The two dragoons who were wielding their long swords to resist the attack suddenly groaned in unison and bent down. A tall Bazelar man opposite took the opportunity to lift the heavy oak table and smash it down on his head. Qiao Pu turned around and struck out with his sword.
Chop the table into two pieces, and the cuts will start to burn before the tabletop even touches the ground.
"What happened?" he asked his two followers, "There was a sneak attack... The injuries were on the crook of the leg and elbow..." A dragoon stood up and said with a painful expression.
"Sorry, wearing a helmet makes my perception worse." Qiao Pu held his armpits apologetically and looked around.
Frightened by the power of the Golden Dragon Knight, the surrounding attackers hesitated. Many pairs of big leather-booted feet trampled among the broken tables and chairs. The boss lady's apple pie was mixed with blood into the mud, and the fire began to grow.
A dark shadow fell between Jonah and Sibi. The Eastern woman pursed her lips tightly: "I injured two minions, both at the seams of the armor, but that shining golden guy is a monster."
"Sister Long Ji, are you going to use that trick?" Xibi looked at her nervously.
"That's the only way." Long Ji nodded, "Cover me for three minutes." She took two steps back, pulled out the dagger embedded with sapphire, put it in both hands, lowered her head, and muttered something silently.
"She...what is she going to do?" Jonah shook his head and asked, enduring a severe headache.
"What do you think she is going to do?" Xibi glared at him, "Sister Long Ji is a nian warlock."
"What is a telemancer?...Isn't she a thief?" Jonah's world view was subverted again.
Xibi was too lazy to talk to people who had no common sense. He bent his bow and arrows, trying to snipe the slowly advancing dragoons. The arrows accurately hit Qiaopu's vitals again and again, and were shattered in front of the enchanted scale armor again and again.
The golden dragon knight who liked to smile was obviously a little irritated, "Cheer up!" He reminded himself that although the arrow wound on his shoulder was no longer bleeding, the pain reminded him all the time that the group of people opposite him not only gave him
Bringing shame, he is more likely to be the murderer of the two dragon knights.
Is it the "Left-wing Liberation Army"? Qiao Pu frowned and spent ten seconds recalling the name of the resistance organization active throughout the Western Continent, - probably? Based in the Ebenezer Republic, the northernmost liberated area of the Western Continent.
, hiding in Tibet in the vast territory of the Zavi Empire, playing a hit-and-run dodgeball game with His Majesty Yeli Zavitan, the King of the Western Continent.
Another long arrow pierced the air. Qiao Pu stretched out his left hand and accurately grasped the arrow body in his hand. The long arrow condensed with spiritual energy twisted and struggled like a living creature, and then exploded with a bang, turning into light smoke and silver.
light spot.
"Interesting, but I've had enough fun. Are you, women, children and lame magicians, members of the Left-wing Liberation Army?" he asked.
"So what?" Xibi yelled, holding his neck and showing a few veins on his thin neck.
"...What is that?" Jonah asked in a low voice.
"Who knows!" Xibi quickly replied without moving his lips, "Can you still fire that light cannon? Sister Long Ji needs time."
"I'll try my best!" Jonah closed his eyes. The sounds of fighting and gunfire in the tavern gradually faded away, and the endless starry sky spread out in his mind. The throbbing headache was like pebbles thrown into the water, constantly stirring the calm stars.
map, but the star line just found hangs in the center of the star map like a wide river, with vast energy rushing through it. The astrologer apprentice released all the remaining mental power, resisted a severe headache, and activated the attack star array drawn with blood.
Bits and pieces of free energy began to rotate in mysterious trajectories.
Suddenly, he heard a faint exclamation from Sibi. Jonah opened his eyes and found that the tavern had become a real hell.
In only half a minute, Qiao Pu waved the fire-enchanted long sword that left a red afterimage. He took one step at a leisurely pace and killed one person. The broken corpses fell heavily on the burning wood.
In the middle, scorched green smoke rose, and there was no trace of blood on the dragon knight's long sword, only the increasingly strong magic flames. Innocent people without the ability to fight huddled in the corner, and there were fewer and fewer people standing in the tavern, until
The last brave warrior fell slumped.
"Can you tell me?" Qiaopu approached, "Where are my brothers?"
"One minute left!" Xibi glanced at Long Ji behind him frantically, fired a barrage of arrows to block the dragon knight's footsteps, and shouted: "Brother, shoot if you can!"
Jonah released the scorching starlight for the second time. It was not enough, it was too weak, it was useless, it was useless. The moment he took action, Jonah lost all his strength and fell to the ground. At the same time, the blood star formation burned due to overload. Time.
Too short, the energy has not been accumulated, it is daytime, the free energy that can be captured is limited, and my weak mental strength is not enough to control the second precise shooting. In short, this will be a failed attack - another failed attack.
.Pessimistic thoughts flashed through the mind of the astrologer's apprentice.
The beam of light that contained his last strength was only as thick as a chopstick, showed a warm red color, and lost its accuracy again. It shot diagonally into the sky from two feet away in front of Qiaopu. But the dragon knight was obviously still frightened by the last attack, and when Yona raised his hand, he
He stopped and waited for the scorching starlight to fly high, then raised his head and looked at the rock wall above his head, as if he was on guard against some conspiracy.
One second. Two seconds. Jonah and Sibi prayed at the same time that Qiaopu would stop a little longer, and then stop a little longer. Time passed so slowly that when Long Ji's voice finally sounded, they felt that ten thousand years had passed.
"Okay, step back." The black-haired woman opened her eyes, which were as dark as the night before dawn. Jonah felt that the burning wood around him suddenly seemed to have had its heat taken away, and the temperature of the air was rapidly dropping.
As if he understood the astrologer's physical embarrassment, Sibi grabbed Yona's collar and led him to leap towards the door, hiding behind Long Ji. Behind them was the bright sunlight shining from the broken door, and there were sounds of fighting outside, but they
There was no time to care about the fighting situation of his companions, because a wonderful drama happened before his eyes.
Jonah was a native of St. Bollen, and his knowledge of the entire world was limited to a few basic astrology textbooks, including his favorite "Geographic Survey of the Western Continent." These books never mentioned what the distant east was like.
What countries, what ethnic groups, and what kind of customs are there? The story Xibi told last night made him know for the first time that there is a country in the southern continent called Veda and a ruined religion called Buddhism; then the story of Long Ji
What? He never knew what kind of secrets a woman who traveled around the world hid behind her - perhaps, she resisted knowing from the depths of her heart, because understanding Long Ji meant understanding the one she couldn't let go of.
As a man, Jonah plays a trick of self-deception with little hope.
At this moment, for the first time, he felt that he was beginning to understand Long Ji, starting from the mysterious word "Nian Warlock".
He looked at the back of this oriental woman from the side and back. She had a slender body and black hair braided with a few silver threads. The silver threads were decorated with silver bells. The silver bells jingled with the wind blown by the hot air. Qiao Pu
Walking forward step by step with swords in both hands, Long Ji slowly knelt down in the blood and fire, kissed the blue gem on the dagger handle with her delicate lips, and called out affectionately: "My love."
"It means 'dear'." Xibi interjected.
Jonah clearly saw her hands clenching the sharp blades, cutting deep wounds on her palms, but the blood did not drip, but drew a spider web-like trajectory on the dagger, and finally merged into the sapphire. The sapphire absorbed the blood and became
It is deep purple, emits bright purple light, and emits a lavender mist, making the dilapidated tavern look psychedelic.
"What are you doing?" Qiao Pu hesitated for a moment.
"Come."
Long Ji called softly, like a girl leaning on the window sill, calling softly to her lover who passed by the window edge. Jonah's heart stopped for a beat.
The lover she summoned appeared, and the void opened. In the purple mist, hands that did not belong to this world stretched out from the void, tearing the space apart like a pancake, followed by a right foot, a head, a left foot, a left hand, and a human figure.
It slowly climbed out of the crack in an extremely awkward posture, then tilted its head back, its limbs drooped, and hung in the air in strange movements.
"My love." Long Ji lowered her face and kissed the purple gem.
The figure turned slightly in the air and raised his arms, as if to hug her into his arms. However, his whole body trembled, and his arms and head drooped down again, as if he had no strength to support his body.
Yes, it has no strength to support the body. This is a skeleton, hanging in the purple mist, a pale male skeleton from an unknown world - Jonah's eyes almost jumped out of their sockets - the thick bones of the skeleton are covered with scars and wounds.
It has a silver-white luster like metal, and there is a faint purple fire burning in the dark eye sockets. There are faintly visible purple thin lines on every part and joint of the neck, elbows, wrists, knees, ankles, head, arms, hands, legs, and feet.
Connected, the upper end of the line disappears into the mist, - more than fifty purple lines hang the skeleton in the air.
"Pretend to be a ghost." Qiao Pu whispered, and the long sword spun around in his right hand deftly. The purple mist encountered the flames on the enchanted long sword, and small sparks popped out. There was a sound under his feet, and the dragon knight
After kicking a broken tin wine jug, Qiaopp picked up the wine jug with his toes and kicked it towards the strange skeleton.
The skeleton raised his right hand with uncoordinated movements, pulled out one of his ribs to make a sword, and chopped the wine pot into pieces. Jonah saw that the ten fingers of Long Ji, who was kneeling on the ground, were connected to the ends of dense blood lines.
The dagger with purple gemstones is suspended in the air, beating with the strings pulled by the fingers, transmitting movement instructions to unknown time and space.
"Puppet! It's a marionette!" Jonah finally remembered the ancient sideshows he saw in the circus in his childhood.
"Low down! My dear brother, the word puppet will make Sister Long Ji crazy." Xibi quickly covered his mouth, "This is her soul puppet, her companion from another world, and her lifelong patron saint.
I’ll tell you the story here later, just don’t talk nonsense!”
"When I break this pile of bones, it's time for you to confess, ladies." Facing the tall twisted skeleton in the air, Qiaopp smiled instead. He looked back at the two wounded dragoons, and the soldiers were
Looking for injured but not dead tavern patrons to ask for information, "Don't get too close to me, okay?" the dragon knight reminded kindly, then tapped his helmet with the hilt of his sword, "Let's fight seriously."
"Where is your dragon? Sir Knight!" Sibi stuck his head out and shouted maliciously.
"Let the poor little guy have a good sleep. He has been a little overweight recently and is afraid of walking." Qiao Pu replied kindly. Without warning, he kicked the ground and started to charge. He held the sword in both hands and drew a long line on the ground with the blade.
A string of dazzling sparks suddenly rose into the sky and struck the skeleton from bottom to top.
The skeleton's upper body bent down as if it was broken, and the bone sword in his right hand collided head-on with the dragon knight's sword. Red flames and purple smoke were scattered in the crisp sound, but neither sword was broken.
Qiao Pu snorted, stepped forward and changed hands, holding out a beautiful sword flower with his left hand. Obviously the skeleton - or its operator could not cope with the swordsmanship of the experienced dragon knight. The enchanted long sword stabbed the skull three times in a row.
Pieces of metallic bone fragments were taken away from the arms and chest, leaving scorched black marks.
From Yona's point of view, Long Ji's expression could not be seen, only her slender fingers were playing with the blood line like playing a piano. The skeleton stretched out his left hand, pulled out the right rib, crossed his swords to fend off Qiao Pu's attack, and then
It spins violently like a top.
The dragon knight shrank his body, blocked a series of attacks from the bone sword with his sword jaw, took two steps back, and lifted up a table with all his strength. The two skeleton swords crossed and split the table into four pieces. Qiao Pu was already jumping high in the air, shouting
With a sound, the magic flames on the sword blade grew violently, creating a deadly rainbow three feet long.
The skeleton retracted its head and chest in an impossible movement for humans, forming a round ball with sharp bone spurs. It dodged the edge of the sword, then spread out its body like a flower blooming, hugging the enemy, with every rib protruding towards the enemy.
Outside, there was a chilling cold light shining.
Qiaopu turned over on his head and feet in the air, took out the sword blade from his armpit, and lightly touched the skeleton's collarbone. He used the weak recoil to avoid the death grapple, rolled to the ground, and immediately bounced up to slash the skeleton's tibia.
The legs were raised from left to right like a long stride, and the upper body fell from between the legs, hitting the dragon knight's head; the dragon knight could only crouch down and resist the blow with a horizontal sword, and there was a muffled sound, Qiao Pu's feet
Smoke and dust flew up, and he knelt half on the ground. The skeleton, which was heavier than steel, bent the dragon knight's proud back. Qiaopu struggled to push away the skeleton, took a few steps back, bent down and coughed.
"Yeah!" Xibi jumped up excitedly.
Qiaopp coughed muffledly in his helmet while pointing to the ceiling with his left hand. Jonah and Sibi followed his gaze and found a length of silver-white metal nailed deeply on the top of the cave. At this time, they resumed their suspension.
The hanging skeleton suddenly trembled, its head lost strength, and it leaned back with a click, hanging on its back like a cumbersome dough bag. In the purple mist, Leona could barely see that two purple silk threads were cut off,
Floating in the breeze.
"What is that?" Xibi stamped his foot.
"I think... it was the fork he used when eating apple pie, the one you cut off," Jonah replied.
"Fucking monster!" Sibi yelled.
"It's not as difficult as it looks." Qiao Pu reached out and took off his helmet, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stared at the three people and a headless skeleton with gray eyes, and said with a smile.