Chapter 49 Meteor
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"Run!" A dark guard dragged Princess Angelina hurriedly through the woods. The dark guard's left arm was empty except for a broken sleeve that was still dripping blood, and the black tight-fitting body on his back was empty. The suit was also split with a knife mark across the entire shoulder. The naked eye could see that the flesh and blood inside was turned up, and the bones were deeply visible, and the blood soaked the dark guard's clothes.
Princess Angelina ran quickly with the help of the dark guard regardless of her image. Her long hair that was once tied up was scattered, and there were many scratches on her sleeves. Fortunately, she was not affected. What kind of injury, but maybe it was deliberately done by the chasing people. Angelina's snow-white boots had worn out at this time. Although they were made by the best royal tailor in the capital, these boots had reached their service life. As for the princess' long dress, not to mention the factors such as scratches, dirt, sweat, etc. This long dress, which makes people feel magical at first glance, is now like the linen shorts worn by ordinary village girls. Yes, shorts , the princess' dress has nothing to do with the long skirt.
The only two remaining Dark Guards were this survivor who lost an arm and was seriously injured.
There was a little red light behind the two of them. I don’t know how many blood-red people were still chasing and killing them in the dark. The most conspicuous of them was Wright, who was wearing armor and taking off his mask. Wright’s eyes flashed with scarlet light at this time, and he smiled cruelly. A shallow scratch on Wright's left face slowly oozing blood, making Wright even more terrifying in the eyes of Princess Angelina who was running ahead. Wright was still holding a severed arm, which was bleeding non-stop. It looked like it had just been torn off not long ago.
The scratches on Wright's face were given by Ryan, the captain of the dark guard. That guy was worthy of being the captain of the Faustin dark guard. Sure enough, he had two brushes, and it broke out even when Wright was crushed by Wright's strength. He tried his best to resist Wright. In a posture of swapping injuries for injuries, Wright is also reluctant to touch the edge. Fortunately, he is not the only one here. The captain of the dark guard, who has burst out his life and potential, was handed over to Kassar to hold it back. Ryan, who is lower in strength than Kassar, even used a secret method to force out his potential. Losing vitality, but the difference of one order, Casal is enough to deal with it with ease. He didn't even need Casal to do anything, he just needed to contain Ryan who broke out. After a while, Ryan's vitality was exhausted, and he could easily take off Ryan's head.
As for the stronger Wright, he went after the three kittens who were running away in the chaos. On the way, Wright had already dealt with a guard, and just now, he ripped off the left arm of the remaining guard. Although Wright is good at machetes and cuts more smoothly with a knife, I don’t know if he has been on the battlefield for a long time. , Wright's psychology has changed, he prefers to torture and kill the enemy, watch the enemy howl, helpless, let the other party die in fear. As for their mission target, he didn't dare to move around. If he was injured, it would be difficult to deal with it, so Angelina was not injured at this time.
The only remaining dark guards have already run with all their strength, and even used the secret technique taught by the dark guards that only low-level servants can use, but Wright, who is walking like a ghost, is still following behind him, like a ghost. A blood-colored death god who reaped life. Although the injured Dark Guard had undergone a lot of willpower training within the Dark Guard, he still couldn't help but despair. The days of the instructor's devil-like training, a memory that he remembered deeply and painstakingly.
Or the pain from the tearing of his left arm, or the fear that the blood-red armored man Wright gave him, or recalling the past that he had worked so hard to remember, the dark guard who ran with the princess suddenly raised his head and screamed "Ah!!!", Pushing Princess Angelina forward, he pulled out a signal device that was handed to him by Captain Sir Ryan when he was fleeing from his waist and fired it up to the sky, then turned and rushed towards Wright.
"Run, princess! Run in the direction the flare was fired!" The dark guard roared.
Princess Angelina was pushed by the secret guard nearly 20 meters away. After falling to the ground, she did not stop or turn around, but headed towards the direction of the flare launch. That is a stored magic missile, an entry-level magic trick, but to engrave it on the bamboo tube signal device, at least a low-level or even an intermediate-level magic apprentice can do it, and Princess Angelina is no stranger to it.
"Yo! Breakthrough?" Wright grinned, surprised by the miracles that rarely happen on this battlefield. The Faustain guard in front of him had apparently broken through to a low-level knight attendant in a desperate situation. The reason for having the ability to turn back and attack after so long on the run. But the low-level attendant was still an ant in front of Wright, and he was a scumbag who had lost an arm and was seriously injured.
Wright swiped his left hand from his waist, and the blood-red machete appeared in Wright's hand. Wright threw a beautiful knife and looked excitedly at the dark guard rushing towards him, as if watching a dessert that suddenly appeared. "You keep chasing, remember, don't hurt anyone!" Wright said to the surrounding. A woman with no strength, his blood-red soldiers are enough to deal with it.
The dark guard's death-like ending made Princess Angelina's heart ache. She remembered that Sir Ryan was the same. In order to protect her, she faced another equally powerful blood-red armored man with the determination to die. There were those dark guards who protected her not long ago, the maid she grew up with, etc. Princess Angelina wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and continued to run forward. The blood-red soldiers behind them closely followed, and at their speed they could catch up with Princess Angelina at any time.
At the time of Princess Angelina's crisis, I remembered what the teacher once said, "Any magic has a practical use, whether it is research, or fighting with others. An excellent magician should use the magic he knows perfectly. To yourself." Princess Angelina currently only has three little magic tricks, and she assists the teacher in pouring the beaker in the laboratory.
Lightness, which can make a huge beaker light; Lighting, which is used to ignite the alcohol lamp of the alchemy table, or sometimes used for lighting at night; Cleansing, which is used to cleanse the body, Princess Angelina, these two Although Tian's clothes were broken and messy, her body was actually as smooth as jade, because Princess Angelina secretly used a cleansing technique for herself when she was resting.
"Lightness." Angelina chanted the spell silently. This trick she used countless times was used to experimentally operate instruments. This was the first time she used this magic on her body. Hope it works, Princess Angelina prays. Fortunately, Angelina's running speed was indeed faster. Although it was still not as strong as a blood-red soldier with a strong physique and a grudge, at least she could run for a while and fight for a while.
The light of the white magic missile pierced the night, and the light and faint elemental fluctuations comparable to the stars made all creatures around here notice. Princess Angelina never imagined that magic missiles would be so beautifully launched at night.
Sir Ryan, whose body was stiff and his face was covered in blood, also saw the light in the sky not far away. Sir Ryan's blood vessels were damaged to varying degrees after using the secret technique to overdraft. The aorta even burst, and blood stains on his face All were ejected from the veins in Sir Ryan's shoulders. At this time, Ryan's body lost nearly one-third of the blood, and the blood vessels that lacked blood began to stiffen. Under the double stimulation of the secret technique and fighting qi, large areas of necrosis and stiffness were made in the muscles. Ser Ryan, who was in his prime, seemed to have aged a lot at this time. The moment he saw the light on the horizon, Sir Ryan's expression was lonely and lonely, but then, Sir Ryan's face became firm and persistent.
Casal watched Ryan's expression change in front of him. He also knew the decision of the opponent in front of him, and sighed, he planned to give this 'knight' a decent way to die.
Sir Ryan inspired the few remaining vindictive spirits in his body, hoarse his voice, took a heavy and relentless step, and rushed towards Casal. Casal, who was in the blood-red armor, did not move, and the expression under the mask did not change. Watching the captain of the dark guard rush over, at the moment when the two were about to meet, Casal launched a long spear. After passing through Lane's throat, he quickly pulled it out, and a faint bloody arrow spurted out. Sir Lane insisted on staggering two steps before falling to the ground.
Locke and Master Sauron were grilling a pheasant sent by the soldiers by the bonfire. At this time, it was time for dinner. The soldiers around him were in small groups, sitting together and having their own dinner. Master Zoro didn't mind sitting and chatting with a group of squadron leaders. Or an interesting anecdote among the nobles, or the prosperity of Petersland, a group of tycoons were fascinated by the stories told by Master Zoro. Master Zoro came to the barracks after the bloody battle in Gordon Heights. He had stayed in Petersland for a long time before, so he was very familiar with Petersland.
Locke was also listening absentmindedly. He had heard what Master Sauron said more than once after getting to know Master Sauron. He begged Master Sauron to say it at the beginning, just like other squadron leaders. People of civilian origin generally have longings and longings for aspects that they cannot reach. But when I actually got in touch, I found that it was the same thing. Locke was curious about the squadron leaders having dinner with the baron when he was a squad leader. Now Locke and the baron have eaten at the same table more than once. Everyone is eating normally and talking about things. The baron is less in his impression than before. A little more serious, a little more close.
There are a lot of dark clouds tonight, covering the moon that should have been shining brightly. Only some stars in the corners, twinkling unwillingly, show their existence. A meteor streaked out from the distant mountains, attracting a trace of Locke's attention, but the roast chicken in his hand was about to be cooked, and Locke hurriedly rotated to make the heat more even. A few years of military life in the wild made every soldier practice A good grilling technique.
Wait a minute, the meteor was drawn from the mountain? Locke raised his head suddenly. On the horizon, the bright light dissipated in the sky after exhausting all his energy.
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