Chapter 546

There was only a faint sound, and the "force impact" poured into the stabbing sword had pierced the black haired wizard's chest, even the people around the night watch were not aware of it.

"Force impact" is a very practical high-order magic spell that almost every night watchman is good at. It is characterized by the sudden impact force; With your hands raised, you can knock a fully armed soldier to the ground or block a deadly attack.

Therefore, they are all stupid - or only a few of them, even the night watchmen, have really mastered the essence of this high-level spell; Even LUT infinit can only concentrate the impact on the tip of the sword and then explode in an instant.

Edward is the only night watchman who can pour "force impact" into the sword and shoot out like a bow and arrow.

The invisible impact force runs through the heart and blood gushes out! The black haired wizard with a sudden tremor struggled powerlessly. His trembling right hand clenched the bright silver and waved it!

"Poof --!"

The indifferent Edward didn't dodge, and the sword cut in front of him without obstruction. The scarlet plasma dyed both men red.

His left hand stopped the black haired wizard's sword wielding right hand, and his arm hit his body so hard that he couldn't dodge; Edward, convulsed under the severe pain, tried to raise the sharp blade in his hand; The broken sword stabbed Lauren's chest with all his strength!

Loren, whose right hand was gripped, struggled powerlessly. The plasma gushing from his chest made him unable to lift his strength, and his vision became more and more dim and blurred.

The trembling pupils stared at Edward, who was also bleeding all over. The other party's left hand was getting tighter and tighter, and it was more and more difficult to break free; The left hand was stuck by the rock wall and could not move all the time.

The blood kept flowing - the stabbing sword running through the chest not only didn't stop the penetrating wound, but expanded the area of the wound - so that even breathing began to become difficult, like something that the card owner couldn't breathe.

The trembling right hand still didn't loosen the blade.

Edward's expression was also ugly. The night watchman's cheeks kept shaking with cold sweat on his forehead... The bright silver sword was not "torn" but more like "burst". The wounds of the whole trunk almost turned over, and how many ribs were blown off.

Obviously, there is no sound of swords. Obviously, both of them are at the end of a powerful crossbow; As long as another night watchman appears, Loren will die!

But the atmosphere at the moment is colder than it was just now; The night watchmen hiding in the dark held their swords tightly and stared at them with wide eyes. They didn't dare to make a little noise and couldn't move.

The black haired wizard, who is biting his teeth, is still making a final struggle.

The broken sword has completely disappeared into his chest. The fierce struggle will only make the cross-section of the wound larger and larger, and the blood flow more and faster.

But he still didn't let go!

Similarly, Edward, who had lost too much blood, was still twitching in his cheeks. While stopping Lauren's right hand holding the sword, he tried his best to fix the stabbing sword through Lauren's chest, so that he could not break free.

The man, who was already extremely weak, still had unimaginable strength; The black haired wizard was still struggling with all his strength, and his trembling right hand was still clutching the hilt of the sword.

But the bright silver sword gradually faded until it disappeared.

"Dang --!"

The bright silver dropped to the ground, and the black haired wizard's hands hung powerlessly, his head buried in his chest.

There was a dead silence in the tunnel.

He's dead?

Loren Turin... Really dead?

After paying so many lives, even Lord LUT infinite almost died with his monster... Was killed in such a simple way?

Is it true that he won't wake up suddenly again?

The night watchmen who had just died were still fresh in their memory. No one could say whether Loren Turin was pretending; Maybe it's just a trap to lure them into being cheated, so as to catch all the remaining night watchmen.

The night watchman... They were really timid - even if Loren had completely stopped resisting, no one dared to come out and make a little sound until it was confirmed that he had completely lost his vitality.

"Ha... Ha... Ha..."

Dying Edward gasped, weakly clutching the black haired wizard's collar. The wound on his chest made it difficult for him to make strength, and even a little movement would cause cone like pain!

But the night watchman still took his last breath and aimed at the "endless stream" next to him. There were bursts of foul sewage from the sewer. He gritted his teeth and pushed Lauren down.

The torrent splashed!

Just before everyone reacted, the figure of the black haired wizard had been completely swallowed by the sewage and was no longer found.

"Bang --!"

The indifferent Edward knelt down on his knees. His ugly face held the wound and fell on the ground trembling. Holding the rock wall next to me, I trembled and wanted to get up, but I kept falling again and again.

Just when he wanted to get up again, there was another person in front of him.

More than a dozen night watchmen who came out of the dark surrounded Edward who collapsed to the ground, but they didn't mean to help him up at all.

"Why did you just do that?"

The cold voice came, and the indifferent Edward snorted with disdain:

"I don't have to answer you."

"You...?!" looking at him, the other party clenched his teeth angrily: "say! Do you want to let him go?!"

"Let him go?"

The sharp pain in his chest made Edward sweat, and he looked up at each other with even more disdain:

"A normal person can survive in cold water for no more than two quarters of an hour - he is dying from excessive blood loss and can't hold on for even a quarter of an hour. In this case... Tell me, how can he live?"

"I, i... this, this..."

The night watchman of yuse angrily looked at Edward, who was so miserable that he could only lie on the ground, and still refused to let him go: "he is a felon named by Lord Ruth infinite, and his body must be taken back!"

"It's really stupid to do this, and it's extremely stupid." Edward struggled to endure the pain, leaned against the rock wall, and his purple lips were still shaking:

"Don't forget... Loren is also a night watchman and a gifted caster - how do you know he doesn't hold the trump card of 'die now' and kill everyone when we relax our vigilance?!"

"This..."

"He is a man who can survive in a ghost place like the glacier wasteland and have fought with the apostles of evil gods - to deal with this enemy, unless he can be torn to pieces and his soul must be bound together, he can confirm death; otherwise, he can only limit his possibility of survival as much as possible."

"Loren Turin's vitality and viability are far beyond your imagination!"

Edward, trembling all over, reluctantly opened his mouth and tore open the clothes stuck by blood, flesh and sweat in front of his chest to avoid the risk of infection.

The night watchman standing in front of him was still gnashing his teeth - Edward's words made him speechless, but he also caught a loophole in the other party's words:

"So... You're not sure he's dead, are you?!"

"After seeing this guy cremated... No, it's probably unbelievable even if he was burned to death." recalling his previous experience, Edward shook his head:

"If I'm not alone, I can at least cut off his head to ensure that I'm safe - unfortunately, you don't even have anyone willing to help at such a good opportunity."

"How dare you accuse us?"

"No, I'm just stating the facts."

Edward's voice was very calm, but almost all the night watchmen present heard the irony in his words: "your caution has deprived us of the best chance to confirm the death of Loren Turin."

Watching Edward dying, the night watchman's eyes flashed a trace of anger; Glancing at the brothers on both sides, the other side grasped Edward's shoulder, lifted him up and knocked him unconscious.

"Take this guy back, and this sword - Lord LUT infinite's order, to live." the night watchman's expression was very complex. He looked at his feet uneasily and picked up the fallen bright silver:

"Tell your excellency that Loren Turin is dead!"