Leopard of another world

The dark gray vortex shattered everything around them, and the fighting figures of the two became farther and farther away, gradually turning into two looming black spots in the middle of the sky, constantly colliding and pulling apart.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the lightning flashed its teeth and claws, splitting down at the end of the sky, and the dazzling bright colors reflected a pale face in an instant.

A black figure fell straight down, sinking into the distant horizon, and then another figure rushed down and disappeared in the same place.

"Which one fell first?"

"It's too far away, I can't see clearly..."

Lance stared at the faces of several subordinates, but failed to get a definite answer. The rain curtain formed by the torrential rain and the distance made it impossible to judge the situation of the battle. The battle between the soldiers in the wilderness was coming to an end. The dead artificial angel fell to the ground, forming a bloody hill, with broken limbs and arms everywhere.

At the end of the horizon, no one rises again.

Lance's knuckles were slowly distorted, and his cheek muscles tensed up. He couldn't make up his mind whether to take a look. He should believe in Samuel's strength, but what if Desmond got away with it?What if Samuel fell first?The person at the back followed and fell, and he was bound to kill the weeds. This war may have ended, but he didn't know which side was victorious.

Do you want to take a look?Do you want to take this risk?

Lance's eyes were full of struggles, and suddenly, he heard Arnold talking to himself.

"That direction seems to be the Abyss of Io."

As if a thunderbolt strikes in his mind, Lance's face changed, he put down the body in his hands, spread his wings, and rushed out of the barrier before everyone could react, and flew towards the direction where the two fell!

Io Abyss, he almost forgot that direction turned out to be Io Abyss!

Lance was short of breath, and rushed towards the abyss at the fastest speed. He did not forget that Samuel always went there again and again, and his health worsened every time he went there. He never found out what was in there, but his intuition told He, it was not a good place for Samuel.

He folded his wings and landed at the bottom of the abyss. The surrounding area was as dark and silent as ever. The thick dark atmosphere filled every inch of space, making Lance feel irritated from the bottom of his heart. He could smell a faint smell of blood in the air. He couldn't tell It was whose blood shed, but the intensity of the bloody smell was enough for him to find the direction of the two of them.

Passing through the first layer of enchantment, he was greeted by the familiar light power. As he walked forward quickly, he could only hear his rapid breathing and heartbeat in Nuoda's space, feeling the increasingly intense light Strength, he slowed down his pace, ahead, if he remembered correctly, was the second layer of enchantment, the enchantment he had never passed through.

The second layer of enchantment shone faintly in front of Lance's eyes. The power of the enchantment showed an extremely unstable state. The flickering flickering made it look like it would break at any time. Lance stretched out his hand, Without touching it, the enchantment suddenly flickered and completely lost its light.

The enchantment disappears automatically.

The moment the enchantment disappeared, a strong smell of blood rushed to his face, making Lance shiver violently, and his face became very ugly in an instant.

This smell...is Samuel's blood!

Almost running wildly, he rushed forward, his heartbeat and breathing were completely disordered, the chaotic footsteps were gradually absorbed by the repeated echoes of the cliffs on both sides, and the flickering light spots in his hands condensed into a simple but sharp sword. The power of the light element and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and finally reached an unbelievable level. After turning countless turns, the eyes suddenly opened up, and two fierce fighting figures were fighting hard not far away. Indistinguishable, the appearance of Lance caused the two of them to pause at the same time, Samuel's expression was stunned and undisguised anger was mixed, and Desmond, covered in blood, after seeing Lance's arrival, frantically died. Laughing weirdly.

"Lance, you poor wretch, until now you are still in Samuel's lie, you don't know it, you have..."

"To shut up!"

Samuel shouted loudly, and the Judgment Sword left his hand in an instant, and shot out. Desmond, who had reached the end of his strength, was pierced through his chest before he even had time to dodge. Half of the Judgment Sword sank deep into the hard rock. wall, nailing him to the rock wall.

"Cough...cough cough, did you fail..." Desmond's expression was almost crazy, he laughed while spitting blood, and raised his finger with difficulty to point at Lance: "Lance...you think you can still be chic? How long...you are but a...just a..."

Samuel punched Desmond on the cheek, and a few teeth spat out on the ground mixed with blood. Desmond smiled more happily, while Samuel's eyes were red, and the dark elements in his hands were getting thicker and thicker. To turn the opponent into a puddle of blood.

"Stop." Lance held Samuel's wrist: "I want to hear what he has to say."

"Lance, it's just a lunatic's nonsense, we must kill him as soon as possible to prevent any change."

"Cough...cough, Samuel...you also have...times to be afraid...you...you will all die...I won't let...you have a good time...wait..."

"Dead people don't need to talk." Taking advantage of Lance's unpreparedness, Samuel stretched out his hand and pinched Desmond's head, twisted it, and twisted it off.

"Samuel, what are you doing!"

Lance was furious, and grabbed Samuel's collar: "Are your ears just for display! You didn't hear me when I told you to stop!"

"Lance." Samuel seemed to have done nothing, smiled and wiped his blood-stained hands on his clothes, and then embraced his shoulders: "Let's go back quickly, I don't know what happened to the Temple of Demons, All in all, the biggest problem is finally solved, and there is cause for celebration."

"You..." Lance's eyes quickly turned cold, and he took a step back to distance himself from Samuel. He was too familiar with Samuel's nonchalant look. There must be something he didn't know. Thinking of Des just now He had to think more about Mond's words.

The eyes moved to the dead body without a trace. The body nailed to the wall maintained the movement at the moment before death. The four fingers of one hand of the dead body were slightly bent, and the remaining one was pointing in one direction. , as if to tell him something.

Lance's expression moved slightly, and he looked in that direction. Not far away, a huge stone pillar rose from the ground, almost occupying half of the space. He didn't pay attention in the chaos just now, but now he calmed down, and Samuel was in the air. Samuel's bloody smell seemed to be stronger, and obviously, Samuel was not hurt at all.

Lance glanced at Samuel coldly, raised his feet and walked towards the pillar.

Samuel's face finally changed, he grabbed Lance's wrist: "Go, let's go back."

"If you want to go back, go first." Lance shook off Samuel's hand unceremoniously, and continued to move in that direction. This time, Samuel stood in front of him with a complicated expression and a tone of voice There was even a hint of pleading: "Lance, let's go back, shall we?"

"Then tell me what's on the other side of the pillar."

"..."

"If you don't want to say it, then I'll have to go see it myself, Samuel. You'd better pray that you don't hide too much from me. I've had enough of endless deception."

"No! Lance, wait!"

Samuel hugged Lance's waist fiercely, trying to take him away from the place: "That's not interesting, let's go, you won't want to know."

"You have no right to make any decisions for me!" Lance pushed Samuel away unceremoniously. Hurt Lance, but always stop him firmly, not letting him take a step forward.

Lance became angry, and his attacks became more merciless. There were several wounds on Samuel's body in an instant, and blood gradually soaked out. His face was pale, but his eyes were extremely firm. Lance couldn't do anything for a while, and his face was extremely ugly.

While the two were entangled endlessly, a black figure suddenly flashed past them, taking advantage of their unpreparedness, it quickly rushed towards the stone pillar.

"Who?!"

Samuel was the first to react, his face was livid and terrifying, and the overwhelming murderous aura burst out instantly. Lance's face turned pale, and he involuntarily slowed down. In a blink of an eye, Samuel had already left the place, Follow the shadow.

Lance pursed his lips and followed closely.

"Evan, stay away from there!"

The moment Lance walked to the other side of the stone pillar, he heard Samuel's cold warning voice. He raised his head and saw Guangming Evan standing on the high platform at the bottom of the stone pillar, holding the saber with the blessing of holy water in his hand, and his The things placed behind him made his pupils shrink sharply.

A human head was placed upright against the stone pillar on the edge of the high platform. A few meters above the head, a bloody heart was hanging on the stone pillar, pulsating every time, and the blood dripped down the tip of the heart, falling At the top of the human head, it was absorbed in a strange moment.

The face of that head, Lance would never dream of forgetting—it was his own face.

"How is this going……"

Muttering to himself, Lance stood there cold all over, watching Guangming Evan raise his saber and swing it towards his heart in a daze. Samuel rushed up to the high platform and threw Guangming Evan away, but it was too late after all. Taking a step forward, the heart was cut in two by the sword just before Evan flew away, completely destroying it.

Lance felt a sharp pain trembling from the depths of his soul, and the wings on his back began to dissipate into countless light spots, which gradually spread from his limbs to his torso, and the suffocation of death struck him overwhelmingly. , Lance knelt on the ground, tried to open his eyes wide and looked at Samuel who was showing a panicked expression on the high platform, his eyes were full of bewilderment.

The king, who has never been fearless, finally showed a fragile and terrified expression at this moment. He wanted to rush to Lance's side, but he turned around and walked to the head after all, and cut his wrists in a panic and trembling, letting his blood drip It landed on the skull and was slowly absorbed. The moment the first drop of blood was absorbed by the skull, the dissipation of Lance's body stopped. Gradually, the light spots began to converge on him again, filling up the missing parts little by little. Complete him gradually.

"What the hell is going on? Tell me, what happened?" Lance looked at Samuel, who kept cutting his wrists and bleeding, and murmured his own question. A black shadow shrouded his head. He raised his head, Guangming Evan dragged a broken leg and moved in front of him, holding his sword high, with a cold killing intent in his eyes.

"You fucking stay away from Lance!" Samuel stood on the high platform and roared at Guangming Evan, turned around and wanted to rush down the high platform. The moment he left the head, Lance's body began to dissipate again, and his legs completely Disappears as a point of light.

"Get away from him! Get out! Get out as far away as possible!" The head's need for blood kept Samuel on the high platform, unable to leave. With a look of despair on his face, he hissed towards Bright Evan, whose saber was falling slowly, roared like a wild beast that was in a desperate situation, tears flowed down, and marks were drawn on his cheeks.

Lance raised his head and looked at the sword tip that was getting closer and closer to his forehead. At this moment, death had never been so close to him. Samuel's mournful shout and Guangming Evan's cold face gradually became blurred. The whole world was silent for an instant, only the light that could almost burn the eyes came out from the tip of the sword, getting closer and closer.

For an instant, the bright spots froze.

The world returned to color again. Lance looked at Evan blankly. The severe pain in his soul made him unable to concentrate. In a trance, he seemed to see Evan struggling in pain, holding his sword arm in mid-air He stopped, trembling constantly, his hair started to darken from dazzling bright gold, and then returned to bright gold, in an extremely unstable state, constantly changing, finally, at the moment when his hair instantly returned to golden, the tip of the sword swished Falling, Lance suddenly closed his eyes.

After a long time, the pain he imagined did not appear, but Lance felt the warm and sticky liquid splash on his face. He opened his eyes in surprise, but saw Evan inserting the sword into his abdomen with his backhand, and blood spattered everywhere. , trembling, pale.

His hair was a pure, beautiful black night.

"Evan..."

Evan, who fell on the ground, panted heavily, struggling to look at Lance with wet eyes, and spit out intermittent words: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

The ground suddenly began to tremble, becoming more and more violent. Desmond's body absorbed all the rich light in the air into his body, and the compressed high-concentration light was enough to cause irreparable damage to the entire plane. This was his last The hole card, even if he dies, he is not willing to leave alone. His death will inevitably pull the life of the entire plane to pave the way for him.

At the moment when the corpse exploded, the huge shock wave instantly shattered the head placed on the high platform. Lance's body quickly began to melt into a little bit of starlight, and the deafening roar continued, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. , he saw Samuel hugging him tightly, wrapping him gently with pitch-black wings, resisting the destructive power of the outside world.

Samuel tore his clothes, and the bloody hole in his chest was shocking. There was no heart there, only a festering wound. He hugged Lance tightly, as if he was holding the most important thing in his life. He stretched out his hand, Scratching the wound on his chest fiercely, let the fresh blood flow out again, dripping on Lance.

Samuel's eyes were astonishingly black, he looked at him tenderly and firmly, he placed a soft feather-like kiss on his forehead, and recited obscure sentences in his mouth.

"no, do not want……"

Lance struggled to hold Samuel's lips, but he forgot that he had lost both arms. He had seen that spell before, using the soul of the caster as a sacrifice, reshaping the bearer's body, and rekindling the spell. bearer's life.

In that moment of darkness, Lance heard Samuel's soft, almost reverent murmur.

"I won't let you, Lance, I won't let you..."