Dawn of the Grey Tower

Once again, the battlefield stopped for two people, the fairies noticed the female swordsman's reappearance, and the hounds seemed to realize that their master was about to engage in a crucial battle.

Of course, dogs can't understand what a duel is, so they naturally want to come forward to help, and then blocked by the outburst of morale from the goblins, they can only roar puffily at Dunn's back.

And this also stimulated the spirit of confrontation among the goblins. They also shouted. Although the content of the slogan was mixed and difficult to distinguish, it was nothing more than shouting for Ata, but the goblins were a little weird, and many words were not direct and powerful.

"You, are you sure?" Cheese stepped aside slightly, but his eyes were still on guard against Dunn. He asked softly to the swordsman behind him, Ata's injuries are very serious, and it is by no means that he will be safe so quickly.

"I have the obligation and the will to defeat him, I know my state, I am sure." She said softly, her voice didn't want to be sure.

But a decision is a decision, and if you respect your friend, you have to respect her or his decision, even if you think there's something disagreeable about it, but advice can sometimes only end there.

So Cheese stepped aside, and Kailas also made the action of retracting the sword. Although the Sand Sword does not need a scabbard, he still expressed his attitude that he would not interfere. The two looked at each other, and Cheese's head shook slightly, perhaps expressing some kind of unease.

"Remember your wound, don't let it open."

This is all the help the Grey Robe can give. He knew that if the amount of bleeding was repeated again, even the body of a fairy would definitely die. Now that he has found a way to decipher the inscription on the magic sword, it would be a dramatic tragedy if Atta dies here.

A swordsman who was looking for his parents died in a duel out of anger when he was about to get what he wanted after going through all kinds of hardships? That shouldn't be her ending, even if the **** of fate wants to trick mortals like this, the mage will not agree. He doesn't believe in fate, at least not in fate, and he prefers to accept the chance that entangles people like a broker.

"I try my best."

Trying to do your best is not a guarantee. In many cases, the meaning of trying your best is no different from deaf ears. More often, though, it means that the person who said it was not sure about what was about to happen.

Like a captain who supports the roulette wheel alone in a storm, maybe the next second wind and waves will make the rudder unbalance, the whole hull overturns in the roar of the sea, maybe the next storm will weaken, the pain and struggle are like Just a nightmare. But at least, she knows what her weakness is, and as a qualified fighter, she will try to avoid it.

In contrast, hunters only stare at the weak spots of their prey. Hunters are not warriors, they do not need to conquer their prey head-on, whether it is drinking water, eating, sleeping or mating, all available opportunities are opportunities to shoot, traps, intimidation, poisoning, as long as the prey can be accepted, what The means don't matter.

Nature is a savage and ruthless arena, which allows people in it to use everything it is born to do everything, and only people will set rules for themselves and give up those means that can be used to restrain themselves. But hunters do not. Hunters are closer to nature. While hunting, the wildness in their hearts is also growing.

"Are you finished?"

Dunn still maintains the shape of the one-handed battle axe, and it seems that he does not intend to change his equipment. Also, relative to the amount of metal that complex weapons need to consume, although he is holding an axe in one hand, the thickness and range of his armor are quite thick. With Atta's current weak state, even if he can really hit that armor, the damage it will bring. Probably not painful.

"Just finished, thank you for your patience."

Although Atta said politely, he didn't take it lightly. I saw that she didn't wait for Tang En to make a move, and she had already used her left hand as the main hand and her right hand to assist in the direction, and stabbed the magic sword at the depression on the hunter's armor. At this distance, few people can escape Ata's surprise attack.

Dunn in the first duel may be able to, but although the continuous battles failed to consume his physical strength, the loss of mental strength cannot be repaired by the Fairy King's Shield. He only felt a daze in front of him. Atta's sword had already reached him, and the tip of the sword pierced the gap created by the alchemy dice impartially, followed by a shock.

The vibration, the familiar vibration. Once again, the Fairy King's sword and shield were hostile to the wielder's stance, and the tremors they caused blocked the latter's ability to shapeshift and nearly lifted the sword out of the hands of the frail swordsman.

"You are too weak, so die and become one of the many prey I have hunted." The hunter held the battle axe high, and slashed towards Atta's neck against the discomfort caused by the vibration.

"Ding!" The sound of metal collision. The female swordsman held the sword in both hands and blocked Tang En's attack with standard swordsmanship blocking movements. Those sky blue eyes were almost absent, but the brilliance in the eyes did not dissipate.

There was no response, and no verbal response was needed. Atta's counterattack was as fast as a storm. It's hard for you to imagine how a person who was so injured could use his body to make those movements and steps. Is this her return to light? Or was it just her dying hallucination? Or is the spirit separated from the body and imagined scenarios? No one can say for sure, but it just happened, it happened undeniably.

"Clang! Dangdang!"

A series of percussion sounds came from all over Dunn's armor. Without the advantage of weapons, it is undoubtedly impossible for hunters to completely resist Atta's sword skills with an axe alone. But his armor still faithfully protects the body inside. Although the knocking sound is clear, the actual damage caused is not much.

"Fight, fight as you please, you will always be tired."

Dunn's idea was similar to what Cheese thought. Time is on his side, as long as it is delayed, physical strength and injuries will make Ata lose his ability to fight. Then it's time for a counter-attack, a deadly counter-attack, just one shot. Just like when a cheetah hunts, bite the prey's throat and wait for it to bleed to death.

Before that, if the prey wants to struggle, let it struggle. Anyway, the more intense the struggle, the faster the blood will flow.

But the problem is that Ata never completely handed the battle to an intuitive swordsman. Although she may not have such a strong purpose, she always finds a goal for her battle, a small goal or a big goal.

Since such a person decides to fight, it is impossible not to have his own calculations. And Dunn just thought that Atta's plan would not work. So, what is Atta's plan?

Oathbreaker. Flacrag's first inscription, when a man's blade is on his neck, he must kneel before the sword bearer and answer the other's questions honestly.

Likewise, as long as the sword holder doesn't finish asking questions or let go of the blade, the controlled person can't move. Atta used to lean on it and control a vampire all night until the sun came out and turned it to ashes. This was her purpose, the only card in her hand.

So now these continuous attacks are just to hide the real purpose, just one click on Tang En's neck. One click, and the Oathbreaker can take effect.

"That's right, this time."