As I crossed the ground faster than humans, the flowers and plants around me began to grow and blur. The scratches on Archibald's body quickly ran out, but it seemed that Goddess of Luck was not ready to let him go. I still find it unbelievable that he can persist in front of such a skilled opponent for so long. This is amazing, he has shown incredible flexibility, his incredible dodge and dive, and he can even resist death itself!
"Don't prolong death." The terrible and calm voice whispered, full of hatred. "The moment you enter this shelter, your destiny is already doomed."
Archibald's breathing was unusually heavy and his clothes in ragged clothes got worse and worse every time his body was thrown, but he still managed to throw an irritating arrogant smile at his attacker. He really can't hold on for long. For me, this is like a dream come true, or if I am not forced to save him, the dream will come true. If I can't stop this murderous entity, Archibald can at least provide a few minutes of distraction to buy time.
Archibald stood up, swayed, swayed, and walked swayingly. He looked into the eyes of the possibly murderer, and the smile never rose from his face. I have to admit that he stared at someone like that, in that determined way, because I only met some of the hundreds of people, and I had killed a similar way, this kind of life.
Because Archibald's calmness left an impression on me, I decided to stop hurting him and speed up. Every step I took left a big hole in the ground, leaving a large pile of mud behind me, and the vacuum that opened when I woke up was filled with air again.
There are many people here who seem to be unaware of things that increase the speed. Everything around you hasn’t slowed down. It stays at the same speed. That’s why I hardly caught the light of the Pluto’s silver spear. It’s heading towards Archibald. Erd's chest moved away.
All this happened in an instant, and I suddenly found them two. Neither of them noticed me because I continued to draw my sword, preparing to pass through the neck of the terrible enemy.
Pluto was still in his assassination, unaware that he was about to be beheaded, even though I rushed towards him. In less than a second, everything will be fine-what! Do not!
Suddenly, I stared straight into his cold and hateful eyes. His head didn't move at all, but his eyes flicked to one side immediately, sending out a strong chill, which made my spine tremble uncomfortably, but I refused to let my faith shake because of this; I am here and now Take off this person's head!
I wielded my sword with all my strength and speed, making it uncontrollable even for me as an old man, and aimed directly at the neck of my target. Pluto twisted his body and immediately changed the direction of the spear, so it was now making a one-handed attack above its head. My attack has not stopped now, I think it is very obvious, even he should have realized it, but maybe his confidence in his skills has blinded his judgment. This is not important, all it has to do is to speed up the end of this battle.
Judging from the arc of Pluto's spear, it is impossible for him to rush to defend or defend my slash in time. I watched with an absolute sense of victory, but in an instant, everything disappeared. Something went wrong, and actually turned all guarantees into terrible horrors. I immediately realized that Pluto did not intend to defend himself in my attack, but I could not stop him because the tip of his spear hit my blade and his foot was lifted from the ground. His body leaped over a blade that I couldn't control, and I desperately tried to pull it back, but I couldn't recover in time. I would devote myself to this attempt. The only thing that stopped me was the moment when Pluto’s heel stepped on my nose, I was forcibly thrown back. Well, at least I managed to save Archibald's life, no matter what good it was. Speaking of Archibald, it looks like he managed to escape, well, more like he disappeared, because I can't find him anywhere. It's strange, I didn't expect him to disappear immediately like this at such a fast speed. Why didn't he use it before
My body was hit on the ground, unable to control the force of my kick at the goalkeeper until I suddenly came into contact with something strong and soft, and at the moment I hit it, I screamed in pain. I came to a gradual station and stood up quickly. This is all thanks to the ability to regenerate that I was given. I looked at it curiously and wanted to see what I had hit. I could only see pieces of rags piled on the ground. It trembled suddenly, and trembled to the height of a human being.
"What the hell are you doing?" Archibald cried out in tears. "I used my great power to save your life, but you flattened me in return?!"
Oh, that's why Pluto suddenly turned the target to him. I think I understand now that when Pluto first attacked, Archibald must have done something, opened an entrance or something. This also explains why our enemy retreated immediately before his strike landed.
"Anyway," I muttered to myself, expressing just as much gratitude. "Don't be angry with me, it is your own fault, because you are standing on my way. "What are you doing here?"
"I fell from an entrance and came here! When you have more important things to worry about, do you really hate me that much?"
"Actually I know, but if I wanted you to die, you would have died"
"I doubt it." The thief smiled triumphantly. "You want him to die, don't you?" He asked, throwing his thumb behind him, the monster that quickly approached.
"Shut up." I growled. "He will see his maker soon. Now you just have to walk into the woods and meet Mary. If you want to live, you will protect them in any way you can."
"Okay, okay. You don't have to tell me twice." He muttered to himself, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. In this way, only Pluto and I stayed in the garden.
Pluto walked towards me slowly, his spear swaying loosely beside him. He immediately stopped and knelt on the small crater I left behind when I tried to save Archibald. His hand gripped the handle of the spear tightly, causing it to tremble slightly, and the expression on his face was a mess of sadness and anger. He stood up, turned to me, speeded up his steps and approached me. I held the sword in front, like a novice on the training ground.
"How can you do this?" The terrible voice murmured, and it made my spine tremble. "Her favorite place... You came uninvited and destroyed all her precious flowers, as if it didn't matter. Death is too good for you."
"Yes, I won't die tonight. I will leave this place alive, I can't say the same to you
"Do you think the power of your false god will save you? It has been an eternal time since I laughed last time."
""How did you know? Anyone who sees this form will meet death soon after. "I told him bluntly, ignoring the profanity.
"Unless they die first. Do you think you are the first to chase me down with that weak force? You are as blinded as they are."
"There is no one like me in my predecessor. There are some things you'd better remember." I told you. "Since you know what you are fighting against, it is best for us to leave quietly without any accidents. If not, you will feel the wrath of the god of death and violence."
"Your false gods can do nothing to me. You don't know what true power is. You weak fighters rely on the power of others, which is why you will never overcome true power."
This is strange. His words have no emotion at all. It was as if what he vomited was the truth, nothing else, or at least he believed it was true.
"Enough." Pluto muttered to himself once again, ready for his unconventional posture. "When you defile this sanctuary, your life is already deprived. You will all fall."
When he struck along the ground and his spear pointed directly at my chest, my mighty power still could barely record his movements. However, this time, I was able to quickly avoid the thin needles made with a flash of my hand, and even had time to raise my knife to intercept his snake-like blow. The sharp collision between the steel shook my ears, and the force of this blow was enough to slide me back to the ground. Pluto flipped high into the air, aiming a vaguely fast bayonet at my head, but I blocked each of them with my blade. My body twisted my body in the same situation, and my enemy landed and jumped through the air to avoid sweeping my legs. Normally, I will only take a blow and let my armor smash the opponent's weapon, but my instinct is screaming at me and asking me to do other things. I have a terrible feeling that the only thing that can be broken is the shiny metal that protects my legs.
I first fell to the ground and cleaved a large piece of land underground. Pluto turned sideways flexibly, sending another thrust to my body. I blocked it with my blade again, but the sharp collision suddenly became more dull and weak. Have I tired him out? I mean, it is difficult to continue a long struggle like him. It was against me at first, then went after Archibald, and then came to trouble me. Not many people have the endurance for fighting like this, but luckily I have Lord Knicks on my side. The strength that God has given me will allow me to continue fighting until the battle is over; if it will be an endurance battle, I will be the winner. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)