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Chapter forty-ninth chase, fight to the death

Sherman and Gaisen looked miserable at this time.

They were still wearing their outfits two days ago, covered in dust mixed with dry blood. They seemed to have just crawled out of the battlefield, and their bodies were filled with disgusting fishy smell, which even attracted a lot of mosquitoes to fly around.

Their condition was not very good, with bloodshot eyes and pale faces, and a kind of fragile fragility. Even the strong and strong Gaisen seemed to fall down in the next second.

Their injuries were simply treated - gauze wrapped in herbs, covering the wound.

Gaisen also brought an eye mask, and blood was still oozing out of it. Sherman's thigh was wrapped in a thick layer of gauze. There was nothing on the surface, but he seemed to endure pain every step he took.

Not everyone has the status of Amon, and naturally it is not anyone. You can bring a bunch of high-quality magic healing scrolls when you go out for a long journey.

It is obvious that the two of them fled from the battlefield and followed them all the way, basically never rested, and even bandaged injuries were on the way. The reason why they were persistent in this way was self-evident.

Their determination to kill Amon is shown in this way.

After hearing the question, Gaisen didn't say much, but just silently made a fighting posture. In the previous battle, he had lost all his luggage and packages, but his weapons were still there.

The round shield protects the body, the nail-head hammer is the main attack, and the body is half-squatted, just a pre-war accumulation action. There is already a tragic momentum in the bloodshot eyes.

Silent, but decisive!

Sherman sighed and continued with a wry smile: "If possible, we will never want to follow us, and even if time can go back, we will not accept this task.

But everything is too late and the mission has failed. We must do a good job of the aftermath, otherwise the consequences will be something we cannot bear."

Amon was still in the mood to lift the roasted half-cooked beast meat and inserted it on the ground with a wooden stick, as if he was afraid that the meat would be battered when the battle lasted too long.

Then, he stood up, leaned his left hand against his waist, and held the battle axe with his right hand: "Then you are not responsible for your life now? You will really die!"

"I know, but in this life, there are some things that are heavier than one's own life. Even if you die, you cannot give up."

Sherman said, slowly moving forward. Every time he took a step, his body, which was originally a little hunched due to his injuries, became more and more straight. His sword had been unsheathed and stood up in front of him. Unlike his clothes, his sword was still sharp and shiny, obviously carefully maintained.

And when the sword edge is revealed, there is a terrible and unstoppable terrifying feeling.

"If we win this battle, then the mission will fail, but if we lose and die, at least our parents, wife and children will not be affected."

As he said that, he had already walked behind Gaisen, facing Amon, revealing half of his body and a sword that could be used at any time.

"So, regardless of the outcome of this battle, life and death are only divided into life and death!"

Amon could no longer laugh, and he finally realized that Sherman and Gaisen were indeed not seriously injured and were in poor condition, but they were still mature high-level warriors with all the experience and explosive power that high-level warriors possessed.

And when they are ready to fight their lives, it is by no means a simple measurement of addition and subtraction.

Not to mention, when the two of them gathered together, the momentum seemed to have a strange fusion, as if they were connected, and they rose three points out of thin air.

At this moment, Amon felt his heart beating wildly, and a sense of crisis came like a tide, almost submerging him.

This is a strong crisis that he had only experienced by the wind blade wolf leopard and the battle between the white dragon and the frost giant. It seemed that life and death were only in an instant.

The dragon's power boiled in his body like a tide again, roaring like a flood that broke the dam, which shocked his body, which had not been healed, burst into pain.

At the same time, Amon also felt the roar of another soul in his body.

It was the roar of a giant dragon, as if it was on the battlefield and fighting against countless powerful enemies.

Come and fight!

Let’s fight!

I and you share glory and will not stop until death!!!

At this point, Amon finally felt a perfection, a surge of surging, as if to break the swelling of his body, and the power, endless power surged in his body.

"No matter how many reasons you want my life, you have to ask my battle axe first."

"Come on, stop until death!"

The surging dragon power finally had a channel to vent. Amon ran wildly, jumped, and slashed down.

The battle axe skills are mainly about slashing. Although his "jumping" attack is still immature and his power is not perfect, the axe blade tears the air through the dragon force, and the whistling caused almost forms a white mark that penetrates.

Gaisen's face changed slightly, but he did not choose to retreat, but exploded on the spot. The nail hammer was thrown out with force by him as a hidden weapon. Then he quickly supported the round shield with both hands and suddenly came up at an inclined angle.

boom!

boom!

With the explosion-like sound, the nail hammer was meaninglessly chopped away by the battle axe, and then slashed onto the round shield.

This attack, Amon activates the dragon power, which is so terrifying, even though Gaisen is a down-to-earth high-level warrior and specializes in defense.

But after this blow, he was still half kneeled on the ground and blood coughed out from the corner of his mouth.

If Amon just fought with him alone, perhaps with just a few more attacks, he could disrupt his defense and cut off his head, but unfortunately there was still Sherman.

Almost at the moment of the collision, Sherman poked out from behind Gaisen. The thin sword in his hand was like a poisonous snake spitting a letter. With the hissing sound, he pierced countless times in an instant.

Sharp swordsmanship is a niche in swordsmanship. Although after practicing, the sharp sword blades are combined with extremely high shooting speed, and they are the best at breaking armor. Even the full-body armor of heavy armor knights may not be able to block it. They can be called the nemesis of defensive warriors.

However, because the attack method is relatively single and the defense method is very few, there are not many people practicing.

However, if you can practice this single method to the extreme, and use one stab to attack, and a hundred cold lights appear, you can form a combat skill.

Sword skills - brilliant.

Amon felt hundreds of rays of light flashing in front of him, each of which was so dazzling, just like looking at the stars in the sky in the night sky, extremely dazzling.

But when the stars are flashing in the sky, like a meteor falling, the terrifying murderous intent is also chilling.

He could hardly do any extra moves, so he could only wield the battle axe to the extreme and form a wall in front of him.

For a moment, I could hear the sound of "ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding

Amon's battle axe was wide enough and strong enough. It was not difficult to swing the heavy battle axe. After all, this chaotic dance ended up with most of the attacks. Although he also hit a lot of swords, he also avoided the key points.

After all, the dazzling one can only be a short period of time. After a few breaths, when Sherman exhausted, the sword speed slowed down undeniably.

However, before Amon could counterattack, Gaisen had already rushed up.

His weapon was gone, but it did not prevent him from attacking. The round shield was protecting him in front of him. He rushed forward with his feet on the ground, so heavy, and his charge was so unreasonable.

Shield Technique - Charge!

Even though Amon's power had exceeded Gaison, the cooperation between the two was so good. Once Sherman's sword was weak, Gaison rushed up, not giving Amon any time to regain his energy.

boom!

With a sound of gold and iron, after the battle axe and the round shield collided, Amon was the one who flew out this time. The powerful force pushed him to retreat. When the battle axe in his hand tried hard to lift it, he had to face the dazzling sky sprinkled by Sherman's thin sword.

Back! Back! Back! Back! Back!

Amon had to retreat, but he had to retreat, step by step, and was suppressed so much that he had no power to fight back. He could only retreat to avoid the edge.

However, when he has no choice but to retreat, he has to face it.

At that time, it was the moment when he lost his life...
Chapter completed!
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