quicksilver blood

Chapter 428 The Desperate and the Redeemer

However, for Chi Kajika at this moment, the arrow rain has lost its meaning.

He chopped off all the fingers of Marquis Saya with lightning speed, and put his rings on his fingers in the same order as Marquis Saya.

"—Fos!"

He whispered to Di Ming who was submerged in the arrow rain before, and at the same time raised his long sword.

The best case scenario is that the Marquis's enchanted item takes effect and the arrow is deflected.Even if it didn't work, Akakawa could block most of the arrows with her sword skills.

At first it looked like an iron arrow, but it wasn't until he chopped the first of the arrows that he realized that it was just a hollow ice arrow.

Considering Karal's industrial level, the cost of making a two-finger-wide iron arrow hollow is really too high.It's not as convenient as engraving the runes of reflow, hardness and sharpness on Frostbolt.

These vacuum ice arrows infused with special medicine may have excellent abilities against devils, but for ordinary people, they only feel slightly dizzy.Akajikaka is more or less a gold-rank warrior. Although he is not as capable of elementalizing his body as a priest, it is enough to ignore most poisons and curses.

After Akajika got used to it a little, he became immune to those weak hypnotic potions.On the contrary, the frost that exploded is much more troublesome.

Although in terms of his physique, he didn't feel particularly cold, but the layer of frost hanging on his body would dull his sense of touch and restrict the movement of his joints—this is the real deadly place .

And after all, Akajihua is not one of those Suze people who can ignore the weak cold. Once these frostbite accumulates to a certain extent, it will still pose some threats to Akajihua.

Fortunately, as he felt the energy in his body drain, an eggshell-shaped scarlet light curtain unfolded around him.The arrow immediately deviated and landed beside Chi Kajihua.

If it hadn't been for Akaneka to lift Marquis Saya from the ground in the end, the arrows ejected would be enough to shoot Marquis Saya into powder.

"A group of idiots... Is this posture trying to save people or silence them?"

Akakawa Hana didn't hide her sarcasm at all.

Those regular troops armed with special anti-devil weapons soon found that their attacks were ineffective.So they immediately threw the crossbow on the ground, removed their fixing belt and quiver, drew out their chopping swords and charged towards Akajihua.

That's right - a group of black iron-level mercenaries gave up their only advantage and tried to challenge a gold-level warrior.

However, Chikajika, who had been freed from Isma's control, no longer had the interest in slaughtering a group of mortals.This made him feel no joy at all, only the boredom of repeating a meaningless task.

Looking at the group of soldiers who were completely enraged by her, Chi Kajika curled her lips and didn't speak, just picked up the half-dead Marquis, who kept vomiting his internal organs and had his fingers cut off, and turned out of the crowd.

The reason why he brought the Marquis was because he suddenly realized something.

Since the Marquis would use the devil's weapon against himself, it meant that he really regarded himself as a devil, right?

In other words, the possibility that the Marquis deliberately planted Akakawa Hana can be directly ruled out.Coupled with "that lord" mentioned by the Marquis many times, Chi Kajika can almost narrow down the suspects to people.

--So.There is only one question left.

"Master Marquis, you should have noticed that I am not a devil. Then, can you tell me?"

While running sprinted, Akajika softly asked the dying Marquis of Saya in her arms, "Who is the 'master' you mentioned...?"

"Don't think about it."

Marquis Saya's face was pale, and he sneered at Chi Kajihua wearing a broken iron mask: "You are not a devil, but what you do is more terrible than the devil."

"That's the devil controlling my body..."

"Then how do I know...now...your will...is free?"

The Marquis of Saya taunted Chi Kajika with a sneer on his face, but in the middle of speaking, he suddenly twitched violently, his pupils gradually dilated, and his voice became intermittent.

...Damn it.

Has honor and stubbornness blinded him to anything?

Chi Kajika gritted her teeth, gave up the last trace of fantasy, and threw the Marquis of Saya to the ground without hesitation.

The Marquis of Saya immediately coughed up a big mouthful of blood, his whole body was trembling violently, something rolled in his throat, but he couldn't say anything.

Even if he is as great as the Marquis of Saya, he is nothing more than that when he is on the verge of death...?

"Then I'll set you free."

With an extremely cold voice, he pulled out the long dagger that had penetrated the chest of the Marquis of Saya, and directly inserted it between the eyebrows of the Marquis of Saya with his pale, powerful and steady right hand.

Under the killing skills of Akakaka Hana, the Marquis lost his life without feeling a trace of pain.

...This knife is surprisingly easy to use.

Unexpectedly, this was Akakaka Hana's first impression at this time.

It can only be said that under the control of Ismo, the act of killing hundreds of people did not have no effect on Akaji Flower.At this time, Akajika's mood was extremely calm, as if she had not killed a person, but just hunted and killed a monster leader, and she still had a sense of accomplishment and joy.

"...Father, Father?!"

An unbelievable voice came from the side.

It was quite clear and noble pronunciation, but her voice was shrunken and soft, if it wasn't for Akakaka Hana's good hearing, maybe she wouldn't be able to hear it at all.

Red Kajika, who was wearing an iron mask, raised her head and looked to her side silently.

A little girl with fluffy pink curly hair fell down and sat in the corner, looking at this place in horror under the cover of darkness, her blue and clear eyes were covered with a haze of despair, and the two tears were not on her own. When you notice it, slowly draw it from the cheek.

—It was Helga.

The daughter of the Marquis.

Holding a short knife stained with blood and brains, and wearing an iron mask, Chi Kajika tilted her head slightly, and immediately recognized her identity.

"You... are... this... save, save... who can... save..."

Looking at the terrifying, blood-stained iron mask, Helga, who was only in her teens, trembled all over her body. She couldn't even speak clearly, and her voice was full of tears.

……damn it.How to explain... No, there is no need to explain.It was true that she killed her father herself, there is no doubt about it.

But at this time, a terrifying and very tempting thought actually appeared in Chi Kajihua's heart: Shall we kill her together?
no, no--

Akajika shook her head immediately, dispelling her terrible thoughts.

"who are you?"

However, just as Chi Kajiwa was vacillating, a clear and steady voice came from the other side: "Sir, please don't do any hostile behavior...or I will attack you."

who is it?

Aka Kajihua looked away, her pupils shrank, but she almost laughed.

Although the man was only wearing a white robe, the familiar aura of Akashi Kajika on him had already revealed his identity.That was undoubtedly a priest.And I'm afraid he's still a bishop.

But what about the bishop in Caral?
As a joke, the priest is going to attack a warrior in Karal.

……snort.I'm in a hurry now, so I'll give you this favor for the time being.

Chi Kajika sneered, hung the dagger casually on her waist, raised her hands to show that she was not hostile, and slowly backed away.

Seeing that the bishop had no reaction, Akashika nodded with satisfaction.Then he climbed over the wall and left.

Seeing this, the pastor sighed deeply.

He walked to Helga and said in a heavy tone: "I'm sorry, kid... I don't have the confidence to keep him."

"No...you...don't need to care..."

Helga's eyes were full of tears, she was still sobbing, and her voice was full of tears, but her tone was very orderly: "Thank you very much...Thank you very much..."

The middle-aged pastor sighed again.He reached out and touched Helga's head lightly.

"Don't hold back, child, just cry if you want to cry."

Helga's crying was stagnant. She opened her mouth wide and froze for a few seconds, then her whole body suddenly collapsed, she fell on the pastor's shoulder, hugged him tightly with both hands, and wept loudly.

At this time, the regular troops had just arrived.Seeing this scene, they stopped in the distance, as if they were photographed in a certain atmosphere, and did not dare to approach.

For a moment, only Helga's mournful cry echoed in the air.

(End of this chapter)