Sometimes choices have to be made. Even if you have no idea whether such a choice is right or wrong, or whether it will bring you the results you want, you still make it, choose one of the two, or choose one of more. In short, you have chosen, and from this moment on, you must bear all the consequences it brings, good or bad, whether you can bear it or not. At this moment, Safrot made this choice. He didn't know right or wrong, good or bad, he just had to make a choice.
"If you can kill the nine angels in heaven, then you will be the leader of the Night Clan, and you will have the final say on the Night Clan, whether you take them to hell or heaven!"
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These were "his" original words, and they echoed in Safrot's ears the moment he made his choice.
When he first met this golden-eyed man, he chose to leave, or avoid fighting, but he regretted it afterwards. Every moment, every day, his thoughts and worries about Luvian explained his abandonment of fighting at that time. It was wrong, or in other words, he was not forgiven by himself. In the end, God did not let him regret it for too long. Now... the other party appeared in front of him again.
And this time he actually hit Luvian and said that Luvian was an angel, which was even more unforgivable.
So he drew his sword. This was a challenge, but the other party did not flinch. It seemed that he had found a real strong man, who should be stronger than Satris, but Safrot was not afraid. If the power was flowing everywhere in his body, Not venting it out is also death, so for him, death is inevitable, while life is an accident.
The originally proficient sword skills became chaotic at this moment. It was not that he wanted to be like this, but the power in his body determined everything. Drawing the sword or sheathing it, using his hands or his feet, he would attack wherever he rushed with his strength. As a result, the effect was surprisingly good.
This golden-eyed man was only defensive at first, but now he is gradually starting to fight back. His silver sword is not like the angels he originally captured. It is just to make himself shine more brightly. Every blow he makes is accurate with his gaze and ruthless with power. Without any tricks, Saffrot had to give up the control of the power in his body and completely watch the opponent's advances and retreats.
The opponent suddenly retreated violently and disappeared in the night sky. Safrot was shocked. At this time, in addition to strength, there is also mentality. If you are confused, you don't know when you will die.
Safrot quietly stopped his movement, flapped his invisible wings, and stopped a thousand meters in the sky. Wherever his eyes could see, there was no figure of the other party, but he knew that the other party could not just run away.
"You lose!" Suddenly, his voice sounded from behind his head, and he felt a coldness on his neck. Safrot jumped forward desperately, feeling a pain in his neck, and turned to face the opponent, "Light and In the dark war, there is no choice to lose."
"Are you saying that one of them must disappear?" The originally dark and shining eyes of the other party have now turned into dazzling gold. However, seeing him like this, Saffrot was not nervous. Instead, he was glad that he had not found the wrong person.
"Yes! My mission is to hunt you!" After Saffrot said these words, he suddenly felt that everything seemed to be repeating the same role. At first, Luvian stayed with him in order to hunt the third generation. Didn't she also have a similar mission at that time
"Us? Angels?" Steve was a little curious. Last time we sat down to drink tea together as friends, this time we became hunter and prey. Although as the main god, his thoughts are not like those of ordinary humans, but it happened so quickly. The changes still surprised him.
"Golden Eyes!" After Safrot's concise reply, he pierced out with a sword and only took out the opponent's heart. Whether it was a human, a vampire, or an angel, it was always a vital point. If he could pierce it with a sword, , and then drew his sword to chop off the opponent's head, then everything would end like this, but he knew that it was impossible for this golden eye to let everything develop with such an idea. Sure enough, when he saw the prismatic long sword, he was about to stab him. Entering the heart, but the other party leaned back slightly, as if he already knew Saffrot's plan.
When this move failed, Safrot could only move one step forward, but the sword in the opponent's hand was pointed directly at his heart. If it were his original self, Safrot would definitely jump back and avoid it first. The opponent's sword tip found another opportunity to attack, but now he was controlled by power. At this time, instead of avoiding it, he faced the opponent's sword tip, only slightly deviating from the position, so when facing Safro When Te's sword pierced into Si Di's heart, Si Di's sword also pierced into his chest.
"You..." Steve paused. Saffrot's move surprised him. No hunter would trade himself for prey, but the hunter in front of him seemed different.
"You are the first time I met Golden Eyes. I will not give up such a good opportunity." Although even Safrot himself felt that the move just now was a bit risky, he did not think there was anything wrong with it. This is totally a quick fix. So just as he had thought before, he drew his sword and swept across, preparing to take the head of the first prey.
"You can't beat me!" Si Di felt a trace of pain coming from his chest and his face became serious.
"I just want you to disappear!" Safrot knows better than anyone whether the opponent is strong or weak, but if he is weak, then he will not be included in the mission.
"Then I'll let you disappear!" At first, Si Di didn't want to kill this vampire whom he had met twice. He always felt that the other person was special and just wanted to explore it more, but now the other party didn't give him a chance. Got it! However, no matter how strong a vampire is, it is still far from him, the Lord God of Light.
"Maybe it's you who disappeared!" Saffrot watched his sword stop between his fingers, feeling the strength of the opponent's fingers. He just smiled coldly, turned the hilt of the sword hard, and the sword rotated quickly on its own. Standing up, the four-edged slender sword turned into a cylindrical shape at this moment, and it was extremely sharp.
"Ah!" When Steve stopped his hand, he had already been scratched in many places. He frowned, with a slight anger on his face. The silver sword suddenly flew out from his palm and pierced Saffrot's heart. Lot still didn't hide. It seemed that he was just a puppet who didn't know pain and fear, but he had a heart, because he didn't look at the silver sword stabbing him at all, but kept staring at the opponent's heart, where there was The life you want.
The power and rage in his heart only told him one thing, "Take your heart out!"
And he just nodded silently, because if he squeezed his heart, the other party would definitely disappear.
So Safrot didn't think anything. When the silver sword pierced the center of his body, he just rushed towards the opponent with a cold smile. With those golden eyes, he thrust out the sword and the opponent waved his arms to block it. And this was the moment Safrot wanted most.
"You..." Steve guessed what Safrot was thinking. He grasped the silver sword that had pierced Safrot's body, exerted force with his palm, and wanted to throw the sword out with one palm, when he suddenly saw A silver ornament was exposed around Safrot's neck. For a moment, he was stunned. He looked at the opponent who was already within a few feet, and did not move at all except surprise.
"You are the first!" Safrot naturally did not hesitate, and thrust his five fingers into the opponent's heart, and took out the opponent's silver-blooded heart.
"You are... are Estil's..." Before he could finish his words, Sti's body fell suddenly, and the silver sword that had pierced Saffrot's heart was pulled out by the force of the fall, and fell with Sti.
"Ahem, cough, cough~" Saffrot put away his sword and covered the wound, but he didn't feel any pain at all. Looking at the crushed heart in his palm, he smiled, relaxed.
At this moment, Saffrot's power was almost exhausted. He escaped the crisis of disappearing, and he felt that he had become stronger and more confident in future tasks. However, when thinking about the mission, I suddenly remembered that Luvian was just below, so he flew down.
If you can keep her this time, then future tasks will no longer be important.
Hope she's still there...
When Saffrot fell, his heart was filled with anticipation. (To be continued)