"What a waste!"
A roar of war madness came from the top of the cave. The two men, who were staring at the ground, suddenly looked back, and saw Garius, who had climbed to the highest point, swinging his sword and slashing down quickly. The sword body was entangled with blood and surging. The ink-colored waves suddenly shot out from top to bottom amidst the man's roaring laughter.
"Hey!" Upon seeing this, Neruvana exclaimed, but her body could not keep up with her reaction.
In desperation, Artoris grabbed the opponent's arm and threw him aside. At the same time, she stepped on the thunder of her feet and avoided the impact of the sword with lightning speed.
However, the place where they were standing was inevitably destroyed by this sword, and the shattered earth began to collapse. In shock, Artoris did not care about Nervana's safety, and the moving figure turned into a violent wind and struck out. , at the same time, the "Three Thousand Fantasy Dreams" were liberated, and the shattered sharp blade made the sword rain smash the latter into pieces at a speed far faster than the falling boulder.
However, even the rain of swords and the interception launched by the girl at lightning speed cannot take into account the entire area of thousands of square meters. If these boulders are allowed to fall, even if there are survivors below, they will be killed by the falling boulders. Died in the impact.
Just when Artolis was at her wits' end, the "culprit" who caused this move suddenly broke into her field of vision at an invisible speed. At the moment when her eyes met, Artolis felt something... An extremely huge sword intent turned into a physical entity and pierced her forehead, piercing her heart in the blink of an eye.
What kind of power it was, it was difficult for Atoris to describe it for a long time. In the words of a layman like Nerubana, when she noticed the appearance of Gellius, everyone around her The falling stones, including the undead remnants that had lost their footing, all turned into powder and dispersed in the wind in an instant.
Is this the true strength of the Kamokuryu Sword King? !
Holding the spirit sword hanging in the air, Artoris's eyes were filled with indescribable surprise. At the same time, she was once again deeply shocked by the strength of Barong who could easily subdue her.
"Hey... you...!" Immediately after the two of them fell to the ground, Neruvana raised her axe, looking embarrassed, wanting to scold Galius for his impulsive behavior, but she couldn't speak. When it reached his mouth, he swallowed it back because of the sight in front of him.
The unpleasant smell brought Artolis's thoughts back to her eyes. When she realized what she was doing, she was about to move closer to where the two of them were, but just when she was about to lift her front foot, she felt a slightly sticky smell. The gelatinous liquid clung to the soles of his feet.
In the hollow above - the branches of the underground river gradually flowed into this place, like a torrential rain, washing away this little-known sinful place.
"This is..." When she realized what was under her feet, Artolis raised her head and looked around with her pupils widening in shock. In an instant, she understood what caused this. An atmosphere of silence.
Atoris originally thought that the undead would pile up captured living creatures deep in their lairs like goblins so that they could meet unexpected needs and be able to get them at any time. This was a very common and natural judgment. After all, most of them All living things have such habits. But the scene in front of her completely changed her perception. In other words, her perception was not wrong, but she was just looking in the wrong place.
——Abandoned food place!
If the area above is the "canteen" of the undead, then this is a "filthy place" where they accumulate food scraps, and even the undead are unwilling to enter.
No wonder this place is filled with a lot of sinister miasma. The original cause of the miasma is the accumulation of rotten flesh. Artolis thinks she should have thought of it long ago. And she now clearly understood the reason for Neruvana's silence at the moment, because she saw the chewed and symmetrical other half of the jade stone that Marianne handed them, mixed with the minced meat and internal organs.
"I'm going to exterminate the remaining undead." Seeing Nerubana holding the jade tightly without saying a word, Gallius said in a deep voice as he looked up at the water flowing above.
"I'll go with you." Glancing at Nervana, Artolis shook her head. It wasn't because she had lost the compassion she deserved, but she was used to turning this emotion into her own. motivation to practice. The same is true for Gellius, not indifferent, but unwilling to hesitate.
But Neluvana was different. She seemed to have believed until just now that Maria and the other abducted people could survive...
"etc!"
However, just as the two were about to leave, Neruvana stopped them.
"Count me in." She said, looking at their backs.
"You treat me like a little girl, don't you? What a joke! I am the leader of a group. How could I be trapped in a haze and unable to extricate myself because of such a result? I have already made up my mind!"
"I thought that after you calmed down, you would say something inspiring that would suit your status as a legion commander, but now it turns out that you are indeed a little girl." Here Gellius shook his head in disappointment, but after Artoris From his perspective, there was a faint smile on the corner of the guy's mouth.
"You...!" The originally melancholy mood was aroused by Garius, and Nervana was immediately furious and was about to say something back.
"What are you doing? If you want to come, hurry up and follow. Otherwise, when the remaining undead people see that the base camp has been taken away, they may flee to hide in a corner where you and I can't find it. Then there will be another disaster. It depends on how you deal with those villagers. Explain." Before Neruvana could say anything, Garius interrupted her excessive remarks mercilessly, and then without any explanation, he picked up the ruler sword and started climbing up the rock wall.
Atoris and Nervana looked at each other, and although they both smiled sarcastically, Atoris's unresolved divine eye still penetrated the dark world, and captured those who were mixed with the underground river. The tears of the girl who was with her came into her eyes.
Close your eyes and open them again, and all you will see is the underground river flowing into this place, nothing else...
"Well, that's it. Maria is seriously injured. We have sent her to Fantinola City overnight for treatment. But don't worry, her injury is not fatal. As the commander of the First Army, I sincerely I wish her a speedy recovery.”
Rumu looked at the little girl with a relieved smile and turned away from him, while Neruvana's eyes gradually dimmed.
"Aren't you going to tell her the truth?" The one-armed man, leaning against the wall and witnessing all this, tilted his head and said words of concern in a nonchalant tone.
"I think a little girl who is less than ten years old should not be allowed to bear the reality that she should not bear. She has lost her parents since she was a child. It would be too pitiful if she also lost her sister, her last support. ”
"But sooner or later she'll realize it's a lie."
"Then wait until I can't hide it any more and make other arrangements. I have my own plans." Looking at the back of the little girl jumping away, Nelvana gradually puffed up her chest.
"To the more majestic existence above the sky, a thousand years is just a drop of time, and the achievements of a small race are of no note. I know that I am stupid, and I also know that I have obvious shortcomings in many aspects, but only I am the commander of the First Army, and this is the only position that allows me to protect the hopes of the people of the empire."
Her long red hair was swaying in the wind. The girl raised her head and looked up at the dawn night sky. Below was a land filled with flowers. She vowed that she would not make the same mistakes again, nor would she walk on the road of despair and feel sorry for herself. She hoped to be able to hold this responsibility with her own hands.
So the man who witnessed this scene smiled calmly and gave the other person the praise he deserved.
"well done……"
