High Above

  Chapter 118 Ice Prison Ashes (44, w word update please subscribe!)

   "... After so many years of training, Wiggs, it can be regarded as some achievements."

  Hilliard exhaled heavily, and said solemnly: "Your sword skills, even in those days, I will give you an 'excellent'."

   Having said that, only he himself knows how bad the situation is now.

  The source plasm epidemic poison 'Ice Prison Ash' originated from the Great Labyrinth 'Northern Sea Ice Prison'. It is a vicious poison that can corrode all source plasm structures and proliferate itself.

After research, some scholars believe that the 'Ash of Tribulation' is essentially an extremely tiny out-of-control alchemical creation that can only devour and replicate itself. Not only is it difficult to preserve, but it is also impossible to replicate. It is extremely rare. The share brought out from the ice prison by the countries of Xinjiang is not an epidemic in the traditional sense.

  But because the effect is so bad and overbearing, even the ascendant of the fifth energy level cannot be immune, so it is still called one of the most terrifying plague poisons.

  Hilliard is very clear that all his source matter organs are almost swallowed and destroyed by the ashes of the ice **** robbery, and only by relying on His Majesty's last strength that year can he suppress the spread of this fierce poison.

  Without the source quality conversion organ, he can no longer extract source quality from food normally. Jie Hui is only imprisoned, but not eliminated. He can only extract a little bit of insignificant source quality with the most primitive, ordinary human-level digestive system.

  He couldn't even eat a lot of sublimation food because his body was too worn down to digest those nutrients normally.

  So much so that even aging cannot be curbed.

  If it wasn't for the fact that the old knight still had a lot of source quality left over from the past, he might have aged and died long ago.

  Even so, use a little, a little less...it's hard to recover.

  The more you fight, the weaker and older you become.

   What's more, the enemy is still extremely skilled. If it hadn't been secretly suppressed in recent years, I'm afraid they could have looked forward to the former apprentice of the fourth energy level, the flow sound knight Wiggs.

   "You have never taught me swordsmanship... but now you are evaluating the pros and cons of my swordsmanship?!"

   Obviously being praised by the mentor who has been chasing after him, Wiggs was angry instead: "It would be better to say that everyone who inspected the Knights back then was really put in your eyes!"

   "All the people you left behind, all the colleagues and disciples who were put to death by the new emperor, those who still believed that you would come back before they died...you use this kind of eyes... use this kind of thinking to examine!?"

   Hilliard was just silent. He was really speechless.

   "Goo!"

  At this moment, Wiggs took out a tube of medicine from the armor, poured it directly into the mouth, even stuffed it into the throat, crushed the medicine tube with the extremely tough esophagus, and swallowed the glass together with it to absorb the medicine effect.

  Hilliard's expression froze, because he could see that among the medicines taken by the other party, there were liquid source substances, advanced restoration medicines, steel tranquilizers, and other sublimation medicines whose value was calculated in hundreds of talers.

  The opponent came more than prepared, he was fighting with himself with the heart of death!

  Boom!

  Blood poured into his eyes, and Wiggs opened his eyes angrily.

  He has already seen that Hilliard, who is old and weak, and the source of his body is constantly being consumed, has not much strength left...

   At most, there is only one blow left!

   As long as he survives this blow, he can win!

   Without any extra words, after taking the medicine, Wiggs stopped drinking and stepped forward.

   Almost stained red with blood, the shattered bone armor was once again replenished from the earth. The source matter in his body erupted, and invisible power poured into the great sword in his hand, and then disappeared in an instant, creating a whirlpool storm.

The enamel scorpion spider has the ability to control the calcium and shift its center of gravity in a short period of time - this allows it to sting the 'tail hammer' with lightning speed, using its whole body strength and its own weight , crushing the prey.

And Wiggs used it in his swordsmanship. His sword is the tail hammer of the scorpion spider. Every swing is a 'sting' that is enough to smash the chariot. If coupled with the great knight-level precision Sword skills are even more powerful enough to tear apart the sound barrier and the atmosphere.

   At this moment, the long sword in the hands of the Liuyin knight caused the surrounding air to howl, and the wind and thunder intersected.

Faced with such a blow, Hilliard must also take it seriously. He raised the black iron long sword in his hand, and the light golden light lit up. The surging sand and dust slapped on the illusory source quality, but there was a sound of gold and iron colliding. sound.

The unique skill of a patrolling knight, blasting his former mentor with all his strength, but the old knight just retaliated with a long sword infused with source matter - the weapons of the two sides collided and erupted with thunder, causing the surrounding invisible air to vibrate Shattered, the wind shook endlessly.

After catching Hilliard's heavy sword, Wiggs wanted to take advantage of the situation to fight back, but he thought that the opponent was about to be exhausted, but he was shocked to find that the old knight had cut him with an even heavier sword, and once again cut himself forced back.

   "Stronger than I imagined... As expected of a mentor!"

  Gritting his teeth and persisting, although the black-haired knight feels unbelievable, if it is Hilliard, it is normal to have this kind of strength—he also squeezed his own potential and the power of the potion, and continued to slash and stab.

  However, there is another sword.

  There is another sword after one sword.

  After that, there is still a sword!

Wiggs stared in disbelief at the precarious yet majestic figure in front of him—although there was only a sliver of strength and life left, but it could continue to bloom far beyond his imagination, far beyond all his expectations. strength!

  No matter how Wiggs changed his tactics, no matter how he tried to break through Hilliard's defense, all of them returned in vain. The old knight's defense was as strong and thick as a mountain, and his offensive was as unstoppable as a landslide.

  Obviously just an old and frail old man, but he stood straight in front of him, standing still.

   But even so!

"That's it!"

  Called almost frantically, staring at the figure in front of him that seemed to overlap with the past, Wiggs also charged with his sword all the time: "That's it!"

  The old knight just swung his sword silently.

  The storm was raging, shaking the lake and forest.

  During the fierce confrontation, Hilliard saw through a flaw in Weggs' center of gravity shift. The black arc cut through the gust of wind. The knight wanted to block with his sword, but the weapon in his hand was knocked away because of the sudden change.

How could Wiggs not know that the situation was not good? He took a step back, and the huge bone armor exploded on the spot, affecting the judgment of the old knight like a reactive armor, and the whole person escaped from it, dexterously flipping back like a big cat go.

  But at the moment of retreating, he saw the arc of the black iron epee following closely, locking himself firmly from the beginning to the end.

   Hilliard was obviously not affected by any blindfold, and stabbed him in the heart with a sword!

  Weggs turned around with all his strength in his abdomen, exerted force on his waist and spine, and abruptly moved half a foot in midair.

  But Hilliard stabbed out with a sword, still piercing his shoulder blade.

The power of the Wufeng epee easily shattered the scapula and shoulder bone of Wiggs' right arm like smashing porcelain, and even part of the rib plate was shattered and fractured, and the flesh and blood turned into a mud-like pulp structure. It was like being hit by a heavy hammer.

  The black-haired knight was thrown into the air like garbage and rolled several times on the ground.

  But at the moment when victory should have been declared, Hilliard also showed a look of astonishment.

  He took two steps back, instead of chasing after him, he covered his stomach instead.

  Blood is flowing out, and there is a long bone knife that looks like a hand bone.

   "...good decision."

The old knight stared at the long knife made of human bones inserted in his abdomen, and admired from the bottom of his heart: "Knowing that my right hand will definitely be broken, so I simply manipulated the calcification of my right hand as a weapon, before I crush your bones When the time comes, take advantage of the situation to stimulate."

   "Ahem... Let alone one hand, even if I put my life on the line, in thousands of sword fights, it's just a chance to counterattack."

Spit out a mouthful of blood, Wiggs wobbled and struggled to stand up from the ground, his eyes were firmly locked on Hilliard, no emotion could be seen in his blood-soaked eyes, only The deepest determination.

   Joy? awe? respect? anger? hatred? question?

   All complex thoughts are thrown out, he wants to win now.

  The mentor has been injured, can he still attack? In any case, one needs to be cautious... The knight cheered up and digested the medicine in his stomach. As long as he can persist, he will be the one who wins.

  Of course, it is also possible that he died...but so what?

   can die in…

Just as Wiggs was preparing for the final duel, he was shocked to see that Hilliard simply broke off the bone knife stuck in his abdomen, leaving only one blade inserted in the wound to avoid bleeding. Then turn around and walk away without hesitation.

   "Mentor!?"

Watching the other party's disappearing figure, Wiggs was inexplicably astonished, but soon this astonishment turned into extreme anger: "It's like this again—it's like this again! Leave without saying anything, even if you die Tell me the truth!"

   "What exactly do you want to do? Am I not worthy? Am I not even worthy of dying at your hands?!"

As if the dazedness of being in the palace decades ago merged with the present, Wiggs strode forward furiously, but the shift in center of gravity caused by a broken hand and serious lung injury caused his body to tilt, and he could only watch helplessly. With Hilliard disappearing from his field of vision.

   Looking for a monthly ticket~

  (end of this chapter)