Wasteland Echoer

"I... won't leave. Although I know I may not be able to beat you, but... I won't escape from here unless you don't intend to hurt Brother Brett. You know... 'Blood Wind'... …Your Excellency, Cardinal, we hope that the best quality of people in the Church is to observe integrity, otherwise we will suffer the punishment of the Lord.”

Oliver forced himself to endure the red wind, as well as the innate sense of fear among the lost, imprinted deep in his soul and strength, and stood in front of Brett, tremblingly stretching out his relatively weak Arms, open chest and begged.

"Hey, the lost one...boy, you still obey the rules, not bad, not bad. In this year, it is difficult to see such an interesting lost person like you in this environment. Although you respect me very much, I still have to consider whether Punishing you for your naivety. By the way..."

"Xue Feng" said, suddenly widening his eyes that suddenly turned pure black, and accelerated the force of the violent wind magic source that surged through his body to the point where it was almost ready to burst out.

Suddenly, a dark red, almost pure black wind formed a faint whirlpool around his body, and one could clearly see the vortex inside.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts." Oliver suddenly covered the lost man's head under his red hair with his hands. He was not as strong and brave as Brett. In the face of pain, he chose to squat on one knee. Possible panicked yells, trying to alleviate this sudden and extreme pain.

"What did you do to him? 'Bloodwind'! If you don't want to admit that you are a despicable loser, then fight me. He has nothing to do with the 'Mad Body'... battle, and he is still one of yours." Brett instead held the "White Bear" pistol in both hands, prepared for the final battle, and said sternly.

"I didn't do anything to him, and I didn't bother to do anything to him. I'm not a despicable person, so I didn't sneak up on you when you were at your weakest. On the contrary, Brett, you are so fascinating You man, why am I so unwilling to confront you head-on?" "Xue Feng"'s voice became softer and more artificial.

"Then what's going on with him and Oliver?" Brett ignored Bloodwind's rhetorical question and asked instead.

"Then you have to ask him what order he is. You are a human being, and all the characteristics of the lost ones have nothing to do with you. Human beings are beasts that have transcended wild nature. This is my definition. The law among beasts is, Once you encounter someone whose size, strength and momentum are too different, your hair will stand up instinctively, your heartbeat will speed up, and you will have the idea of ​​​​escape when your legs are sore. This is like the feeling of meeting someone you are attracted to. Well, just like when I met a strong human individual.

In other words, I have broken through the level 4 hope last month and saw the golden light created by the Creator. That day, I knelt on my knees and prayed devoutly to God and the Creator in the desert on the edge of the highlands. The light happened to shine through the clouds to my side. This feeling was like being wrapped in a warm body, which made me feel happy. . "Xue Feng" said drunkenly.

"Brother Brett, I am indeed...in pain at level 5. Logically speaking..." Oliver endured the exploding pain and gradually blurred and drowsy mental state, and supported his body forcefully. , trying to resist the fear brought about by this nature, told Brett Kopp:

"Sequence 7 is a level shared by humans and the lost, Sequence 6 is the natural level of the Lost, Sequence 5 can be reached with a little effort, but Sequence 4 and above... are things that require sacrifice. Existences that can only be touched by the enlightenment of life. Therefore, those above level 4 are called upper levels, and those below are generally called lower levels. The upper level will suppress the lower level, and the upper level will suppress the bloodline and nature fields. "

"Well, that's right." "Xue Feng" squinted his eyes slightly and nodded:

"You are not stupid. For you, I really don't need to make any unnecessary movements. As long as I release my power slightly, you will bow to me, then be suppressed by me, worship me, and obey me. In this way, Of course you won't disturb my private meeting with Brett. But there is one thing I hope you can pay attention to. Your name is Oliver, right? Oliver... Little brother, you should still remember the three categories of the three major churches. There should be some rules and regulations among those who have lost their status."

"What...what do you want to say!" Oliver roared angrily.

He was very concerned about "Xue Feng", who looked to be only four or five years older than him, calling him "younger brother". Although according to their status, some high-ranking purple-clothed cardinals did have the right to call middle-class and low-class lost people at will, but that Only in terms of regulations, not in practice.

Moreover, under the current situation, Brett's strength alone is not enough to resist the "Blood Wind". He has also heard that the prey targeted by the seemingly "delicate" Cardinal in front of him cannot escape. , even if there are occasional exceptions, "Blood Wind" will not give up the target easily until the target dies.

Therefore, he tried his best to use the fire magic power generated by the spirit formation just now, trying to launch an attack first in an unfavorable situation.

However, he soon discovered that under the suppression of power, his magic source power was temporarily sealed. It was like coming into contact with those new "Demon Annihilation" machines produced by the empire, and he only felt the initial flow. Feeling it, it completely disappeared.

"What I want to say is," the voice of "Blood Wind" came out from the whirlpool again:

"The "Category Level Regulations" stipulate that a low-grade person must bow when meeting a high-grade person, and must not make any hostile behavior. Anyone who offends will be punished by being imprisoned. Oliver, I think you should be the most You are a deacon, maybe even only a believer. Then I will punish you on behalf of the Pope."

"Bloodwind"'s words seemed very understated, but his power would not deceive his true inner thoughts.

After muttering some spells in the ancient Zine Empire language, the iron chain near "Blood Wind"'s right hand suddenly floated upward a little, making a "clucking" sound.

Then, "Blood Wind" waved his right hand gently, and the chain quickly wrapped around Oliver's body like a python, taking advantage of the red wind.

With just one blow, before Oliver had time to react, he was carried up into the air by iron chains and tied to a tall and straight branch with withered leaves and crooked shape that looked like a devil. superior.

"Brett, it's just you and me now. That annoying little brother is out of our sight. I wonder if we can have some very necessary conversations?" "Bloodwind" said.

He gradually withdrew the power surging around his body and the dark red vortex that formed, and asked sincerely with a pleading and delicate tone.

Brett was instantly stunned by his behavior. His lips moved, and after thinking for a while, he didn't utter a single word.

"You don't know what to say, do you? Then I want to talk about humans and the lost first. Humans are naturally one level lower than the lost, but one level higher than the unconscious unintentional people. But with human beings' In terms of basic physical strength, strength, agility, resistance to attack, and comprehension ability, they cannot compete with the Lost Ones, especially the 'Mad Body', a strong guy who is often in a manic state. Even if there is a holy object , or even the blessing of sequential monsters won’t work.”

"Get to the point." Brett urged impatiently. He obviously felt that his mental state was getting worse. He didn't want to procrastinate in such a complicated and fantasy environment.

"What I want to say is that if your 'divinity' belonging to the Klein family is not causing trouble, I'm afraid it's your ignorance." "Xue Feng" analyzed.

"Ignorant? Am I ignorant?" Brett laughed mockingly.

"Most humans don't know the powerful power of the Lost One, so they are fearless and move forward bravely. And you are a strong human being. Your confidence in your own body should suppress more fear, so you defeated the 'Crazy Body' That wolf-headed body. Have you heard of the widely circulated words of wisdom from a writer named 'George England' in the Putoa Federation?" "Bloodwind" twisted his somewhat stiff neck and stood up straight. The body said.

"No, I don't pay that much attention to the writers of the Putoa Federation."

"I tell you, that sentence is: 'Ignorance is great power.'" "Bloodwind" said.

Then, he stared expectantly into Brett's green eyes, waiting for his response.

After two or three seconds, Brett answered slowly and leisurely:

"You are expecting me to say the two sentences above, right? Unfortunately, I can't say it, and I don't think you can say it either. In legend, once someone reads these three sentences from "The Ancient World of All Things" If he tells it in full, he will be cursed by the gods. Because this will be regarded as the greatest disrespect for the gods."

"You know, Brett...brother. You lied to me and said you didn't know, haha." A terrifying laugh came from the throat of "Bloodwind":

"Speaking of Brother Brett, I quietly followed the 'Ruin Hunters' led by that idiot Wovkoski all the way here just to get the chance to meet you alone.

You are so charming, and your figure is the envy of many women, even men. And you know how to fight, and your body without magic power even has power that exceeds that of the Lost One. I can see through your actions, words and attitude that you are still a trustworthy and upright person. Besides, your wisdom is so intoxicating. To be honest, 'Mad Body' really asked me to kill you, or at least destroy you. But I can’t let it go, even now when the three major churches are dying, I can’t let it go. "

"Don't talk nonsense. If you can't bear it, let us go." Brett looked disdainfully at the mentally abnormal Cardinal "Xue Feng" in front of him with disdain.

"That's not possible. I still want to get in touch with you in battle and experience the power of your body. I haven't introduced myself yet, right? I want to make up for it later." "Xue Feng" said.

He stretched out his flesh-colored tongue, which was much longer than a human's, and used the tip to lick the corners of his mouth with pleasure.

Then he closed his eyes intoxicatedly, took a deep breath, and tried his best to feel the smell of blood, the smell of the lost, the smell of oil, the fragrance of plants, and the unique smell of human body sweat in the air.

After opening his eyes again, he stretched out his left hand and kept turning his wrist.

Then, the blood-red brilliance of the iron chain in front of him was mixed with the sound of metal collision and quickly explored inward, emitting a dazzling multi-colored light.

A few seconds later, a Xilu longsword about one meter long, about half the height of a human being, with a bright red aura, emerged from the light.

Brett looked at it cautiously and carefully. The style of the long sword was very ancient, almost a popular product before the Third Era. It was not straight, but had a slight curvature, which seemed to be somewhere between a sword and a knife. In addition to stabbing, it can also slash.

Near the hilt of the sword is a silver-white entity, engraved with a emblem called "Eternal Dawn Glory" that resembles the emblem of an ancient family in the Western Continent where the sun, clouds and flowers intertwine.

But the sword itself is made of black patterns imprinted on a red background. Under the power of the "blood wind", there are also some silver-white "insects" lingering around the sword body like electric current. , lap after lap, tirelessly.

"I am the Cardinal of the Church of Dark Night, the ninth 'Bloodwind' among the 12 regular cardinals. I have more than half of the blood of the Vampire family, and half of the identity of the Lost. As you can see, I have control The ability of wind and blood. And I don't plan to rely on the power of magic to fight you now. Brother Brett, although the spirit of knighthood has died long ago, I still want to use this 'Sword of Ashes' uprightly. 'Ashes' and 'Embers' are two swords that carry the aura of extreme 'sadness', and only vampires can control them to fight you."

"Bloodwind" roared, suddenly changed his tone and posture, and looked at Brett with a determined look similar to that of a [warrior] or a knight.

At the same time, he rolled his eyes that turned pure black due to the power of the magic source, held the "Sword of Ashes" tightly with both hands, and squatted down slightly with his legs.

Two seconds later, after quickly evolving some sword-related fighting skills that he had not used in many years in his mind, the muscles in his legs tightened, and he jumped up with the help of the ground like a spring, raising the long sword. , stabbing Brett's neck with blood-red sword energy.

boom!

Brett is not to be outdone. He does not accept the ancient spirit of chivalry. Even if "Bloodwind" wants to make a fair duel, he doesn't want to.

He could feel the life force in his body flowing out slowly and uncontrollably, and he wanted to end this senseless battle as much as possible.

Therefore, he chose to pull the trigger when "Xuefeng"'s long sword was less than half a meter away from him, hitting "Xuefeng"'s relatively fair cheek.

Whoosh!

The moment the silver bullet rushed out, "Blood Wind" quickly adjusted his posture in mid-air, causing the bullet to rub his cheek, leaving a narrow bloody scar.

Then, he rotated his body in mid-air and quickly changed the position of the thrust to Brett's broad chest.

After all, he is a well-trained [Fighter]. Although Brett's reaction was not that extreme, he turned his body within the upper limit of human reach, so that the "Sword of Ashes" only grazed the edge of his ribs, leaving behind A wound that is not too deep.

However, after quickly retreating and pulling away, Brett realized that although the wound just now was not deep, it was moving abnormally and uncontrollably with the change of the surrounding wind speed. Bright blood gurgled outside.