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222. Battle of the End

"Such a beautiful thing should not appear in a place like this." The king said calmly: "On the bloody land, there should only be black crows rising and falling."

He was besieged by three men and was in a desperate situation on the battlefield, but he was still as solid as cast iron.

Minamoto didn't dare to attack because the king general was too close to Tachibana Masamune, and he still had a chance to kill Tachibana Masamune despite their attack.

To him, Tachibana Masamune was someone between a teacher and a father. Minamoto didn't know whether he could bear the pain of losing him.

"Children, are you ready?" Masamune Tachibana suddenly said.

"Ready." Yuan Zhisheng suddenly woke up.

"I'm ready too." Tachibana Masamune's tone was pleased.

Wang Jiang and Tachibana Masamune disappeared at the same time. They charged at extremely high speeds, the light of their swords and the shadows of people intertwined!

In the end, Tachibana Masamune himself broke through this deadlock. The moment he showed a smile, the king caught his flaw and launched a killing spree.

At the same time, Yuan Zhisheng thrust towards the king's vest, and his whole body turned into a large vulture flying close to the ground, and the blade was the beak of the vulture.

On the other side, Sakura jumped out from the top of the tower and fell straight down. All the blades were driven by the strong wind and cut towards the king along different arcs.

The king's sword pierced Tachibana Masamune's chest, and the sword pushed him forward, blood splattering like broken red silk.

Sakura's blade was like an angry butterfly, cutting the general's body repeatedly.

It only takes a few tenths of a second for the neurotoxin on the blade to reach the brain and cause a fatal reaction, but the general's speed is not affected at all. He seems to be willing to sacrifice himself to kill Tachibana Masamune.

Yuan Zhisheng poured all his strength into the tip of the knife. He knew that he could not save Tachibana Masamune. With the power of the king, he had already cut open Tachibana Masamune's heart.

This was a result that Tachibana Masamune had expected. He rushed forward, but did not swing his sword, but instead met the king's blade with his chest.

He was already exhausted and was holding on waiting for Yuan Zhisheng to arrive. The last thing he could do was to use himself to block the king's attack and create a perfect opportunity for Yuan Zhisheng.

He didn't ask Yuan Zhisheng to prepare the sword, but asked him to cut off unnecessary worries. Any one of them could die in order to cut off their fate. This was the price that had to be paid.

The king stopped the rushing figure abruptly. He was supposed to hold Tachibana Masamune with his long knife and throw him out of the observation tower, but suddenly he could not push forward. This was equivalent to giving his heart to Minamoto Chisheng.

Because Tachibana Masamune blocked him!

The man who had been picked up on the tip of the knife like a fallen leaf actually stopped. He grabbed the king's knife and his eyes were about to split.

Yuan Zhisheng finally heard that beautiful sound. The spider cut through the heart of the king, and blood gushes out from the wound, making a wind-like sound, so pleasant to the ear.

Almost at the same time, Sakura's blade returned in a steep arc, sinking into the general's body like a butterfly returning to its nest.

The cherry blossoms fell behind Yuan Zhisheng, and the three people retreated at the same time, forming a "pin" formation to surround the king.

Tachibana Masamune held the broken knife in one hand and covered the wound on his chest with the other hand to prevent excessive blood loss.

It's not that he doesn't have the ability to wield a sword, he just uses this power to block.

The king's sword did indeed penetrate his chest, but the broken knife lay across his chest to block it, so the king was never able to completely penetrate his heart.

Once Tachibana Masamune stood still, he immediately sent the king to Minamoto's blade.

General Wang clutched his chest and stumbled back, looking at the blood on his hands as if he couldn't believe the outcome.

He had no way to go, with enemies in front of him, broken windows behind him, and a 250-meter-high iron tower below.

"Didn't you expect that this would be your ending?" Yuan Zhisheng said lightly: "I didn't expect it either. I thought the ending for someone like you should be more exciting."

He finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He did it and ended it all with his own hands, whether it was fate or something.

"Goodbye, Doctor." Tachibana Masamune said softly: "A dazzling man like you should have a dazzling ending. If I were you, I would choose to jump out of that window."

The king covered his throat with both hands to prevent the hot blood from gushing out. He did not dare to pull out the knife from the back of his heart. Once the knife was pulled out, his heart would lose a lot of blood.

He seemed to want to speak, but a man whose throat was cut couldn't speak.

He turned around and stumbled towards the window, as if he really followed Masamune Tachibana's advice and wanted to jump down and end his life.

This is not a legendary story. People who jump off cliffs will not miraculously survive. If they fall from such a height, all the bones in their body will be broken. The broken bones will penetrate all his organs. The violent shock will break his brain.

General Wang dragged his heavy body out of the hole in the window and tremblingly climbed over the protective railing. He looked a little ridiculous and looked a little pitiful.

"Big news! The biggest jump of the century! This is the live broadcast brought by Fingel, the director of the Information Department of the Cassel College Student Union, to our dear viewers!"

A voice that was deliberately suppressed but could not hide its excitement sounded in the communication channel, "What you are watching now is the jumping show of Dr. Herzog, the leader of the fierce ghosts, codenamed King General. In the history of mankind, Dr. Herzog not only

He is the undoubted pioneer of dragon genetics, and he is also one of the top ten careerists! Did his jumping off the building make the audience excited?"

There was a hint of regret in Fingel's nagging tone, "I'm sorry, we don't have a hotline right now so we can't let you express your excitement."

General Wang was standing outside the railing, overlooking the brightly lit city. No one knew what he was thinking.

If Fingel was given a microphone, he would have the urge to go down and interview the general and ask him to talk about his mental journey.

The three of them, Gu Chen and Gu Chen, who were waiting for the elevator to go upstairs, covered their headphones tightly to hear every detail of the ending.

Has the king ended like this? Another conspiracy has been foiled? This seems too simple, and there are too many things that cannot be explained.

"Brother, watch your back!" At this time, Lu Mingfei suddenly exclaimed.

Chu Zihang turned his head alertly, his arms crossed like the hands of a clock, and the muzzle of his gun pointed backwards.

Caesar's eyes were slightly confused, because his 'weasel' did not warn.

"Brother useless, I'm talking about you!" Lu Mingfei yelled.

Only then did Fingel realize that the senior brother Lu Mingfei was calling was him, but he was hanging in mid-air. What could be behind him?

He turned his head away with some difficulty, and then was stunned... to be precise, he was petrified.

The shadow in his pupils is getting bigger and bigger. If the advertising airship is a whale suspended in the sea, then the black airship approaching quickly at this moment is a dangerous tiger shark!

It was a black rigid airship, three times larger than the advertising airship he was in. It was originally suspended silently at a high place, but now it suddenly dragged the ladder and swooped down. No one had noticed it before.

By the time Mingfei noticed it, it was already too late.

It destroyed the advertising blimp with a crushing momentum.

The so-called rigid airship is an aviation equipment from the late World War I. It has a lightweight frame inside. Fingel's soft airship is like a light and fluttering balloon in front of it.

Seeing the advertising airship plummeting down, Lu Mingfei's heart felt empty.

It was he who suggested that an airship could be used to get close to the special observation tower, so Fingel was tied up on that airship. It was he who killed him.
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