Behind him, the ancient tree that the little thing was buried in collapsed silently. The huge tree body and countless branches and leaves turned into gray-black powder and fell down, burying the thing inside.
But that breath cannot be buried. It is obviously soundless, colorless and tasteless, but it can make any living being feel black, and feel that the breath of hugeness and death is constantly spreading and spreading.
The right one holding the sword had been injured at shoulder level, and blood was gushing out, but the injury seemed nothing compared to the one on the back. The sword cut off most of the muscles on the back and four ribs from bottom to top.
There was even a part of the spine. If the black sword hadn't come through the air and nailed the Templar out, this sword could have split him into two pieces.
Yabin did not dodge. He did not expect that the Templar Knights behind him would attack suddenly. But even if he did, he would not dodge, because this was the only opportunity that could create a chance for Asa in the magic trap.
It is also the only chance to rescue Talis.
The figures of Knight Tamik and Asa have overlapped. The sword energy wrapped around them turned into a black line and chased into the distant forest. Judging from the last feeling on his right hand, Tamik
A good sword among knights is not heavy, so the chance of sacrificing an entire arm in exchange for it may not be great, but there is no other way, and my own strength can only go so far.
With his remaining hand, he pulled out the dagger from his waist and slashed Talis's body. The rope that bound the female knight was broken. But even in this action, he used all the strength of his toes. No one could
Even though nearly half of the muscles in his back were broken, Yabin was so fierce that he could even feel that his lungs were breaking and his ribs were jumping out.
Am I going to die? Damn... I'm going to die... How is it possible... I don't want to die... I don't want to... Damn... there's no way
Is that...?
At this time, there was a bitter smile at the corner of Yabin's mouth. He took a deep breath. Talis was still leaning on him, with a few strands of golden hair floating on his face. Yabin's hand
Glowing with the light of purification, this was the last all-out white magic. He pressed his hands on Talis's body, and then his body slowly fell down, even if he could endure the huge wound.
The pain was so great that a large pool of blood had accumulated on the ground, which was beyond human limits.
The purification technique was just right, dissipating the magic power trapped in her body. It was the restriction placed by Knight Tamik to limit the magic power in her body. After a burst of coolness like water washing in her body, the trapped power was restored.
At the same time, she woke up with thoughts, Talis supported Ya who was about to fall down.
Bin, surprise, sadness, fear, and disbelief completely occupied all her expressions and moods. These extremely strong emotions could not find a suitable direction. She had no idea what was going on and why.
She felt that she was going crazy, and seemed to have already gone crazy.
"Yabin, Yabin, what's going on?" Talis felt like she was holding a large sponge soaked in blood, and the warm blood flowed down her hands in an instant, staining everything she touched.
It was hot. The white magic she tried with all her strength was of no avail on a wound that was as big as a crack but not a wound.
Yabin opened his mouth, but could no longer make any sound. He could only look in the direction where the Templar was charging.
The Templar had just woken up from this series of shocks. Seeing Knight Tamik disappearing into the woods with his opponent, his companion was actually nailed to the tree alive by the knife thrown in the air.
On the way, he was only stunned for a breath. Then he knew what he should do. He raised his sword and rushed towards Talisya Bin and the two of them.
The Templar's judgment was not wrong. In this case, he should strike first. These two people were already undoubted enemies. Both of them had no weapons. This was the best opportunity.
But what he thought wrong was Talis's reaction. Talis put down Yabin, did not pick up the sword or take any fighting action. Instead, she jumped up and grabbed the blade like a gangster on the street.
When the sword blade almost cut off her own body, her fist also hit the Templar's face. Her foot also kicked the Templar's crotch.
This was by no means an action that a well-trained knight could perform, so it was completely beyond the templar’s expectation and reaction. His cheek was completely sunken by the female knight’s fist. There were more than a dozen bullets in the sprayed blood.
Teeth. But he couldn't feel these anymore. All his attention was focused on the feeling of his lower body almost being kicked to the throat.
The Templar let out a scream like a pig being strangled to death, and his body was thrown in an arc in mid-air and flew backwards, then fell to the ground motionless.
Talis ignored the blood pouring from her hands. She didn't even think about how she had knocked the Templar away just now. She quickly took out a scroll from her arms. That was when she left Selai.
One of the few scrolls that was produced during the 19th century, it is said to be a scroll of divine grace made by His Majesty the Pope himself.
The scroll unfolded. The white and warm jade-like magic power slowly fell on Yabin. The effect of the magic scroll handmade by a top white magician like His Majesty the Pope is definitely top-notch. It can be said that even half of the dead people are still there.
This magic can save lives. However, Yabin is not half dead anymore. Instead, he is more than half dead and almost completely dead. The blood spattered from his wounds is enough for a person to take a bath. The sword behind his back
Even the internal organs were injured a lot.
Moreover, the undead curse on Tamik's knight's sword had begun to corrode his whole body. However, under the influence of this top-level healing magic, he slowly opened his eyes and exhaled.
"Don't waste it like this, I might die..." This was Yabin's first sentence after he woke up. He felt that the vitality in his body had been broken. These magical powers are powerful, but they are also
It can only temporarily fill these broken places, but cannot connect the blood vessels.
What flows and transports life is white magic, and the wound in the broken ribs of the heart is temporarily filled with white magic. The curse of necromantic magic is constantly weakening all functions in the body. Unless there is a red-clothed person here
The bishop took action personally, otherwise there would be no way to save the situation with just this single scroll.
"What's going on here? Yabin? You...why did you do this?" Talis knelt beside him and asked with a trembling voice.
"This is the only way..." Yabin swallowed his voice, and his throat twitched. He should have coughed up a mouthful of blood, but there was no blood in his body to cough up.
"You...you" Talis didn't know what to say anymore. She wanted to ask him why he betrayed him, and she wanted to ask him why he risked his life to save her in the end. But when she saw him
This way she couldn't ask anymore.
"Go and help Brother Asa..." Although Talis herself didn't say it, and Yabin didn't know what kind of relationship the two originally hostile people had, through the use of Knight Tamik
As soon as she threatened Asa, and during some of the conversations between the two, he vaguely knew that the two of them were probably on the same page.
"I...I can't leave you..." Talis looked at Yabin at a loss. White magic had begun to overflow from his broken shoulder. This was a sign that the magic could not fully work.
.You can see this by using white magic on the body of a dead person. His body is already beginning to die.
"It was me who wanted to join you, and it was me who harmed you..." Tears were already flowing from the corners of Talis' eyes.
"Haha, if you hadn't asked me to join, that Tamik knight probably wouldn't have let me go... Do me a favor... If you can... help me look after my sister.
...." Yabin tried his best to force a smile, but his pupils had begun to dilate.
Talis nodded quickly, and then she saw that the smile on Yabin's face was slowly spreading, like a flower that had been squeezed tightly. After letting go, it lost its restraining power and was slowly spreading and withering.
You can clearly feel that the last bit of life force is breaking and dissipating from his body.
He was dead, Talis felt clearly. Then she felt as if a hand was grabbing her heart and twisting it, and tears fell down. This was the first time she shed tears in her memory.
She didn't even know she could cry before that.
In the forest, Knight Tamik is still chasing, and will catch up soon.
What's the point of this escape?
Looking at Asa who was escaping in front of him, Knight Tamik couldn't help but lower his opinion of him now. Although two advanced healing magics allowed him to barely regain his mobility, where could He Sili run so slowly?
?This is a completely pointless struggle.
Of course, no one is willing to accept failure. But if you have obviously failed, you still have to escape and make meaningless struggles. This is
cowardly.
Although Knight Tamik knew that this opponent was indeed difficult to deal with, he didn't think he had any room to struggle anyway. Two bishop-level white magics would definitely consume very little of his magic power, and his fighting spirit was already gone.
He was empty, and his body hadn't even recovered. How could he still struggle? Just looking at his fluttering figure and footsteps, Knight Tamik knew that he could catch up with him in just two or three breaths at most.