Hold!

Thales gritted his teeth, and at an unprecedented speed, he ducked to avoid an ax strike!

The wind of the ax ripped through his hair and sliced ​​open his forehead within an inch.

Damn it.

Damn it!

This is...a deadly fight!

Thales clenched his arm crossbow in fright and anger amid the sound of wind.

The enemy's rude curses came out, but they couldn't be heard clearly.

The power of termination surged into the prince's thighs. Thales stepped away from him and quickly turned around to face the enemy.

He aimed the crossbow of time at the chest of this tall opponent and pulled the trigger hard: "Ouch!"

"clang!"

Under the loud noise, the enemy swayed in pain, the offensive stopped, and the ax hung down feebly.

Thales was trembling all over, but it was not fear and panic that he had already lost in countless dangers. The unfair battle with Nicolai made him feel the cruelty and directness of fighting desperately. It is the instinct when the sin of the Hell River fills the whole body, and it is the desire to fight.

The prince took a deep breath, decisively put aside his crossbow, and stepped forward.

In the cold wind, countless gravel rubbed against the soles of his shoes, and he stepped back.

The j-dagger, as familiar as his arm, was instantly grasped in his palm.

After the battle with the Fallen Star, his finishing power improved a lot, and his combat reflexes also improved significantly. The Sin of Hell River ignited his blood all the time.

He knows that this is a desert.

No one will save themselves.

There is only fighting.

kill him.

kill him!

With a speed that was unimaginable before, Thales instantly jumped in front of the enemy who was bending down to endure the pain. He strengthened his legs, used the strength to climb up, and thrust forward with his right arm!

"laugh!"

The dagger pierces the enemy's neck hard!

"Ah!" Thales roared angrily, turning the dagger desperately, feeling the wet, sticky and hot blood left on his arm.

The feeling he hates the most.

The most hated feeling.

Let him recall the day that changed his destiny.

That day, he was like this too...

"Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah Kukala!" The enemy's voice was strong, and he cursed painfully in a language that Thales could not understand.

The next moment, Thales felt a strong attack on his chest, causing severe pain!

"boom!"

Under the great force, the prince was knocked down to the sand, and severe pain and chest tightness were felt at the same time.

Oops.

This thought emerged with Thales's painful breathing.

The huge enemy howled miserably, and blood gushed out violently from his neck, but he seemed to have no feeling as he suddenly pulled up the single-sided giant ax on the ground, which was almost as long as Thales. The ferocious and broad ax blade was still there. It takes up half of the ax handle.

Thales, who was still shivering from the heavy fall, could only look at the red and black giant ax helplessly.

Oops.

Oops!

He thought painfully and breathed hard, but his body had not yet recovered but it was difficult to move.

"Seer, Seer, Seer!"

The tall and strong enemy roared desperately at Thales on the ground, as if he wanted to roar with all his strength in this life.

Above Thales, he waved his arms above his head, raised his giant ax high like an executioner, and shook his head frantically, spreading red blood all over the sand:

"Seirike!"

etc.

Seer? Seirike?

This sentence……

Thales felt a chill in his mind: Where have I heard this sentence before?

The next second, the enemy's ferocious ax blade cut down mercilessly.

"Whoa!"

At that moment, his face was facing Thales.

The moment he saw the enemy clearly, the prince was stunned.

This face...

This, what kind of face is this?

The opponent's big face was twisted and trembling in severe pain. It was dark gray in color, with a wide forehead, high hairline, and small eyes.

The knotted cheek flesh is connected into one piece, shrinking violently under the rough gray skin.

The opponent's nose was almost two thin slits, and only a big black mouth opened angrily in the air, showing its terrifying fangs in the roar.

Brutal, ugly, chaotic.

This is the description that Thales can think of.

"call"

Amidst the opponent's wild shouts and roars, the terrifying ax blade cut through the air, dropped to the ground, and slashed towards Thales' chest.

In the darkness, the sound of fighting in my ears seemed to be much blurred.

Thales finally gritted his teeth and looked hopelessly at the falling giant axe.

No.

the prince thought desperately.

"He" is not him.

He is not human.

But "it".

it!

"Fucking balls!"

Under the night sky, Old Hammer's sad and angry roar exploded on the ground. His tone was stern and his attitude was decisive, as if all the hatred and pain in the world had gathered here: "It's the gray bastard!"
Chapter completed!