The Legend of Fatality

When he thought of Leonor, he remembered the arm that was trying to save him, and he knew who it was. The night owl's inner pain was rippling, and she burst into tears.

"Kevin." He whispered in the cold morning air.

His angina pectoris. She was gone, and it was his fault; he relaxed his vigilance and failed her expectations, failing to protect her. How can all this happen so quickly? So easy? Bian once warned him that the night church would not let them go.

Why didn't he watch out more carefully? Over and over in his heart, he imagined her feelings of fear, without the confusion surrounding him, and the pleading for his help.

Her pain. Her death. He was crying, spinning like a windmill in his head, begging for time to turn around, he could do it again, he could resist their temptations, he could tighten her hands and protect her.

He lowered his sword, and the tip of the sword fell to the ground. He was so tired that he couldn't even pull the sword back into the sheath. It has reached the end of the landslide. The green light gradually dimmed and disappeared completely after he walked into the woods and walked on the road.

Someone whispered his name, a man. He stopped and looked back.

Yeya's father stood in the green light curtain from the shadow.

"Child," his father whispered: "Let me help you."

Ye Xiao stared at him blankly. The morning light illuminates the cloudy sky, everything is shrouded in a damp gray light. The only color was the faint green light surrounding his father, who opened his arms.

"You can't help me," Ye Xiao whispered hoarsely.

"Oh, I can help you. She is with us. She is safe now."

Ye Xiao walked a few steps towards his father, "Safe?"

"Yes, she is safe. Come on. I will take you to her."

Ye Xiao dragged the sword and walked forward a few steps, tears streaming down his cheeks. His chest undulated sharply. "Can you really take me to her?"

"Yes, boy," his father said softly. "Come on. She is waiting for you. I will take you there."

Ye Xiao numb to his father: "And I can be with her? Forever?"

"Forever," the familiar voice assured him.

The night owl walked in the green light and walked towards his father, who smiled warmly.

As the night owl approached, he raised his long sword, and then inserted it into his father's heart. His father's eyes widened and he looked at him incredulously.

"How many more times, dear father," Ye Xiao bit his teeth and burst into tears: "I must kill you?"

His father just glowed slightly, and then faded into the morning air.

The bitter sense of accomplishment replaced the anger. After he turned to the ridge again, the slight sense of accomplishment disappeared. Tears made two marks on his muddy face. He swallowed and wiped away his tears with his sleeve. After he walked up the ridge, the woods engulfed his figure without traces.

The night owl labored to insert the sword into the scabbard.

"Kevin, my friend." Ye Xiao said in a low voice. "You have become stronger, and it is terrifyingly powerful."

"You are too weak." A man's voice came from the shadows. "Don't resist, go back with me. Otherwise you will die here, your body will be eaten up by the beasts on the roadside, but I will take your newlywed wife and the children in her stomach.

"You won't. My former friend." Ye Xiao raised his long sword with a sheath, feeling the magic left by him.

When doing so, he noticed that the light of Sean Stone had penetrated his pocket, and it was still dark with a faint light. He stopped and took it out again and put it in the original leather bag, covering the dim light.

"I will, your wife will be most warmly welcomed by everyone in the Church of the Night!" Said the man in the shadow. "You used to be so good, but your stupidity and arrogance obscured your eyes, and Ms. Black Night will never forget!"

Ye Xiao's face was extremely serious and full of determination. He walked forward firmly, reaching for the stone of Sean under his shirt.

Now the loneliness in his heart was deeper than he had ever felt, and it crushed his shoulders. He lost all his friends. He now knows that his life no longer belongs only to himself, but to his responsibility and his task.

He is an avenger. No more. No less. It is no longer himself, but a chess piece used by others. A tool, like his sword, is used to help others.

The man hidden in the shadow in front of him is no different. Are the bringers of death.

And he knew very well who he was going to bring death to.

Ye Xiao held his long sword in both hands and chanted ancient mantras loudly. His last magic power was mobilized, and then his life. The magic in the air converged on his sword, coiling and flicking.

The more they gather together, the wind forms a sharp blade and tears everything around the long sword. The remaining gentle ones gently embraced the night owl's body, forming a layer of transparent iris with a yellowish glow outside his body.

"Kevin, my friend, we will meet in the endless pit." Ye Xiao whispered.

"Impossible!" The man in the shadow was shocked by the magic of the night owl's long sword and his body ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He had never seen a magic with such magic power. He screamed and released all the shadows, which came out of the dark figure where he was, hundreds of them.

The shadow rushed towards the night owl from all directions, as if to tear him completely. But when they were not close to the mage surrounded by the wind, the huge wings of an eagle appeared behind the night owl, which seemed to cover the sky.

The night owl gently waved the sword, and the wind surrounding the sword moved in the direction of the sword, and the stone of Sean in his leather bag shattered into powder, followed by the long sword with sheath, section by section, piece by piece, Pieces, broken into powder, and even the hilt was not left.

Like the power to destroy the Stone of Sean, the violent wind destroyed everything on the road, cleared a wide road, the shadow disappeared, along with the dark figure. Only the pieces of meat and bones scattered within a few hundred feet are blown up by the wind.

Even though the Stone of Sean in the Night Owl's leather bag provided most of the magic of this spell, it still failed to prevent it from stealing Night Owl's vitality. Night Owl's two temples turned white at a rate visible to the naked eye. He didn't know how much life this magic consumed him, but he knew he had less time in the future than he thought.

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When the night owl tried to return to the mage tower, he found Leonor rolling down the ridge. She suffered some bruising. The night owl did not know whether the child in her belly was safe, but he was willing to kneel for the first time. On the ground, thank those vain gods, this time did not take her.

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