Kant bowed his head, as if showing humility in front of the beautiful girl in front of him.
But his palm held the hilt lightly.
The golden light on the top of the head was shining, and the majesty of the sun flowed slowly, and the girl in the complicated and gorgeous costume woven with gold silk slowly floated down in front of Kant.
Just like a god on high.
The delicate red lips opened and closed, and the language was extremely indifferent: "Servant, answer my question quickly."
"The present age."
Kant chuckled, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Slightly raised his head to look at the beautiful girl with her thighs floating in front of her eyes, her eyes were full of ferocity, she held the hilt of the sword tightly in her hand, and instantly swung the sharp knight sword in the sheath: "This is a cruel era!"
Senran's light flashed.
The blade instantly tore through the cumbersome clothes worn by this beautiful girl.
Bright red blood splashed instantly.
This beautiful girl who had just walked out of the golden coffin and didn't understand what happened had a dazed expression on her delicate and white face, and she looked at Kant with unbelievable eyes.
But Kant looked directly into her eyes.
The body of the knight brings sufficient melee fighting experience, as well as decisive actions.
The knight sword in his hand stabs straight.
The sword blade directly pierced the chest of this beautiful girl, and as the large amount of blood began to turn red, the luxurious clothes woven with gold threads, and the golden light that was still floating around suddenly moved towards the surroundings as if out of control, and shattered into pieces. When it shattered, a cry of anger was also issued.
"No...you...damn...humble..."
The beautiful girl finally thought of retreating, and the severe pain made her eyes full of horror.
The floating figure flew backwards, but the knight sword that had pierced her chest and heart pierced deeply into her body, and was pulled out as she retreated, causing massive bleeding in her internal organs instead, leaving her covered in blood. All the strength dissipated with the blood, and fell heavily under the giant stone long sword.
"Kill!" The voices of James and Manid sounded almost simultaneously.
But the soldiers behind him did not move.
Because Kant's voice sounded immediately: "All stop." After a pause, he slowly took a breath, and said in a deep voice: "I will do this myself."
System absorption is completely dependent on him.
Holding the knight sword, he slowly walked over.
Refined cowhide boots stepped on the stone slab, and there was a slight sound of footsteps.
Kant looked expressionlessly at the beautiful girl who was clutching her chest and coughing blood. The bright red blood stained her cumbersome and luxurious dress, and the terrified and unbelievable expression on her beautiful face , It adds to the pitiful beauty of being rubbed, and makes people feel pity.
Stained with blood, she pointed her finger like a white onion at Kant. She coughed up the blood and still couldn't suppress the anger in her heart: "You...humble...slave...you dare to kill the son of a god..."
"Son of the gods?"
Kant walked over, his face still calm.
Eyes meet.
His eyes were facing the golden eyes that seemed to be made of gold, the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile, he squatted down slowly, and looked closely at the girl who was breathing rapidly, with blood gushing from her nostrils and mouth, and said lightly: "Son of the Sun God? Too weak, really too weak."
"You...humble..."
It seemed that Kant's words made this beautiful girl angry, and the pupils in her eyes shone with golden light.
And in the palm of the white onion-like hand, some kind of mysterious pattern appeared instantly, mixed with the surrounding blood and the golden light, bursting out a kind of fiery temperature.
"Whoosh—"
The shrill howl of arrows instantly shattered the void, passed by Kant's ears, and swayed a few strands of hair.
"Ah uh..." But the beautiful girl let out a weak howl, her white and tender palm was pierced by an arrow with a conical head in an instant, and it was nailed to the body of the giant long sword behind her, with blood dripping The flow of life, the fiery temperature and golden light originally gathered in the palm of the hand, were directly torn to pieces by this cone-headed arrow.
The temperature faded, and the golden light dissipated.
Kant turned his head slightly, glanced at the ranger behind him who was drawing his bow, and said as if reprimanding: "You are so ungentlemanly, to treat a lady like this."
At the same time, he turned his head to look at the beautiful girl whose face was distorted due to the pain, which ruined the beauty of her white and tender face, and said apologetically, "I hope you don't take offense, they are all rude soldiers, and I have never seen such a mysterious girl." ...Extraordinary power, uh, or magic? I don't understand, if you can, can you explain?"
"You..." The palm of this beautiful girl was nailed to the stone-like sword. The severe pain and the weakness in her heart made her extremely desperate.
Looking at Kant's calm eyes, a fear from the depths of her soul climbed into her heart.
Kant chuckled: "Don't you want to say it?"
He stretched out his hand and slowly stroked the cheek of this beautiful girl, feeling the intoxicating, predictable tenderness, and said lightly: "To be honest, I have loved you from the age of mythology thousands of years ago. , Surviving until now, I am shocked. After all, the lost city, um, should be the golden holy city mentioned in ancient books. It has long been wiped out in the yellow sand of the Nalun Desert. Remain, and... you, mysterious lady."
He wants to know more things.
This mysterious, beautiful girl who woke up in the coffin may be able to bring him some unknown information.
Thousands of years, tens of thousands of years ago in the age of mythology.
It is too far away from now, and this woman is from that era.
This made Kant surprised and curious.
"Thousands of years...the age of mythology..." But hearing Kant's words, the eyes of this beautiful girl widened suddenly, and a slight trill appeared in her tone: "No...impossible, Father God clearly let me sleep for ten years After waking up..."
She seemed to be thinking of something.
He suddenly looked at Kant, short of breath, with a sharp look in his golden eyes: "I remembered, some of you slaves rebelled, colluded with the demons of the abyss, and attacked our golden holy city, that's right, it was you, because you Otherwise, relying on the mighty power of Father God to control the sun, those demons who came from the abyss would never be able to bear it, and it was your betrayal that caused all this to happen!"
This beautiful girl seemed to understand everything, and there was gloating in her eyes: "You...you don't have extraordinary power, and the extraordinary power in this world is declining. No wonder I can't use the power bestowed by God the Father, and I can't perceive this world either. The power contained in it turns out to be like this. After the fall of the gods, the rules of this world also began to change. You miscalculated, you damned servants miscalculated. You have won the greatest victory, and you have also fallen into the lowest point. If The power of God the Father has reawakened, you will never be able to withstand our anger! You traitors!"
"No, I'm not a traitor."
Kant spoke with a smile, his face was calm, and he didn't express anything to the words of this beautiful girl.
Instead, he leaned on his knight sword, the blood on it hadn't been wiped, looked into the golden eyes, and said lightly: "Power? I don't understand, but I know that I can kill you easily now, I think you'd better It’s better to choose to cooperate, otherwise I promise, you will die miserably.”
"Sons of God the Father never surrender!"
The beautiful girl's face was full of anger, and her eyes were full of unforgettable hatred: "You poor and humble servants will eventually become our slaves again, and become us...uh...uh...ah..."
She didn't finish her sentence.
Even the anger and hatred on his face did not recede.
The knight sword in Kant's hand was inserted into her body again, not the chest that had already been pierced, but directly aimed at the throat, piercing the throat of this beautiful girl heavily, cutting the trachea, connecting the muscles of the neck and the throat. The spine directly pierced through the stone wall of the sword body behind him.
"That's a lot of nonsense." Kant stood up and drew his knight sword again.
The head of the beautiful girl directly followed the broken spine and fell on the plump and upright chest.
There is only the final skin and a few muscles involved on both sides.
This did not turn the girl into a headless corpse, but no matter how you look at it, this corpse is quite miserable. Kant's two attacks are completely fatal vital attacks, the kind that leave no one alive!
"Poor, this is a coveted beauty."
Manid came over and handed Kant a linen handkerchief: "But I chose to resist you, Lord Kant."
Kant was expressionless.
Wipe the sword with a linen handkerchief, and said lightly: "You are enough." Turning his head to look at the troops who were approaching behind him, he said in a deep voice: "Women are just useless vases, and you can buy a lot at any time. "
"That's because you haven't met true love." James shook his head, looking at the beautiful woman's body with regret: "But Lord Lord, it's time for you to have a girlfriend. If possible, I can help you in Calradia. You introduce a few ladies, but those greedy ladies are not worthy of your status..."
"Now is not the time to talk about this." Kant glanced at the middle-aged man and ordered: "Lead the troops to inspect the battlefield, I think you can do well."
"Yes, Lord Kant."
James nodded, realizing that he seemed to have said too much.
But Kant didn't care.
This James is like this. If it is in the game, according to the character of this good old man, it is estimated that killing this unarmed woman is an act that violates his philosophy, and he will directly protest.
Sending out a few complaints now is also a matter of character.
But what Kant cares about is the absorption method given by the system after the woman dies.
[Ding... system prompt]
[Please place your hand on the lines of her forehead.]
Kant complied.
Squatting down again, he propped up the broken spine and neck head with both hands, looked at the dilated pupils in those two eyes, and the beautiful face with a slightly ferocious face, and pressed his thumb to her forehead like wings spread Such a sun holy pattern.
PS: I recommend a friend's "I'm in Xianxia's Entertainment Empire", the game house travels through the world of Xianxia. I learned a lot of spells, and my cultivation level increased, but in the end I found that practicing is not as interesting as playing games. "Maybe I am the first man who develops games, shoots movies, and establishes the entertainment industry in the world of cultivating immortals after crossing the fairy tale." Great theme!
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