Chapter 537

The bloody night watchman fell to the ground, and the black haired wizard stepped on his back. The brittle sound of bone fracture was accompanied by a howling.

Bright silver waved, and the sword edge divided the night watchman in two!

Blood spilled on the ground, and the pure silver blade has turned red.

There are two things that Loren didn't tell the grey robed man... First, as long as he suffered a fatal injury, he can automatically escape from the "silent dream";

Secondly, "silent dream" is a high-order magic spell of scope type, which ignores the enemy and ourselves in effect; I can talk to him because Loren's own constitution is the combination of spiritual level and material level. The reason why he doesn't delay with words is to slowly determine his position.

But... This is fighting, this is fighting, and I have no obligation to remind them.

In the courtyard of summer twilight, desperate fighting is still going on... The night watchman who falls into a dream is afraid and angry, dancing and roaring like a note in the dark; Waving the sharp blade in their hands, they strive for the last line of vitality with the only thing they are good at.

Kill, kill more people... And survive.

Not none of them had noticed it, but in front of the dark abyss, they could only deceive themselves. They didn't know who they were fighting with, and stabbed their shadow in the dark in despair.

This is a killing feast... There will never be a winner.

The strong smell of blood has filled the whole summer twilight courtyard - the whole Royal Palace has been wiped out by the night watchmen, and the only thing left is that they are still fighting each other.

Lurking in the darkness of the dumb dream, Loren, who is also deprived of vision, has the only advantage that he knows the structure of the whole Royal Palace clearly, and he can accurately hear the surrounding voices.

The direction cannot be confirmed, but the structure of the courtyard is narrow. As long as you can hear the sound, you can gradually confirm the exact coordinates of the other party.

Stretch out your left hand, the liquid flowing between your fingers can't feel any temperature; But there is no doubt that it is blood, mixed with broken fat.

"No, no, let me go! Let me go!"

The desperate night watchman roared; Loren's bloody left hand had pinched his throat; Because his vision was blocked, he had to cut off each other's limbs first and pick him up.

Then... Break his neck!

This is a seemingly simple but actually very difficult thing... It's easy to strangle a person, but it takes a lot of strength to break the neck bone. Killing people like this is unnecessary.

But Loren doesn't care.

Twenty two people... In order to kill themselves, the elite of the imperial night watchman have poured out, and there can never be a second hand - they have plenty of time before they find something wrong.

The expressionless black haired wizard shuttled through the darkness; At this moment, he had no scruples.

The darkness hasn't disappeared yet. Loren can still feel that this desperate dream is soaking up the power of emptiness like an abyss, eroding his spiritual palace and draining his energy bit by bit.

But... It doesn't matter.

The desperate night watchman cried and killed his companion, and then "bright silver" ran through his heart, and his empty eyes became numb and dark.

Loren raised his sword and went to the voice of crying in the dark again.

Every fight is also a gamble for him. Even if he loses the battle spell of "beyond perception", and has no vision and hearing, these people are still top killers... Compared with the desperate night watchman, his only advantage is that he is very familiar with the effects of this high-level spell and will not be in any panic.

Deprive all external forces, deprive the long-term reliance, fight in the dark with the most instinctive power, and finally those who survive will regain the light and wake up from their dreams

What a fair thing.

Yes, of course, I can fulfill your wishes, run away according to your ideas, and even hide for a year or even two by pretending to die; Live incognito like an ant;

The core of politics is compromise, that is, mutual tolerance and making a little sacrifice for the overall situation; Violence can only cause more problems and contradictions while solving problems and contradictions;

I am willing to compromise and can bear it;

But... Ruth infinit, Eckhart, Conrad

Since you want my life so much... Of course, you should be prepared that I don't cooperate;

I will use the lives of these 22 night watchmen to tell you... What are the consequences of trying to kill me;

Let you know how much you need to pay;

You regard me as a chess piece at your disposal and my life as a prop that can be used to appease others;

People like you

But remember

I... never said I was a good man!

"Dang --!"

In the clash of blades, Loren's hands became more and more steady.

When the desperate face separated from the body, the whole world became clear again;

The nightmare subsided and the darkness dissipated.

In the pool of blood and corpses, there was a thin and delicate figure in front of Lauren, standing in front of him with his hands on his back and a smile.

Looking at the sudden appearance of Asriel, Loren snorted and shook his head.

"Poof --!"

The exhausted black haired wizard knelt down in a pool of blood on one knee, his dark eyes were covered with blood, the green tendons of his temples were exposed, and the corners of his eyes began to turn white.

This high-order magic spell of large-area distortion law, even with the help of magic array, also consumes a lot... Without opening the "valve", it is impossible for Loren alone to last too long.

Just before falling, a small white hand held Lauren's shoulder.

"I really didn't expect... Lauren, who has always been cautious, would do such reckless things."

Pale and bloodless cheeks hung a faint smile. The boy standing in the pool of blood ignored the blood stain on the black haired wizard and gently wiped the dirt off his face with his small hand.

"Dang --!"

With a crisp sound, the bright silver of Loren's right hand was nailed in the bricks and stones under his feet, supporting his body from falling down.

Even when he is weakest, he will not expose his weakness to others... Even himself.

Never resort to force when you need to compromise, never be soft when you need to be tough... And you have an incomparably strong will and belief at any time.

He who is weak in trouble must be a slave to patience;

Those who believe in violence must be maniacs who always have fear and anxiety, cowardice and self-confidence;

The strength of will, the firmness of faith, the strength of soul... That is the strength of human beings;

The white cold little hand slipped from Loren's cheek and looked at the still calm and firm face. Asriel's face smiled.

As the closest person to Loren, he certainly knows who Loren's "dumb dream" is prepared for.

The dream of isolating the void, darkness, silence, ice cold and falling into despair... From the beginning, it was not used to deal with human beings;

Dumb dream... Is the last card to deal with evil gods, apostles and even evil gods!

The vast majority of evil gods have no combat experience in the material world. Once they lose the power of the void, it means that human beings lose their right hand and even legs to wield a sword, and completely become monsters who don't know how to fight, just like a guy named "mazka".

Such monsters can be easily killed!

This is the card to deal with evil gods, and of course, it is also the card to deal with Asriel

The young and handsome cheek slightly raised the corners of his mouth, walked forward regardless of the blood stain, gently hugged the black haired wizard's head, and the scarlet pupil was opposite to the dark eyes.

"Dear Loren, do you feel better?"

At the moment of his opening, the black haired wizard's right hand had instinctively restrained his throat, and the boy still smiled and asked softly.

Of course, the over consumed energy could not recover so quickly, but it would not make Loren lose his mind; The trembling pupils are gradually stable and no longer turn white; The convulsed hands also recovered their stability bit by bit, with normal heartbeat, normal pulse and normal blood flow in the body.

"Your friends have gone far. If you don't chase them, they will worry..."

The boy put his probe to his ear and whispered:

"Let's go and kill all those people..."

"Let them pay the price!"