【Shine】Vital

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Gilgamesh suddenly stopped and stopped attacking.

The heart was beating violently, and with the sentinel's five senses, the heartbeat was like thunder, pulsating in the blood vessels.

The disorder of the five senses invaded his brain along with the imminent mental riot. Tens of thousands of needles pierced into the brain-like pain, making him grunt. He had to hold the spiral sword tightly to resist the sudden pain.

In an instant, the chirping of cicadas thousands of miles away suddenly pierced like a scream, and the breeze blew across the cheeks like a sharp blade cutting through the skin, not to mention the disgusting smell of gunpowder smoke and blood lingering in the nostrils. The shouts, the sound of swords piercing through the flesh, the sudden glare of the setting sun dazzled the retina, the blood and sweat sticking to the skin - all of them were overwhelming like a tsunami, showing the sense of existence!

Under the attack of the spiral sword and the treasury, there were very few remaining allied troops. Intermittent groans came from the mouths of the wounded and defeated. The golden knife tip pierced Iskandar's shoulder, nailing the brave man in place. Protecting the thin guide behind him.

Gilgamesh's unusual appearance naturally caught his attention.

Iskandar drew the blade and stood up.

"Why, Gilgamesh, you don't look well."

"...shut up." Gilgamesh, unwilling to show weakness in front of his opponent, gritted his teeth. The long-lost intrusion of the five senses made him unable to even lift the hilt of his sword at this time. The sound of rubbing dust, Iskandar's provocative question, mixed with distant songs from nowhere, car horns, metal collisions, liquids being stirred, dust sticking to the skin, and the dancing light in the sun , the pungent bloody gunpowder smoke, the blood soaked into the soil, the guide's weak breathing stopped-noisy and noisy, his brain could not get quiet for a moment-

Get out!Get out!

Gilgamesh forced himself to fortify his mental barrier, and struggled to isolate all unnecessary information—but it was difficult. Without his guide, for the first time, Gilgamesh found the needle-like pain and pain he was used to. The noise is so unbearable—

And what about Enkidu?It is impossible for his guide to escape from mental isolation without warning.

What happened to his guide?

Gilgamesh clenched the spiral sword tightly, his five senses were sharp and he had a splitting headache, he was gasping for breath, his golden forehead hair was wet with sweat, and his dark red pupils could not be blocked.

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, Iskandar..." The vibration of his chest and vocal cords increased his burden, "Quick battle!"

"...Just with your current body?" Iskandar lowered his voice, held the Celtic sword, and keenly realized that just such a slight movement made Gilgamesh frown even more, as if countless The redundant screen information could not wait to squeeze into his sight.

He looked around, after this protracted and fierce war, there were not many soldiers left on both sides who were still numb to attack. Broken arms, stumps and corpses were left on the battlefield at will, and their companions had no time to collect them, and there was no time for them to think about other than survival. things.

Overall, the Imperial Army has the upper hand.

At one end of the sky, a huge golden firework exploded, showing their existence one after another.

Seeing the fireworks, Iskandar slowly relaxed his shoulders.It seems that Karna's strategy of detouring from the middle of Heti to the rear of the canyon and the middle part of the empire's only road has succeeded.

On the contrary, in the south, the upper reaches of the Long River can no longer be counted on. After all, Medea and the Assassin family could not resist the attack of the Knights of the Round Table.

The order from Marshal Joan of Arc more than ten minutes ago also confirmed this point.

"Is it a draw..." Iskandar murmured to himself, and he said solemnly to Gilgamesh, who was obviously enduring something with veins covering his temples, "In the current situation, if you still have basic judgment, then You should know the current situation of the entire battle."

"..." Gilgamesh looked gloomy and uncertain, and raised his hand as if thinking about something, signaling the soldiers to temporarily stop fighting.

For a time, there were only the quiet and tired breathing of tens of thousands of people on the entire battlefield.

Iskandar awaits Gilgamesh's final verdict.

"...From the current point of view, it seems to be the best way to do this." Gilgamesh pondered for a long time, with a little reluctance, finally relieved, and commented wisely and detachedly, "Indeed, if it doesn't end here, then wait for the alliance The only thing we can do with the empire is die together."

"It looks like we've reached a consensus."

"Yes."

Gilgamesh nodded affirmatively. He put away the spiral sword and walked towards each other with Iskandar. The golden armor supported his straight back.

They clasped their fists at each other.

"It's far from the end, Gilgamesh, the decision between us may have to wait for a long time in the future."

"I'm waiting for you," he replied arrogantly, "then the victory and defeat will definitely belong to me."

The loess was blown up by the wind and wrapped around their feet. The two kingly warriors smiled at each other, put down their fists, turned around and left, leading the soldiers to wait for the unknown next decisive battle.

Gilgamesh didn't look back again, anxiety and pain spread from the strong beating heart, and even the blood vessels began to tremble.

He suppressed the ominous premonition that seemed to be some kind of omen, and rushed to the other side of the battlefield.

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Enkidu fell to the ground. He stopped breathing and turned his face quietly, letting his long hair cover half of his cheeks, like a lifeless puppet.

"... Sir!"

Stunned and angry, Nero drew out his big crimson sword and pointed it at Ishtar.

"To make a despicable sneak attack... to attack your companions, especially the opponents that Yu admits... die, sneak attacker!"

Ishtar swayed, as if awakened by the strong murderous aura, suddenly raised his head, turned and ran quickly.

Excitement took over all the emotions in her brain at this moment, the exhaustion of continuous battles was swept away, and only the pride of the humiliation was washed away.

She was once threatened by Enkidu strangling her neck from behind, which was considered a shame by Ishtar, and she vowed to wash it off—now she finally succeeded, no matter how strong the puppet is, a poisoned knife is death The ability of the imperial sentry at his feet, hidden in Nero's murderous aura, easily pierced his chest.

How simple!

how easy it is!

From then on, she finally didn't have to endure the contempt that the puppet turned a blind eye to, and ostentatiously stuck together with adults in front of her!

Ah, as long as he can escape, Enkidu's wounds will only be blamed on the dead Sentinel, thinking that he was accidentally injured and died in the melee with Nero.

What a ridiculous cause of death!

What a fatal cause of his embarrassment!

As long as she can escape, the adults can take another look at her...

As long as she can escape, and the woman chasing after her is petite and thin, even a sentinel will show a short-term opening under her mental attack, and take advantage of that opening to escape from the woods...!

Before the distorted smile faded from the corner of his mouth, Ishtar suddenly felt that the grass in front of him was getting closer to his sight...

No, it was her body that was leaning down—

The severed pain nerves were reconnected belatedly at this moment, and a large amount of blood gushed out. Ishtar fell down in the grass in embarrassment, and the crimson sword almost cut her back mercilessly!

The pain was so painful that she couldn't make a sound, she could only moan and struggle to crawl forward.

"As long as... you can... escape..."

she'll get—

Nero stared at her coldly, and had nothing to say to the woman who betrayed his companion, but heard Ishtar sputter out broken sentences.

"Please……"

She thought she was begging for mercy, and glanced at her disdainfully, but heard the woman whisper persistently.

"Please...please put me on your heart like a mark..." She said in a daze, as if she was praying to someone who worshiped a god, "...take me on your arm like a mark...because Love...is as strong as death, and jealousy is as cruel as hell..."

Tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, unwillingness and longing distorted her cheeks.

"..."

Nero looked down at the woman whose groaning gradually decreased, and didn't turn around until she was completely out of breath.

The girl in the red skirt returned to the starting point of the canyon, looked at Enkidu's cold body, and said in a low voice.

"...It's a pity, Yu Ben still wants to fight Qing again."

She thought for a while, and inserted the big sword deeply into the ground. Almost instantly, a deep hole was blasted out of the ground.

"I don't know who Qing's sentry is. Although the battlefield will be cleaned up after the battle, according to the rules, the corpses are usually collected and buried together. The guide's corpse will be sent to the tower as an experiment...Let Yu alone bury Qing , as a little care for this enjoyable battle."

She picked up Enkidu and buried it in the ground, filling it with soil.

"I hope that you can reach the other side in peace, and that you can obtain eternal sleep—"

The girl prayed in a low voice, then picked up the big sword, turned and left.

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