The golden armor had long been worn out by the fighting, covered with scars and blood staining most of it red. It looked shocking and terrifying.
The man's gray-blue pupils did not show any emotion.
His determined look made her heart ache.
The feeling of being cut by a knife is so real at this moment that it cannot be described in words.
During the fight, the man turned around and smiled at the person in front of him. His eyes were full of doting, but seemed to imply a farewell.
The person he was facing was wearing silver armor, with a clear profile, and her eyes were full of loneliness and reluctance.
The locks of hair tied up outside the silver helmet were dark and beautiful, whipping in the wind amidst the turmoil of war.
Like that man, his pretty face was also stained with blood.
The two looked at each other, their eyes full of reluctance, but they were helpless.
The battle behind the two men was fierce, and the cruel battlefield took the lives of many people.
The two of them may have already reached their limit of energy. If they continue to persist, they may not be able to withstand any attacks from the outside world.
The woman with her hair tied up and wearing silver armor suddenly saw the assassin behind the man and stood up with one breath.
He used his own heart blood to summon the Soul Devouring Technique and prepared to deliver a fatal blow to the Golden Armored God of War.
There was no trace of humanity in those scarlet eyes.
The woman's pupils shrank slightly, and she rushed out without even thinking. Relying on the last bit of her inner strength, she moved behind the golden-armored god of war and hugged him tightly with her hands.
“Don’t look back…”
The deep voice seemed to have released all the emotions and thoughts, and was clearly reflected in the ears of the golden-armored god of war.
His heart ached and he wanted to turn around but he couldn't move.
Binding spell?
Why why?
The assassin suddenly unleashed that force and landed a heavy palm on the woman's back.
In just a moment, the energy in the woman's body rushed everywhere, and a black force gradually spread to every bone and every drop of blood, and her strength was devoured by it in just a moment.
A mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth.
A little blood spilled onto the face of the golden-armored god of war.
The gray-blue pupils finally showed endless panic and shrank very quickly.
The binding spell attached to him disappeared completely in that instant.
"Yun'er!"
With a cry of pain, the moment the binding spell was lifted, he turned around and caught the woman, his mad eyes meeting the assassin's.
The energy of the assassin was annihilated, and at the moment he was about to fall to the ground, he was burned to ashes by a blazing gray-blue flame.
He leaned over and looked at the dying person in his arms, his heart aching.
He didn't understand why she was so stupid. Even if the Soul Devouring Technique was fatal, he didn't want her to suffer for him.
"Yun'er, why are you doing this? My time is almost up, and I should be leaving with the Xuan Lord. And you should be staying in Lingzhou, waiting for the return of the Xuan Lord and me."
"Xiao, I can't watch you get into trouble right in front of me..." The woman's weak voice was almost inaudible, "From now on, you have to wait for me and Xuan..."
Before she finished her words, before her hand touched the man's face, she lost the last of her spiritual energy and her hand hit the ground heavily.
He watched her gradually disappearing image, feeling powerless and laughing at himself.
The most capable god of war under Lord Xuan is unable to protect even his own sweetheart at this moment, which is really a disgrace to his reputation.
The person in his arms turned into petals and drifted away in the wind.
At this moment, he looked down helplessly at the empty space in his arms. All the pain turned into silence and powerlessness, and there was nothing else except the tears flowing in his eyes.
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