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Chapter 225: Final Battle 1
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Clang Clang… clang…
The chi from somewhere unknown
Garen dashed down the pitch-black corridor The path in front of hiround had been crushed underfoot As he turned a corner, some of the powdered ashes iped off his clothes
He didn’t pause at all, following the uphill-slanting tunnel as he advanced
Slanced back while supporting Andrela
In the die stone statue had been plated in a layer of red-gold light
The heavy clanging of a clock cahtmare mureneral with the black chest hair aiting for the rapidly-approaching military ship He turned back at the same time as Demon Hunter Elysha, to look at the black hu over the island
There were only about a dozen Demon Hunter left, and there weren’t that many Weisman soldiers left either
"It’s the final coht bells have already sounded… Truly a battle to look forward to" The general’s gaze was full of thoughts "Too bad… Those two idiots will never hear it again I told the, but no one listened"
Elysha touched a scar that had reotten in the mixed brawl
"The Glorious Chan is dead, too Aren’t you sad at all, General Milo?"
"Sad? It’s good he died, now et back, I’ll so other clans! Hehe!!" The general with the black chest hair cheered up instantly Suddenly, he saw the ar
"Hey!!"
He rushed over and waved, yelling loudly
"I’m here!! Cute little Sally!!"
Northern Territory
Amidst the pile of bloody bodies, the God of Spear Mare helped up the King of the North Pole
"Big doofus, you okay?" He slapped the King of the North Pole twice, hard
The latter opened his eyes slowly
"Not yet dead…"
"So this what hed When they had teaainst the I of the North Pole was the quickest to jump into the fray, and naturally was injured the most as well
But as expected of theit didn’t seem human He took four direct hits from Sylphalan, and could actually still talk normally
Just then, the distant clock chiht bells, the last battle has begun Wanna go look?" Mare looked up at the top of the huge stone statue
"I can’t… That guy is basically afor a quick death," The King of the North King snorted, and replied weakly
"It’s alright, there’s another monster over in the Southern Territory We shouldn’t even think of the Black Smoke Pot anyet aith the spoils," Mare said quietly
"It’s alright… Hot hit by my Three-day Arctic Needles can live past three days!" The King of the North Pole laughed coldly
"No one froh… Fine, but I guarantee they definitely don’t have the strength to bother us right now Why else would the two of us still be standing here safely?" The King of the North Pole said unhappily "I advise you to just stay here obediently and wait for their reinforce blindly"
Mare shook his head
"I have a reason Iof the North Pole snorted again twice, and sat in a corner alone He began to rest, and checked his injuries "Alright, your wife is still okay, right? If you lost your pathetic little life… I’ve been watching your wife for a long ti our friendship"
Mare was appalled
"I say, it’s one thing for you not to help But who takes advantage like that?"
"Either way I don’t care, you just go ahead Don’t forget to et your wife i of the North Pole was too lazy to bother with him
Mare applied some medicine to the wound on his shoulder, and tied a few rounds around it with the bandages he had prepared to compress the muscles and close the wound His broas already covered in sweat Seeing the King of the North Pole resting with his eyes closed in a corner by hi around quietly, he ju into the darkness quickly
The King of the North Pole waited for a moment When there was no more sound, he opened his eyes
"You actually went Haih! I say, have you really gotten tired of living?" He turned around to glance at the direction of the stone forest, where he vaguely heard noises approaching After a moment’s hesitation, he clenched his teeth
"Gah! You suicidal maniac! You’ll be the death ofinto the darkness
Fla at the dried-up old uy ran off?"
The old ot hit by the Three-day Arctic Needle, and then that guy succeeded in landing a sneak attack on me But he was pierced by Sylphalan’s sword, too, so his injuries shouldn’t be any lighter than ory knife wound on his abdoo raised his head to look at the top of the giant black statue