swear to love heaven

After a few rounds, the two people who were still out of breath were seriously injured. Ramones' whole body was bruised, and there were dozens of cuts, big and small. The blood stained the delicate white robe, which was dazzling. The red color scattered in the night wind with a strong smell of blood, which made all the soldiers watching the battle clearly feel that the young pharaoh in charge of Egypt had an almost childlike stubborn temper that would never admit defeat.

Obviously, as his opponent, Lemomena is not much better.

Panting with difficulty through the face mask, she glanced at the fresh wound on her right arm that Ramones had left when the two passed by just now. The fresh smell of blood soon overwhelmed her rapid breathing. Gathering his mind, he raised his eyes.

The silent shot, the quiet and condensed eyes, and the heavy and chaotic breathing were all awakened by the crisp sound of the long swords striking each other. The figure that was fighting with all its strength exuded a hot and dazzling light, which was deeply engraved in the eyes of everyone. Such a dazzling and bright light has already overshadowed the bright torch in his hand, and it is so arrogant that people can't look directly at it.

The moment they passed by, two streams of blood mist splashed in each other's eyes. Different eye colors and the same blood light dyed two pairs of bright red eyes...

It is not difficult to see that apart from the similar exhaustion and pain, they also hold similar appreciation and excitement... the appreciation from Pharaoh's eyes, and the excitement from Lemomena's eyes.

"It's been a long time... I haven't found such a suitable opponent, hehe..." Ramonsis raised his hand to wipe the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, and he laughed softly, his brows were slightly frowned by the pain, but the corners of his mouth grinned even wider. A playful picture of a child.

"Compared to the wolves, tigers and leopards in the mountains, you are indeed more difficult to deal with. The Egyptian pharaoh who is in charge of the desert country really lives up to his reputation." Adjusting his breathing, he stood sideways, the sharp iron sword wrapped in warm blood, and the viscous liquid dropped drop by drop Falling from the edge of the sword into the sand, without a sound.

Raising his eyebrows, with a little wry expression, he asked narrowly: "Are you praising me? It doesn't sound like it."

Accumulated wounds spread across the right side of the body, while the left side, protected by the carapace, remained intact.When the two fought, she had tried to reduce the attack on her right side as much as possible, but... this overly shrewd and capable Pharaoh seemed to have discovered that her right side was the weak point, so she only attacked on the right side, so that she could avoid his first attack. The first fierce attack is bound to be injured by the second time.

"It's rare for me to praise others so sincerely. You really impress me." Tell the truth sincerely.

"That's really my honor, Lemomena." Out of politeness, he nodded lightly. In his memory, he had never bowed to anyone other than his father. This mysterious woman with courage and scheming was worthy of his sincerity. Full appreciation.

"It seems that I have to be more serious, otherwise I will really fall under your sword." A sigh, hiding a playful pastime, hiding a vigilance that seems real and fake.

Laughing loudly, the trembling shoulders affected the wounds all over his body, and the severe throbbing pain still couldn't stop Ramoneses from laughing almost impolitely. After a while, he tilted his head, and the blade slowly leveled from his side, The point of the sharp edge is the black-robed figure standing in the colorful night wind ahead

At the moment when her toes touched the ground, the sword in Ramoneses's hand slashed at Lemomena's right waist from bottom to top. At such an angle and speed, she had no time to block it with the sword. Or run away.

What awaits her will be a fatal blow, enough to bring her death or serious injury, and enough to draw a perfect end to this solo fight.

Seeing that Lemomenna was about to be injured, Kalisi rushed forward in shock regardless of the guards' obstruction. The Egyptian guards grabbed her arms from left to right, trapping her in place... Her long black wavy hair fiercely In the struggle, the flames were broken layer by layer, and the fear of death spread in a rush of blackness. At the moment when her pupils shrank suddenly due to horror, everyone held their breath and focused on the upcoming clear victory or defeat. .

However, the moment everyone was waiting for did not come as expected. On the contrary, a scene that shocked everyone froze the astonishment in people's sights, and even froze the scream that was about to come out from their wide-open mouths.

That sword, living up to everyone's expectations, slashed on Lemomena's waist, the position remained the same, but the direction changed...

Lemomena turned around abruptly the moment the sword fell... Just like that, the sword hit her left waist instead of the right.

There was no blood, she didn't fall down, she didn't even cry out in pain... She just stood there, looking at the sword in Ramones' hands, her eyes were quiet and inexplicably frightening.

Then, she suddenly drew out her sword and stabbed lightly at Ramoneses who was still stunned. The moment the sword head sank into his shoulder, the flesh stuck tightly to the cold sword body, making a muffled tearing sound.Immediately afterwards, the wrist was flipped, and the blade of the sword swung horizontally, cutting a foot-long slit, and blood flowed profusely from the shoulder... Everything happened so fast, all in an instant.

The drawn sword was dyed bright red by the hot blood. The moment when the dazzling and warm color fell into the sand, it also fell into the horror and confusion of people's eyes.

Pressing his shoulders, his precarious body stepped back a few steps. Ramoneses' empty eyes were filled with unbelievable horror, ignoring the body in severe pain. The shock had overwhelmed all the sensations brought by his body.

Khaleesi stopped struggling, her blue eyes reflected Lemomena's silhouette, her trembling breath was drowned by tears, she raised her hand to press her lips that were about to scream, her body could not help but to stand in the sudden breeze trembling.

Sharma was also stunned. She looked at Lemomena who was standing still with difficulty breathing, and searched her waist. Except for a hole in the robe at the waist, there was no trace of blood overflowing at all. How could it be... ...how could this be possible! ?

Surprise, or fear, was written on everyone's distorted faces, making it impossible to tell the difference.

"Why?!" Swallowing the sweet fishy smell that came out of his mouth, his hoarse voice revealed deep doubts, still a little unwilling.

"Did I win, Your Majesty?" Avoiding the important and answering the question.

"Why are you safe and sound? If you're wearing armor, then what kind of fair competition is this? If it's not fair, how can you win against me?" He asked sharply, his eyes filled with awe-inspiring anger, and the sword tipped to the ground, holding on due to excessive blood loss. And the body that started to weaken, the anger dissipated the feeling of dizziness, and he gritted his teeth in pain.

The voice sank, vaguely. "I'm not wearing armor."

"Then what's going on here?" He glanced at her left waist, his doubts became more obvious.

Indecision, it seems to be hesitating, and it seems to be meditating alone.After a long while, he plunged the bleeding sword into the hard sand, slowly raised his hand, his fingertips went up his left arm, and finally stopped on his shoulder. , hiding the tone that makes the heart inexplicably tighten.

"You'll see it when you see it with your own eyes."

"No--Lemomenna, don't...don't..." An exclamation interrupted Lemomena's movements.

When warm tears slid down her cheeks for an unknown number of times tonight, Kalixi looked at her through the turbulent tears, her whole body seemed to be emptied of its soul, empty.However, it is also full of sentimentality, filled with choked sobs that are difficult to breathe... Sadness is a bright and fiery emotion.

Smiling, the breathing through the mask was slightly chaotic, a faint mist lingered in the brown eyes, a soft light, rubbed away the murderous blue flames that were still burning fiercely in the eyes just now.

"It's okay, Khaleesi... this is the real me, and I never mind being seen." She said, after a very plain sentence, there was a slight sound of linen being torn, and she was torn easily Cracked, and the temperature in the air has dropped to freezing point, once again condensing everyone's heartbeats into loud screams in the eardrums.

The light of the torch dances in the black night wind; the light of the moon shines in the arms of the stars; people's eyes are broken on the blue arm.

The cyan armor has a delicate and rough texture, a dazzling color like a monster, and a predatory aura like a beast... This is something that should not appear on a human body, but it really covers Lemomena's well-proportioned left Arm... the entire arm, not a single bit of human skin, only tightly wrapped blue scaly skin.

People who were overly frightened, forgot to breathe, just stared stupidly at Lemomena's arm, their eyesight was close to the edge of madness, that is when human beings experienced a huge shock, they no longer believed in the "seeing is believing" "The true expression of this sentence.

Aziz walked forward silently, shook off the black cloak in his hand, put it on carefully for her, and then retreated.

Even though his body was blocked by the cloak, Lemomenna could still clearly feel people's fiery and panicking gazes attacking him like needles and thorns, ignoring those panicked gazes soaked in panic, ignoring those people with malicious intentions. With a hostile look, she raised her hand and pulled off the mask without any hesitation.

Looking at the black face scarf like a floating flower, it bloomed melodiously in the stiff and dead evening wind, and then fell quietly and lonely on the ground with stubborn arrogance.

"...you..." Finally found his own voice that gradually disappeared with his breathing, Ramonsis asked stammeringly, the strong shock made his voice sound weak. "How...how...how did this happen?!"

"I just want to know, can I take Khaleesi, Your Majesty?"

The inaudible low sigh was heard by no one, and the golden brown eyes, catching the shadow of the cool autumn night, quietly watched the astonished and terrified Ramoneses.

The blue armor on the left cheek, in the moonlight filled with people's confusion and panic, bloomed a cold light of determination and arrogance, without hesitation occupying Kalixi's blue eyes that were entangled with deep grief...