Pure Love General Administration Scum Transformation Center

Item Moon Bow

type weapon

use offense

Conditions of use Holder of the Holy Light, heir of the Thorne family

Remarks Alchemy golem, guardian, when the energy core is lost, it will automatically transform into form

He grabbed the bow, and the slender and smooth bow shimmered under the moonlight.

I don't know what kind of material it is made of, but just at the moment of touching it, in the dark, I feel some invisible power.It seems that countless water flows are pouring into the tank, along the fingers attached to the bow body, rushing into the limbs and bones, gradually filling up.

"Sophia"

With a hoarse bass, Chu Ge tightly grasped the longbow, and for a moment, she almost shed tears.

Not long ago, on the banks of the Oznachen River, he roared and questioned, he couldn't accept it at all, and those were the last words he left for Sophia.

A longbow that was almost as tall as Chu Ge's was almost over his head when it was fully erected.However, when held in the hand, it is surprisingly light, like a flying feather, almost weightless.

no arrows.

And he didn't need arrows either.

As long as you pluck the bowstring lightly, there will be invisible power condensed on it.

He pressed the bloodshot gemstone in his palm into the groove on the bow body, and it fit perfectly.

The long-sleeping memory in his body was slowly waking up, and the moment the bowstring was pulled, the invisible energy condensed, and as he let go of the string, he shot through the demon's head with ease after breaking through the air.

Chu Ge mechanically fiddled with the bowstring in his hand, and invisible arrows of light pierced through the heads of the demons one after another.

The invisible light arrow seemed to have some kind of restraint power. When the demon was hit, he fell down with a few wailing sounds and couldn't get up again.

Chu Ge didn't know how many arrows he shot. He seemed to be trapped in some kind of invisible nightmare and couldn't escape. He only knew how to draw the bow and pluck the strings, like a machine that lost its reason and emotion.

Until a pair of hands stretched out obliquely, he subconsciously wanted to pluck the strings, but he hesitated after touching the skin that was not dark indigo.

It was the moment of hesitation that his hand was grabbed.

Chu Ge unconsciously backhanded, and immediately heard the incoming gasp, a voice that was completely different from that of the demons, which made him stunned for a moment.

At the same time, a voice rang in my ear, extremely anxious: "Your Highness, are you alright!"

He finally woke up from his stupor, and saw the person standing in front of him, a baby-faced knight, if he remembered correctly, Cesc Arsene.

There were mutilated corpses all over the ground, the corpses of demons and humans converged in one place, with overlapping limbs and bloody flesh.

If it weren't for the diametrically opposite blood color and dark blue and fair skin, it would be almost impossible to tell which one is which.

while still alive

Already less than half of the previous.

They were buried under the claws of the demons.

The living were seriously injured, while the dead died with regret.

Leaving the Scandilavera mountains and skirting the col, they staggered down to the river.

The water of the Oznachen River is cold even in summer, and it is freezing cold in the middle of the night.Demons don't like the dark night and are afraid of the cold, so they won't come to this kind of place.

Chu Ge bandaged the wounds of the wounded. His fingers were more dexterous than any knight, and his movements were more skillful than any knight.

This is the only thing he can do now.

Fuzzy flesh and blood, hideous scars, incomplete fractures

After Chu Ge dealt with everything, he sat under the tree silently.

The brown-haired and brown-eyed knight commander sat in the open space beside him, looking at the gurgling Oznachen River.

In the far distance, the sky is hidden into the night, and as far as the eye can see, there are only the shadows of large coniferous forests.

The stream passes through the plains, shuttles through the forest, and submerges through the ice sheet, and finally, it will flow into the remote Arctic Ocean.

It exists only in legends, a land that humans cannot set foot on.

Those they can't see.

And in the time that has just passed, and in the days to come, how many people will close their eyes forever and never see everything in this world again?

The cold wind swept across the river bank, shuttled through the dense rocks, and the fierce whistling sound continued to flash.

Chu Ge stood up suddenly and walked up to the knight commander.

"I want to see a map." He whispered, without saying anything, but he knew that Grenshire would understand which map he was talking about.

The map bestowed by the King of Hate was taken out and held in the hands of the Knight Commander.

Looking across the parchment, Glenshire's expression was a bit complicated.

This is the only map that shows the way.

Chu Ge stared at the roll of map, and suddenly took it from him.

The next moment, he took a step back.

As if aware of it, the knight commander suddenly raised his head.

"Glenn." Chu Ge said softly, it was not a discussion, but a decision, "I will walk the rest of the way alone."

The knight commander looked at him fixedly, and didn't even reply, but that expression was clearly an unquestionable rejection.

He could not, and would never allow, the little princess to go on the road alone on the next journey.

"Your Highness," he said, "you know it's impossible."

"No, I do not know."

Chu Ge couldn't help shaking his head, he retreated unconsciously, his body trembling uncontrollably, swaying in the grass.

Grenshall stood up abruptly: "Your Highness, be careful!"

The sound of gurgling water expanded in his ears, he slipped on his foot, and the water reached his ankles.

The knight commander immediately walked towards him. Chu Ge tiptoed and stepped on the pebbles. In an instant, he moved to another tuft of grass by the river.

this place

At that time, he and Sophia opened separately.

It was here that Chu Ge got on his horse and left Sophia without looking back.

His heart seemed to be bound by a heavy stone, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

He went to give away the heads, and gave away the heads of others.

He killed those demons, but at the cost of Sophia's life.

Maybe it was the impact of death, or maybe it was the sequelae of the fighting. At that moment, Chu Ge couldn't control himself at all.

"Glenn!" Chu Ge's eyes were red, his voice was hoarse, and he almost collapsed: "What do you want to do, isn't it enough to kill so many people!"

How many lives should he bear, and he can no longer lift his head in the nightmare.

Chu Ge knew very well that this was the cruel reality.

When the demons attack, if you don't want to annihilate the whole army, someone will fight to the last moment and sacrifice their lives.

However, this is simply a senseless sacrifice.

Meaningless.

The person who was still laughing and laughing by his side not long ago has become a corpse, and it is impossible to speak or raise his head after turning into dry bones.For a ridiculous and absurd mission, they left their hometown and Feilengcui, traveled thousands of miles, and even their souls could not return to their homeland after death.

But it shouldn't be like this at all.

From beginning to end, they should not be sacrificed.

Glenshire stared at him for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "This is our established mission. For your safety, we will dedicate our loyalty, courage and life. Your Highness, you don't have to feel guilty about this."

Chu Ge finally understood what it means to talk to a duck.

From the beginning to the end, this serious and rigid knight commander did not know what his appeal was.

"Follow me," he gritted his teeth, "From Lorraine to Fei Leng Cui, from Fei Leng Cui to Midionion, from Midionion to here, tell me, what do you want?"

"It is the mission of the knights that drives us, my lord, and I ask for nothing more."

"Then go back and don't follow me I beg you, Glenn."

He stared at the knight in front of him, and when he said the last sentence, his eyes were almost misty, and there was even pleading in his tone.

But he got only one answer, the one that will remain unchanged for thousands of years.

"Do not."

Chu Ge closed his eyes.

He heard the wind rustle his clothes, his toes landed suddenly, his figure drifted to another place, and he saw Glenshire standing where he had been standing.

All weakness and supplication are gone.

He heard his own voice, which was extremely cold.

"You can't even touch the hem of my clothes."

"If you didn't insist on this, I would have left when the demons attacked."

"You must follow me, is it protection or drag?!"

The brown-haired and brown-eyed knight was stunned.

Then the next moment, bitterness filled his heart, and he remembered the figure of slaughtering the demons in the mountain depression.Suddenly, he realized that he couldn't give any answer to this sharp accusation.

Chu Ge's tone was cold: "You can't protect me at all, and I don't need your protection."

"Your Highness"

"Put away your self-righteous pity and protection, this is already the greatest help to me."

The knight captain frowned, and his brown eyes were dark.

Obviously, Grenshire, his temper is probably as bad as the stones in the latrine, and his brain is as thick as the emerald city wall. It is better to expect the King of Hatred to give up his aggression and attack than to expect him to give up this idea.

"Or" the voice sounded extremely sharp again, "Do you want to use human life as a weight to make me live in guilt and repentance for the rest of my life?!"

"No." Grenshall immediately retorted, with an unknown tremor at the end, "I never did."

Chu Ge no longer wants to communicate with Glenshire, and every minute and every second makes his already depressed mood terrible.

He glanced over the words floating above the head of the knight commander, and saw the warm and sincere heartfelt words and love in the notes, but he didn't feel even the slightest touch in his heart.

There is only boundless depression.