Kant lowered his head, as if to show his humility in front of this beautiful girl.
But his palm gently gripped the hilt of his sword.
The golden light above his head shone brightly, and the power that belonged to the sun slowly flowed. Meanwhile, this girl, who was wearing a complicated and gorgeous dress made of golden threads, slowly floated in front of Kant.
She was like a god who stood high above.
Her delicate red lips opened, and her voice was very indifferent. "Servant, quickly answer my question."
"This is the current era."
Kant laughed lightly, and his mouth was filled with mockery.
He slightly raised his head to look at the beautiful girl whose thigh was floating in front of him. The malevolence in his eyes intensified, and he gripped the hilt of his sword tightly. He instantly swung out his sword, "This is the cruel era!"
A cold light flashed.
The blade of the sword instantly tore apart the complicated clothes that the beautiful girl was wearing.
Bright red blood instantly splattered.
The beautiful girl who had just walked out of the golden coffin did not understand what had happened. There was still a stunned expression on her delicate and fair face. She looked at Kant with disbelief in her eyes.
However, Kant looked directly into her eyes.
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He used the knight sword directly stabbed at the girl.
The blade directly pierced through the beautiful girl's chest. As a large amount of blood began to flow out of her luxurious clothes made of golden threads, the golden light that was originally floating around her seemed to have lost control and instantly spread out in all directions, it shattered into pieces, and an angry shout was heard.
"No... You... damn... despicable..."
The beautiful girl finally remembered to retreat, and the intense pain caused her eyes to be filled with fear.
Her floating body flew backwards, her chest and heart had already pierced through, but the knight sword pierced deeply into her body again. As she retreated, she pulled it out, causing a large amount of blood to flow out from her internal organs, all the strength in her body dissipated with the blood, and she fell heavily under the giant stone longsword.
"Kill!", James and Manid's voices rang out almost at the same time.
But the soldiers behind did not move.
Because Kant's shouted immediately after, "All of you, stop.". After a pause, he slowly took a breath and said in a deep voice, "I'll do this myself."
The system completely relied on him to do the absorption.
He slowly walked over with his knight sword in hand.
The refined leather boots stepped on the stone slab, and the sound of faint footsteps could be heard.
Kant looked emotionlessly at the beautiful girl who was clutching her chest and coughing up blood. The bright red blood dyed her exquisite dress red, and the terrified and incredulous look on her beautiful face, it added some pitiful beauty of after being tortured, making people feel a sense of pity in their hearts.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})She pointed at Kant with her rosy slender finger. She coughed up blood but could not suppress the anger in her heart. "You... lowly... servant... How dare you kill the descendant of a god..."
"The descendant of a god?"
Kant walked over, his face still calm.
Their eyes met.
His eyes looked at those golden eyes that seemed to be made of gold. The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile. He slowly squatted down and looked at the girl who was breathing rapidly up close. Blood was flowing out of her nostrils and mouth, he said faintly, "The descendant of the Sun God? Aren't you too weak? You are really too weak."
"You... lowly..."
It was as if Kant's words made the beautiful girl angry, and her eyes shone with a golden light.
A mysterious pattern instantly appeared in her snow lily-white palm, mixing with the surrounding blood and golden light, and emitting a certain heat.
"Whoosh --"
The shrill sound of an arrow instantly tore through the air, brushing past Kant's ears, and fluttering a few strands of hair.
"Argh...", the beautiful girl let out a weak and miserable howl. Her fair and tender palm was actually instantly pierced through by an arrow and nailed to the the giant longsword behind her. Fresh blood flowing continuously from her palm, the blazing heat and golden light that had originally gathered in her palm were directly torn into pieces by this arrow.
The temperature disappeared and the golden light dispersed.
Kant turned his head slightly and looked at the ranger behind him who was putting away his bow. He reprimanded, "You have no gentlemanly manners. How dare you treat a lady like this."
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})At the same time, he turned his head to look at the beautiful girl whose face was distorted due to the pain, which ruined the delicate beauty on her face, he said with an apologetic tone, "I hope you don't take offense. They are all rude soldiers. They have never seen such mysterious... extraordinary power. Oh, or should I say divine spell? I don't understand it either. If it's possible, can you explain it to me?"
"You...", the beautiful girl's palm was nailed to the stone wall of the sword. The intense pain and the weakness in her heart made her feel extremely hopeless.
Looking at Kant's calm eyes, a fear that originated from the depths of her soul crept into her heart.
Kant chuckled, "You don't want to say it?"
He reached out and slowly caressed the beautiful girl's cheek, feeling her fascinating and expected tenderness, he said faintly, "To be honest, I am shocked that you have survived from the gods era thousands of years ago until now. After all, the lost city, oh, it should be the Holy City of Gold mentioned in the ancient books, has long been destroyed in the yellow sand of the Nahrin Desert. The civilization has already disappeared, and only a few remain, as well as... you, mysterious lady."
He wanted to know more.
This mysterious, beautiful girl who had woken up in the coffin might be able to give him some unknown information.
Thousands of years, tens of thousands of years ago in the gods era.
It was already too far away from the present, and this woman actually came from that era.
This made Kant surprised and curious.
"Thousands of years... gods era...", but when she heard Kant's words, the beautiful girl's eyes suddenly widened, and a slight tremulous voice appeared in her tone. "No... impossible, father clearly let me wake up after sleeping for ten years..."
She seemed to have thought of something.
She suddenly looked at Kant, and her breathing was rapid, her golden eyes carried a fierce expression. "I remember now, there are people from the slave race who rebelled and colluded with the abyss demons to attack our Holy City of Gold. That's right, it's you. Because of betrayal from you people, Father God fell. Otherwise, with Father God's great power to control the sun, those demons from the abyss would definitely not able to withstand it. It was all because of your people's betrayal that all of this happened!"
The beautiful girl seemed to understand everything, her eyes were filled with schadenfreude. "You... you don't have extraordinary power. The extraordinary power of this world is declining. No wonder I can't use the power bestowed by Father God. I can't sense the power contained in this world either. So that's how it is. After the gods fell, the rules of this world began to change. You miscalculated. You damn slaves miscalculated. Didn't you obtain the greatest victory? You are also at the lowest point. If Father God's power were to awaken again, you would definitely not able to withstand our anger! You traitors!"
"No, I'm not a traitor."
Kant smiled and spoke with a calm expression. He did not have any reaction to the beautiful girl's words.
Instead, he leaned on his knight sword. The fresh blood on it had not been wiped off yet. He looked into those golden eyes, he said faintly, "Power? I don't understand, but I know that I can easily kill you now. I think you'd better choose to cooperate. Otherwise, I guarantee that you will die a miserable death."
"The descendant of the Father God never surrenders!"
The beautiful girl's face was filled with anger, and her eyes were filled with deep hatred. "You pathetic and lowly slaves will eventually become our slaves again, becoming us... uh... uh...ah..."
She didn't finish her words.
Even the anger and hatred on her face didn't fade away.
Kant's knight sword stabbed into her body again. It wasn't the chest that had been pierced, but the throat. It heavily pierced through the beautiful girl's throat, cutting her trachea and the muscles that connected to the spine of her neck, it directly pierced through the stone wall of the sword behind her.
"So much nonsense.", Kant stood up and pulled out his knight sword again.
The beautiful girl's head directly fell onto the busty and perky chest along with the broken spine.
Only the two sides of her neck skin and a small amount of muscles were still intact so the girl did not turn into a headless corpse, but no matter how one looked at it, this corpse was quite miserable. Kant's two attacks were completely fatal attacks, the kind that did not leave any survivors!
"Poor, this is a beauty that makes people drool."
Manid walked over and handed Kant a linen handkerchief. "But she chose to resist you, Lord Kant."
Kant was expressionless.
He used the linen handkerchief to wipe the blade and said indifferently, "Having you is enough.". He turned his head to look at the troops behind him who were walking over and said in a deep voice, "Women are just useless vases that can be bought at any time."
"That's because you haven't met true love.", James shook his head. He looked at the beautiful woman's corpse with pity. "My lord, it's time for you to have a girlfriend. If possible, I can help you with the introduction of a few noblewomen in Caradia. However, those greedy noblewomen are not worthy of your identity..."
"Now is not the time to talk about this.", Kant looked at the middle-aged man and ordered, "Lead the troops to inspect the battlefield. I think you can do it well."
"Yes, Lord Kant."
James nodded. He also understood that he seemed to have said too much.
But Kant did not care.
This was typically James. If it was in the game, according to the characteristic of this good-natured man, he would probably refuse to kill this unarmed woman. Otherwise, it would be a violation of his philosophy.
Now, he was complaining a little. It could be said that it was his character.
But what Kant cared about was the absorption method that the system gave after this woman died.
[ Ding... system prompt ]
[ Please place your hand on the pattern on her forehead. ]
Kant did as he was told.
He squatted down again and used his hands to support the head that had already broken with spine and neck. He looked at the eyes that had already faded, as well as the beautiful face that had a hint of malevolence. He pressed his thumb on the sacred sun pattern on her forehead that looked like a pair of spreading wings.
