Thousand Blades of Death

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Looking up, the dark clouds that covered the whole sky from early in the morning seemed to finally be intolerable and spit out a drizzle. Looking at the smoggy world in front of him, the warrior of the kingdom Ge Gefu Storonov gave a scream.

If you can leave early, you might be able to go home in time without the rain.

Looking up at the sky, heavy dark clouds enveloped the airtight. The king of the Kingdom of Yestijri, Yestyje, saw no gaps. Even if I continue to wait, I am afraid that the rain will not stop.

He gave up staying in the king city to wait for the rain to stop, put on the hat attached to the cloak coat, and set foot in the rain.

The janitors let him go as soon as they saw him, and he walked towards the central avenue of the capital.

This avenue is usually full of vitality, but now there are few people, only a few people are walking carefully on the wet and dark road to avoid falling.

There are very few passers-by, and it should have been raining for some time.

In this case, there is no way. It should be the same even if you come out early.

The heavy rain made the cloak coat more and more heavy. He walked silently in the rain, passing by several people wearing the same rain gear. Although this cloak jacket can be used as a rain gear, the wet touch sticks to the skin, which is quite uncomfortable. Ge Gefu accelerated his pace and hurried home.

Getting closer to his home, he would soon be liberated from the wet-answer coat, and thought of this, Ge Jiefu breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, his consciousness was inadvertently attracted to something. In a world like a tulle, turning right from the avenue into a path, a man who didn't care about being wet by the rain and sitting on the ground with his whole body caught Ge Jeff's attention.

The hair seemed to be dyed casually, the original hair color was visible at the root of the hair, and the wet hair was attached to the forehead and dripping with water. The man bowed his head a little, and could not see his facial features.

The reason why Ge Jeff's eyes stay on the man is not because in this rain, the man didn't even wear rain gear, and he didn't care that he was wet and made Ge Jeff feel strange. He felt a sense of incongruity from the man. Especially the man's right hand, which attracted his attention.

The man was like a child holding his mother's hand and holding a weapon tightly, which didn't match the dirty look of the man. It was produced in a city that is said to be located in the desert of the far south. A weapon called a "knife" is very rare.

Even holding a knife... is it a thief... wrong. This man gives me the feeling that it is not that kind of thing. How much do you miss me?

Ge Jiefu had a wonderful mood. It feels like something is wrong, just like a button is wrong.

When Ge Jeff stopped and looked at the man's profile seriously, his memory suddenly recovered like a storm.

"Are you... Ann, Anglaus?"

When the words went out, Gu Gefu immediately had a thought, and thought it was impossible.

In the past, when the kingdom was competing in the past, the opponent who fought in the final was Brian Angelus.

The figure of the man who fought fiercely against himself and was inseparable is still imprinted in Geoff's mind. It was the strongest rival among the warriors he had encountered since he held the sword to this day-maybe it was only wishful thinking of Ge Gefu, but he still regards Brian as a strong enemy, and he cannot forget his appearance.

That's right. The man's thin profile looked exactly like his rival in memory.

But-this is impossible.

The appearance is indeed very similar. Although years have caused some changes, we can still clearly see the past. However, the man in Ge Gefu's memory never showed such a cowardly expression. He was confident in his swordsmanship and exuded a fierce fighting intention. Instead of such a virtuous old dog.

Stepping on the crackling water, Ge Gefu walked towards the man.

The man seemed to react to the sound and slowly raised his head.

Gu Gefu gasped. Looking at it from the front, convinced him. The man is indeed Brian Angelus.

However, he has lost the glory of the past and has completely become a dog of mourning. Brian in front of Gu Gefu is like this.

Brian staggered up. The kind of bulky movements that can be called lazy, is by no means the behavior the soldier should have. Not even veterans are of this virtue. His eyes fell to the ground, and he turned around without a word. Then walked away listlessly.

The back becomes smaller and smaller in the rain. Ge Gefu had a hunch that once separated like this, he would never see Brian again, and quickly stepped forward and shouted:

"...Anglaus! Brian Angelos!"

If the other party said, "You admit the wrong person", Ge Gefu intends to convince himself that they just look like. However, the sound of a mosquito's cry reached Geoff's ear.

"...Storonov?"

There is no imposing voice. That voice and Brian's voice in his memory were just like two people.

"What happened, what happened?"

He asked in amazement.

what the **** is it?

No matter what kind of person, it is possible to fall. This kind of person Ge Jeff also read more. Those who blindly escape and seek comfort will often lose everything because of a failure.

However, he just couldn't associate that kind of man with the swordsmanship genius Brian Angelus. Perhaps it was because he did not want to admit the strongest adversary in the past, but now he has fallen to this point.

The sight of the two intersect.

What kind of expression is this...

Cheeks were thin, and deep dark circles appeared under the eyes. His eyes are pale and his face is pale. It's like a dead man.

"...Storonov. Ruined."

"what?"

Hearing this, Ge Jeff first looked at the knife Brian held. However, Gu Gefu realized that he had made a mistake. He said ruined, not referring to the knife—

"I said, are we strong?"

He could not answer "strong".

Gu Gefu thought of the Kahn village. If there was no man named Ma Yuan at the time, he would have died with his men and died. Known as the strongest kingdom, it's just that. He would never dare to raise his head and say how strong he is.

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