The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

After a little contemplation, Perlis raised her head and looked at Carly.

"First Ivar, then Laplace."

"Will you be unable to do it?" Carly's voice was extremely cold. "He has taken care of you for five years, and that damn bastard always looks disgusting as if he has a story. When you face him at the top of the Tower of Babel, will you hesitate?"

"Boom——"

A factor energy thunder resounded through the sky, and the all-consuming factor energy storm was about to come.

As the circle of competition narrowed little by little, Perlis knew that she would soon have to make a break with that man.

Ivar Sekepas, agent of the federal order.

Did he have his own reasons? Perlis didn't know. Ivar could have killed Perlis so many times, but he avoided it again and again, and even saved Perlis.

But...he is still a federal after all...

Under Carly's gaze, Perlis was slightly stunned, and her face gradually became calm.

Looking directly into that icy blue gaze, Perlis spoke softly:

"I would hesitate."

"It will also let him rest in peace."

......

8) Martyrs, Roses at the Tomb (Part 8)

Is it over...

It hurts...it hurts...it hurts...

"Boom——"

The factor energy thunder resounded above his head, and the sound sounded a little unreal in Pace's ears.

His left hand disappeared at the wrist, and blood was still oozing from the broken surface.

Broken wrist... When this kind of thing really happens, everything seems so unreal...

They say that a warrior cuts off his wrist. So, can I be considered a warrior too? The warrior of Thebes, Pace Monarch? Ha, it sounds really tacky... but at least it's much better than some unstoppable snow sculpture...

"S..."

Looking at his left wrist which was bleeding continuously, Pace gritted his teeth and raised his Factor Energy Axe.

Then, he fiercely pressed the broken piece onto the Factor Energy Axe, letting the scorching Factor Energy burn his flesh and blood——

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Pace roared, but he had no intention of removing his severed hand from the axe. Sweat beads flowed down his forehead like a shower, running down his cheeks.

After the entire cut surface of the flesh had been burned to the point where no more bleeding occurred, Pace suddenly lay down on the ground, gasping for breath.

In this way, disinfection and hemostasis are completed, and you can live a little longer...

However, it seems to make no sense...

The factor energy storm will begin to descend in less than a minute at most. Including the contraction time, there are at most 5 minutes left.

However, Pace no longer had the strength to control the factor energy claw. The damage caused by losing one hand made Pace unable to even stand. Even if he was given half an hour, it would be difficult for him to recover.

Is this the end? Pace suddenly smiled helplessly.

Am I going to be a liar again? I clearly said I would catch up with Perlis...

Will she be sad if she breaks the contract?

It was hard for Pace to imagine Pearlis crying loudly for his death, but for some reason, he always felt that if he didn't catch up with her, that girl would really cry.

Yes, she is just like my sister...Although she is a very powerful sister, she is still just a sister.

You shouldn't lie to her...

No, you must... cheer up...

Using all his strength, Pace tried to prop up his body and at least try to move towards the pedestal.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he felt that he was unable to move his muscles.

Have you bled a lot without realizing it? It's too late to stop the bleeding...

Only then did Pace feel something sticky on the back of his head, probably his own blood.

It seems... I am going to become an irresponsible liar again...

Pace sighed helplessly. He looked up at the sky, at the gradually active factor energy thunder, and smiled gently.

"My little princess... I've let you take advantage of me once, and I think you can repay me for what you did..."

"It's just that... maybe Brother Pace is going to deceive you again... and this time he may not have the energy to atone for his sins..."

"I'm sorry..."

"Boom——"

Red thunder flashed, the wind howled, and something was coming.

That was the energy storm, and it was coming, and unlike before, there was no way Pace could avoid it this time.

In a trance, he seemed to hear a whisper, which came from his memory long ago:

"The Thebits never have a good ending when they leave the Wanren Mountain..."

It should be Miss Carly who said that? She seems to see through everything...

What would she think if she couldn't catch up? Would she be glad that no one was competing with her for her most beloved little white flower?

I hope she can take good care of Perlis...that little girl is so worrying...

Pace closed his eyes slightly, silently waiting for death to come.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a cough, accompanied by the sound of sand crushing.

"Cough cough..."

It was Balza's voice, so familiar that it startled him.

Balzac is not dead?

Pace opened his eyes and raised his head with all his strength, and what he saw immediately made his black pupils widen suddenly.

He saw Balza Durant staggering to his feet, his upper body already covered in spots and blood-red marks as if it had rotted away.

Thunder flashed by, and the old guard turned his head slightly, his eyes on his cheeks were completely red.

Red crystals grew on his wrists, and even faint arcs of electricity flashed between them.

“Ahem…Heh…”

Balza turned his head and looked at Pace who was lying on the ground, his eyes dull.

How is it possible that he is not dead?!

That's a dead hand! There's no way he could survive! Impossible!

How on earth did he...

"Prince... has ordered... (Wilkin's words)" The flesh on Balza's hand began to fall off, revealing the bones and the crystals attached to them, "You are not allowed to... pass... (Wilkin's words)"

The old guard picked up the golden spear with his skinny hands. His movements seemed to be ten times slower than before, but Peske had no way to dodge.

Is it the power of Red Sugarcane? What makes him such a being?

Is he... still human?

"Ahem...Gurgle..."

Balza spit out a stream of blood-red liquid mixed with various strange lumps from his mouth. He slowly walked towards Pest, the golden spear in his hand reflecting the lightning.

"Prince... has ordered... (Wilkin's words)"

The reborn [Fang] stared at Pace who was lying on the ground, his steps staggering but not stopping.

He pointed the tip of the spear at Pace's throat and slowly assumed the stance of [The HeartBreaker].

"prohibit..."

Getting closer, Pace could almost see the wide pores on Balza's face.

There was no way he could get away.

"Pass..."

The bony arm was about to exert force, just a little bit short.

"Pass..."

"Bam—"

Sudden gunshots broke out from the edge of the woods. Balza did not dodge, allowing his body to be hit by the bullets.

He trembled slightly, as if trying to use his proud senses to block the bullet, but his arm turned into crystal as it decayed, shattered, and fell to the ground—

"Clap!"

The golden spear rolled down, and Pace saw Balza's expression startled for a moment, and his old face turned towards the edge of the woods.

There, he saw a young man with a gun.

The boy was panting as he moved his obviously less dexterous left hand, and on his back, Balza saw a sleeping girl.

This boy's face... I feel like I've seen it somewhere before...

"Bam—"

"Bang bang——"

The boy kept pulling the trigger, and half of the bullets missed Balza, but since Balza just stood there blankly without moving, he was still hit twice.

"Ahem...Heh..."

Balza staggered back two steps, still staring blankly at the boy who was shooting crazily, without reacting.

He watched the young man empty the bullets in the small pistol, then threw it away and pulled out a pistol from his waist with difficulty.

Then, he watched as a dazzling light condensed from the muzzle of the pistol. That light seemed so familiar to him that a faint electric current began to pulse through his nearly decayed nerves:

"what..."

Balza Durant looked at the light and couldn't help but recall his experience as a member of the vanguard of the World Alliance when he entered the Ravis Jungle.

Although it was much dimmer, Balza recognized that light.

That is the light of [Blazing Sun] Amost Li.

Now I remember that the boy's posture was very similar to the [Blade of Babel] that protected everything behind him...

"The blazing sun..."

Balza murmured, completely standing still.

The light reflected in his eyes, and then he felt himself being swallowed by that light.

In the moment before his consciousness faded, Balza closed his eyes and let out a sigh from his rotten mouth.

"Prince...I'm sorry...I have violated my loyalty (Wilkin's words)..."

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8) Martyrs, Roses at the Tomb (Part 9)

Is he dead?

At the edge of the woods, Kemp was panting and trembling, his left wrist still tightly grasping the pistol, the recoil of the previous shot almost dislocated his wrist.

When the light faded, Kemp saw the body of Balza Durant: the old man's head was completely blown off, and the headless body covered with scars was lying on the ground, motionless.

He is dead...

In this way, is it revenge for my father?