Time: 2011-2- 15 19:18:04 Words: 3302
"Do you want to be free?" Looking at the young man in front of him, Kritz was a little stunned. However, he still nodded. After all, as a slave, who wouldn't want to be free?
"Very good." The young man nodded." Perhaps you don't remember who I am, but I will always remember you. I was defeated by you twice. Perhaps you have already forgotten, but I will always remember.”
Hearing this, Kritz nodded again. He knew who this young man was.
"Originally, I wanted to challenge you again when you became a free citizen, but now it seems that I will never have this opportunity.”The young man said dejectedly," Just like the battle just now, I could see that you were definitely at the front line, and you survived. If it were me, I would never be able to do it, even if I had such excellent equipment-plate armor, frontal bone helmet, and enchanted weapons. Therefore, I could never win against you.”
"What are you trying to say?" Kritz asked in a low voice.
" I want to have a match with you while you're seriously injured," the young man said." You didn't hear wrongly. I want to defeat you like a coward while you're seriously injured, but the only honor in my heart gave me a new idea, which is to gamble. I want to bet on your life or freedom, or my life.”
"Don't beat around the bush.”Kritz seemed to understand the young man's thoughts, but he wanted to confirm it.
"That is to say, let's go to a place with no one and have a match. If you win, you'll gain your freedom. If you lose, I'll take your life.”The young man replied," I swear to the God of War. No, I don't have the right to do so. I swear on the honor of my ancestors that this is not a trap, and I promise that after you win, you will be free to leave-but you will not return to the North. If you lose, you will still die in battle.”
"I agree. Where are we going?" Kritz stood up and picked up the two-handed sword that was leaning on the side.
"Follow me." With that, the young man turned around and left the battlefield.
"This is the place." An hour later, the two of them came to a mountain. There was a platform there, and on one side of the platform, the corpse of a desert officer was lying there. It seemed that the young man had already planned it out. This corpse was the reason for them to leave.
"Duel, War God above, life and death are up to fate.”Kritz raised the sword in his right hand and said solemnly.
"In a duel, ancestor souls above, life and death are up to fate.”The young man raised his warhammer and clashed with Kritz's longsword. The two weapons collided, and then both of them withdrew their weapons at the same time. They turned around and took three steps, then turned back and got into a stance. The mountain breeze blew past, and a small white flower grew on the cliff not far away. It seemed that it could not withstand the mountain breeze. A petal was suddenly blown by the wind, spinning in the air, and slowly came to the middle of the two...
"Roar!"
The two barbarians roared and charged at the same time. Clang! The two weapons collided with a loud sound. The white petal was smashed into pieces and fell to the ground with sparks.
"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"
Just like the martial arts competition a few years ago, there were no fancy moves. There were only two weapons colliding again and again. The stronger one won, and the stronger one survived. This was the style of the barbarians. This was the battle of the barbarians!
"Clang!"
After another collision, the two of them took a few steps back from the recoil. They panted heavily, but their eyes were still fixed on each other.
"Phew…you're even stronger…Phew…it seems like I really can't beat you…but that was when you were perfectly fine. Now, how many more times can you swing your sword?”The young man gripped his warhammer and looked at Kritz with excitement.
Kritz didn't say anything, but just stared at his opponent. He could feel that his already injured body had become even more severely injured after these few attacks. It was originally just a superficial wound. At most, he had lost too much blood. Now, his internal organs had been injured. In comparison, the wounds all over his body were nothing.
"Watch this move of mine! Ha-!" The young man shouted loudly. At the same time, he leaped high into the air and raised his warhammer with both hands. He suddenly smashed it towards Kritz. This was a jumping attack!
Jumping attack. The name sounded very ordinary, but its lethality was extraordinary. This move did not just jump to the target's side to attack. When attacking, it borrowed the potential energy of one's own weight. Coupled with a special weapon waving technique, it could instantly increase the user's attack power by two or even three times!
"Clang!"
With another clang of weapons, Kritz successfully parried the young man's jump attack. However, it was obvious that this attack was not so easy to parry. Kritz was half-kneeling on the ground. The young man did not wait for him to stand firm and raised his warhammer again. Kritz could not parry a second time!
"Bang!"
It wasn't Kritz being hit by the warhammer, but he quickly turned sideways, dodged the incoming warhammer, and then used his shoulder to collide with it, then twisted his waist, swung his arm, and lifted it up.
"Cang-"
"Ah!"
The plate armor could not protect the young man's body at all. From the right to the left of his chest, the tip of the two-handed sword cut through the plate armor, and a bloody scar appeared on his chest.
" Cough cough…It's still the same move…" The young man half-knelt on the ground, holding the war hammer with both hands as he spoke weakly. It seemed that this blow was very heavy, and it was very likely that his lungs were injured. Kritz didn't say anything. He stood up and looked at the young man kneeling on the ground.
"If I lose, you're free." The young man said in a low voice," From here to the west, after you go down the mountain, you will reach the Wandering Wasteland. You can go anywhere from there, as long as you don't return to the north.”
Kritz nodded, turned around, and strode away. Red footprints were left behind wherever he went.
The young man coughed twice as he watched Kritz's back disappear. He touched his chest and looked at the blood on his hand. He smiled mysteriously and stood up, carrying the war hammer on his back. He walked to the corpse and picked it up. He looked back at the direction where Kritz disappeared and walked in the same direction.
……
Due to his serious injury, Kritz's mind was still in a daze. However, he refused Rogge's help and followed the team forward. There were two people in the team who were paying attention to him. One was Fatty, and the other was Lan. About an hour later, the team arrived at the side of a forest. There was a circle of grass near the forest, and there were some black marks in the middle. It was obvious that this place was often used as a campsite.
After arriving at the camp, the rogues skillfully performed their duties. Those who were on sentry duty, those who were camping, and those who were hunting. Fatty squatted at the side, but he offered some spices to Flora. Flora checked and accepted them, while Kritz found a tree and sat on it, recovering his lost stamina.
"I'll treat him first." Lan suddenly said, which made Flora throw a questioning look at him, but she only replied with a " I'll explain later " look. Then she came to Kritz's side, squatted down, and released a white light from her hand.
"Thank you." Kritz said softly because he could feel that the white light was everywhere. The wounds on his body were rapidly healing, and even the shock wounds on his internal organs were beginning to stabilize. At least, he was no longer bleeding.
"This is all I can do.”Not long after, Lan withdrew the white light. It was obvious that she was a little tired. At this moment, a warning sound suddenly came from the northeast.
"There are savages!"
Barbarians. Everyone here had heard of these creatures. They had dark skin and were short, only about one meter tall. However, they were very fast and used short knives and poisonous blow darts to attack. There were also wizards among them, but there were very few of them. They only existed in the Kurast rainforest in the east. They were extremely fierce, good at sneak attacks, and fed on humans. They would attack and eat any non-Kurast people who entered the rainforest. This was another important reason why the barbarians chose to attack Lut Gall and not Kurast.
Everyone who had the ability to fight stood up, including Kritz. He walked to the front of the team.
"Big guy, catch!" Fatty suddenly shouted. He took out a few bottles of potion from the treasure chest and threw them at the Barbarian. At the same time, he took out a few bottles and threw them to Rogge nearby. After doing all this, he squatted behind the treasure chest and stuck half of his head out, staring in the direction of the sound.
"And this!" Flora said as he threw Kritz's double-handed sword over. Kritz took the potion and double-handed sword, nodded to the two of them, drank a bottle, and hung the rest on his belt. Then he waved his double-handed sword, ready to fight at any time.
Soon, Rogge, who was in charge of guarding, ran out of the forest and came to the back of the team.
"How many barbarians are there?" Flora asked without turning his head. Everyone knew that barbarians usually came in groups.
" I only saw two, but..." Rogge was a little hesitant, but he still said,""Those two barbarians seem to be too tall, one of them is not much shorter than this barbarian.”
"Hmm?" Lan looked at her and asked with a frown,""Are you sure it was a savage and not a savage Magus?”
Indeed, because Savage Sorcerer was carried by a savage, he looked about the same height as a normal human.
"From the outside, yes, I can't be wrong!”Rogge said.
"Then it might not be the savages, but someone hiding in the forest.”Lan said," However, they are also very likely to be in danger. Perhaps they are fugitives or defeated soldiers.”
Hearing this, everyone was obviously not so worried. As long as they were not savages, it would be fine. After all, the continent recognized that the worst thing to do was to provoke groups of savages. Not long after, two " savages " with animal skin and leaves on their bodies and long beards ran out of the forest. When they saw so many people pointing their weapons at them, they wisely raised their hands and surrendered.
At the same time, in my castle.
"City Lord, those five people have already gathered together.”Sharan said respectfully.
"Yeah, it's almost time. I just don't know where Sister God will send them to continue training.”I muttered to myself.
"Of course it's still here." " Don't you have so many paintings in your library?" asked the divine sister who suddenly appeared.”
"Is this the first trial or the second?”I asked.
"Count it as the second time." The divine sister replied,"Also, prepare yourself. Soon, the Reincarnators trained by others will be tested in your castle. However, there will be more people, so try to reduce them by half.”
"Yes, sir!"
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