The Crowned God [West Fantasy]

Camillo felt that this month was longer than a year, and he lived a sleepless life, often relying on Zero to fall asleep.

The reason is that Zero's sense of hearing is sharper than that of ordinary people. Once an enemy moves, Zero can wake him up immediately.

Kiriya couldn't stand seeing him getting haggard, and persuaded him several times to let him take a good rest, and he should rest assured to leave his back to others.

Camillo would always answer her with one sentence: "Just this month."

He thought countless times, when this month is over, he will take Ling to a place where there is no one, a paradise with mountains and water, where Ling can bathe and play in the water every day, and he will spend the next short time quietly the rest of my life.Every time he changed the dressing, he could clearly see the black blood vessels under his skin spreading towards his heart in an unassuming and weird manner, depriving him of the feeling of his heartbeat every second—he knew he would not live long up.

If it was Roger, that man faced with this situation, what would he choose to do?

"Maybe he wouldn't let himself fall into this situation?" Camillo laughed self-deprecatingly.

Zero tilted his head in doubt, and stretched out his wings to cover Camillo in his arms, as if this would prevent the man from showing such a distressed expression.

Camillo had never wanted power like this for a moment. If he had the ability, Blue Sparrow and Matthew would not be missing, Zero would not be reduced to being used as a gift, and he would not drag Kiria down.No... He closed his eyes tightly, always feeling that something was wrong, and why he ended up in this situation.

Suddenly at this moment, Zero stood up and let out a hostile growl.

Camillo stood up vigilantly: "Where is it?"

In the past, Zero should be able to sniff out the enemy's position immediately, but this time it behaved very hesitantly, which probably means that there are more than one enemy team.

The dragon's low roar woke up the members of the Self-Defense Forces and Pera, and everyone rushed over and asked, "Where is the enemy?"

Zero leaned down and sniffed again, spread its wings to signal for everyone to board, and then it flew to a forest in the south of Aerys with them.

Pera came to her senses: "The enemy is using the forest as a cover, we can't see them, but they can see the dragon, Zero can't fly past!"

Camillo agreed. He asked Zero to put everyone on the border of the forest, and then divided the Self-Defense Forces into several teams, and entered the forest in groups to investigate. Once the enemy was found, the signal flares would be released.

When everyone was divided into groups, Pera asked him, "What about you?"

"Myself."

"How can this work?" Not only did Pera disagree, but others also expressed concern.

Camillo turned his head and stared at the crowd, his voice sank: "I am the captain, or you, shut up and go into the forest."

Pella and everyone were stunned. Camilo has changed a lot in the past few days. He is growing up and becoming a real leader.

This is exactly what the court expected.

Is Shenting about to move? Pella's fingertips almost pierced her palm, and she chased after worriedly.She ran for a certain distance in the forest, but she didn't see Camillo. What's going on... She clearly saw the direction he was walking in.

"Why are you following me?" Camillo came out from behind the tree behind her, his voice sounded particularly eerie at night.

Pera broke into a cold sweat from fright, and laughed quickly: "I'm worried about you..."

Camillo narrowed his eyes, but did not speak. He closed his eyes quietly and released his range perception. The reason why he wanted to act alone was because his detection range was larger than others, and there was no need to waste extra manpower .

Suddenly there was a stabbing pain in his left shoulder, "Uh!" He grabbed the sleeve of his left shoulder, his face pale.

"Ka, what's wrong with you!" Pera quickly supported him.

"It's okay..." He gritted his teeth and said, "There are three enemies 500 meters to the east, follow me."

The enemies this time are far more experienced than the recruit team last time. They realized that they were being perceived by others, but when they looked around vigilantly, a figure suddenly came down from the sky and broke the neck of one of them in an instant. .

"Ahhh! It's a traitor!" The other two panicked in an instant, and hurriedly raised their swords and slashed at it.

At this time, Pella's voice sounded: "God of Ice and Snow, please use your powerful power to freeze the enemy!"

A gust of unusual cold wind blew by, and the two people on the opposite side maintained their sword-holding postures, frozen in place like ice sculptures.

Camillo raised his eyebrows, began to perceive the next place, and asked by the way: "Is there really a God of Ice and Snow?"

Pella: "It is said that there have been countless gods in the world. Even if they disappear, their power will remain in the world. Yan Ling should respect every god."

"Awe?" Camelot smiled mockingly, "Let's go, this time to the west."

They knocked down another seven or eight opponents in a very short period of time, which made Camillo inexplicably miss the third round of the Ling Ling exam, but the biggest difference at this time was that the leader changed from Pera to him. .

"Why don't you try to follow a god," Perla asked. "You can really be blessed by your faith."

Camillo walked ahead, staring vigilantly at the surroundings, and the hot air he exhaled condensed into a mist in the cold air: "Do you think that believing in God can help you deal with the enemy on the opposite side? If you can, then you can only It's me, I'm my own god."

Just as Pella was about to argue, she was suddenly pulled over by Camillo. At the same moment, a vine covered in mucus burst out from the ground she just stepped on. entangled.

"Wood magic." Camelot locked his eyes on the magician hiding in the tree, rushed over and slashed, the sharp spiritual pressure instantly split the branch, but the figure was torn in half like a piece of paper, Then disappeared.

"It's a stand-in!" Pera said seriously.

Camillo took a deep look, retracted the knife, and led Pella to turn around and leave.

In a corner they couldn't see, a figure floated strangely in the air, and the other party's gloomy eyes locked on Camillo, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that I have to tell Your Majesty... this surprise."

This guerrilla warfare lasted until early in the morning. Members of the Self-Defense Force gathered in Linhui on time. They lost three people and injured ten people, but in comparison, the opponent was eliminated more than 40 people. win.

Camillo nodded with satisfaction: "Pella, take them back first."

"What about you?" She was a little surprised.

"I'll be alone for a while."

Everyone in the Self-Defense Force knew that no one could persuade Camilo to be stubborn, so they had to take a step first.

When those people were far away, Camillo walked back into the forest step by step. He finally couldn't help but groaned in pain. He struggled to tear off his clothes, exposing his skin to the cold air, but he didn't care about the cold at all. , because he was already sweating from the pain.

"Uh..." He finally tore off the bandage on his left shoulder, the bandage was almost all black, and he didn't need to know that black pus and blood were oozing from his shoulder.

Damn it, Camillo grabbed the snowball and pressed it towards the wound, trying to temporarily numb his pain with the cold.

"Ah-ahh!" He gritted his teeth, wishing he could swear some bad words at this moment, and finally he simply lay down in the snow, the biting chill temporarily suppressed the pain of the dark poison, making him recover slowly.

He stared at the dawn sky, quietly waiting for the pain to pass.

"What are you talking about! Camillo left alone in the forest?" Kylia almost went crazy, grabbed her weapon and rushed out of the hospital.

Pera chased after him: "I'll go find him with you."

"Fuck, don't follow me!" Kylia scolded, but she couldn't care less about pursuing responsibility at this time. The most important thing is to bring Camillo back, and now it's time for him to change his dressing. After taking the medicine, the pain of dark poison attack is comparable to sulfuric acid erosion.

Camillo in the forest heard footsteps in the distance, and he got up, "Pella...is that you?" The hand holding the sword hilt was slowly clenched. After a while, the footsteps suddenly disappeared. There is only endless weirdness left.

The arm muscles tensed silently, and a wind blade slashed behind his ear. Camillo suddenly turned his head and blocked the spiritual pressure with a single knife in his hand. Sparks flew in the air, and his arm was trembling slightly due to fatigue.

The cold blade reflected the face of the person coming.

He finally failed to block the spiritual pressure, and was repelled a few steps, a large amount of fishy sweetness welled up his throat, Camillo spewed out a large mouthful of blood, and knelt heavily on his knees.

Kylia and Pella have entered the forest at this moment, but Pella suddenly stopped and looked around with a serious expression: "...started?"

"What started?"

Pera's movements froze, and sweat oozes from her forehead: "Shenting, they are here."

"What are you talking about?" Kylia frowned, she just wanted to find Camillo immediately, but the next moment, Pera suddenly stopped in front of her.

"You can't go any further." Her tone was absolutely serious, and the faint murderous aura was also serious.

Kylia immediately drew out her dagger, slashed her hand across and stabbed Pella obliquely, "Whoever stands in my way dies!"

Pera took the wind as an obstacle, and retreated indifferently.

"You can't win, justice is on my side."

Kylia laughed coldly, but the voice gradually turned into a ferocious roar. A strong air flow swirled from the bottom of her feet, and a furious roar shot straight into the sky. Her eyes were red, and her fingers turned into claws, turning into In a state of complete madness, "Then come!"

In an instant, this place turned into a Shura field where either you die or I live.

Camillo gasped heavily, and stood up from the ground with difficulty inch by inch. He squinted his eyes and stared at his opponent, with unwillingness and anger, and in the end it was so simple that only the desire to survive remained.

"Long time no see... Wei Ya."

The silver curly hair danced fiercely in the air, and the immature face in the past has grown into the appearance of a mature man, strange and beautiful, Wei Ya showed a somewhat cruel smile, stood beside Amedeo, and even kissed him affectionately. holding each other's arm.

"Hehe, although what you did made me very disappointed, I am very satisfied with this kneeling ceremony just now."

Camillo's chest rose and fell rapidly, and he stared at Weiya like a trapped animal.

The other party came over with a sneer, but the voice was very leisurely, just like the chatting of old people when they meet again, "Why don't you kneel like this when you surrender."

Before the sound was finished, Camillo suddenly swung the knife, and the domineering wind of the knife tore through the air with a cold and biting killing intent.

And before the knife touched a single hair of Wei Ya, it was held firmly by a palm. Amedeo was holding the blade, and the blade was immediately stained red with blood.

Camillo's eyes sank, he pulled out the scimitar heavily, staggered and fell a step, he shouted hoarsely: "Use the sword!"

"Devil God, he actually asked you to use the Lingatsu sword, and he didn't even look at his current state, he would die with a light pinch."

Amedeo didn't respond to Wei Ya's teasing. He put his injured hand behind his back and stared at Camillo expressionlessly, but he didn't say a word, not even an expression.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" Camillo let out a heart-piercing roar, and rushed towards Amedeo with a knife.

"Since he wants to die," Wei Ya smiled gracefully, "then you should kill him."

Amedeo's eyes tightened, and a spiritual pressure condensed from his fingertips, blocking Camillo's blade. When the two confronted each other close at hand, he only heard Camillo say to him:

"I am also a man, even if I die, I will die in battle!"

Every word reveals a shocking aura.

Amedeo's eyes trembled slightly, and the spiritual pressure that was deliberately suppressed in his hand was finally released. The terrifyingly strong spiritual pressure should be enough to shatter the opponent's heart, but at that moment, Camillo also burst out from his whole body. There was a strong and fierce spiritual pressure, and the strength on the blade continued to increase, just as he said:

This is a battle that he will reward with dignity and never die!