Mordechai recalled the old, forbidden summoning word. He said it with the name Jericho. He kept repeating this sentence, using the last remnant of his power to throw a grappling hook with a thread, hoping to hold on for a while. Mordechai felt weak for the second time, although he didn't know how much time had actually passed. He couldn't even hear his own voice anymore, and the sound of the wind blowing across the grass gradually disappeared.
"Mordecai?" a low voice asked.
Hearing his name, Mordecai suddenly regained consciousness.
"Mordecai, why did you call me?" said the voice.
Mordechai heard the voice of the fallen angel, full of power. He opened his eyes, and there was a man's shadow standing on him. For a moment, Mordechai thought he had seen two large winged tails—it seemed that the feathers were dirty. Then the shadow disappeared, leaving only the man.
He bent down and checked the sword protruding from Mordechai's belly. The angel stretched out his hand and flicked the hilt with his long index finger. The sword trembled, and once again sent a painful shimmer to Mordechai's body. I'm not dead yet. Although it was painful, he was relieved.
The angel’s face looks beautiful, as beautiful as a snake or a deadly spider. Jericho’s forbidding face may be radiant at some point, but somehow the light is gone, leaving nothing but sadness. The emptiness. Jericho smiled and stared at Mordechai's face.
"I bet you never thought it would be like this, did you, Mordecai?" The whole situation seemed interesting to the angel. "The friends in your temple don't look good, but you look terrible. Oh, I'm not a very comfortable person, do I?"
"Help me, Jericho," Mordecai became nervous.
"You are dead, poor Mordecai," Jericho said, shaking his head mockingly.
"I'm not dead yet," Mordechai spit in a new sense of pain.
"Yes, but I have no reason to help you," Jericho said. "You will be in Tuocheng soon, and I have no reason to postpone it." He stood up, turned around, and left Mordechai's body, not interested now.
Mordechai's last hope is disappearing. "Wait!" he pleaded.
Jericho disappeared.
"Satan's guardian is still alive!" Mordechai said these words in one last breath. He swayed on the edge of the cliff of the living world, and then fell forever into the hell of the dead.
Jericho rushed to Mordechai's side immediately, his hand held the sword tightly, and every time his heartbeat weakened, blood would flow through the wound. Jericho reached into the wound and began to repair the most serious wound.
After experiencing several tense moments, Mordechai was breathing precious air like a person coming out of the abyss. His heart rate rose steadily, blood flow began to gradually increase with the contraction of his heart, and his blood pressure Rise to an acceptable level. Jericho relaxed the wound. Although Mordechai has not regained consciousness, he is still alive.
Jericho looked at the unconscious man and laughed himself. How could they be so stupid—thinking that defeating the Almighty is so easy. Just like when Morey declared victory nine years ago, it now makes perfect sense. At that time, Jericho had his own doubts. These doubts seem to have been confirmed. The selected child survived.
The sun sank below the horizon, Van Fan and Gideon had been riding for several hours without much conversation. Gideon hoped that they could camp after hunting. Fan Fan agreed. He hadn't eaten for two days and his stomach was cramping.
They came to a place where pine trees soared into the clouds, and the sparse bushes made it easy to walk between the trees. At this time of year, pine needles form a thick mat on the forest floor, helping to muffle their footsteps.
Gideon ordered them to stop. He took out two arrows from his quiver. Fan Fan was about to say something, but Gideon quickly silenced him with a gesture. He pointed to the dim forest on the side of the road, Fan Fan noticed a little movement, something was watching them anxiously.
Both of them are standing behind the horse now. An animal may be scared by people walking around, but they will not be led by the horse. Gideon shè out two arrows at the same time, these arrows and Fan Fan see The arrows of Gideon shè on Mordechai’s priests are different. Instead of a needle tip, both arrows are equipped with diamond-shaped heads, which can cause more internal damage and longer bleeding time.
Gideon's middle finger curled up, separating the flight paths of the double arrows once, and Fan Fan looked at the trees. His new senses came again, as happened when Mr. Hollinger's doomed delegation was slaughtered. He saw the animal-a casual deer, as if it stood completely in the daytime. The animal hides behind a pine tree nearly a hundred meters away. Fan Fan heard its heartbeat, smelled its scent, and saw heat rising from his body.
Gideon made the two arrows go out at the same time. When the two arrows passed through the atmosphere, Fan Fan saw the vibration of the air and moved towards their goal. One arrow hit the neck, and the other hit the heart. Fan Fan could almost feel the injured heart twitching in the deer's chest.
The frightened animal ran out of its original position and crossed a distance of two meters in the first jump. Fan Fan began to rush forward to catch up. Gideon quickly covered his shoulder with one hand, "There is no need to exhaust myself, Fan Fan."
Sure enough, when Gideon and Fanfan took their horses through the pine trees, they found the deer fifty meters away from the killing site. "Look there, I told you that when you put the front sight in the right position, there is no need to exhaust yourself."
Gideon took out a set of knives from the coat, he opened a canvas bag and put the meat in it. "Now, let's go a little further and camp down. We will leave the carcasses of the deer for other stuff to fill. If there are bears or wolves in this area, I hope they will come here to eat meat. Don't bother us tonight. ."
Fanfan helped Gideon hold a heavy bag of meat, and then saddled Whistler. Now, the moon was shining a weird light on the dense pine needles overhead, and darkness enveloped them. They rode back to the main road, and continued along the bare road gleaming in the moonlight. In less than ten minutes, they found a huge open space with a few sturdy trees sleeping, and they camped there for the night tonight. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)