as sharp as recovery before, and the appearance of holding an iron rod in both hands made people faint On this weather-beaten body, I saw the peerless style of Skycloud Warrior Saint back then.

"Stop talking nonsense! Do it!"

"I respect you and let you three swords."

Arcturus Cloude made a request for make a move.

This is actually more of an insult, okay? This level of masters can lose the slightest difference in battle, and the slightest error may determine who wins and who loses. Arcturus Cloude proposed to let the old drunkard three swords, which means that Arcturus is strong and confident, and it is not the performance of the old drunkard in the eyes. .

"Haha, there are not many people in this world who can let Master Arcturus make swords." The old drunkard was not angry but accepted: "I'm welcome."

The old drunkard threw the broken wine gourd away.

Swipe.

The sword is out of its sheath.

When a thin blade shining with sunlight is pulled out from the iron rod inch by inch, it makes people have a strange illusion. It seems that the sun is released from the rising sun in Dongsheng, and it makes people feel vigorous and vigorous. energy.

The sun will rise and set.

After falling, it will rise again.

Life is like the sun, with east rising and west setting. After a long night of cold and loneliness, the sunrise will be brilliant and beautiful. Every time the darkness falls, it is a new glory, falling from the brilliance to the darkness, looking up at the light in the darkness , Great ups and downs, so happy, isn't this the life of the old drunkard in recent years?

The first sword.

The half-arc sword slashed out horizontally.

The entire space is shaking and distorted.

Arcturus Cloude casually flicked his sleeves, letting the overbearing sword light change its direction, just like cutting tofu, cutting it on a low mountain not far away, almost flattening the entire hill.

Cloudhawk's eyes widened: "What a strong attack!"

The power of this sword is catching up with Crimson One. The powerful attack that can hurt Crimson One at the beginning is like dust that can be wiped away by the master of Arcturus.

Cloudhawk doesn't even know what divine artifact Master Arcturus used.

His Spiritual Force is so strong that mortals are beyond the reach.

"Your sword is not as good as it was then."

Master Arcturus commented that the old drunkard was unaffected, and there was almost no pause. He raised the dawn with both hands, and the second sword was about to be make a move.

This sword is full of the old drunkard's splendid life intertwined with decadence. He has experienced the vicissitudes of human relationships and the vicissitudes of the world, and has also experienced suffering, confusion and despair. Now he has fully realized.

Back then, I wanted to be a person like Skye Polaris.

I wanted to surpass the achievements of Skye Polaris.

It seems so stupid now, I am me, unique, why do I have to become Skye Polaris, why do I have to surpass Skye Polaris? I only need to be the best myself, enough!

It's too late to understand now.

It's not the latest to return it.

The old drunkard seems to have renewed the brilliance of Skycloud Warrior Saint, but he is completely different from the peak period. This is the real realization after the ups and downs. He is more mature and firmer than before.

Cloudhawk raised his head and found out in shock.

The thick clouds in the sky seem to be under invisible pressure, and they start to break apart from the middle, eventually forming a huge ravine.

Almost at the same time.

The direction sword edge is pointing.

The whole ground began to collapse.

The sword of the old drunkard seems to be able to cut the sky and the earth together, like thousands of dragons lasing down sword edge, all flying towards Arcturus Cloude with their teeth and claws, obviously much stronger than before.

Cloudhawk asked if I changed it to Arcturus Cloude.

He could never block this sword.

Not even the ability to dodge.

Cloudhawk is not confident that it can resist enough, and no one in the younger generation of Skycloud City can resist it. Even the Selene with two epic divine artifacts is the same, because this sword has surpassed the realm of mortals, which is enough to kill demons and kill gods. A sword!

He agreed to be enough to cut a big demonhunter!

Isn't Arcturus just a big demonhunter?

Thunder light rose up around Arcturus, crazily intertwined and twisted, and finally formed a huge lightning network, and the sword light hit the lightning hard.

Boom!

Cloudhawk's brain seemed to be hit hard by someone. He couldn't hear any sound at all. The whole world seemed to lose its vividness and color. This state lasted for four or five seconds, and finally shook his head vigorously, as if Shattered a mirror, and all the sounds and colors came back.

The surrounding land was shattered, just like an earthquake. Several surrounding mountains were shaken by landslides.

What a terrible sword? !

Arcturus is still standing in place.

His robe was blown hunting, but it was nothing more than that, as if being blown by a strong wind. When the wind passed, he was still unscathed, not even losing a single hair.

"This sword has reached the level of that year."

Master Arcturus once again gave an evaluation. The old drunkard still turned on deaf ears, because he was immersed in his sentiment. The old drunkard had already regarded this battle as the final battle of his life, and he had already taken the next sword. , Regarded as the last sword in life.

How to use the last sword?

Of course it has to be earth-shattering!

The old drunkard's thoughts were completely empty, and finally found that the prosperity faded away, and the years were washed away, everything is always gone, and what enough can finally keep in his mind is a beautiful smiling face without any modification.

That smiling face is his heaven.

A paradise that I will never have again in my life.

The third sword, make a move, is back to basics and unpretentious.

The old drunkard rises from the ground, the sword light turns into a thin line, and the entire Under the skies image is separated by a thin line. Although simple and unpretentious, it directly cuts through the thunder net defense, and finally marks in the eyes of Arcturus A ray of light came out.

Arcturus got serious for the first time, he reached out and grabbed it.

The old drunkard passed through very quickly, and finally caused a crack, a piece of ordinary gray cloth floated high, one piece became two pieces, two pieces became four pieces, and four pieces became eight pieces...Finally, completely Become dust.

The sleeve of the right arm of Arcturus was torn off.

This is the only result of the old drunkard.

Is it just that in the end?

Cloudhawk has long known that Arcturus is very strong. Even if the other two big demonhunter Juechen and Lavida are added together, it is not necessarily an opponent of Arcturus, but what I never expected is that Arcturus can be so strong.

The old drunkard's determination to die and the belief that the sword will be used for the last time in his life, he has learned all his life into this sword, combined with his own strength Spiritual Force, almost created an impeccable attack, the final result was actually only to destroy Arcturus A sleeve.

"You have surpassed your peak with this sword!"

Arcturus looked at his sleeves being torn, his eyes showed a hint of admiration.

It's not easy for a person who can stand up after falling to the bottom of the valley. A person who can stand up from the bottom of a fall is very powerful. A person who surpasses the peak after standing up from the bottom of the valley is really strong!

The old drunkard has undoubtedly surpassed that year.

Such opponents are worthy of respect.

"The three swords have passed." Lightning appeared in Arcturus Cloude's palm, and the light gathered in the hand, and finally was held in the hand like a four-foot-long physical weapon~IndoMTL.com~It's my turn. "

"Ruin Thunder Edge?" The old drunkard saw the Thunder Edge in Arcturus's hand that looked tangible, but was able to hold the enough in his hand. He grinned and smiled: "I can see the real strength of Master Arcturus, I don’t have any regrets anymore, people have been ups and downs in this life, so **** happy, hahahaha!"

Arcturus Cloude raised his hand for lightning.

Like a **** lifting up the light of judgment.

No one can resist this attack with enough.

The moment the old drunk picked up the Templar to resist, the entire sword was destroyed directly, and the lightning hit his body directly, with almost no room for it.

Six years ago, he lost a move.

After six years, I still couldn't stop a move.

Skycloud City's strongest attack on divine artifact, the Destroyer Thunder Sword is stronger than Selene Cloude’s Holy Light Wuchen. He used to be the exclusive divine artifact for the head of the six Lord God. Now there is no divine artifact in Skycloud City that can withstand this attack. The old drunkard will almost certainly die if hit by this weapon.


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