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Dead bodies piled up all the way, and blood flowed everywhere. From Chen Senran’s point of view, it was like counting black petals into mud.
But the enemy is still rushing towards Galen, and Galen’s sword is turning slower and slower, and his pace is also a little sluggish. Obviously, Galen will not last long because of the inevitable pain caused by that terrible toxin and long-term killing.
Of course, the Knoxas saw this, so they charged more quickly and wielded more knives.
Several black roses once again surrounded the blue-and-white tulip, which was dying as if it were tumbling in the sea and would overturn the boat at any time.
The sword collided again, and there was a moment when the cold air was burning and sparks were flying.
Once again, the blue and white tulips stubbornly beat back the black roses and swallowed Galen. Once again, he was afraid of the big sword and cut off the necks of more than a dozen Noxasians who were eager to kill him.
More than a dozen heads go up into the sky and it seems that it is another success.
It was this time that Galen never fought his way out with the threat of murder as before. He finally stopped spinning like a hurricane, kneeling on his sword and breathing deeply
This time, he really doesn’t have any more strength. Those hidden toxins can’t be suppressed any more. They are raging in his body again. His chest is sluggish and he has difficulty breathing. The one in his left chest has just been pulled out by a knife and placed at ordinary times. He doesn’t care if there are only dozens of microcode small wounds. At this moment, his body and nerves are convulsed with pain.
"Is it over?" Galen gasped and barely looked up and looked around at the members of the Noxas assassination team. After just a slight meal, they surrounded him like locusts for several long knives, which had covered the sky.
And in the further distance, the ordinary soldiers who came from Noxas finally broke through, and he persisted until now that a line of defense was about to be slaughtered.
The only thing that is fortunate is that when the bow and arrow were found to stop the Noxas, most of the Avarosa who came to reinforce them had quickly tied the knot in front of the weak Demaxians, and they would replace Galen to form the last ultimate defense line. When the Demaxians who had withdrawn from the table the fastest fought for the last time.
Seeing this, Galen couldn’t help but smile wearily.
For a moment, his last sight was covered by those long knives, and his eyes were full of black.
Blue and white tulips are about to be completely swallowed up by the sea of black flowers.
The snow is still monstrous
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When the brutal and bloody grand opera drew to a close, people who saved the world finally reached their planned redemption place.
The only way to the top of the mountain is Snowy Road, which is full of rigor. The boot theory is the unique modeling, the genius design that can reduce the wind resistance when running after accurate calculation, or the kind that is made through complicated technology and will never enter the water and stay warm forever. The word "science" is not spoken.
If you ask a shoemaker where the boots are made, they will definitely tell you that this damn thing must come from that damn place in Pieterwolf.
And the owner of this boot, a man who absolutely came from Pieterwoff and put the word science through his life, is holding a golden hammer with strange lines and closing his eyes as if he were measuring something.
"Hey, I said, can you stop fiddling with your broken hammer?" Just then a dissonance rang behind him.
It’s a woman who speaks with two huge mechanical gloves with one hand. The work of those two mechanical gloves is definitely far more than that of the man’s boots. The complex lines are distributed in those two gloves, and there is even more light looming. But it’s strange that such a pair of fierce and precise gloves are worn on the woman who is a little younger. There is nothing wrong with it, but it seems that her fists should be as long and harmonious as this.
This woman’s tone is very blunt, and her tone of voice is quick and sharp, giving people a feeling that if you don’t do what she says, she will definitely put her two horrible fists in your face at a moment, and it feels full of arrogance and rudeness.
"Yes, my lady" just smiled at the man who showed such courtesy. He put the steel hammer in his hand and bowed slightly, which fully showed a gentleman’s generosity.
"Mr. Jess, please forgive her. I’m deeply sorry about this." Just as the man bowed slightly, another woman said.
This woman is the last one. At the moment, she is crouching down and looking at something in the snow.
For the woman who was told by this woman that she was a gift with a huge iron fist, she shrugged her shoulders and her face showed a kind of well, you are really a good man, but she didn’t say anything. It seems that she has some scruples about that woman.
"Did you find anything, Miss Kettering?" The man called Jess shook his head to show that he didn’t look at the woman with her head down. It can be clearly felt that he didn’t have the former politeness in his words this time. It was more a heartfelt kindness. Obviously, he had a good impression on the woman with her head down.
"Footprints are still fresh." The woman called Caitlin raised her head and rubbed off the snow. "It can be judged that they should have started before a magic time. We have to speed up and I don’t know Isoriel …" Finally, Caitlin straightened her purple hat and couldn’t help but look into the distance.
"Ahem …" Jess looked at Caitlin and couldn’t help coughing. "I just calculated that it is impossible to level the surface directly from here."
"Yeah …" Caitlin was interrupted by him and also came to my mind. "So …"
Just as she was about to start, a rough sound came from this snowy road.
"Yes, the damn guy has finally arrived" accompanied by this arrogant announcement, a scarlet figure strolled from the surface.
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I still wrote it.
Page one hundred and sixty-nine Men’s Road
Chen Senran is really planning something. calcas stood me up. He arranged Avarosa people’s support. He also arranged Tedmir’s attack plan. Of course, he also made a plan to cooperate with them and calcas in acting. Chen Senran also let Avarosa people reluctantly burn their own dozens of tents.