Three Philosophical Questions for Travelers

However, if it is not pulled out, the power of frost will flood into his brain.Then he was dead.This strange man had the courage of a strong man to sever his wrist. With a sudden force, he pulled out the knife and his eyeballs, and his eyes froze into a blood-red ice hole.

The demon monk suffered a big loss, and he didn't dare to go forward to fight again, so he retreated to the back.However, seeing that the demon monk was injured, the others did not dare to step forward to die.A group of people shrank to the periphery to watch again.

Razor thought to himself: These guys are not justified, the most troublesome thing is Kentian.

Kentin?

Thinking of this, he turned his head and found that Kentien was gone.

Just a few seconds of effort,

Razor broke out in a cold sweat—huh?He was still here just now?

At this moment, the ground beneath his feet trembled slightly.As usual, he probably wouldn't care.But Razor's spirit at this moment is as tense as the strings of a violin, and if there is something wrong, he immediately backs away.

At the same time, Kentien burst out of the ground.This scarlet flamingo is like a subterranean volcano with a broken shell, soaring into the sky with hot steam.

Although Razor made evasive actions, he still couldn't completely dodge the attack.

Kentien's spear grazed Razor's thigh, and with a ripping sound, it tore a slit in his left leg.Then the razor was knocked into the air by Kentien, the pain made him dizzy for a while.In mid-air, in a trance, when he saw the phoenix, he flapped his wings and swooped down towards him at a speed faster than a free fall.

Crap, he thought, I'm having a hard time adjusting my position in the air.It's too late even if you use your mind power!

The point of the gun almost pierced the face, and the razor was suffocated by the heat.Although he raised his two knives to block, he knew very well in his heart that his two knives would not be able to stop Kentian's spear.

However, at this critical moment, there was a thunderous sound in his ear.

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, Kentien was hit by something, screamed in pain, and changed the trajectory of the attack.The razor also fell safely to the ground.

He froze for a moment before realizing it was a gunshot.

He is not too sensitive to the sound of muskets, because this thing is too rare, and only Dara Kasha has a few of them.This thing is powerful and accurate, but it reloads too slowly and is too prone to error, so Razor doesn't like this new weapon.What's more, it might be okay for a musket to bully ordinary people, but it can scratch the skin at most when dealing with soldiers of the level of the pro-guards.

So who fired the shot?

He stood still and looked towards the place where the gunshots came from.He saw a one-eyed ranger walking towards him with a gun in one hand and a sword in the other.Behind the ranger were dozens of mercenaries, all wearing hard leather armor, holding axes and shields.

"Old Mike!" he yelled.

"Young man, I think you are still too young." Old Mike blew on the hot muzzle of the gun, "You still have to learn from the old men about fighting in groups."

At this time, Kentien also slowly got up from the ground, and the shot just hit Kentien's right cheek.A small piece of his cheek was dented, and the bullet lodged in his skin.He squeezed his face with his hands, squeezing the bullet out like squeezing a pimple.Then a spark flashed, and the wound disappeared without a trace.

Old Mike was startled when he saw this scene. He asked Razor, "Okay, now it's time for the old man to ask you, what is this thing?"

SS Assembly Order, XIII

SS Assembly Order, XIII

There was no time to explain, Kentien had already killed the old ranger.The shot just now failed to hurt him, but it really angered him.He flapped his wings to accelerate himself faster than any animal Razor had ever seen.In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Old Mike.

Although Ranger has some skills, he is not as good as God of War after all. However, this old guy is very cunning. When he saw Kentien stabbing him, he didn't run or hide, but just lay down on the ground - this is the most effective There is a way to dodge, Kentien's spear can sweep and stab, he will die wherever he runs, and the spear is too long after all, if he wants to stab down, he needs to change his posture.

Just as Kentien changed his posture, the old ranger raised his gun again.There was a bang, and the bullet hit Kentien in the jaw.

The jaw is a terrible place, and few people can exercise to exercise here.Even God of War has soft flesh on his chin.

A musket shot at close range, the bullet almost pierced his jaw.Kentien took a step back clutching his chin in pain.Old Mike hurriedly shouted: "Boy, don't come to help!"

Without his shouting, Razor appeared behind Kentien.At this moment, he couldn't care less about keeping his hands, and the two knives directly slashed at Kentian's vitals.Kentien had a premonition and turned back to fight him.

Old Mike called the mercenaries to do it, and at the same time, the descendants of the sea god also ordered the night gods to join the battle.The melee began.The mercenaries with tomahawks fought with the night spirits with spears. The mercenaries brought by Old Mike were all well-trained, and many of them were fierce hunters.Leng was anxious with these half-fierce night gods.

Razor doesn't care about other people's business, he must concentrate on dealing with Kentian.If this former comrade-in-arms can be subdued, then the rest will be a piece of cake.

He and Kentian looked at each other, neither of them dared to make a move first.After the contest just now, both of them figured out each other's sense of proportion.

The rain is getting heavier and the wind is getting colder.The black cloud covered the red star, and after losing the magic power of the red star, Kentien became more and more calm.

The mercenaries and night spirits in the outer circle were fighting and shouting, while the two in the center were as quiet as the eye of a tornado.

"Kentin, we have no reason to fight." Razor tried to talk to him again.

This time Kentien seemed to say a few words, "I...Kentine...my Flora..."

"What did you say?" Razor didn't understand what he said.

"My... daughter... my... bloodline!" He roared angrily, hot white air came out of his body, and then dazzling white light shot up into the sky.Everyone is blinded by the light.Fortunately, Razor has learned the ability to listen to voices and distinguish positions, so he can continue to fight even if he is blind.

He knew Kentien was coming towards him, but the spear was too fast, and he didn't have time to tell the direction of Kentien's gun by the sound of the wind.

He didn't dodge the shot.

The spear hit Razor in the shoulder, lifting him up.Then Kentien charged like a bull, running straight ahead with the razor, smashing him hard into a stone wall.With a bang, the stone wall collapsed, and he lost consciousness from the razor pain.

At this moment he heard Kentien speak.

"Razor, I...remember you..." He spoke the ancient alchemy language, but this time the syllables were clear, "Soldier of the Guards, Razor, King of Metal..."

"You still know me?" Razor grabbed Kentien's spear with his mind to prevent it from piercing deeper.

"I almost didn't know him!" Kentien let out a piercing laugh. "Because you've become too weak, Razor! The Guards don't tolerate weaklings."

Razor was furious, he pulled out the throwing knife from his waist with his thoughts, and shot towards Kentian's face.Kentien blocked a few blows casually, but the edge of his neck was still scratched.A stream of blood dripped down.

This can be said to be some kind of coincidence of fate, and the stream of Kentien's blood was sprinkled on Razor's face impartially.

Blood is the source of the magic power of alchemy, and also the catalyst for all magical movements.This drop of magical blood stimulated Razor's nerves. He felt a splitting headache at first, and then a kind of nameless fire ignited in his chest.

1 years ago, the razor and Kentien fought a duel, and they were tied; 1 years later, the razor was stuck on the wall by Kentien, hanging up like a trophy.

Why?

You are the phoenix, the person blessed by the God of Flame Refinement, the guardian of the red star, and the god of war of the personal guards—then am I not?I am the razor, the commander of all blades and metals, the guardian of the altar, the defender of the iron order, the steel forges my body, the ice melts my blood, I am the razor, the god of war who refines demons.

"Kentin, if you want power, I'll show you my power!"

After saying this, the power in Razor's body was completely detonated!After countless battles, he finally retrieved all his past life memories.Strength, speed, and previous moves all flooded into his mind.

Frost gushed out from the wound, freezing Kentien's weapon instantly.Kentien felt bad, so he drew his spear.At this moment, Razor's eyes released a terrible blue light.Then, all metals from all directions flew towards him—whether it was the spears of the night spirits, the battle axes of the mercenaries, or the helmets and armors, everything that could be called metal rushed towards him.

Those metal substances melted into molten iron in the air, and then covered Razor's body and diffused into his body.

Then, he used powerful thoughts to distort the shape of his double knives—one long and one short double knives became two perfectly shaped arms with flexible joints, and the ten fingers became ten sharp blades.

The wind howled, the thunder whipped the dark clouds, and the torrential rain poured down.Razor roared like thunder.

"Kentin! You woke me up," he interlaced his fingers and made a clanging sound, "then you must bear my wrath!"

Kentine made a fool of himself and said, "I'd love to, Razor!"

They collided again.

After awakening, Razor became more powerful. He can no longer just manipulate metal with his mind, he can now change the shape of metal with his mind.His whole body was wrapped in invisible liquid metal, and Kentien's attack had almost failed him.

Ten-fingered steel claws, ten sharp blades, a metal storm in a storm.The phoenix's flesh cracked, and the hot blood evaporated the raindrops into clouds of white smoke.

The mercenaries and night spirits lost their weapons and ceased fighting one after another.The people were divided into two parties again, each watching their own God of War.

The two were evenly matched in strength, but Kentien was insane, so Razor still had the upper hand.He found a chance and broke the tendon in Kentien's right hand with a sharp blade. Phoenix suffered from pain and could no longer hold the spear.Razor snatched his weapon with his mind and kicked him away.

"It's decided!" Razor said.

At this time, the rain suddenly stopped.The cold and sticky rain finally disappeared, and Razor felt very happy in his heart.Lorelai exclaimed: "Why did it stop? I didn't stop casting spells!"

At this time, a man's voice came from a distance.

"Because I don't like the weather, so I stopped it, understand? My slave."

The sound was not loud, but it was more terrifying than thunder.Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.I saw a blond man standing at the end of the road, smiling and staring at the razor.

Razor asked him, "Who are you?"

"Aven Nemendus," he said, smiling.

SS Assembly Order, XIV

SS Assembly Order, XIV

Looks like the real name curse is real, Razor thought.

The fraudster seemed to see through Razor's thoughts, and he smiled and said, "Do you know that I have a curse on my real name? Ah, it doesn't matter, I would be happy to answer you even if there is no curse. I am Nemendus, That's the one you're looking for!"

"Trickster, I've been looking for you," said Razor.

"Oh? What did you call me?"

Arvin Nemendus walked slowly toward the razor, and with each step the mud dried and the mud disappeared, so that nothing would stain his boots.The fraudster's boots were shiny and looked well maintained.

"Fraudster." Razor repeated subconsciously. He was very surprised because he didn't want to say it.

The fraudster said, "Fraudster? No, I'm a clean and honest gentleman, and I never lie. I hate that name, really, why do you call me that? It's a slander to my character, to my dignity." insult, the razor of the SS, you say, who would want to be called a liar?"

The fraudster's voice was unhurried, and it sounded very comfortable.Every time he takes a step, the moonlight will become whiter, and the Milky Way will become brighter; the singing of the insects will become sweeter, and the wind will become gentler.In an instant, the battlefield turned into a beautiful Midnight Night, the smell of blood was blown away by the warm summer wind, and everything was quietly growing.

But Razor felt fear all the time—is this an illusion?Is he deceiving my senses?It would be fine if it was an illusion, but if it was real, it would be even more deadly!

And when the inexplicable white magnolia blooms underfoot, this fear reaches its apogee.

Evidently Razor was not alone in his fear.The old ranger raised his gun at the fraudster and said, "Stop, man! A ranger's gun has no eyes!"

"You shoot," said the fraudster.

The Ranger fired immediately.

Razor was very surprised, because old Mike was not such a hasty man.Judging from the battle just now, this ranger should be a seasoned and cautious person.Why did he shoot when the fraudster provoked him?

Old Mike's surprised expression told Razor the answer.

Apparently, the reason why old Mike shot was not because he was provoked by the fraudster, but because he obeyed the fraudster's order.

The fraudster told him to shoot, and he did—he couldn't disobey the man's word.

Yes, how can a mortal disobey the order of the Demon God?

The bullets whizzed past, and instantly came in front of the fraudster.The blond man raised his hand at the bullet and said, "Stop!"

The three bullets were nailed into the air, and then fell vertically.

It seems that bullets can't defy the words of the devil.

Old Mike was dumbfounded.

The fraudster smiled at the old ranger and said, "Load it."

Old Mike loaded the gun again.

"Please press the muzzle of the gun with your chin, please hold it tight, thank you."

Old Mike put the muzzle of the gun to his chin.

"Shoot." He snapped his fingers.

Old Mike shot, the bullet went through his head, and blood sprayed out.

So the legendary ranger died.

Razor saw it all, and he didn't even have time to stop the Trickster's rampage.He hadn't seen such a weird thing since he learned to use a sword.

He has seen people hacked to death, stabbed to death with a sword, stabbed to death with a gun, burned to death, drowned in water, stoned to death, thrown from a city wall... but he has never seen a person killed by a tongue To say death—to say death in the direct sense, the kind of death without any extended meaning.

The mercenaries screamed in shock, the fraudster frowned slightly and said, "Quiet."

The soldiers continued to maintain their screaming expressions and postures, but they couldn't make any sound.

Both Lorelai and the demon monk knelt on one knee, while the night god spirit fell to the ground in fright.

Kentien let out a low growl, the roar was full of anger, the fraudster waved his hand at him, and said: "I will entertain you later, please wait a moment." Then ten big locks appeared on Kentien out of thin air , People also instantly quieted down.

Then, the elegant man came to Razor with cat-like steps, and Razor backed away subconsciously.But the fraudster said to him, "Don't move, let me take a good look at you."

So Razor stopped.He didn't know if he was ordered by magic, or simply out of fear.

The Deceiver raised his slender index finger and pointed at the razor's brow, "Don't be afraid, old friend of the pro-guard. You are a demigod, I can't order you like a mortal, and you won't die without dignity. Oh, I'm not lying."

The words of the fraudster are empty, and every syllable in his mouth may be false, so the more you listen to him, the deeper you will sink.

Razor tried to muster up courage, he said to himself: I have faced the Commander once, I even executed him.But another voice sounded in his mind: What you are facing is only one-seventh of the Disciplinarians!The three of you joined forces to execute him back then, but what you are facing now is another complete Demon God.