Chapter 268 When You Were Young, I Huggled You
"You and I share the same power," it said in a hoarse and gentle voice, "You and I are one."

Linde kept his lips pursed and said nothing, his determined eyes fully explained his attitude of rejection.

He was not clear about the difference between the abysses. The abyss in front of him was completely different from the abyss on Leon's body. One could spread wirelessly like a plague, while the other was like a parasite planted in the human body, constantly growing, and finally completely tearing the host's body to get out.

If the undead had not arrived, perhaps the other party would have waited for a very long time, until its body was fully mature, and then came out.

The sword blade suddenly pounced towards Lind. The opponent's attack was definitely not as gentle as it said. The two sides started a new round of confrontation.

But Lind could hear the painful groans coming from Baron Ronan's mouth. Perhaps he was suffering unimaginable pain. Lind sped up his attack, and he still had a trace of mercy for Baron Ronan.

Precisely because they were all "powerful old nobles" being hunted by all parties, perhaps they should not fight to the death like this. Should the remnants abandoned by the times really be abandoned? He kept thinking about this question during the battle.

This is true from my experience, but it is all due to the mental curse. But what if there is a way to restrain that madness?

The Golden Oath's Lander's Army seems to be able to provide some help.

His speed was getting faster and faster, and even the Holy Grail that had been harassing him in the spiritual world stopped.

Now Lind just wants to end it all.

The two flashing swords collided in the air, sparks flew, and then the strong winds and fire marks that cut through the air intertwined with each other, making the onlookers dazzled.

The sky was completely burned red.

The reason why Lind was unable to achieve victory in this battle was due to the opponent's suicidal attack, which always intended to exchange injury for injury. However, in the confrontation with the opponent, he was always very vigilant and was unwilling to suffer even the slightest injury.

Another sweep came, Lind suddenly raised his hand, and the surrounding strong wind also condensed along his palm and turned into a wind blade.

The wind blades collided with each other, but Lind's broken sword attack was not interrupted.

He has the ability to multitask and can perfectly use his body as two people, but he has been slow to use this power. Now he has seized the opportunity.

The broken sword successfully cut the opponent's arm. The flaming blade exploded the moment it touched the arm, and successfully cut off the cunning man's arm at the shoulder.

The arm twitched and squirmed after it hit the ground, and quickly began to wilt and dry up.

Baron Ronan kept wailing.

Yan Yi dragged Lind in the air. This time it was his turn to look down at the opponent. Victory was already decided.

Having lost an arm and without his wind blade, the Cunning Man could only watch as Lind slashed at him with the sword in both hands.

The lion emblem on Lind's chest has an extraordinary craze for blood and fighting. This seemingly weakest emblem also has its own unique abilities.

The bloodthirsty attack will accumulate strength.

Now this power completely exploded with Lind's roar and his chopped down.

The flames in the sky and the unwilling storm spun at the moment when Lind rolled over and chopped down.

In the distance, the undead people clearly saw a familiar move.

"Lion Slash?"

……

The sword struck the Cunning Man's shoulder, successfully cutting him diagonally amidst his wailing and screams of pain.

The blade is sharp.

There was no pause at the moment of falling, and bright red blood burst out from the cut, which was completely different from the pus and blood flowing from Baron Ronan's rotten, smelly, fat body.

This time Lind was sure that he had successfully injured the opponent, not Baron Ronan.

"You already have it, so I curse you."

Even though it was about to dissipate it couldn't speak with its own mouth, the sound still came out of the mouth of the great snake Baron Ronan.

Boom, boom. Linde suddenly heard his own heartbeat.

He was very familiar with this feeling, especially the clear burning sensation in his chest, which made him realize that he was cursed, and this curse came for no reason, as if someone had suddenly hit his chest with a steel spike. But soon, the krait emblem on his chest became excited, and it felt the power of the same source.

The krait emblem is very pitiful. Its power is completely dependent on "Sun Boss", and then it is bound by "Gold Boss" and trembles and dares not move.

At this moment, it suddenly felt a force supporting itself.

Curses are good, it feeds on curses, and this power is of the same origin as itself, making it completely effortless to swallow, and it doesn't need to chew when eating.

Lind could also feel the changes in his body. It seemed that the krait emblem had been greatly improved and was more resistant to the curse.

Is this the gift from the Lord of the Power of Path?

He wanted to ask what kind of vicious curse the other party had cast on him and why it only brought him benefits and no harm.

Or maybe the other party didn't expect that he could also master the krait emblem, so he just randomly stuffed a force into him at the last moment.

The cunning king had dissipated and turned into a dried-up corpse, hanging on Baron Ronan's neck. As his body shook, it completely turned into ashes and debris like burnt charcoal.

Linde wanted to ask more questions but had no idea where to start.

The power that the cunning king forcibly projected into this world disappeared without a trace.

Baron Ronan's consciousness also recovered at this moment. I wonder what kind of will he is in charge of now.

"Linde" His voice was weak, and his snake body could no longer support his fat and bloated body, and he collapsed to the ground.

The head fell limply to the ground, the skin became loose, lost all vitality, and continued to emit a terrible stench.

he called softly.

Lind also landed on the ground and looked up at the towering monster in front of him.

The Carrion Princess approached Lind intimately, then got back into the sword.

The murderous aura has dissipated.

They all knew that the battle was over and Baron Ronan's life had come to an end.

"Sorry," said Baron Ronan.

I don't know if he felt sorry for creating this monster fortress, or was simply sorry for not being able to resist the temptation of power and choosing to fall, or was simply apologizing for turning swords against an old acquaintance.

Then he added: "According to our tradition, as the Lord of the Snake Catcher's Fortress, I have the power to elect a new Lord. Now, you are the Lord here."

Even though there is nothing left of the Snake Catcher's Fortress now, only ruins and not even a living life, it is still a noble territory.

"Why?" Lind was puzzled.

They were not friends, just acquaintances.

He even had a conflict with Bandian's ten sons, and now it was he who killed Baron Ronan. Perhaps the only common connection between the two parties was their pitiful status as both belonged to the old nobility.

There was no reason for the other party to give him anything.

Baron Ronan just said softly: "When you were a child, I held you in my arms..."

Life is like a burning bonfire.

And when the bonfire goes out, it doesn't necessarily mean that everything is over.

Perhaps the traveler's rest here is just over, and he is about to start a new journey.

Lind watched as Baron Ronan's bonfire died out. The fat, ugly snake body fell to the ground completely powerless, and the vitality was drained from it and dissipated...

He hoped that Baron Ronan was simply embarking on a new journey.

After all, they are old acquaintances.

(End of this chapter)