Quenched long order

Chapter 67 My name is majestic
"Speaking of which, it was Kerry who rescued you." Regis took a big step forward, his twisted face broke off a branch beside him, and then he threw it at Saul forcefully.

Saul bent over to dodge, and there was a sound of breaking through the air, and then there was the dull sound of branches hitting behind him.

"If he hadn't saved you, he wouldn't have died." Regis stopped, "I should have stopped him then, so you would have died in the boxing ring, and you wouldn't have been able to kill Kerry. That's right, I should have stopped Kerry at that time." After finishing speaking, he rushed forward like a vicious dog.

Saul dodged sideways, but the left half of his body was still hit hard. He lost his balance and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he had already lowered his center of gravity and managed to stabilize his balance with his left foot, so he did not fall to the ground.After standing still, he looked at Regis's back, but found that there was almost no obvious weakness, and the right hand holding the dagger had not been swung out for a long time.

No chance.

His brain told him that with only a dagger, he couldn't achieve his goal at all.

Regis turned around. He grabbed a handful of soil from the ground, crushed it vigorously, and then let the soil that turned into sand flow from between his fingers and fell to the ground. "Aren't you good at speaking? Why don't you speak? Have you finally realized that you were wrong?"

"I was indeed wrong." Saul replied in a deep voice: "I should have killed you at that time, so that Kerry would not die. He would go to Westwood Port with me and Garland, find a job and live, and then slowly move towards his dream. His everything was ruined because of you, a gambling dog. He trusted you so much. You actually took him to the cursed gold mine, and you deliberately killed him..." His voice trembled slightly, "...I really didn't expect that you didn't even have the most basic humanity, I was wrong Yes, I'm too kind."

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the situation when he was fighting the red-haired miner Andrew in the boxing ring.

At that time, no one could help him, and the only person he could rely on was himself. Now, the situation is the same, the only difference is that the surroundings are no longer surrounded by booing, but the silence of the night.

The familiar burning sensation rose from the bottom of my heart and spread throughout my body from the inside to the outside. Every cell in my body seemed to be burning at this moment.

This is the feeling that the soul is burning. As the quencher's soul, it seems to have heard his inner call at this moment and responded to his request.

Every breath became exhausted, and the surrounding air seemed to be burning together. When the air entered the lungs, it made a deafening roar, constantly hitting the eardrums.

Suddenly, a majestic voice sounded in his mind. Even in the roaring sound, this voice was extremely clear and loud, as if it came from the sky and descended into the body.

【I am your soul】

【My name is majestic】

This is the name of the soul?

Majestic.

When Sauer read these two words in his heart, he could feel that he seemed to be the master of the air around him, and he could control the air at will.

At the same time, he also knows the main effect of his ability, the focus is on the improvement of the direction of aerodynamic force. He has used this effect before. He only needs to concentrate his will on one point, and the air near the concentrated point is like his limbs, which can gradually exert force on objects, just like telekinetic force. Now, the force is stronger and there are more ways, and he can even attack directly.

The simplest and most direct way to attack is to gather the air at one point and shoot it out with the help of ideas, like an air cannon, what needs to be consumed is the energy possessed by the soul, commonly known as soul energy, as long as it is not overused, the soul energy can recover by itself during rest.

Under this ability, the air seems to become a tangible existence, and it can even be gathered to make tangible objects, such as weapons such as swords, or some small tools. Of course, it takes more time and consumes more soul energy, and maintaining the existence of these objects requires constant consumption of soul energy.

"Kerry, I will definitely avenge you." Saul looked up at the dark sky. With the means of attack, he had a chance of winning.

Hearing Saul's words, Regis rushed forward and swung his right hand.

However, Sauer had already hidden behind the trees in advance.

Regis slapped the tree trunk heavily with his right hand, making a cracking sound, the tree trunk shook slightly, and a few emerald green leaves slowly fell.

"It seems that the pollution in your body has spread to your brain." Regis' face twisted into a whirlpool began to turn for some reason, "Otherwise, why would you say such nonsense, you... kind? Shit." He clenched his right fist and slammed it heavily on the tree trunk, "I don't know what point in you has something to do with kindness. You brought Sean, you brought Andrew, you brought the psychic scholar, and Kerry..." At this point, he paused, "...Kerry was taken by you. One draft after another was smashed to death, right at the door of... How dare you say such a thing, I should avenge him!"

"It's a pity that I didn't kill you sooner." Saul no longer refuted, Regis's thinking has completely deviated from the thinking of normal people, and it is not even sure whether it is human thinking or not.

"Me too." Regis nodded slowly.

For a moment, the wind and trees in the dense forest remained silent tacitly, and the surrounding birds were silent.

The past flashed through the minds of both sides like pictures one after another, and the bits and pieces of the past seemed to converge into one firm idea at this moment - to kill the guy in front of him.

Make him unable to think or move, let his body be eaten by insects and ants, and let his bones grow moldy.

Tonight, of the two, one must sleep forever.

Regis, who was already a monster, was the first to attack. He rampaged in the dense forest, breaking the hard-won tranquility. Every time he swung his hand, he shook off a few leaves, and every time his tail swept out, he left an obvious mark on the tree trunk.

Saul backed away and dodged, his eyes locked on Regis' head, the air began to gather, and then, it was launched.

With a bang, a gap the size of a bowl appeared in the tree trunk beside Regis, and sawdust flew.

"No, for moving enemies, it's best to be able to assist in aiming." Saying that, Sauer raised his right hand and pointed his index finger at Regis' weird head.

Regis stopped when he saw the gap in the tree trunk, and then he glanced at Saul, then slowly backed away.

"Pong!" Saul yelled.

Regis jumped aside like a frightened bird.

However, the air cannon didn't actually fire, and the sound just now was just Sauer's shout.

Sauer's right index finger moved to the landing point of Regis, and the air cannon controlled by his mind fired accordingly. This time, the sound that sounded together with the air cannon was Regis's hissing.

The air cannon failed to hit Regis' head, but it hit Regis' left hand. Even if it was a sword, it could only hurt a little fur of his left hand. Under the power of this cannon, most of it was lost.

Regis fled in a panic.

Saul hurried to catch up. However, he just took two steps when he felt a slight discomfort in his head. In an instant, he realized that this was a slight side effect of the consumption of soul energy.

(End of this chapter)