Chapter 28 That Sword

Tagosa gasped. He looked around and was obviously very satisfied with the power of the blow just now.

"I didn't expect that the integration of the second and third could have such an effect. It seems that my theory has been realized and I have never had a chance to try it." He looked at his trembling hand with a wry smile. He was just holding a sword in one hand and no longer had the power of the past. Galadia, who could only use the sword of life several times in his life, was only once left.

The last two? Then don't waste it this time.

gritted his teeth, Tagosa waved the blood sword in his hand and saw that the sword seemed to be alive, with a leaping light belt where it passed.

"What?" Tagosa looked at the sword in his hand strangely and muttered to himself, "What are you excited about?" Garladia? Did you find anything?"

At this moment, Tagosa jumped forward. Behind him, a hole was blown up on the ground.

"It's really you." A familiar and strange voice sounded behind him, and Tagosa, who heard the sound, suddenly stood there.

"This sound, this sound..."

He can't forget that the owner of this sound is him, who led tens of thousands of troops and raided the unarmed orc pioneers. Countless civilians died outside the bloody castle. Everything was done under the instructions of the owner of this voice.

It's you!

Tagosa turned around and looked at the man. His fighting spirit burst out in an instant, and the unparalleled momentum directly rolled up a huge storm and wrapped the two people in it.

Wind, the purest wind, at this time, the storm roared violently, as if to tear up the world.

In the center of the storm, it was extremely quiet. Tagosa looked at the man in front of him and looked motionless.

"I will never forget your face." Tagosa whispered, and there was no emotion in his words.

"It's you who took the lives of countless of my compatriots with your dirty and bloodthirsty sword. Among them, there are old people, women and children."

"things are often out of our control. When things can't be stopped, even we can only retreat." The man turned out to be York. He pondered for a moment and said.

"Do you still want to find an excuse to beg me to forgive you now?" Tagosa laughed angrily. He mocked the man in front of him, but the sword in his hand was tight and tight, as if he was ready to cut it out.

"No!" York shouted, "The sins I committed are irrefutable, and I can't ask for your forgiveness. I just want to say that I really didn't mean it. That sword was really an accident. I'm sorry!"

He knelt down and muttered, "For so many years, I have dreamed of the child's eyes every day and been tortured by my conscience every day. I really don't want to hurt him."

"What's the use of saying this now?" With a long sigh, Tagosa looked at York. Originally, when he saw him, Tagosa wanted to cut him with a knife, but also wanted to kill him thousands of knives and kill the executioner who killed his child.

But now, he has wonderfully calmed down. Is this feeling enlightened? The great prophet once said before he left that he would reach the realm of enlightenment in the new world.

Maybe I have stepped into the threshold of enlightenment now.

"Stand up." Tagosa said calmly, raising the sword in his hand and putting it on his chest.

"Fight with me like a man, and then..."

"I see." York stood up, raising the sword in his hand and putting it on his chest, which was no different from Tagosa's posture.

"I will try my best to fight. Even if I am killed, I will be satisfied." As if half relieved, a sincere smile hung on York's face. He stimulated the fighting spirit, and bursts of blue and white fighting spirit suddenly surrounded him.

Nodding his head, Tagosa directly raised the sword in his hand and shouted, "Fourth weight, extreme blade, condensation."

The whole space was filled with the sound of sharp blasting, and in contrast, the wind spirit that had just erupted because of Tagosa's anger was rushing towards Tagosa at an incredible speed. At the same time, it was absorbed and sent out bursts of sharp explosions.

"Drink!" York raised his sword, and the spirit of fighting fused with the tip of his sword and kept bursting out. As soon as he stepped under his feet, his whole body hit Tagosa like a cannonball.

His body began to rotate, bringing a storm. Wherever he passed, the overflowing force hung deep scars on the earth.

"Shi..." He sighed for a long time, as if he came from a distant place, and the sighing master took action.

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The streamer flashed away, followed by endless silence.

Is that right? Is this the extreme power?" York smiled faintly, and his body gradually returned to void.

"No!!" In the distance, a beautiful shadow ran this way. She slipped, fell to the ground, gritted her teeth and stretched out her hand, as if to grab something.

With a swung, the momentum dissipated in an instant, as if it had never before. York, with his strength, disappeared together.

"The woman over there." Tagosa pulled one arm, and Galadia melted into his body like melting. He looked at the mess around him, but looked in the direction of the woman and said.

The woman was completely dull and didn't seem to hear Tagosa's words. Seeing that the woman was in such a state, Tagosa did not mean to shut up.

"He is a good warrior. He died gloriously. He made mistakes, but he knows his mistakes, which is enough for me to respect."

Tagosa walked to the woman step by step. He squatted down, pressed one arm on the woman's shoulder, hesitated for a moment, or asked, "Can you tell me his name?"

"Yoke..." The woman replied dullly, still reaching out to the direction of York's disappearance, as if she had not come out of this sudden change.

"Yoke? I will remember the name." Tagosa stepped gently, and the wind gradually left the ground with him. He glanced at the ruins below again. The center of the city had been completely destroyed, and there was not much power left.

After completing your task, it depends on the front line.

rose to the sky and looked down at the city below. At this time, Alvin was already full of smoke and chaos. Domingo should have withdrawn... That boy must be fine.

That's all right.

Looking up at the blue sky, the sky at this moment is cloudless and the weather is surprisingly good. Tagosa shouted at the sky.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" In an extremely comfortable mood, loudly venting the joy of his heart, Tagosa shouted, raised his arm and grabbed the sky.

"My child, you see!" He shouted at the sky and didn't know who his partner was. "Your father, there is no regret in this life!"

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Continue, continue. A dodge came behind a knight, and at the same time, the knight was directly pulled into several sections as if it were paper.

"Next, next." Raymond whispered crazily. At this time, he was bathed in blood, like a devil who had just crawled out of hell, greedily devouring the life that could be seen by all his eyes.

Behind him, thousands of strange corpses have been lying horizontally. Some of them have been hollowed out, some have been directly torn to pieces, and some have been directly squeezed into pieces by great forces. In short, all the characteristics of all the bodies are unbearable.

This is not like the killing caused by intelligent life, but more like a crazy beast.

However, the owner who caused all this seemed to be enjoying it. He whispered and rushed to the new goal.

"It won't be long, and the boss will reign again." Incomparably cruelly ended the life in front of him. Raymond wiped his forehead, and his hands were sticky with some inexplicable and disgusting fragments of internal organs. At this time, he ignored these fragments directly stuck to his forehead and looked extremely horrible.

He looked up at the black spot in the sky, and the figure of Tagosa clearly appeared in his eyes.

"This guy is so strong that I don't know what kind of pleasure he will get if he is torn up? It must be very cool!"

whispered crazily, Raymond shook his head violently and muttered again, "No, no, the task assigned to us by the boss must be completed and must be completed well."

His language is crazy and disorganized, but it is like two completely different people talking. And this madman muttered in a low voice and rushed into the depths of the lane.