Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds - Chapter 725

“Who are you, macho?”

As soon as the surprised question was issued, Ian realized the identity of the visitor.

That tone, that tone, that appearance, and the surging fire of life in the perception of consciousness.

This gave Ian Crook an instant insight into the identity of the other party.

He is Kant.

The Chinese who manipulated his body and ruined his life.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!”

He let out a stern roar that didn’t resemble a human being, and threw Arthur, who had been penetrated by his body, far away, raised his skeleton sword, and his body was as fast as a streamer.

“Hey, this soaring grievance, do we have a grudge?”

The golden-armored and light-winged Kant picked his nose, and the fierce wind howled.

The great sword slashed into the air at the head, but a jet-black streamer slashed out, and Querion stabbed with the spear, took a step to the side, blocked the great sword, and the sword and spear collided, making a dull roar.

“Aaaaaaaaaaa!”

Ian swung his sword and slashed, and Querion raised his spear to greet him. The two sides fought like a storm. The hurricane raised the smoke and dust on the ground. Arthur in the ruins vomited blood, and his life was like a candle in the wind. , is about to go out, and watching this fierce battle, he subconsciously turned his head to look around.

The Hand of Glory has disappeared.

Ah, so it is.

But it’s been good.

Finally found some trouble for the Chinese Kant.

The master also has other plans, at least, the Hand of Glory has been saved.

No one knows the secret of the round table, no one knows what happened tonight.

A smile appeared on Arthur’s face.

Tonight, the round table suffered heavy losses, and tonight, they perished here.

But the round table won’t die there… Arthur’s death is just the beginning of the next cycle, and as long as the fairies in the lake are still there, the round table will be built again one day.

He murmured, “Long-live-the…”

The last word was indistinct, and his eyes lost their luster.

At the same time, the storm-like split split the result.

Ian’s slashing potential was blocked, and the elf commander was shocked to retreat. However, even if he was weak in sheer strength, the fighting skills of the two were very different. Querion stepped back and turned sideways. The figure turned in a semi-circle, and in an instant, the war spear appeared with the magic pattern of the earth, increased its weight and momentum, and swept out. Ian reacted very quickly, and immediately blocked it with the sword, but in the explosion, he was shot out with the sword!

In mid-air, the four champion archers stretched their bows and controlled the strings, and the arrows shot out in a row, causing Ian’s blood to flash and the sap to fly. Suddenly, with a recoil, he roared and sprinted towards Kant!

Chopping the sky, Ding Ding Ding, strode out, threw a whole body of waste accessories, spit on his hands, and pulled out the big machete behind him: “Come on, blood tofu, I will kill you with a knife!”

Ian was extremely angry, seeing this big green man holding a huge and weird assembled machete in front of him, he didn’t care what the other party was, anyway, everyone who stopped him would die!

He roared to adjust the direction and the giant sword, ready to cut the green skin in two, he saw that the green skin also erected its big blade – then let’s fight hard!

The two are hedging, and in an instant, the distance is less than three meters, and the confrontation is only in an instant.

A second before the collision between heaven and earth, a sliding shovel evaded Ian’s sword path, the machete flipped to the sky, the bright muzzle aimed at the Avengers in mid-air, and opened his cunning mouth.

Violent fire spewed from the handle of the machete, and a thing that looked like a rocket shot out, hitting Ian’s body. The violent air wave and the strange impact hit the skeleton monster in the air. Deviating from the track, flying into the air, slashing the sky with a forceful flick of both legs, the entire green skin rises into the sky, turns the handle of the knife, and slashes fiercely: “Thinking that our green skin can only slash frontally is a big idiot! “

Ian was cut through the flesh on his back with a knife, and smashed to the ground with a roar.

He does not know pain and has a strong defense, but this is not enough to win him victory. This body is bound by physical rules, and the powerful impact pushes him to the ground, while the iron armor below is galloping, and the iron can that just swept away him with a spear is already waiting. under!

Querion raised his hand and stabbed, the spear tip struck lightning-like continuously, breaking through the defense of the wrist armor, twisting violently, the skeleton sword came out of his hand and smashed aside.

Since Ian lost his weapon, his combat power dropped by 90% in an instant. He rolled to the ground, climbed up and raised his hand to resist, and was pulled, pulled and dropped by Querion, and the whole person rolled and flew out.

Created and summarized by the elf juggernauts, there is no right in the world to overturn the heavy armored soldiers and destroy the enemy. It is one of the sixteen compulsory advanced battlefield martial arts subjects of the Royal Army. The experience and wisdom of the masters fighting bad battles is something that Ian, a newly awakened superhuman, can resist.

The furious avenger roared and rolled up, flew to grab the great sword, and his behavior had long been predicted, Alsett appeared like a ghost, and pulled out the Razer lightning with both hands, sweeping like a long whip. .

The whip flashed in a vertical and horizontal direction, making a thunderous sound. A series of five incomparably sharp strikes made Ian roll to the side. Finally, the whip rolled into the hilt of the sword and threw the skeleton sword to the other corner.

“Ahhhhhhhh I’m going to kill you all!”

Ian was incompetent and furious, trying to chase Alsett, the lasher floated and retreated, the arrows shot, pulled out the tough net, the ground rolled up the vines, and wrapped Ian on the ground with both hands and feet, the sky chirped with gold and iron, Horus descended from the sky, turned into a human form, and the vector spout added force, stomping on Ian to his knees abruptly.

The four casters moved forward cautiously, affecting the thunder, guiding the vines, and shackled Ian firmly.

The priests set up a prison of imprisonment, Querion waited with a spear, Horus retracted the spout of his wings, and extended the light cannon in his right arm. The ready-to-fire light energy illuminated Ian’s face full of bone spurs and stratum corneum.

“Any last words?”

Horus’ voice was quiet and peaceful.

“Wait.” Kant’s voice sounded from behind, Horus stepped aside, and the fire thief stepped in front of Ian, “You don’t talk about martial arts, macho, I worked so hard to get people to start a group, just waiting for the end Harvesting the fruits of victory and pretending to be forced, you’d better, grab all the heads, is this appropriate?”

His tone was full of displeasure and resentment, because this seemed to be the gathering place for the leaders of the round table, but it was chopped down and the extraction was useless: “Who are you?”

Ian’s eyes were red, staring at Kant, roaring: “Chinese!”

“Ah? Hometown?” Kant was taken aback, and then showed suspicion, “Come and ask you a slogan, what am I for you, remind me, milk tea.”

Ian growled: “Bastard! Butcher! Beast!”

“…” Kant waved his hand, “Dare to pretend to be a Chinese and beat him up.”

The elves were stunned. After all, it wasn’t mold. They had no interest in beating the captives. They only slashed the sky and raised their big feet to imprint on Ian’s face.

“Kill me!” Ian roared indistinctly. “I curse you! I curse you forever!”

“…neuropathy.” Kant waved his hand, “First…”

“what.”

Horus suddenly made a surprised sound. It saw the terrifying scars on Ian’s back, and the knife that slashed the sky directly slashed the stacked muscles on his back, revealing the **** bones, which made the Transformers look familiar: “Father, this person seems to be…”

“what?”

Iron Son was surprised: “He seems to be Ian Crook.”

“Hold?”

Kant’s eyes widened, and he looked at the **** man who was pressed to the ground, with flesh-and-blood armor and bone spurs on his back. With such a cool shape, he was actually an old acquaintance?

“Is that you my friend?” Kant said in surprise, “Are you still alive?”

Ian’s eyes flashed with endless hatred. He has long disbelieved the nonsense of the Chinese. Since it has already fallen into the hands of the other party, there is nothing to say.

No matter what Kant said, he sneered and just looked at him with hatred.

“No, then there is no way.”

Kant shrugged and instructed: “What are Vanessa and Shanna called, let’s find a local kiln in England to sell them, and make some money.”

These two names ignited the last flame in Ian’s heart, and all the camouflage disappeared. He got excited and shouted: “How dare you! Me! You… wait!”

The sanity blinded by hatred and blood light instantly recovered: “They are not dead?”

Kant looked at him coldly: “Why did they die?”

“You didn’t kill them?”

“Why should I kill them?”

Ian looked at Kant, an inexplicable light flashed in his usurped eyeballs: “I…I don’t believe…”

It can’t be said that he is too Luyu, the main reason is that this buddy was too miserable by Kant.

Kant spread his hands and said: “Do I need to lie to you? Are you worthy of being lied to? If I kill you, why don’t I tell the truth? Let you know that your wife and children are cut into pieces in pain and despair, and then you Wouldn’t it be better to kill you in a scream of hatred and resentment?”

Looking at Ian’s eyes, he obviously believed it.

The funny thing is that this explanation is obviously more convincing than “I won’t implicate women and children, your wife and daughter are innocent people”.

He subconsciously shouted: “Where are they? Give them back to me!”

Before Kant could laugh out loud, Ian reacted by himself… He lowered his head sadly and gave a hoarse and bitter smile. He was a death row under the order, and there was no reason to be spared.

Besides, they wouldn’t recognize themselves like this.

As soon as he thought of this, he was completely disappointed, and said in a low voice, “Kill me.”

The round table was destroyed, his wife and daughter were still alive, his enemies were strong, and he had no meaning to live.

Kant touched his chin and was silent.

Horus was a little strange: “Father?”

“Don’t make a sound.” Kant raised his hand and said, “I’m looking at the residual value.”

“…”

Fortunately, this is said in Chinese.

He took two steps forward, came to Ian, squatted down, and said with great interest, “Don’t want to live anymore?”

Ian closed his eyes – it didn’t have eyelids, but could make one now.

“Life is so beautiful, you have already died once, don’t you have the courage to live?” Kant smiled, “Don’t think about it anymore?”

Ian sneered: “Will you let me live?”

“Yes.”

“The premise is to be your hound?”

“No, that’s my good brother. We can fight together when we can fight, and we can export to society when we can’t fight.”

“…Inexplicable **** talk.” Ian said coldly, “You need a monster like me?”

“Oh, in life, someone has to do some wet work, but that’s not the point of the question. The point is that I’m also very interested in you.”

The fire of the phoenix flashed in Kant’s eyes, and the fire thief’s vision opened quietly. Ian looked at him and turned his head immediately. The other’s eyes made him feel instinctual depression, discomfort, and… fear.

“You’re interesting, really, good research material.”

He said: “Think about it, come to work with me, your family is still waiting for you, are you willing to die? Disappear in their world forever?”

Ian let out a painful laugh, the helmet and muscles of his head unfolded like flowers, revealing a **** skull, unable to see his expression, but able to read his pain.

He whispered: “I am not her husband, nor Shanna’s father.”

“Understood.” Kant nodded, “Then I will find a way to imprison you, tell your wife and children that you have died, and then select a considerate, gentle and considerate man who your wife needs most. Show up in her life, take care of her, be considerate of her, then hug her, plug her in, live in the house you bought with your pension, and let your daughter call him dad.”

“I’ll set up a few monitors at your ex-wife’s house, and let you watch it every day. Maybe it will awaken your strange interests and hobbies.”

“Oh, by the way, since my legal territory is abroad, namely Africa, I can only select from there, but considering Biagang’s abundant **** tourism resources, I hope to hook up with rich women in their 50s and 60s in Europe and the United States in exchange for There are countless Nigos with immigration opportunities, and they have even formed an industry chain. You will definitely be able to pick the one that your wife likes. It must be big and good. You can rest assured. Just fast forward to Emperor Wei Wen, and let your wife sit on the sofa tonight…”

As expected of Kant, in just a few words, Ian, who was desperate for death, was provoked into a rage, incompetent and furious. He struggled hard and shouted: “You dare! You dare!”

“So, do you understand? You can talk about everything when you die. When you are alive, don’t think about ‘I want them to be happy’.” Kant said, “Men, do your own business by yourself, as for this skin Well, just think of a way to cover it up, hey, I can’t see that a white skin with thick eyebrows and big eyes can still be a good person.”

Ian stared at Kant, his body trembling, obviously agitated to the extreme.

“Let’s make an agreement.” Kant turned a blind eye to this complicated gaze, “You come to me to do things, and I will find a way to make you return to normal – at least look normal, so that you can stand upright in front of your wife and daughter. , hug them, feel their happy embrace.”

Ian was silent for a long time, then slowly said, “Why?”

He looked up and said, “You should dislike me very much, or even hate me, because of my thoughts, my concepts, the words I said in the Viking Skull hideout…”

“You are cheap, you are racist, you are a bastard, you turn a blind eye to sin, but you paid the price, you lost your peaceful life, you were separated from your wife and daughter, and of course you were separated, you became As it is now, I let you experience the pain of being bullied, oppressed, played, and exploited by those victims. You have even died once, and in my moral philosophy, you have suffered what you deserve. punishment – but that’s not the main reason not to kill you.”

Kant was silent for a moment, then slowly said: “Ian, there are many reasons for making this decision, it is a mixture of many thoughts, it’s like I opened my mouth to protect your wife and daughter, like I insisted on fighting with the round table, It’s not just a single reason…there are many reasons to spare you, it’s hard to count at the moment, but I can still tell you one of them, and it’s something you have to remember.”

“Sarana, a woman you may not know.”

Kant tells her story calmly: “Tonight’s slaughter is enough, I sacrificed hundreds of demons for the fallen angel’s blood, but tonight and beyond, her compassionate and persistent light shines not only on the surviving victims, It will shine on you too.”

“You have all kinds of faults, shortcomings and even sins, but you haven’t committed an unforgivable crime after all, I’ll spare you a death, you have to accept Sharana’s kindness and repay it with actions in the future – remember, this is for So that your wife doesn’t have to lose her husband, so that your daughter can still see her father.”

Ian looked at Kant blankly.

He knelt on the ground, bound by holy light and vines, blood and bones constructed his body, like a devil bowing his head and repenting under the light.

In front of him, within the sight of looking up, the man in golden armor and light wings is calm and calm, his firm face contains compassion and compassion, and a soldier in heavy armor and armed with weapons guards the Beside him, the light flows and the glory spreads.

A story, a reason for tolerance and forgiveness.

To Ian before, and to MI5 officials, this kind of pity and kindness was almost pedantic and ridiculous, like a politician’s promise, like a rich man’s speech.

False and boring.

But at this moment, an unspeakable feeling emerged in Ian’s heart.

In one day, he went through great changes, things changed, and he once died, but now it is better to die. After he got it, he lost it, and when he had it, it disappeared. His life was like a candle in the wind, and even his family could not be preserved. But after despair, the light of hope shines, someone told a story and gave him a promise.

And all of this stemmed from a woman he didn’t know, who was suffering and tough…

final sacrifice.

He felt it.

Feeling the lost soul of the woman, feeling the will that flows after and in her life, and the emotion that lingers in her heart after experiencing pure darkness and despair.

only mercy.

Compassion for every life that has experienced suffering and faced separation.

This bloodless, once-dead monster suddenly let out a series of low-pitched howls, but the tear ducts had collapsed, so he couldn’t cry, he just lowered his head deeply and cried.

“sorry…”

He murmured, “I’m sorry…”

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PS1: Ah Chuan seems to admit defeat… Ye Qingjie.