quicksilver blood

Chapter 147 The Warrior Turns Right
It was a beautiful evening with the warm light of a fire.

The still very young Kluvien held an adult dagger tightly in his hands and raised his head stubbornly in the dark crowd.

"Cluwein Bonaparte, my sweet little Clen—why did you take up your sword?"

An old man whose face could not be seen clearly put his hands behind his back, lowered his head slightly, and spoke kindly.

Faced with the old man's question, the young Kluvern did not hesitate: "I want to protect everyone! Please give me the weapon!"

The sharp and clear voice unique to children echoed in the crowd, causing everyone to chuckle.

The old man seemed disappointed by Kluvien's answer, and chuckled as if he was relieved.

"If you hold a sword, how can you hold your friend tightly."

The elder smiled and handed the small round shield to Kluvern: "Come on, try this."

"Shield, shield?" Kluveen's small face flushed with anger, "This kind of rubbish is not a weapon at all! Only cowardly and incompetent people would carry it to feed wolves! "

"No no no..."

A meaningful look appeared on the elder's face: "Remember it, little Karen. The sword is the warrior's hunting dog, and the shield is the warrior's friend."

"However, Elder... if I hold a shield, it will be difficult for me to hold a sword," Kluvern's small face was wrinkled, and his tone was full of dissatisfaction, "If my friend is in danger, can I Do you want to shoot them with your shield?"

"Yes. Exactly."

Beyond his imagination, the elder confirmed his words with an extremely firm tone.

"You have to hold your shield high and rush ahead of everyone."

"Maybe no one will remember your name—people will remember the crossbowman who shot the most kneecaps, the pikeman who killed the most stupid cavalrymen, the swordsman who drew the most blood on his sword, but Only you are ignored."

"But you must therefore have the same pride in your heart as a crossbowman, a spearman, and a swordsman."

"You are not proud of your great achievements in battle, but you feel great honor for protecting your friend's head."

The elder lowered his head and stared at Kluvern, with an inexplicable light in his eyes.

"There's no better little warrior for a shield than you, little Cron."

"...well, if you insist."

Cruvien drooped his head weakly, and reached out his hand to take the buckler as if appointed.

Then, he suddenly remembered something, and he couldn't help but raised his head and asked with doubts: "In other words, I just need to stay by my comrades in the future and block arrows and spears for them? It's so easy... Can it really be called that?" To be a warrior?"

"--cannot."

Unexpectedly, the elder's negation was also straightforward.

"Little Karen, remember, the place that belongs to you is hell. You have such a personality, don't even think about escaping from hell."

"You will die. Sooner or later you will die on the battlefield."

"However, you must never let the battle behind you die in front of you—"

Yes, from the day he became a shield defender, Kluveen knew that this day would come sooner or later.

In the shadow cast by the flaming swords in the sky, the mountain people's shield guards did not retreat but advanced, and rushed to the very center of the sword forest without hesitation.

will die.

There is no doubt about it.Kluvien embraced that.

This is due to a rock-solid will.It is definitely not the madness before death.

Under the guidance of his own clear will, Kluvien rushed to hell without hesitation.

Cruvern held the blade shield in his left hand and launched a desperate charge towards Claudia.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-"

He roared meaninglessly, and the anger that death could not quench burned on his face, the anger in his eyes was almost bursting out, and the timid dared not look straight at all.

At this moment, the flowing fire in the sky slipped and fell down.

"Silver springs from the court of the elders. The bright morning star falls, and falls into it—"

For some reason, a sentence from the Elder of Lonely Mountain's teaching text flashed through Kluveen's mind like fragments of a meteor.

That is exactly the sense of destruction like a falling morning star.

A large number of "morning stars" burned like fire and dripped like water.

The overwhelming dark gray flames almost buried Claudia directly in it.

"what is this……"

Claudia raised her head, stared at the falling silver flames that almost drowned her entire field of vision, and murmured in a dreamlike voice.

The gray flowing fire gathered around her.

There are more than a hundred in number, and each beam of flowing fire is enough to turn the ground within fifty feet into scorched earth, but now the silver swords transformed from these flowing fires are falling with Claudia as the center!
It was as spectacular as a monster with a hundred heads being divided by a guillotine.

No, if you want to describe it, it should be a meteor beam directly bombarding the surface of the planet.

But just before Claudia was cut to pieces by the silver sword that fell from the sky, Kluvien rushed over with a roar.

He accidentally stepped on a clump of dry grass on the way to charge.The turbid gray flame that was quietly burning on the dry grass bit his left ankle without any accident, biting his calf and spiraling up rapidly.

Just as the gray flames spread to his waist, Kluvien had crossed Claudia and ran behind her.

And his blade shield had already been thrown towards Claudia's other side before that, and the iron chain surrounded Claudia and wrapped it in a circle.

The silver-gray sword has begun to fall—

In the end, Kluvern only had time to use all his strength to swing the blade shield. The iron chain slid in Kluvern's hands, and the iron chain wrapped around his wrist quickly untied the extended blade shield. Under the action of centrifugal force, the blade shield only took half a circle to fly more than ten meters away.

Just as the blade shield turned half a circle and reached the furthest point of the arc, the chain shook violently, and Claudia was thrown flying by the inertia.

Claudia flew nearly [-] yards before hitting the tree. Even though the kinetic energy was almost exhausted, when her heart suddenly hit the tree trunk, her body was shaken and a mouthful of blood was vomited out.

Under the heavy impact of her body, the snow on the big tree fell off in one breath, directly burying most of Claudia's body.

Before Claudia's vision fell into darkness, she saw that Kluveen's body was pierced by hundreds of silver-gray swords from all angles, firmly nailed to the ground, and blood spattered everywhere.

"what……"

What she didn't know was that Kluvern still didn't die at this moment.

He panted heavily, showing a ferocious smile.

can feel it.

The bones cracked and cracked, the bone marrow was burning, and the scorching breath leaked out from the body.

But what gushes out from the inside of the body along with the crack in the skin is far beyond the usual bursting power.

This is also the reason why he was able to throw Claudia so far in the end, throwing her out of the gray sea of ​​flames in one go.

His eyeballs were immediately burned into coke due to the high temperature in his body, and silver flames gushed out from several holes in his face.

The remaining power is probably enough to do one thing...

So Kluveen let out a hoarse, leaky laugh with his burned vocal cords, and threw out the blade shield that ejected all the blades and brought the rotation speed to the extreme in a certain direction.

That's where the attack came from in the first place.

Even if the other party deliberately hides it, it is impossible to hide it from Kluvien.

In his pitch-black vision, which was burned by the fire, a flame-like warm light suddenly lit up.

"Finally, little Karen, you have to remember one thing... that is, heaven is on the left," the elder's voice gradually echoed in his ears, getting louder and louder, "the warrior goes to the right -"

Hearing the tearing sound of the blade shield hitting the flesh in the distance, Kluvern finally stopped suppressing the poisonous fire in his body and let out a hoarse laugh. A hoarse and indistinct voice echoed like a ghost:

"—I will drag you with me when I go to hell!"

(End of this chapter)