Zelindoes not know how long the timepassed by.泽林不知道时间过去了多久。Heopens the eyetime, butvacantstaredabovewas breaking a holegloomyartisticwindow. The painting in artisticwindowhad been coveredby the dust, because the hole of thatdisruption becomes hardto distinguish, pictureseems like a knight who goes to battle with the return, is raising hand the treasured sword, acceptscheering of belowpeople. By the Witcheraestheticvision, thismuralratherappearssometo be extremely abstract, gavetoomanysymbolic significances......
他睁开眼睛的时候,只是茫然的盯着上方破了一个窟窿的灰暗艺术窗。艺术窗上的画作早已被尘土覆盖,又因那块碎裂的窟窿变得难以辨别,画的好像是一名出征归来的骑士,正举着手中的宝剑,接受下方人们的欢呼。以狩魔猎人的审美目光来看,这种壁画未免显得有些太过抽象,赋予了太多的象征意义……No.
不。Nowimportantis notthis.
现在重要的不是这个。Shook the head, Zelincoughedlayer on layer/heavily, the nerve of whole bodywas sending out the call of painwith the vibration of lungs. Heinspires, the followingsevere painmadehimclench the teeth. Hisribpossiblybroke, buthehas not tasted the fishy smell of bloodin the mouth. Thisis the good deed, the bone that is at least cut offhas not pierced the lungs, otherwiseWitchercannotinsistevenin the situation of thismortal wound.
晃了晃脑袋,泽林重重的咳嗽了一声,全身的神经都在随着肺部的震动而发出痛苦的呐喊。他吸了口气,随之而来的剧痛令他咬紧牙关。他的肋骨可能断了,但他在嘴中没有尝到鲜血的腥气。这是好事,至少断掉的骨头没有刺穿肺部,否则就算是狩魔猎人也不能在这种致命伤的情况下坚持下去。Zelininspiration of gently, in the staleaircombined the aura of death, the whole bodyis makinghisslow movementsore, hemoved the ownlegslowly, afterdeterminingbothlegshad not been broken, herelaxesslightly.泽林轻轻的吸了口气,陈腐的空气中混杂着死亡的气息,全身酸痛令他的动作迟缓,他慢慢移动自己的腿,在确定两条腿都没有被摔断后,他稍稍松了口气。At least can also act.
至少还能行动。
The head that the slightrotationbuzzes, Zelinnoticed itselfas ifto fall into pile of ashes. Heis raising head, looks at the place that are falling, thisistalltower who pourshorizontally, the glass that the towerwithstand/topisone side of the turretartisticwindow, butturned into the skylightafterfalling. Fortunatelyis the glass window, rather thanhardflagstonewall, even ifotherwisehas the silvercatring, henot possibleundersuchaltitudesafe and sound.
轻微转动嗡嗡作响的脑袋,泽林注意到自己似乎掉进了一堆灰烬中。他仰着头,望着自己掉下来的地方,这是一座横倒下来的高塔,塔顶的玻璃不过是塔楼一侧的艺术窗,但在倾倒后就变成了天窗。还好是玻璃窗,而不是坚硬的石板墙壁,否则就算有银猫戒指,他也不可能在这样的高度下安然无恙。„Reallyunlucky.”
“真倒霉。”Zelinpulls outfrom the ashesown, looksbloodandash that beginto conduct the backto cover. Hereeverywhereis the dust, thickalmostcanbury a person below, Zelindoes not know that thisismustburn downmanythings, canturn intothisappearance, butwas luckythesedust, turned into a cushionunderhisbodyactually. Nowhe can only wantto findsomeclear waterto cleanas soon as possible, evenWitchernot possibleto resist the wound infectionby the physique.泽林将自己的手从灰烬里抽出来,望着手背上覆盖的血和灰。这里到处都是灰尘,厚的几乎可以将一个人掩埋在下面,泽林不知道这是要烧掉多少东西,才能变成这幅模样,不过多亏了这些灰尘,倒是在他身下变成了一层缓冲。现在他只能希望尽快找到一些清水清洗一下,就算是狩魔猎人也不可能靠体质来抵抗伤口感染。Pushes aside the dust before body, Zelinis enduring the ache of whole body, slowlysitssets out. The armhas an abrasionverywell, the armorprovided the protection, otherwisehisbodywill not only leave behind the abrasion is so simpleabsolutely, heis trying the activityarm, the definitebonehas not broken off. Because ofcrash, hisalmostwhole personfellin the dust, nowhemustdigfrom the dusthimself, whenhishandtouchedto the waist, was actually startledsuddenly.
扒开身前的灰尘,泽林忍着全身的疼痛,慢慢坐起身。手臂有一处擦伤,盔甲很好的提供了保护,否则他身上绝对不会只留下擦伤那么简单,他试着活动胳膊,确定骨头没有折断。因为坠落,他几乎整个人都陷进了灰尘里,现在他要把自己从灰尘里挖出来,不过当他的手摸向腰间的时候,却忽然怔住了。
The ebonybladedisappears.
乌木刃不见了。Silver Sword is also, bundledbrokein the chest frontleather belt, inchestarmorleft behindtogether the light whitescratch, probablyhit anything incrash, thencut offin the confusion. Perhapsflungincrash, thisis not a goodnews. Howeverbeforetrying to find the solutionfound the ownweapon, hemustfirstdetermine the currentsituation.银剑也是,捆在胸前的皮带断裂了,胸甲上留下一道浅白的划痕,像是在坠落的时候撞到了什么东西,然后在混乱中被割断了。也许是在坠落的时候甩了出去,这可不是个好消息。不过在想办法找到自己的武器前,他必须先确定目前的情况。Thisis an inclinedturret, in the turretmostplaceswere buriedby the dust, only the somewhatlying this way and thatbook shelf and wooden frame can also searchin the dustpile, butinsideanythingdoes not have, placing of furnituredoes not have the rule, the probablygiantgraspsthisturret, after making an effortto sway, throwingruthlesslyto the ground. Zelintriesto searchin the , hewas still expecting, perhaps the goodluckalsoto continueto care forhim, even after throwshim, perhapshecanfindoneselfthattworareexpensivetreasured swordinnearbydustpile. Butfinally, heonlytouched a skullin the dust, bysmoothness that the gravelrubbed, fellin the dust, insidecrowded the ashes.
这是一座倾斜的塔楼,塔楼里大部分地方都被灰尘掩埋了,只有些横七竖八的的书柜与木架还能在灰尘堆中探出来,不过里面什么都没有,家具的摆放更是毫无规律可言,像是有一名巨人抓起这座塔楼,用力摇晃了一番后又狠狠的扔到地上。泽林试图在附近搜索一下,他心里仍期望着,说不定好运气还会继续眷顾着他,哪怕是在将他抛下来后,说不定他就能在附近的灰尘堆里找到自己那两把稀有昂贵的宝剑。但最后,他只在灰尘里摸到了一枚头骨,被砂砾磨的光滑,陷在灰尘里,里面塞满了灰烬。
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