UGB Chapter 196
Chapter 196
Chapter 196
Although the feathered arrows were aimed at the figure of "The Executioner", Donny Kex, who was only a few meters away from him, could hardly escape the attack range of the feathered arrows. Facing the sky filled with feathered arrows, he did not dodge at all. It doesn't mean that he doesn't want to, but... he can't.
The fierce confrontation with the "Executioner" caused the internal injuries accumulated in his body for many years to explode in an instant. At this time, he was like an ancient tree that had been eaten away by pests and had reached the point where it had run out of oil.
A pair of pitch-black eyes pierced the starting point of the feather arrow. In this dark night, his eyes seemed to be able to break through layers of darkness and reach the source of light.
However, at the moment when the figure of "The Executioner" was running fast, behind a dilapidated house, several figures were also rushing forward at the same time. The cloth was thrown from their hands, and then quickly covered the opponent's body.
The feathered arrow shot out from the darkness, and after being blessed by the reflection force of the bowstring, it fell rapidly from mid-air.
"puff."
The extremely sharp feathered arrows with forged tips quickly pierced through the layer of black cloth made of unknown material, and then the force of the sprint weakened rapidly, and most of the dozens of feathered arrows that fell on Donny Kex only penetrated With three layers of black cloth, all impact is lost.Only a few feathered arrows pierced through four layers of black cloth and landed on the opponent's body, but they couldn't do any harm to him at all.
Seeing these figures coming to save him, Donnie Kers didn't feel any excitement at all. There was a bit of relief in his eyes, but he was more helpless and sad.
White light lit up from the dark night, and then as the sharp long sword swung across, lines of blood splashed rapidly, and the bodies of several figures rushing towards him were still running forward rapidly, while they However, his head had already flown high, and his eyes were full of confusion. Until the moment before they died, these people still didn't understand what was going on.
Beside the rushing people, a warrior in armor appeared unexpectedly at some point, his eyes were empty, his face was expressionless, and he swung the long sword in his hand to chop off the heads of several people with incomparable speed. And nature, like cutting fruit.The silver-gray iron boots stepped on the ground, and the strong figure like a polar bear put great pressure on people.
Immediately afterwards, in the darkness not far away, where it seemed to be shot by feather arrows, more than a dozen similar figures were running at high speed. Angry, like a dead man.
More than a dozen figures in armor shuttled rapidly. Every time they moved, every time they swung their swords, a fresh life would disappear, and the violent screams came from nowhere, and then one after another, as if endless.
The people who were waiting anxiously fell into complete chaos in an instant. .
Then, in this dark town, the darkest moment ushered in, blood and anger, sorrow and mourning, like the flowers poured by the deep red blood, fully bloomed.
On the hillside, hundreds of figures gathered here. These people wore all kinds of clothes, each of them held steel knives or iron rods, and half of them held bows and arrows.
The leader was a man in his thirties and 40s, with a thick beard covering his jaw, and he looked quite calm.
The dense feather arrows were shot out quickly, looking at the situation tens of meters away, everyone's faces could not help showing a few traces of anxiety.
Seeing the figure of "The Executioner" dodging in embarrassment under the rain of arrows, and the figures who had already lurked in the past rushed to the side of the mayor, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
But at this moment, what shocked everyone was that a tall figure suddenly rushed out, and then cut off all the heads of these people with a knife.
At the same time, a rapid and loud sound suddenly sounded. Hearing the vibrations all around, the expression of the middle-aged man in the leader immediately changed, and then he let out a shrill and urgent roar: "Escape!"
As soon as the words fell, a warrior with an expressionless face rushed over, brandishing a sharp blade, and swung it straight at the opponent's head.
With a muffled snort in his nose, the middle-aged man took a step back, and the typical Western long sword on his waist suddenly unsheathed and hit him directly.
"Ding!"
The figures intertwined, the middle-aged man withdrew the long sword in his hand in some embarrassment, and then waved his numb arm with some soreness. Before he recovered, the huge figure rushed over. This time, it was not an expressionless Instead of a soldier, several figures rushed towards him.
A sharp blade with great power, like a cutting machine, simply and violently cut everything in front of him. The middle-aged man roared and roared, and the western long sword in his hand was completely blocked by his swing. However, when that After several figures surged up, his roar and his neighing gradually disappeared. The voice of the figure who was full of energy before suddenly became low and weak, and after that, it completely disappeared little by little. ...
One after another, like wolves and sheep, started a frenzied killing.The sharp blades in the hands of these ruthless warriors turned into the scythes of death at this moment, and they kept harvesting fresh life. No matter how the people in front of them begged for mercy, they did not stop the sickles in their hands.
The sword collided with the steel knife, and the figures flew around quickly, and the houses were ignited by the flames from nowhere, emitting bursts of unpleasant blue smoke.The originally comfortable and peaceful Delai Town has completely turned into a hell on earth at this time.
People were running crazily, trying to avoid the demons behind them, but nothing had the slightest effect. The butcher's knife was still being raised and lowered, and everything was harvested simply and violently.
Not just the people gathered on the small hillside, but everyone in the town, no matter whether they are young and strong boys, weak women, ignorant children, or old men who are almost ancient, everyone Everything, as long as the figures that appeared in front of these expressionless fighters, were all slaughtered by them mercilessly. Perhaps in the eyes of these people, human life is worthless in their eyes, or perhaps, these expressionless fighters are not worth anything at all. There is no so-called will, they are just the purest and simplest killing weapons.
Wherever the butcher knife passed, the ground was soaked in blood.
The figure of "The Executioner" returned to the original place again, looking at Donny Kex who couldn't help showing a bit of sadness in his eyes, the "Executioner" shrugged and said: "You should understand that the Holy See cannot Let these guys live. Since the moment you lived here, the fate of these people has been doomed, and the only thing waiting for them is... death."
"You are not an 'executor'." Donnie Kees ignored what the other party said, and stared directly at the other party, as if he could penetrate the other party's chest.
"Oh! Why do you say that?" "The Executioner" said with a strange smile without changing his expression.
"Those warriors just now are not knights of the Holy See at all. Their performance should be "unintentional warriors" trained by the "Witch God Cult"."
Unintentional, naturally ruthless.Ruthless, powerful.
A ruthless warrior will naturally become an extremely sharp weapon.
"So what?" "The Executioner" said with a slightly raised mouth, as if a bit disdainful.
"Don't tell me that the "executors" of the Holy See will cooperate with the people of the "Witch God". Although we will become crazy and shameful after becoming "executors", our beliefs will never change."
"The weapons on your body should have been taken from the real "executors" after they were killed."
"No, you are wrong, I am the "executor"!"
After being silent for a while, "The Executioner" spoke again, "It's just that it's different from your choice to hide, I chose... to fall!"
When he said this, the face of the "executor" showed a rare look of confusion and sadness, and in an instant, this confusion and sadness turned into incomparable determination.
"Degenerate?" Looking at the "executor" in front of him who should be less than 30 years old, Donny Kers couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
After he discovered something back then, he resolutely chose to take the "scepter" to abandon his past identity as an "executor", avoiding the pursuit of the Holy See, and chose to start his life again.However, the young "executor" in front of him actually chose to "degenerate" and joined the witch god religion.
Donny Kees knew very well that every "executor" like him was very sincere to the Holy See, and their beliefs were extremely firm, as stable, thick and indestructible as a rock.If it wasn't for that incident back then, he would never have chosen to escape, """" and the other party actually chose to "degenerate" and joined the Witch God Cult, which was completely opposed to the Holy See, and he didn't know what kind of painful experience the other party had gone through.
"Weakness...is useless after all."
"The Executioner" slowly said such a sentence. At this moment, Donny Kes seemed to see endless sadness in the eyes of the other party, and the depressive gray covered the entire sky. Perhaps in the eyes of the other party, the whole world was So be it.
In the dark eyes, sadness surged crazily like a tide, lapping at the shore.
And after the endless sadness, there is a crazy, never-ending anger. That anger is like a raging volcano. Since its birth, it will never stop erupting unless it perishes.
The shrill screams sounded endlessly, cries, roars, begging for mercy, scolding... all kinds of voices kept ringing out, but for those "unintentional fighters", they were not affected. Without the slightest influence, the butcher's knife in their hands never stopped waving, no matter whether it was an old man or a child in front of them, their hand holding the knife would not tremble in the slightest.
The flames were raging, and most of the houses in the town were connected together. When one house was burned by the fire, at least dozens of houses were also destroyed.
The tumbling flames were like a long red dragon, swinging its body non-stop, and the bursts of blue smoke seemed to be the snort it exhaled when it was angry, quickly lingering around the entire area.
The bursts of flames became more and more powerful through the houses, the tumbling flames kept rising, and the red tails kept flicking, as if they were going straight to the sky.
The red flame tore through the dark sky, but it also seemed to have exhausted all its strength, curled up its body little by little, and then slowly disappeared.As the flame that illuminated the sky disappeared, the sounds of fighting around gradually became quieter, and in the end, they fell into a deathly silence.
Blood kept falling down the armor on his body, and less than half of the "unintentional warriors" who had been slaughtering incessantly survived at this time, and most of them had horrible scars on their bodies.
When a person falls into despair and finds that begging for mercy and crying are useless, all they have left is... madness.
Faced with the desperate counterattack of so many people, even if they were "unintentional warriors", they suffered heavy losses.
When those figures charged up desperately with weapons, these "unintentional fighters" could only keep waving the weapons in their hands, but they couldn't resist so many attacks.They are ruthless, but their physical strength is limited after all. After swinging a sword with all their strength, it always takes time to adjust their breath.
After a fierce battle, nearly a thousand people in this small town all stepped into the embrace of death, among which only one or two hundred died in the hands of the dozen or so "unintentional fighters", and more were killed by The violent flames burned to death or were directly choked to death by the bursts of smoke.
Their bodies were injured, but there was no expression of pain on the faces of the "Wuxin Warriors". When the dust settled, they sat there one by one, quietly bandaging their wounds, not caring at all about the wounds under their bodies. The area was soaked in blood.
The gun smoke gradually dissipated, and the strong smell of blood spread little by little. Corpses were scattered everywhere. The originally peaceful Delai Town turned into a Shura field.
"Okay, hand over the "scepter". I don't think you want to try the methods you have used before." The "executor" closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, all emotions were gone. Then all disappeared, and returned to the bland expression before.
Ignoring the other party, Donny Kers slowly closed his eyes.
This closure is forever.
Seeing the other party's behavior, "The Executioner" was not surprised at all, and he didn't say anything else, and directly opened the previous toolbox.
The blade like fish scales had just cut open the surface of the opponent's skin, but the "Executioner" suddenly heard a sound like the eruption of magma. He frowned. The sound seemed to come from Donnie X. Yes, before he could react, the agitating sound became louder and louder.
(End of this chapter)