Lord of War

  Galad, now one of the six factions of the floating chamber, the spiritual symbol and leader of the Darkblood School.

  His appearance made the formerly weak Dark Blood faction the most powerful faction in the Floating Chamber, and even created the most glorious and glorious three-hundred years of the Dark Blood faction, and once made the Floating Chamber into the dark blood faction. It's just that after Locke's disappearance, it became a story that only belongs to the legend. For this reason, Jarad had to change some of the behavioral policies of the Darkblood School-although this move caused the Darkblood to lose a large number of personnel, But it also kept the dark blood faction's core strength.

  It is not difficult to imagine what losses would be caused to the Dark Blood faction, and even the entire floating chamber and floating island if Jarad died in this rebellion.

  The most direct and effective means of change is often to start with hunting at the highest level.

  The long sword in Locke's hand pierced towards Jarad's heart without hesitation.

Astral Assassin is an extremely efficient special assassin class. They have the strongest instant personal assassination ability-although Sean does not know the principle, and those players who have successfully transferred to Assassin can't tell the specifics. However, in the commonly understood category, it is probably equivalent to forcing the target to appear from the area around the selected target when invisible with the help of the system, and giving a certain damage bonus.

   Facing Locke’s almost mortal blow, Jarad did not appear any panic.

  He also waved his hand without hesitation, and directly grasped Locke’s long sword, ignoring that the sharp blade itself was a kind of injury.

Seeing that Jarad had directly grasped his weapon without taking any protective measures, Locke's expression did not change at all. Instead, he gritted his teeth and held his left hand on the hilt, completely using all the strength of his body. Poured into both hands, pushing the long sword vigorously.

  He didn’t want to let go of such a perfect attack opportunity!

   "You really changed." The long sword advanced a millimeter with difficulty, as if some very special power was locked on the sword at this time. Stopped Locke’s advancement, "You, blinded by the fire of revenge, not only forgot my domain ability, but also forgot the most basic ability to use.... Even if it belongs to the category of legendary ability, but from legendary ability. We who have fallen in the environment. We shouldn't forget it ourselves. Even if... we can't fully exert this ability 100% anymore."

   "Ah!" Locke ignored Jarad's preaching and was still working hard.

  Galad slowly closed his eyes. Although he did not let go of Locke's attack, he did not attack Locke either. A painful color appeared on his face, and from his closed eyes, he could still clearly see the movement of his eyeballs and the frowning of his brows. It was not difficult to guess the mood of Jarad at this time. But even so, Jarad still didn't swing his butcher knife at Locke.

"what--!"

  In front of the commander’s building, which has been ruined like ruins. Only Locke's roar, mixed with unwillingness and anger, still resounded.

  "Tell me the reason!" Jarad opened his eyes suddenly. Not only did he roar, but he also waved his right hand—the long sword that was also held tightly in his hand finally swung towards Locke.

  There is blood, pouring out from mid-air.

  Galad’s long sword Locke swung across his chest, not only tore Locke’s bra, but also the sharp blade swept across his chest.

but!

  Unlike the situation imagined by Jarad, the blood flowing out was not bright red, but dark red, with a strong rancid smell. It is as if a clotted blood soaked in a special liquid finally melts into plasma again. And Locke's chest, which was exposed because the bra was torn apart, was not a healthy flesh color. It is a gray-black color, which not only emits a strong stench, but also has dark purple patches on it.

  When the dark red blood spilled on Jarad's body, a corrosive sizzle and white smoke came out immediately.

  Galad’s light armor was melting rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, just like dripping hot water on butter. And even more frightening, this kind of ablation is not just for metal. When Jalad’s is sprayed on the shoulder armor and breastplate with strong corrosive blood, it will drip on it. The corrosive blood on the body actually began to corrode Jarad's body even further.

   Soon, a large amount of blood began to flow out of Jarad.

   But Jarad had never heard of it before, just staring at Locke's body, not caring about his body that could already be called seriously injured.

"Reason?" Looking at Jarad like this, Locke smiled nervously, "Ah, as you can see, my teacher...this is the reason, the reason for my revenge, I want to destroy everything. The reason. I...the reason for killing you!"

   "The corpse is resurrected..." Jarad muttered in disbelief, "Who is this evil forbidden technique...! Who used this evil forbidden technique on you!"

"Does it matter?" Locke tilted his head, then his left hand loosened, and his right hand stopped working. "As I said, everything doesn't matter anymore. What's more, even if I tell you who resurrected me , What can you do? Can you still attack the Supreme?... From the moment I was resurrected by him, I stayed in that dim place for more than a hundred years... So, just to enjoy this The pleasure of revenge!"

   "The highest...could it be..." Jarad's face changed slightly, "Guardian Lord?"

   "So... my teacher, can you take action against Lord Guardian?"

   "We can tell Master Assali!" Jarad said in a deep voice, "Master Assali is also a guardian! He must..."

   "Yeah... and Lord Assali... the fair guardian..." Locke whispered.

   "Yes, that's right..." Jarad agreed.

  But at this moment, Locke suddenly exerted force, holding the long sword in his right hand, and slammed it towards Garad again!

  At this time, Jarad had relaxed his vigilance, so there was no power to stop it. Moreover, he had never expected that Locke would attack him in this state, so much so that when the sword stabbed at him. Not only was he unable to stop it, but he couldn't even avoid it, so he could only try his side slightly to avoid the attack of this sword as much as possible.

   Seeing that his attack failed again, he did not pierce Jarad's heart. But just wiped it against the atrium. Locke's face showed a hideous face, and he suddenly tried to make the long sword cut horizontally, smashing Jarad's heart in one fell swoop.

   But this time, Jarad was already prepared, and it was naturally impossible for Locke to succeed. He stretched out his hand again to grasp the body of Locke's long sword, letting the blade cut his palm, dripping drops of blood to the ground. But he still didn't swing his sword at Locke. It just kicked Locke fiercely and kicked him out. But at this moment, Jarad didn't dare to pull out the long sword that had pierced his chest, because the sword had penetrated his body. If he pulled out the sword without treatment, it would worsen his injury.

   Locke slowly stood up from the ground, then wiped the corners of his mouth, his face showed a strange expression that he didn't know what to express.

   "My teacher. You taught me not to be naive, but look at yourself..." The corner of Locke's mouth pulled out an amazing arc. At this moment, Jarad truly believed that this student who had made him extremely proud was really dead, "...you actually believe those things I just said? Ahaha, even I don’t believe it myself. Would you believe it? Haha..."

Locke laughed extremely exaggeratedly. He clutched his stomach, then kept twitching, and let out a terrible laugh: "I have told you that you are no longer my faith, but you...ahaha ... actually believed my words as true, hahahaha...what a naive..."

   "How can you become so sad!" Jarad roared and stood up, and the next moment he directly raided in front of Locke, and the long sword in his hand smashed towards Locke's head.

  The whistling sound of the sword's edge waving in the air was particularly harsh, really like thunder.

  It is hard to imagine that with Jarad's current strength, there is actually the power to issue such a destructive attack.

However, in the face of such a threatening attack, Locke didn’t have the slightest fear. He avoided Jarad’s attack at the moment he couldn’t let it happen, and he even had the ability to stretch out his right hand to hold his own handle. The hilt of the long sword in Ladd's chest. However, when he tried to draw his sword out, he realized that Jarad did not relax this time. His left hand always firmly held the small half of the blade exposed in front of his chest. Let Locke move a bit, and when he attacked the empty right hand, his wrist immediately changed, the long sword changed from sweeping to vertical split, and then he slashed towards Locke again.

  In desperation, Locke could only let go and retreat, avoiding Jarad’s attack.

  Only this time, it dodges a little embarrassed.

  Jian Feng touched the ground.

  The earth is like fragile ice crystals being dropped by a giant hammer, collapse and cracks spread rapidly.

  However, such a fierce attack movement seemed to make Jarad a little overwhelmed. His right leg staggered a little.

"Why, are you old?" Locke said with a smile looking at the flaws revealed by Jarad, "My teacher, don't worry, even if you die, you can be like ours soon, because... "Just halfway through Locke's words, his whole person was suddenly stunned, and his eyes appeared to be broken and sluggish. Seeing this scene appeared, there was a glimmer of shock in Jarad's eyes, but it was very Was soon replaced by awakening and heartache.

   "Teacher..." The sluggish and disintegrating color in Locke's eyes quickly reunited, but it was not the neurotic madness of the past, but a kind of peace and clarity, "Teacher... I'm sorry..."

   "Mind control!?" Jarad hurriedly walked to Locke's side, and helped Locke who was collapsed on the ground, "This is...what's going on?"

"I... don't know." Locke said with some difficulty, "Teacher... please... kill me! I can... see my behavior, but I can't control... teacher... I beg You, kill me!"

   "Rock, don't worry, there must be a way..."

"No, it's useless." Locke convulsed suddenly and violently. When he finally calmed down, his originally normal face also began to turn gray, as if death had begun to spread in his body. "I...was resurrected by Lord Babylon. He magnified the darkness in my heart, so... I became his weapon... I just felt the fall of Lord Babylon, so my negative mind control was only possible. Being relieved...I'm already, I can't live anymore..."

   "No! It must be..."

  Galad's words were not finished, Locke's left hand had already begun to gradually turn into gray powder.

"Teacher... please, kill me!" Locke glanced at his left hand and began to speak faster, "I don't have much time left. But... I hope that I can still die like a human in the end, and It's not... annihilated like a monster."

"Do not……"

"Teacher!" Locke's left hand has completely turned into powder, and even his legs have begun to turn into powder little by little, and his clothes, as if affected by the acceleration of time, are beginning to become worn-out. , Seems to be turning into powder along with his body, "Please...Teacher!"

   "Rock..." Jarad stood up tremblingly, and then pointed the tip of the long sword at Locke's heart.

Looking at Jarad’s appearance, Locke lay quietly on the ground, his face showing the gentle and gentle smile of the past: "I’m sorry, teacher. That day, I finally couldn’t hold back my breath and didn’t listen to your words. At home... I'm sorry, teacher, but I still worry about you now.... I'm sorry..."

   "Ah!" Jarad uttered a particularly awkward roar, like a wounded beast, tears flowed from his eyes, and then began to drip down the cold mask and cheeks.

"But...thank you, sir." Locke smiled and narrowed his eyes. "I've always been...very happy for your care. The sword that stabbed you was not my intention, but I I can’t help myself, I’m sorry, teacher. In the end I worried you. But...really, thank you, teacher."

The long sword pierced Locke's heart.

  Along with the penetration of the long sword, it took away the last trace of Locke's remaining perception and consciousness.

  At the same time, it also completely cut off the last remaining contact between him and the operator.

  In the ear, there was a very slight soft noise.

  Even if you don’t look at it, Jarad knew that when his sword pierced Locke’s heart and completely ended his consciousness, his body also turned into powder at this moment. (To be continued~^~)

  PS:  The cough is so painful, this chapter is yesterday. The day before yesterday...no change, sorry.