Arknights: Iron-Blooded Savior

Blood smoke.

In the steamed blood state, Rankopel tries to quickly vaporize his own blood, forming a thick red smoke, and enemies will not only be visually affected, but also choked by the smell of blood inside.

Rankopel wanted to use this to restrict Ditheus.

But Rankopel forgot that the Ditheus in front of him was also a blood demon, and in his eyes, Rankopel's so-called blood smoke technique was simply an axe for him.

Disius just shook his body, and all the blood mist that shrouded him for more than ten meters dispersed, and just this moment, Rankopel was staggered with him, and Ditheus only felt his neck tighten!

That's right, while staggering his position, Rankopel wrapped a piece of wire as thin as a hairline around Disius's neck, and then Rankopel pulled his right hand violently!!

Kada....

If it is an ordinary person's neck entangled in this wire, and then pulling it again, it has long been the end of the head, but unfortunately, the Ditheus in front of him is not an ordinary person.

Rankopel only felt that his hand was being pulled painfully, while Ditheus didn't even move, but frowned slightly as before.

"Ahem! There are quite a few cleverness, kindred. In

the face of the attack that ordinary people were already mortal, Ditheus only choked hard, and then backhanded the thread connecting his neck, and threw it hard into the air!

Shout!

Rankopel only felt a huge force coming from his hand, like a fisherman catching a sea monster, and before he could react to disconnect the iron wire, he was pulled up in an instant.

Bang!!

Then smashed heavily on the ground, Rankopel only felt that his bones were falling apart, the whole person coughed up a mouthful of blood, struggled a few times, but failed to stand up immediately.

"Hurry up and stand up, kindred, your limit, it won't be this level."

Ditheus played a sword flower on the spot again, as if remembering something:

"Ah, by the way, tell you, the village behind you, I have already set my sights, although the blood in it is not a high-grade product, but it is rare to run to Usas, you have to take something away..."

Rankopel did not speak, but faintly labeled Dixius in front of him as a must-kill.

Then Rankopel forcibly supported himself and climbed up, gritting his teeth and rushing towards Ditheus again.

The fight continues.

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...,"

Old Ethan stood in front of the window, watching the fight between Rankopel and Ditheus in front of him, and countless emotions flashed in his eyes.

His home was in the first house at the entrance of the village, and he could see directly from the window, and at this time, Rankopel was engaged in a mortal struggle with Theseus to protect his village.

Old Ethan regretted a little at this moment.

If he chooses to continue to fight in the battlefield in the second half of his life instead of choosing to spend the second half of his life safely in the village, then the skills he has cultivated in the army and the battlefield will not disappear with time.

"Alas..."

sighed Old Ethan, and then pulled out a kitchen knife for chopping vegetables from the kitchen on the side, and waved it casually, once holding the knife himself to fight on the battlefield, but now it is just a homely routine.

"Huh?"

However, after wielding more than a dozen times, Old Ethan suddenly began to turn into some kind of peculiar rhythm-like rhythm of the knife, one after another, as if some memory had been awakened.

Click....

When Old Ethan put the kitchen knife back into the knife holder again, the knife holder was even broken in two because of the Limão that had not yet dispersed at the edge of the blade, and Old Ethan's eyes became brighter.

At this moment, he discovered something, something that he had ignored for a long time and was as natural as breathing:

it turned out that when he was chopping firewood, chopping vegetables, and hoeing the ground, wasn't it a combat technique that combined his wind attribute source stone technique and Usas's saber killing technique?

And in the mountains and forests, after holding his breath, he burst out to catch his prey, and flexibly dodged one raised stone and stake after another when carrying water, isn't this exactly the pace of fighting that he practiced when he was on the battlefield with the combination of his wind attribute source stone skills?

Myself really... Forgot them all?

Old Ethan thought as he looked at the cuboid-like bedding folded on his bed.

He may no longer be the commander of Squad One.

But he still, Ethan Winchers!

Old Ethan thought of this, trembled and stretched out his hands, took out a cloth bag under his bed, and looked at it as if looking at a long time.

Taking it apart, a maintained almost brand new saber appeared in front of his eyes.

That's my own [tailoring].

Pull it out, the blade is shiny, almost red.

"Hahahaha... Old fellow... My old fellow..."

Old Ethan laughed and laughed, and burst into tears, but he was still laughing.

"It seems that this old bone of both of us has not yet reached the age of real retirement!" Maybe I'm dead, you're broken, you're all in the soil, and I can't sleep, it's the real retirement! "

Azine~

Old Ethan gently flicked the cutting wind in his hand and emitted a pleasant wind sound.

Flick your right hand and carry it on your shoulder.

At that moment, Ethan Winchers, who was already seventy-five, returned to the battlefield.

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At this time, Rankopel had completely fallen into the downwind, and although he resisted stubbornly, he was already at the end of the crossbow.

Although he had also left several scars on Ditheus's body, they were not fatal injuries, and such injuries might not even feel much pain on his body.

However, Ditheus's seemingly luxurious clothes were scratched by him a lot.

"It looks like it's over... Kindred, I thought you could make me more enjoyable. At

this time, Rankopel was half-kneeling on the ground, his throat was blocked by his own blood, it was already difficult to speak, but he was still using all his strength to recover his fighting form.

But Theseus was already tired, and in his opinion, the limit of Rankopel was almost here, so he raised the scarlet sword in his hand and prepared to give Rankopel the final blow.

"Die, kindred."

However, at this moment, two half-moon-shaped wind blades suddenly struck in the distance!!

Yikes!!

The two half-moon-shaped wind blades just swept over Lan Kopel's side, making Lan Koper feel a tingling pain in his flank, and Ditheus stopped.

Whoosh!!

The scarlet sword in Dixius's hand deflected twice, polarizing the two wind blades and throwing them on the ground about ten meters away from him.

Whoosh!!

After the two wind blades landed, they actually pulled out a ravine that was several meters wide and tens of meters long.

Shhhh

Bang!!

With a metal clash, Ditheus gracefully jumped back and landed ten meters away.

A trace of memory flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the old Ethan in front of him and said:

"Your trick reminds me of a friend I met in Laitania a long time ago, but unfortunately he is not an immortal and has passed away for many years, otherwise I would definitely go to consult him from time to time."

Old Ethan did not answer, but said to Rankopel on the side:

"Mr. Rankopel, you take a break first, now hand it over to the old man, although it is an old bone, but it is made into a stick, and it hurts a lot to beat people!" After all... It's not rotting into mud yet! After

Old Ethan finished speaking, his figure rushed towards Ditheus like the wind, and although the wind in his hand had not drunk blood for decades, it was still sharp.

Whoops!!

In just a few breaths, he and Ditheus had already collided with at least dozens of moves!

"Okay, so it's a wheel war... However, if each opponent has a little strength, it doesn't matter. Ditheus

and Old Ethan could even sigh helplessly as they fought each other at high speed.

"This village... It's my home...!! After

Old Ethan received a stab from Ditheus, he turned around and slashed a strong wind pressure of more than ten meters, raising the snow and soil on the entire ground up to several meters.

Bang!!

Ditheus blocked, but no one noticed, and he stumbled back a little.

Before he could fight back, old Ethan slashed himself with a faster slash:

"I'm from all the kids here... Father! "

Boom!!

Old Ethan's second slash, after Ditheus caught it, could already see that his body was clearly deflected in the direction caused by the force!

"I will never allow..." Old

Ethan's third blow was a simple and swift straight slash.

Rumble!!

This time, Theseus was almost half kneeled by the thick wind pressure that wrapped around Old Ethan's straight blow.

"You did anything terrible to this village!"

Old Ethan leaned back again, and another straight slash with more rapid force, but at this time, the wind pressure on the combat knife had become much thinner, and the speed had slowed down a lot.

After all, he is old and his physical strength cannot keep up.

"Nameless old soldier of Usas, perhaps, you can still make two moves with me even if you are thirty or forty years younger, but now that you have only been fighting for such a long time, your movements have begun to show flaws."

Snap!!

But this time, Ditheus bounced the combat knife in Old Ethan's hand with a polarization between the electric flint, and then his left hand suddenly turned forward!

Poof!!

Old Ethan's chest was suddenly pierced out by Ditheus's left hand, and his whole foot was off the ground, and he was held up in the air by Ditheus in this way.

"Poof!!"

But at this moment, Old Ethan suddenly sprayed a mouthful of the boss's blood on Ditheus's face!

This time Ditheus was a little negligent, or he didn't expect Old Ethan to do it.

"[Usas foul mouth] Die!!"

Old Ethan used the last strength of his body, pressed the last wind in his hand on the blade and condensed it into a line, and slashed towards the flank of Ditheus.

Click!!

This time, he managed to break through the side ribs of Ditheus, leaving a flesh and flesh on it, which looked even horrific, but unfortunately the strength dissipated too quickly, and that was the end.

A handful of blood from Disius's wound fell to the ground, turning into four or five blood heirs and scattering.

“...... Interesting!!

Ditheus's

eyes turned scarlet and opened in a patch of blood, and then the other hand went into Old Ethan's chest and pulled it to both sides!

Neigh!!

Old Ethan was torn in half in this way, and the flesh and blood and organs were thrown in mid-air, falling to the ground, staining a large area of snow.

Shout~!

Old Ethan's saber also rotated and landed in front of Rankopel's eyes.

"Old Ethan..."

Rankopel was silent, trembling, and forcibly stood up, picking up Old Ethan's

combat knife, even if his bones were overwhelmed.

He was a father.

Once the father of a daughter, now the father of a village.

This knife is his last, will!