Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 436

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 436]

The chain of pure white snakes swept towards the charr, and the snake-shaped lock hissed like a living giant python.

Ciel stepped back, waved his hand at the same time, chanted a spell, and summoned Fowler.

“Hey!” The big white snake broke out of the ground and bit the chain of the snake flying in the air.

“What!” Serava was startled. “Snake! Destroy it!”

The chain of snakes made a big noise in Fowler’s mouth.

“Hiss! Old guy! Calm down!” Fowler tried to suppress it, but the snake chain was so irritable that it continued to spread and began to wrap around Fowler’s snake body.

“Fleur, can you beat it?” Ciel pulled out the lotus flower and rushed towards Serava.

“Just kidding! I’m an elite of the fourth generation!” Fowler bit the bullet and fought with the snake chain.

Seeing this, Ciel couldn’t help re-constructing his understanding of the power of the snake chain. It could actually make Fuller fall into a hard battle.

However, Serava, who lost the snake chain, has very limited strength.

Charles didn’t say anything, just approached her quickly.

“Go to hell!” Sophia suddenly appeared in the diagonal stab, and slashed the gray knife in her hand at Ciel.

Ash Knife!

Seeing his favorite weapon, Ciel misses it immensely.

Sindariel vibrated violently on his back, signaling dissatisfaction and wanting to compete with Gladius.

The user is not strong enough, but unfortunately, there is no chance for you to compete with the most powerful gray knife.

Charles thought to himself.

To deal with this guy, Lotus is enough.

However, although the lotus flower was of good quality, it couldn’t collide with the gray knife. Ciel walked briskly and avoided Sophia’s attack first.

Before Sophia launched her next attack, Ciel bullied her forward, instantly closing the distance, directly blocking her movement, forcing her to try to retreat, trying to make room.

Ciel was skilled, and hit her chest with a swift and violent blow with the handle of the knife. She groaned and took a few steps back.

Seeing Ciel chasing after him, Sophia quickly raised her head and unleashed the power of the charred ring, which immediately turned orange red, almost like lava.

The charred ring is also in her hand!

Ciel was happier, he moved behind her in the blink of an eye, and the flames burst out, burning endlessly in the air, Ciel took her arm and threw her out, Sophia screamed and was heavily Smashed to the ground, fell to the ground.

Ciel picked up the dropped grey knife and pointed it at her head.

“Give me all my things,” Ciel ordered.

“Damn…” Sophia breathed hard, looking up to Serava for help.

Serava drew out her sword, and just as she was about to approach a battle, she was stopped by Doria, who had arrived.

“Don’t be delusional! Give me a hand!” Doria carried the warhammer, and Serava’s heart was chilled by her loud voice.

“Doria! You too—” Serava shouted out of control, “Traitor! Traitor!”

“It doesn’t matter if I’m betrayed or not!” Doria said, “I can do whatever I want!”

“It was the dark master who gave you all this! It was the king who gave you glory!” Serava hated, “Shameless!”

“I’m shameless!” Doria said, “what can you do to me!”

On the other side, Fowler bit hard and swallowed the snake chain into his stomach, letting it stop.

“Huhu… Our treasures have finally come back, and they really can’t exert 30% of their power in the hands of foreigners.” Fuller was elated.

“Are you leaving?” Charles asked.

“Go back first to get it back to normal, it’s been out too long and it’s gone wild… Next time I’ll be back with its full power.” Fowler took the Serpent Chain and burrowed away.

Seeing Serava’s treasure being confiscated, Sofria trembled.

Ciel took his belongings from her piece by piece, the grey knife, Julius’ necklace, the white corundum amulet, and the charred ring.

Putting the charred ring on the original finger again, Xia Er couldn’t help but observe it again and again, and touched it again. It really hasn’t changed at all. How many times have I used it to save myself from danger?

Putting all the props back on, he recalled the past.

Ciel held the gray knife high, Gladius was still extremely sharp, and the demon with the same name would be killed sooner or later.

I feel like it’s all back…

In the past, with this sword in his arms, he slashed all evil, but now his power is multiplied, and he can eliminate the evil.

The power, glory and faith, once destroyed on the west coast, have all returned.

The grey knife in one hand and the red knife in the other were all familiar. Xia Er carried three weapons on his back, which was a bit cumbersome, but harmless.

The lotus flower can be used at any time, the gray knife is used to break armor, and the red knife dominates the battlefield.

Serava looked at Ciel’s self-confidence, lost her soul, and thousands of loss and hatred welled up in her heart.

Weakness is original sin.

She drew her sword and killed herself.

Doria was already prepared and grabbed Serava’s sword with her hand, and her palm was immediately cut. She didn’t change her face, and stuck the blade with her bones.

“It’s too easy to die,” she said. “Live me!”

Chapter 538 Self-immolation

I’m Leopold Soffertell.

or something else?

Leopold was half asleep.

He lost the ability to control his life, he had no servants or territories, he was defenseless, tormented, and physically and mentally exhausted.

Strange thing… He used to think he would never be like this, he once thought that the miserable life was brought on by others, he would succeed, he would succeed, and he would always live smoothly, but now he doesn’t know what he is doing , I don’t know what to do next, and most importantly, I don’t know why I live.

Leopold reached out and groped, the bed was empty, he was afraid of being alone, but the others kept running away, afraid of himself and his crown.

Numb, empty.

When people are alone, they inevitably ask themselves questions, asking themselves a lot of messy things, such as…

Why in the end did you get to where you are today?

It seemed like just a second later, Leopold’s life had not been like this.

He has friends, teachers, a healthy environment, space to learn and grow, and he has a head in everything he does. The work can be rewarded, and people will smile when they see themselves.

Why live like this?

Where did I go wrong – what did I do wrong to make this happen…

Leopold rolled over, fell off the bed inadvertently, and fell heavily on the stone floor, the pain flashing through his body, he was wearing only purple silk underwear, the weight was on one of his arms, and the impact hurt so much that he curled up He got up, like a baby, emaciated and even more sluggish.

“what–”

He cried out in pain, and no one would hear him. Everyone had left him, and he couldn’t restrain them from coming back. He hated all this, and hated himself even more, and the world.

Leopold wanted wine and food, wanted to fall asleep, and now he didn’t want to move, and he didn’t care about the consequences.

My life is a mess.

Leopold almost nauseous, knelt on the ground, crawled out with his hands and feet, then half crawled and half walked, staggering.

I can’t handle it, I can’t do anything, one bad thing after another, my father is dead, my mother is dead, Serava is gone, no one likes me, no one wants to affirm me, I It’s a trivial little point in this huge world. Even if I die now, no one cares. If there is a magic blade that will die if I touch it, I will touch it now.

After all, no one is willing to accept such an incompetent person as me – the grief is so heavy, but no one is willing to share it, not even looking at it.

Indeed it should be.

My life is a burden to others, I am a loser, I have become an endless nightmare for the people around me, I drag them down, they want to pull me, this thought hurts them.

“You need to stay strong, young king…” The darkness used the crown to communicate to Leopold, “Otherwise, I will consider another one.”

“Fuck you!” Leopold jumped from the ground, grabbed the crown, and tried to take it off.

“You wouldn’t want to do that,” whispered the darkness. “It’s already attached to your skull.”

Leopold roared and tore at the crown with the last of his strength, his scalp pulling upwards, almost peeling away from the outside of his skull, the violent movement was painful, but nothing compared to his endless emptiness. .

The darkness felt bored, realized that Leopold was incurable, and that it no longer needed these puppet tricks, so it transformed the crowns into pure black fluids, which turned into mist and escaped into the dull cracks on the inside of the castle walls , return to Roman Rania.

The magic crown disappeared.

ended……

Leopold rubbed his bleeding scalp.

I’m going to eat…Leopold faints and aches again.

He walked into the kitchen in a daze, opened the cabinet, and found it empty.

Leopold was heartbroken, he hadn’t cried for anything, but now he found it was so fucking painful to be alive.

Life doesn’t get better, and it won’t get better.

Dead is better than alive.

Leopold understood the truth of the world.

The food has been eaten, but there is still a barrel of oil. He used all his strength to pull the barrel out of the height and let it hit the ground heavily. layer.

Leopold whimpered, uttering meaningless shouts, as he would wander in the oil.

The Softel II died, and the last king set himself on fire at Fort Arendil.

The family’s rule is unremarkable, and its members are extremely incompetent.

History books will probably say so.

Leopold thought.

He picked up the candlestick beside the stove, picked up the flint, swiped the scythe hard, lit the spark, lit the candle, he turned the candle upside down, the flame burned upward as usual, sizzling, the hot wax oil down dripping.

Leopold stared at the flames, shaking in his heart.

die……

Death is so… terrifying.

Leopold hesitated.

But I want to die, I want to die.

He kept repeating the meditation, trying to convince himself.

Leopold held the candle and clenched his palms tightly. He was extremely at a loss, but he didn’t know whether to throw the burning candle in. The instinct of life was to preserve himself, which made him unable to make a decision for a long time.

What a coward am I, without the courage to die?

Wait a minute, what kind of warrior am I, and I don’t want to die in the face of such a predicament.

Leopold absurdly thought of two diametrically opposed contents.

What is the difficulty of life and death?

Leopold fell to his knees in the cold oil, his arms trembling.

He heard movement.

Is someone climbing up?

Along the wall – Leopold turned his head and heard a rustling movement, clothes rubbing against the outer wall of the castle, and kept approaching the kitchen windowsill, what was that?

What is approaching?

Is it Charles?

Ciel noticed that there was only Leopold in the castle, and went straight to the place.

Leopold was very surprised by the appearance of Leopold now. He was like a withered man, his spirit was not as good as before, his arms were weak, his face was vacuous, and he almost lost his face. where?

Bleeding from his head, he looked like a wounded man, and he was kneeling in the viscous oil with a candle in his hand.

[End of This Chapter]