latelenovela Chapter 439 Caught
Chapter 439 Caught
If I were to be hit hard by that [Penalty of Disintegration], the consequences would be disastrous.
He was not a man known for his physical prowess, but he had some accomplishments in swordsmanship.
Those two punches were so fast.
He thought so.
Is it because I haven’t moved for too long?
So much so that I almost couldn't defend it.
He shook his hands and felt a little numb.
The Empire's latest technology?
Not bad.
He thought so.
Those two punches were already at the same level as a professional boxer who had just entered the epic stage.
However, it is still inferior to myself.
He thought so.
I guess no one present saw it clearly, but at the last critical moment, he quickly retracted his hands, and his two swords arrived first, blocking the direction of the two iron fists.
Although it seemed like he was flying very far, this was actually proof that he had unloaded his strength.
Taking advantage of the opportunity just now, he also controlled the air waves generated by the fight and sent those believers as far away as possible.
Even though he erased the patterns and family emblems on the swords, the pair of swords were still very recognizable.
He had it with him when he made a name for himself.
If you want to eliminate yourself, those two toys and a bunch of trash are not enough.
A cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
But he soon stopped laughing.
All he could see was a toy over there turning its hand into a strange cannon barrel and pointing it at him.
Then......
emission!!!!
There was no time to react.
Although he has reached the level of [Sword of Light].
But that seems to be the real speed of light! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Seeing that the beam of light was about to hit his heart, at the critical moment, he twisted it with all his strength and prevented it from hitting him completely.
What the hell is this!
He originally thought that the method was just like that.
But I didn't expect that they could actually launch such an attack.
Really careless.
"Cough cough."
He coughed up some blood.
I didn't expect that I would be the last one left.
What the hell are those damn golems?
It would be fine if it could interfere with my magic.
It would be fine if his melee ability is comparable to that of an epic-level boxer.
Now what the hell is this aurora-like attack?
Like someone of my level.
I can only barely see its trajectory clearly.
Just barely avoided it.
The rest of the church members ran away.
Now I am the only one left here.
The strange wave was approaching.
It's those two strange golems.
The leader, Jefferson Allen, slowly approached on a griffin.
The guy in front of him was leaning on the ground in a mess, with his head down and the two swords in his hands placed sideways on the ground, as if he had no ability to resist anymore.
But the princess still did not relax her vigilance against him.
really.
The moment she approached.
Two white lights flashed again.
Attack with a cross force.
Although she was about to be hit, the princess still stood there without moving.
As if he didn't care at all.
"boom!"
A huge cloud of dust rose up again, and two [Silent Ones], one on the left and one on the right, stomped hard on his chest with their huge feet made of alloy of refined gold and magic-forged silver.
"Gray Dex, I arrest you for Article 173 of the Imperial Law - major crimes endangering public safety, Article 446 - treason... and a total of 17 other crimes. Please give up your resistance, or I will kill you. Do you have any objection?"
She said so.
The mask on the man in front of him was half broken, revealing his unshaven face.
It can be seen that his life has been very haggard recently and he has no time to take care of his own condition and appearance.
He opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he spat out a large amount of blood.
"Wow!"
He spat a mouthful of black blood onto the ground, corroding a large piece of the soil there.
Jefferson Allen frowned.
What's happening here.
Was he poisoned? Or something, this is not right, it doesn't look like normal blood.
But it was too late for her to take care of that now.
"Well, do you plead guilty?"
She said coldly, pointing her own sword at his throat.
There was a huge hole in his chest, through which one could even peek into his heart.
The [original magic power] like lightning was constantly beating there, fighting against his own magic power.
He was no longer able to resist.
The kick that the Silent One just gave was engraved with a special Silent Seal, and magic power will not be able to flow to the place that was hit.
If he were left alone now, he might die soon.
Because the magic power he can mobilize is rapidly weakening at this time. Once it reaches the point where there is no magic power available, the [original magic power] will lose its resistance and eventually turn him into dust.
"You..." He finally opened his mouth. His voice was hoarse, like the sound of fingers scratching glass, very unpleasant.
"Ahem, you got the wrong person."
Jefferson spat out the black blood from his throat, and the sword in his hand was unable to dodge in time, so part of it was stained with the black blood.
She frowned and swung her sword away, but it was too late. Part of the snow-white sword had been corroded and was covered in rust.
This is more terrifying than magma!
What exactly is flowing in his veins?
"It's meaningless to deny your identity now. Confess your guilt."
The princess said coldly: "Your family will be disgraced because of you. You have personally removed the glory established by your ancestors."
But the person in front of him was still denying it. It was obvious that his two swords were the symbol of his identity and also the symbol of the Dex family.
That unique sword light cannot be concealed even if the family emblem on the sword is erased.
"As long as you take off your mask, your identity will be exposed."
After she said that, she was about to use the sword in her hand to pick off his mask.
But Gray Dex's actions went beyond her expectations.
He actually used his hands to block her sword. As expected, her sword cut off both of his wrists. Black blood spurted out from there and covered his face.
There were bursts of white smoke coming out from there.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"
He cried out in pain like a wild animal.
When the white smoke dissipated, the place was already blurry, like burnt charcoal.
So cruel?
She was startled.
What surprised her even more was her sword.
This sword was one of the coming-of-age gifts given to her by her father when she was sixteen.
Named [Iron and Blood of the Winged Lion], it is a sword made of many precious materials. Even without being forged by a master blacksmith, it is already an epic sword just by virtue of its precious materials.
At that moment, the tip of the sword actually broke off and fell to the ground, as if it had rusted. It became extremely fragile and broke into pieces as soon as it fell to the ground.
"You took poison?!"
But this doesn't explain why his sword was corroded.
If his blood was really that horrible, then his entire body should have been turned into a pool of pus in the first place.
Instead of being in a weird state like it is now.
She even noticed that the [original magic] in his chest had dimmed. Was it the power of the black blood?
But no matter what, he will not live long anyway.
It doesn't matter even if I take poison.
It would be great if we could capture him, so that we can execute him in front of the people and let the residents of the capital trust the empire again.
If we can't catch it, there's no need to use it alive.
All we need to do is take these two swords back with us.
"I didn't expect you to be so decisive."
"You may not die, right?"
She said: "After all, that Barricka Dex can be considered as the disciple of that master."
"Perhaps if little Barica could plead for you, you might still be able to survive."
"......Shut up."
A sound like a wild beast's growl came from him.
"But it doesn't matter. With these two swords, your Dex family's reputation will be ruined."
Jefferson used magic to pick up the broken pieces of [Iron and Blood of the Winged Lion] on the ground. She didn't dare to touch it directly, but summoned some water to wash away the strange black blood on it. She wanted to see if she could find someone to repair it after taking it back. She still liked this sword very much.
"I really don't know why you would choose this path."
He abandoned his huge family fortune and instead boarded the pirate ship of the Black Death Cult.
It's not even a black finger, I don't know what he's trying to do.
"You know...what..." He said it almost through gritting his teeth.
Because his lungs were already full of holes, like a broken bellows.
If you want to restore the glory of your family, this is the only way to go.
The family's power is no longer what it once was.
The only direct descendants of the family are myself and that incompetent elder brother.
The epic level of strength might already be the ceiling for other cities.
But it is still far from enough in the royal capital.
Because of the damage he had done in his early years fighting for the empire, not only was he unable to advance to the legendary level, he couldn't even reproduce.
But his good-for-nothing elder brother likes to play the infatuated role. After all these years, he has only one child, Baraka, and she is a woman.
What's the use of women?!
There is no way to help the family expand.
In the end, my direct lineage will also die out.
He couldn't accept such an ending.
Blame it all on the damn empire!
I have paid so much for the empire, but it still can't give me what I want. Who can I give it to with such a small amount of compensation? !
Obviously, it only takes a little while.
He will be able to return to the capital with a brand new look.
The Empire also has no substantial evidence to prove what it has done for the Black Death Cult. These are nothing more than matters of profit.
He also does not believe in those so-called spiritual creatures.
It is better to say that more than two-thirds of the Black Death Cult's members have reached epic level or above, and no one believes in them.
They are just taking advantage of relationships.
They all knew the nature of those so-called gods.
Just a more powerful creature.
If I return to the empire with my pledge of allegiance and legendary strength, I believe my identity will be recognized again.
He didn't believe that the gang would care about the lives of those people. If they could exchange 100,000 people for the allegiance of a legendary strongman, everyone would choose the latter without hesitation.
It's just so cruel.
But now, everything is ruined.
As long as I'm left here, I'll have nothing.
He also had a general understanding of why he needed those followers to become a legend.
That requires some special ritual to help him complete the promotion.
But now, I guess there is no chance.
I could feel the blood in my body cooling down rapidly, and the last bit of oxygen slipping away from my lungs.
The body was like an old table, creaking and groaning.
Well... unwilling.
despair.
Extreme despair.
Life has come to an end.
There are obviously still so many ideas that have not been realized.
I also have to lead my family to a new level.
I'm not willing to accept this——
"The rest of you, continue chasing those Black Death Cultists. The monsters in the forest are agitated now, and their actions will definitely be hindered. Pay more attention to strange places, and move in groups of ten."
It was Jefferson Allen who gave the orders.
The sounds from the outside world seemed to be blocked by a layer of water. He raised his hands, trying to pull his body out of the water, but found that he couldn't do it.
It turned out that my hand had been cut off.
There was a burning pain on my face and I couldn't see anything.
Ahhh, by the way, why did my blood turn out like this?
He seemed to have forgotten something very important, but his mind was so groggy at the moment that he couldn't remember anything.
If... If I could do it again, go back to the past...
He thought so.
Extreme despair swept through his soul, and at the same time, something seemed to be summoned from the spiritual world.
somewhere in space.
The man, whose face could not be seen clearly, was not covering anything, and smiled slightly as if he sensed something.
The carrier is ready.