Blood of Mercury

Kakarite's voice fell, and the surrounding crows immediately dispersed. ,

They moved silently and swiftly, without making any sound.

Different from the previous group of rabble, each of them had two clusters of silver flames quietly burning in their eyes, and they did not hold any weapons in their hands. Under their hoods, silver-white hair color was revealed.

In the vision of the dead crow, anyone with a temperature will be exposed.

These killers with crow-like beak masks and black robes quickly and silently approached every Ash Spirit hiding in tree holes or underground.

Even when their hands were on the tree or on the ground, there was not the slightest sound.

"rest in peace--"

At the next moment, all the dead crows prayed in a low voice at the same time.

The sharp blade condensed from mercury instantly pierced out of their palms, directly piercing them completely.

The poison formed by the negative energy is attached to the mercury, seeps into their bodies along the blood, and easily freezes the internal organs.

In the crunch of the crunch - first the heart and lungs, then the other internal organs, completely frozen in a few breaths.

With the withdrawal of the mercury blade, these frozen internal organs burst open directly. Then the dead crows kicked away the dirt on the ground, or chopped down tree trunks, chopped off the heads of the horrified dead Ashmen and Ash Spirits, and placed mercury swords on their foreheads. The blade carved a big cross and closed their eyelids with his hands before standing up and leaving.

This silent and efficient killing lasted for more than half an hour. But until the death crows all returned to Kakarite, the answer they gave was still that they had not found Farina.

"Lord Kakarit, it's really gone."

A dead crow bowed his head and replied regretfully: "Because of the Druid's rumored ability to transform into animals, we have killed not only demonized creatures, but also ordinary animals. The entire elder There are no creatures larger than insects in the forest now."

"perhaps you're right."

Kakarit shook his head: "But. Farina is here."

"grown ups……"

"I think you need to change your way of thinking," Kakarit said slowly, squinting, "Don't go looking for 'Life'... Go look for a crow who is the same as you."

"You mean—"

The crows who sued for death suddenly looked horrified.

"That's right."

Kakarite narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes slowly passing over the dead crows one by one. Those gentle but somewhat powerful eyes made people dare not look directly at him.

"Although Farina is a Druid and an Ashes, she is indeed a death crow. She still has the blood of mercury flowing in her body, just like you."

"However, unlike you, Farina's existence can't bring half the glory to the mentor. She does evil things in the name of the mentor and uses the ability to sue the dead crow to benefit herself. Even..."

Kakarit pondered for a long time, and finally decided to speak: "Even, this plague, this plague that has swept many countries and is called Bloodstain Syndrome, was developed by Farina by relying on the ability to sue the crow."

"Now. His Majesty Roland and His Highness Helga's orders have been reached. We must slay Farina here, in the name of blasphemy-"

"keep the change."

However, at this moment, a pleasant voice containing a smile sounded behind Kakarit without warning.

Kakarit turned his head to look, and finally saw the true appearance of Farina, who was talked about by Roland and Helga for a long time.

The long, smooth, curly tan hair fell to her waist, and the thin black robe emphasized her perfect curves and her fair skin. Her clear and transparent brown eyes were always full of some kind of implicit smile, and she just stood there looking at Kakarite so pretty.

Such a weak woman, is the culprit behind the terrible plague that killed tens of thousands of people?

a time. Kakarit was a little dazed.

"Don't look for it," Farina repeated softly. "I'm right here. Kill whatever you want to kill."

"However, how do you prove that you are Farina?"

A suicidal crow asked, and he wanted to reprimand, but the moment he spoke, his tone couldn't help softening a bit.

That is the charm that no man can resist.

The fragrance of Ayana flowers and hazelnut chrysanthemum wafts in the air, shrouded in the forest that had just been wiped out by Tradal's martyrdom.

"Do I still need to prove that I am me?" I heard the question from the dead crow. Farina couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, okay, little crows. I haven't been dealing with Roland for a day or two. I know what you are thinking now."

Farina glanced at Kakarit with a smile in her eyes: "If I guessed correctly... you should be planning to kill me directly now, right? It doesn't matter if I am the Farina you are after. ."

"That's right."

Kakarit was stunned for a moment, then admitted without shyness: "Your Majesty's order must be implemented. As a weapon, I will fight for Your Majesty, live for Your Majesty, and die for Your Majesty—weapons. It is a weapon, and the purpose of a weapon is to kill.”

"Really...you are really the same."

Farina tilted her head and said with a wry smile.

"—that's why I live."

Kakarit said calmly.

"...Really, it's exactly the same."

Farina stared at him fixedly, and suddenly showed a heartfelt happy smile: "Can you tell me, what kind of spirit is this?"

"This is nature..."

Halfway through speaking, Kakarit suddenly flashed and appeared in front of Farina, and her right arm that shone with icy luster directly penetrated Farina's chest. Immediately, jet-black mercury shot out from Farina's chest.

Then, Kakarit said the second half of the sentence slowly: "This principle is already clear, and this nature is obvious. I was born to kill for His Majesty Roland, and it is the same to death."

"That's it...cough..."

Farina didn't resist in the slightest, but just smiled happily, her face was blushing, while coughing and muttering: "It's... It's amazing. You guys are really amazing..."

However, Kakarite just stared into her eyes and asked sternly, "You are right to sue the crow. But why don't you accept the power of your mentor?"

"Ah... I thought it would be Roland who asked me this last sentence."

The rapidly weakened Farina murmured regretfully, showing a beautiful smile: "The answer is very simple... Didn't you see that I also did not accept the power of the Dusk Seed?"

"I...I hate being controlled by others. Just thinking about that feeling makes me...shudder."

"I am who I am, I am who I am... the Crow of the Dead, the Ashes, the Arch Druid... I hate that kind of title. I should be unique, why do you always want to classify me as something Type? I don't want to be anyone, I am who I am, why should I be anything else..."

Farina murmured and quickly weakened. Kakarit could see that the mercury flowing out of her body continued to corrode Farina's body like strong acid, but it was harmless to Kakarit herself.

Only then did Kakarit know why Farina didn't resist in the slightest.

In her blood, there was already a curse against her alone. Her body and spirit are tortured all the time - in exchange for stealing Twilight's power and betraying Twilight. And the tutor just watched her torment happily, but did not fall into the trap but did not lend a helping hand.

Even if Kakarit didn't kill her at this time, in less than half a year, she was completely swallowed up by the curse and turned into some kind of other life wearing the wreckage of Farina.

"Kakarit... Will you suffer torture? Will you lose your flesh? Will you suffer unwarranted hatred?"

Farina's eyes quickly became dull, she held her last breath, and asked in a weak voice, "What if... this goes against your reason for living?"

"Even if this body has been tortured and hated by all people, and there is only a lone soul left, I am His Majesty's long sword."

Kakarit replied without hesitation: "This body, I would rather bend than bend—"

Farina listened in a daze, and suddenly, she showed a beautiful smile.

Her breathing is getting weaker - her lower body has even been melted away, and dark purple tentacles are struggling to be born from the remnants of her lower body.

"Ah... what a coincidence, I'm just like you. I wish you happiness, Roland's little crow..."

At the end, Farina, who only had her head and half of her chest left, was completely dumped in Kakarit's arms, resting on Kakarit's shoulder, and murmured with her last strength: "Aowei Er...I..."

But before her words were finished~www.wuxiaspot.com~ her upper body turned into a filthy black liquid. Exit in a way that has no aesthetics at all.

Kakarit swung his sword to cut off the tentacles that were crawling up screaming, and then remained silent in place.

Suddenly, Kakarit felt very tired.

After a long time, he stiffly raised his hand, which seemed to be much heavier, and closed his eyes and said emotionlessly, "Rest in peace. Rest in peace, Farina."

Then, a flame as cold as iron ignited in Kakarit's eyes.

He urgently needs the blood of the next victory and the next powerful enemy to comfort his restless heart at this time.

"Falina has defeated—"

He turned around and shouted at the dead crows: "It's time! Let's go to Banza!"

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