Soul of Negary

"Too many people have been sacrificed for us." Isabella said painfully: "I saw Missionary Bugitel die in front of me, and that existence will never let me go. "

"I think you've got something wrong!" Chris laughed. "I'm not that idiot from Bougetre!"

"You!" Isabella looked at Chris in astonishment.

"Bugitel wants to take you away because of his beliefs. He wants to lend a hand to anyone who is worthy of saving, but now it seems that you have given up yourself, and it is not worthy of Bougitel to save."

"But I just accepted the entrusted mercenary. It is my task to take you away. I don't care about your wishes. Whether you want it or not, I will take you away."

"After all, the life he paid is the reward for the task!" Chris turned and walked outside with a very serious tone: "So, I have to complete this task no matter what, so that I can live up to the reward that the idiot paid. what!"

Isabella looked at Chris who was gradually leaving, tears in her eyes could not be restrained. Her fate was so turbulent. Although she was born in a noble family, she encountered a coup d'etat and the family was implicated, so she could only escape alone. Come to the gathering place of the Cauchy people at the border.

Fortunately, he met a lover who can support each other for a lifetime, but he was brutally killed when he was pregnant. He gave birth to a daughter with difficulty, raised her hard, but was always shrouded in the shadow of a demon.

If it wasn't for Isabella's strong character, if she still had a daughter to take care of, if Jacques didn't want her to live well before she died, this woman would have been crazy long ago.

"Mom don't cry, everything will pass." Nora hugged her mother and comforted.

In the distance, two black-robed arakkoa were looking at Isabella's mother and daughter from the window with cold eyes.

"I originally thought that Isabella had been frightened, but now it seems that she has the idea of ​​running away again." One of the men in black robes said slowly: "Should it be the legendary ranger Chris?"

"Then it seems that I can play against this great legend." The other person chuckled, looking extremely looking forward to it.

"Go if you want, Nozards. After all, he is your idol. It was because of his deeds that you chose to travel." The black-robed man walked towards Isabella and continued: "Isabella's side is handed over to me. They are the people who need to be guarded by the adults. Besides the ranger, there are other people who are thinking of them."

"Understood, Lord Yadley." Nozards nodded seriously: "Although Chris is my idol, with the gift of Lord Negri, I will definitely be able to defeat him. Respect is to defeat him with your own hands!"

Comoros prayed again, and didn't care about Chris who left, or the arakkoa who were about to start. Looking at the black icon surrounded by crows in front of him, Comoros could only pray over and over again to numb himself.

Although the body still belongs to him until now, he knows that his time is running out.

A footstep sounded from far to near, Comoros' body froze, and then he immediately relaxed. He stood up and looked at the handsome young man in front of him. Comoros woke up a little.

"I didn't expect it to be you." Comoros seemed to let go of it completely, with a broken smile on his face: "Is this Nai... that adult's bad taste?"

"It's just that I happen to be free." Noah said calmly, even if he knew the relationship between the person on the other side and him, even if he knew what would happen next, he didn't have any mood swings.

Comoros was cold in his heart, he was still the cowardly kid after all, and even now he didn't dare to call the adult's life,

In a trance, he returned to that time ten years ago.

He was holding a bow and arrow and faced the crows caught in the net. Uncle Dax fell to the side, black blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and frantically told him to shoot the crows. He gathered up his courage and prepared to shoot those bows and arrows.

But the next moment the fishing net was torn apart, and that person, no, that demon stepped out of the crows. The evil and ominous sight of this person made Comoros' courage exhausted.

"What on earth do you want from me!!" Comoros yelled frantically, "I can't even resist in a dream, or even try to think about it!"

"Idiot, haven't you already dedicated your forehead to me? Then why are you still afraid of me." Wang Yuan stood in the pile of corpses with a wanton smile, with a twisted and coquettish beauty. Let Wang Yuan have an indescribable charm.

It is this charm that makes many people surrender to him, whether it is a Cauchy, a Kent, a mercenary, a businessman, even a ranger hero, or a priest with faith, it is difficult to escape from this existence. Dominate destiny.

The more this is the case, the more painful and crazy Comoros is, because it is he who brought this demon out of the wilderness and spread it to the Cauchy people. The leader of , has become an experiment subject to be slaughtered.

"Too stupid, Comoros." Wang Yuan approached Comoros step by step: "Since you are so painful and annoyed, then let go of those irrelevant things, whether moral or emotional, choose thoroughly. surrender to me, and everything that bothers you will become meaningless."

Wang Yuan stood in front of Comoros and stretched out his hand: "Say your choice, Comoros, kindly, I have removed all the other options for you, so no matter what you choose, you will not choose. pain."

"Hahahaha!" Comoros looked at Wang Yuan's outstretched hand and laughed frantically. As Wang Yuan said, he had been completely cornered.

He walked forward, and the illusion left him. In front of him was no longer Wang Yuan, but Noah, his brother Noah.

"Brother, if you can, say sorry for my father and me!" Comoros hugged Noah and left his last words. At this moment, he was finally no longer afraid.

The sharp blade pierced through the heart, and Noah pushed the body of Comoros away with an expressionless face. According to the teachings of God, he collected the golden blood flowing from the heart of Comoros. He turned and said to the arakkoa who appeared outside. : "The world's most wanted criminal, Chris Modo, accused of killing the former leader of Comoros."

"Finally, it looks like it, Comoros." Wang Yuan stood under the tree, watching the crows pecking at the rotting corpse, and gave the last comment to the former servant.