Yuanshin: The way to become stronger is to hurt yourself

Lei Genfind did not leave Feng Ling where he was, but carried him to the tower together. After all, he was considered an important person in the rebellion, and he should witness the tyrant's death with his own eyes.

Feng Ling was lying in Lai Genfende's arms smoothly, and Wendy also lay gently on Feng Ling's chest, and the gentle breeze blew on his cheeks.

The exhaustion didn't bring Feng Ling drowsiness, on the contrary, it made Feng Ling extremely energetic now.

It's just that the strength is exhausted, and it may not even be possible to transfer the wound. I hope nothing will happen in a while.

On the tower at this moment, the army led by Minerva and Yin Yi had actually entered the tower one step ahead of Feng Ling and the others. Perhaps it was due to the power of the demon god. As soon as Minerva and Yin Yi walked in, He went directly to Dekarapian.

All the companions beside him were gone.

"?! Dekarapian, right in front of you..."

Minerva muttered to himself.

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Chapter 160 Six To Minerva ([-])

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"Friends from other countries, why do you follow the disobedient children to resist my rule?"

Dekarapian's tone was neither salty nor weak, but it sounded scary, like the calm of a storm that was about to hit, Minerva clenched the sword in his hand a little bit.

"Lonely king of the tower, you will only sit on the throne alone and enjoy the love and admiration of the court people, but you don't know how the nobles in the city oppress ordinary people, and you don't know that our hearts are like stagnant water when we lose our freedom. You love your people, but you are no longer fit to be the king."

Minerva closed his eyes, and his inner belief became firmer. He could feel the love of the demon god in front of his people, but this love showed the desire to control, and to be self-confident...

"It's very reasonable. Maybe you are right, but if your resistance is to succeed, you must kill me. What ability do you have to do this?"

Dekarapian muttered to himself, and at the same time stood up from the throne, and at the same time as he stretched out his hand, two long blades emerged from his hand, and Minerva, who was overwhelmed by the demon god, could hardly breathe.

"Uh…"

"Don't panic..."

The demon god's family members on the side spread their wings to resist the power of the demon god for the two of them. Yin Yi's power was slightly weaker, but it was enough to restore Minerva's breathing smoothly.

At this point, he really felt the insurmountable gap between the strength of demon gods and human beings. Can he...can he really kill the lonely king of the tower...

……

"Huh, huh... woo~ I'm so tired, I can't fly anymore, why did the lonely king of the tower build such a tall tower?"

Wendy was flying at the front of the rebel army, but halfway through the flight, she couldn't fly anymore, so she turned around and lay down in Feng Ling's arms, not moving.

As for Feng Ling, he hadn't recovered from the exhaustion of his strength. While his face was pale, the blood on the corner of his mouth hadn't been wiped off.

"Because the King of the High Tower thinks that he is the sky of Mond, the object that everyone needs to look up to and worship. I don't deny that he loves his people, but his approach has been too wrong."

Feng Ling's voice was still phony, and the petite group was hugged by Lai Genfind. At this moment, they ran into another army from the rebel army in the middle of the tower.

"Why are you here? Where is the poet's Mr. Yin Yi?"

Legenfind was stunned at first, because he didn't see the figures of the two leaders, but Feng Ling realized what happened to them now, and his heart "thumped".

"Come on, they are now confronting the lonely king of the tower, by the way... other soldiers don't go up, don't sacrifice in vain."

"...Everyone, listen to him, stay where you are and deal with the remnants of the nobles in the tower!"

"Yes!"

After giving the order, Legenfind took Feng Ling and Wendy with him, and immediately picked up his pace. Amos also followed closely behind with a bow and arrow, climbing the tower that they could only look up to in the past.

And when they finally arrived, what they saw was Yin Yi who had fallen to the ground unconscious, and Minerva who was being strangled by Dekarapian.

"Oh? Everyone is here..."

Dekarapian found them.

Lagenfinder put Feng Ling under the pillar beside him and sat down. He held the big black sword he had been carrying on his back with a serious expression, and Amos also put an arrow on his bow.

Dekarapian threw Minerva aside, only heard a cry of pain and a few coughs, his current position was quite close to Li Fengling, he could see the corner of Minerva's bright red mouth...

"hiss…"

Feng Ling was trying to walk over slowly, but a sudden burst of power not far away knocked him into the air, he couldn't even stand still, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Ah...it hurts..."

Legenfind and Amos had already fought with Dekarapian. The move just now. Legenfind blocked most of the damage with the break of the big sword, but Amos was directly affected. .

"Amos...?!"

It was only when Amos faced the lonely king of the tower that he deeply realized how huge the gap between himself and the demon god was. This force almost shattered her internal organs, and she stopped when she knocked down the wall. on the ground.

But it was no longer able to speak, unable to respond to Lei Genfinder's words.

She shot arrows at the Lone King, and the Lone King's storm tore her apart.

A girl walking barefoot on the white snow, following in the footsteps of the king in the eccentric tower.

He had been her love, but Gale could never understand the softness of mortal flesh.

He had been her nemesis, but she was not hunting for shallow vengeance.

"I dream of waves and fine sand, I dream of green forests and earth"

"I dream of wild boars playing in berry bushes, I dream of towering spires"

She had spoken to him in a soft tone, but the King of God was deaf.

After waking up from blind attachment, she realized that he was not sincere:

Just as his mouth is full of love for people, but there is only wind like a knife around him.

Staring at the people who couldn't straighten up in the endless gale,

But they think that they express respect and love and boundless obedience to the king.

The huntress mistakenly believed that she had once been favored by the lonely king of the tower.

……

Legenfind looked at Amos who had lost his breath, his eyes were red, but the Lonely King of the Tower could only sigh slightly regretfully.

"The girl I once knew died in the storm after all!"

"The lonely king of the tower, you must fall here!"

When Legenfind confronted Dekarapian, Feng Ling was trying his best to suppress the burning pain in his chest. He was just losing strength, but now he almost died.

He held Minerva's wrist, but found that he could no longer use his authority because his strength was almost exhausted.

And Yin Yi, who was injured and comatose, was slowly waking up at this moment, the power of the storm had little effect on him, and the wind spirit was hovering beside him, pleasantly surprised by his awakening.

"Mr. Yin Yi!"

"...Wendy, you're back...Huh? So, Feng Ling also..."

In Yin Yi's line of sight appeared Feng Ling who was spitting blood, she was stunned for a moment, her first reaction...was longing for a long time away, as well as guilt and self-blame for not being able to protect him well.

He was not seriously injured, and he stood up staggeringly, looking at Dekarapian who seemed to be fighting with Lagenfinder over there, feeling a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Even though he has become a subordinate of the demon god, is he still unable to protect the existence he cares about?

He picked up the spear that had just fallen to the ground, spread his wings, and joined the battle again. The force of the storm and the wind collided, and they were evenly matched in an instant.

"Minerva...Minerva, can you hold on?"

Feng Ling knelt on the ground, patting the face of the almost unconscious Minerva. After Wendy woke up Yin Yi, she also flew over to try to help her friend.

Although the Thousand Wind Elf doesn't have the qualifications of a demon god, he is not without power. A faint blue light shines in the air, and Minerva wakes up leisurely because of this.

"Xiaowa..."

"...Wendy? You're back, I...seem to have lost..."

"No, it's far from the end..."

Feng Ling, who was sitting next to Minerva, silently handed over a water-blue long knife, which was his last strength, condensed into a weapon with the power of a demon god.

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Chapter 160 Seven To Minerva ([-])

"Ugh..."

Legenfinde retreated steadily under the double swords of Dekarapian. Now he is like a dying fish being pressed to the chopping board. The butcher is scraping his scales bit by bit with a blade. Not happy.

The great sword had already been shattered just now, and the long sword in his hand was also in jeopardy, until finally it shattered impressively.

Legenfind was half-kneeling on the ground, with a blank expression, and was stunned by the beating.

"I love my people and look forward to your counterattack, but the loser has only one fate!"

Dekarapian raised the long sword in his hand and was about to swing it at Lagenfinder, but at this moment, the hurricane behind him interrupted his judgment, and before he turned around, he saw a man in silver wings facing He rushed over by himself.

Brutely pushed Dekarapian away from Lagenfinder's side.

"Aha!"

Emerald light burst from Yin Yi's side, and the strength he erupted at this moment with faith in his heart was enough to rival the Demon God of Storm.

"As long as... we win this battle, we can fulfill Feng Ling's goal and protect him, right?"

The belief in his heart is this, no matter when, he wants to protect the weak god behind him and achieve the goal he wants.

"...I really underestimated you, a foreign family member."

There were many bloodstains on Dekarapian's face, the power of the wind was raging in the hall at this moment, Yin Yi's pupils turned azure at this moment, and the tip of the gun in his hand pointed directly at Dekarapian's chest.

With a "kuang", the silver spear didn't pierce the armor all over Dekarapian's body, Yin Yi's breathing was already rapid, and seeing this, her eyes widened in surprise.

The sudden explosion just now exhausted his physical strength.

"But, you don't have the strength anymore."

Dekarapian smiled softly, raised his hand and gently held the tip of Yin Yi's spear, under his horrified gaze, the gust of wind cut off his spear bit by bit.

Yin Yi hurriedly abandoned her gun and backed away, but was directly hit by Dekarapian's next palm, and hit the wall of the high tower hall, showing traces of cracks.

It fell to the ground, and blood flowed all over the ground.

"Silver Memory...!"

Feng Ling watched him fall to the ground helplessly, but now he couldn't move at all. The large-scale attack by the lonely king of the tower had injured him just now, and he couldn't get in touch with Zhongli.

"A poet, a noble knight, and a hunter and an elf, you guys dare to challenge me, I should say you are overconfident, or too arrogant..."

"It's you who are too arrogant!"

Dekarapian hadn't even finished speaking when Minerva's voice sounded from behind him. Before he could turn around, he felt a pain in his back.

Minerva's hand holding the water blade was trembling at the moment. He had injured the lonely king of the tower. Human belief may have great power. He actually made a move with Dekarapian.

"Poet, you have surpassed your identity!"

"The lonely king of the tower, Mond in the future, will be a free country, a country full of vitality, a... country without gods and nobles!"

At this moment, the soft water light burst out with strong power, which is the crystallization of the power of the symbiotic demon god, and Wendy, the wind elf, also found the right time at this moment, and used all her strength to slam into Dekarapian from behind. .

The blade flashed brightly, and the arm belonging to the demon god had been chopped off into the air. The pain made Dekarapian's spirit clear, and he realized that it belonged to Feng Ling's power.

…kill him!

The fierce blade of wind headed towards Feng Ling from the air, making him frown slightly cautiously. He couldn't stop this attack, but he who is in charge of the authority of "life" might not die because of it...

"Feng Ling!"

The sudden shout behind him made Feng Ling's pupils shrink sharply, and then he saw a shadow of a person, blocking in front of him, the wide wings completely covered Feng Ling, but his eyes still With a determined smile.

Yin Yi himself was exposed to the wind blade, and Feng Ling watched helplessly as his wings were severed, and the blood-red liquid stained the white feathers. Feng Ling saw his pain, but Feng Ling couldn't do anything about it. no reaction.

His mind is now blank.

With the wings gone, Yin Yi hugged Feng Ling directly in her arms, protecting him with her own body. Feng Ling's head rested on his chest, clearly feeling the weaker and weaker breathing of the person in front of her. heartbeat.

"Yin Yi! You...don't do this, don't..."

Perhaps it was the current scene that reminded Feng Ling of his dead friend, and his heart suddenly burst into violent fear, as well as a sense of urgency that was almost out of control.

The attack was over, Yin Yi's body still didn't move, Feng Ling held his wrist tightly, he wanted to transfer all the injuries to himself, but he failed, the exhaustion of strength made him do everything no.

I can only watch helplessly as the life of my friend dies little by little.