AWJOAW :: Volume #18

#1709 Part 1: Evil lord

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Lisa Riel weak in prisoner's cage, opened eyes soulless looks at the sky, on the face still remains is being panic-stricken and unbelievable. The miserable wan thin lips open slightly, the bloodstain flows following the corners of the mouth, vanishes in the nape of the neck under collar. Four limbs weak is drooping, as the wind swings gently. Lies the demon mark fly in wound fans the wing, humming sound disappearance in dazzling pale yellow sunlight. 丽莎瑞尔瘫软在囚笼中,睁大的双眼无神的望着天空,脸上依然残留着惊恐与难以置信。惨无血色的薄唇微微张开,血痕顺着嘴角流淌,消失在衣领下的脖颈中。四肢无力的耷拉着,随着风轻轻摆动。趴在伤口上的魔纹蝇扇动翅膀,嗡嗡的消失在刺眼的昏黄阳光中。 Witcher is grasping the ebony blade, stands in same place, maintaining composure is gazing at like the blade edge precipice. The muscle under armor package ties tight gradually, fluctuating of chest slows down gradually, the adjustment breath to deal with any possible situation. He has not walked to examine the situation, at present all are unknown, no one said certainly, front outcome is really false, is trap that the reality or the illusion form. He copes has not known many Wraith, the curse and illusion, because these saw that the person of body knowing well produces surprisedly relaxes the vigilant mistake unable to appear in his body. 狩魔猎人握着乌木刃,站在原地,不动声色的注视着如刀锋般的山岩。盔甲包裹下的肌肉渐渐紧绷,胸口的起伏渐渐放缓,调整呼吸以应对任何可能出现的突发情况。他没有走过去查看情况,目前一切都是未知,谁也说不准,面前的究竟是真是假,是现实还是幻象形成的陷阱。他对付过不知多少妖灵,诅咒与幻象,那些会因为看到熟识之人尸体产生惊讶以至于放松警惕的失误不会出现在他的身上。 Gust has blown, the sand dust that raises has fluttered the city gate. Zelin lifts the arm to block the mouth and nose, avoids attracting too much dust. In the howling sound of sand dust, he heard the sound. The footsteps step on slowly and heavily on the stone floor, then, he saw him. Under close helmet, tower of tall and slender eyes Sol straight stares is standing Witcher before gate, is dragging iron hammer in rugged bricks and stones board ground rough, delimits a bloodstain. 一阵风吹过,扬起的沙尘飘过城门。泽林抬起胳膊挡住口鼻,避免吸引太多的尘土。沙尘的呼啸声中,他听到了声响。脚步缓慢、沉重地踩在石头地板上,然后,他看到了他。紧密的头盔下,索尔之塔细长的双眼直直的盯着站在门前的狩魔猎人,拖着的铁锤在崎岖不平的砖石板地面上磕磕绊绊,划出一条血痕。 Before exactly right that in the twilight fishing village sees, the tower of Solon is imprisoned in his firm armor, the leather belt of fixed armor is tying tight, probably the next second will split. A over two meters body projects the ground the shadow, such as is putting out a hand, must hold the Witcher shadow. He knows that in Sino-Turkey world not such monster, may be many in the demon, what also there is not possible? 和之前在暮色渔村中看到的分毫不差,索伦之塔被囚禁在他那坚固的盔甲中,固定盔甲的皮带紧绷着,像是下一秒就会裂开。超过两米的身躯将影子投射到地上,如一只正伸出手,要抓住狩魔猎人的暗影。他知道在中土世界没有那样的魔物,可在魔多,又有什么是不可能的？ Has not said a word, does not have the unnecessary movement. 没有言语,没有多余的动作。 Arrives at a distance 15 meters local time, the tower of Solon stops the footsteps, grins, reveals the sawtooth tooth, then bang closes, such as suddenly wooden crate of closure. His approach three steps, jump forward high, the heavy iron hammer dashes to Witcher. 走到距离十五米的地方时,索伦之塔停下脚步,咧开嘴,露出锯齿般的牙齿,然后砰地一声合上,如忽然关闭的木箱。他向前助跑三步,高高跃起,沉重的铁锤直扑狩魔猎人。 Zelin flashes one side, the body transferred a maneuver, the wrist/skill shook to fling three throwing knives, took Tull's head, chest and abdomen. The blade hits on chest armor and helmet, after leaving behind three spoken parts marks, was separated, falls to nearby rock slit. The iron hammer pounds in the place that Zelin stood a moment ago, in the ground produces a crack immediately. 泽林闪到一旁,身子转了个回旋,手腕一抖甩出三枚飞刀,直取塔尔的脑袋、胸膛与腹部。刀刃撞在胸甲和头盔上,留下三道白痕后被弹开,落到旁边的岩石缝隙中。铁锤砸在刚才泽林所站的地方,地面上顿时生成一片龟裂。 Without the trap. 没有陷阱。 It is not the illusion. 不是幻象。 The strength is very strong! 力量很强！ Tull has not stopped the offensive, his arm turned a circle, the iron hammer howled to sweep away. Zelin stoops, left Shanyou evades. Tull approaches, wields the iron hammer at the same time again asks to grasp to the Zelin nape of the neck. Zelin has Sign, the air current deflection iron hammer, the backhand grasps the sword to make an effort a stroke, Tull's hand flew. Tull had not responded, probably absolutely does not have the sensation of pain, when the separated iron hammer while Witcher has not taken back the sword returned, takes the Zelin head. He tumbles to avoid, the crushed stone of splash scratched the face. 塔尔没有停下攻势,他的手臂轮了个圆,铁锤呼啸着横扫过来。泽林弯下身子,左闪右避。塔尔再次逼近,挥出铁锤的同时伸出手要抓向泽林的脖颈。泽林结出法印,气流偏转铁锤,反手握剑用力一划,塔尔的手飞了出去。塔尔没有反应,像是完全没有痛觉,被弹开的铁锤趁着狩魔猎人尚未收回剑时又回了回来,直取泽林脑袋。他翻滚躲开,飞溅的碎石划伤了脸。 Too simple? 太简单了？ Zelin retrocedes one step, erases the blood drop of cheeks, he feels an anxiety. He never the prospect can defeat the opponent easily, but front Tull looks like the novice who just learned the fight, fully when does not understand these fights mistake that should pay attention to avoid. Was cut the blood that the entity and splashes to indicate that this is not the illusion, only if there is any illusion to be so real, he is even hard to distinguish clearly the genuine and fake. Tull has not stopped, he is treading the step, dragging the heavy iron hammer to directly soar Witcher. Zelin two fix the eyes on the enemy, the vision is paying attention to Tull's any movement. He on the alert, whether the vigilant opposite party has any subsequent hand, shows weakness intentionally, or has others of ambush, waits for Witcher to relax the vigilant time closes. But Tull has not left behind the time of ponder to him, he steps forward three steps, big is the body has approached Zelin, the opened eye as if must spout the flame, the whole body because of wild with rage and kills intent to shiver, ties up the chains of armor dingdong to make noise. 泽林后退一步,抹掉脸颊的血滴,他感到一丝不安。他从未指望能够轻而易举战胜对手,但面前的塔尔就像是一个刚刚学会战斗的新手,完全不了解那些战斗时应该注意避免的错误。被砍中的实体和飞溅出的血表明这不是幻象,除非有什么幻象能如此真实,以至于连他都难以分清真假。塔尔没有停下来,他踏着步子,拖着沉重铁锤直奔狩魔猎人。泽林两眼紧盯着敌人,目光注意着塔尔的任何一个动作。他警惕着,警惕对方是否有任何后手,故意示弱,或者还有埋伏的其他人,等待狩魔猎人放松警惕的时候一拥而上。但塔尔没给他留下思考的时间,他跨出三步,高大是身躯就已经逼近泽林,睁大的眼睛仿佛要喷出火焰,全身都在因狂怒和杀意而颤抖,捆住盔甲的锁链叮当作响。 Tull's iron hammer like the squally shower wields to Witcher, after Zelin, jumps one step, enemy with tight, after he again jumps, the iron hammer pounds. Pounded to empty, Tull took advantage of opportunity wields the weapon again, the Witcher back hits in the city wall, the shadow of iron hammer covered in his body again. 塔尔的铁锤如狂风骤雨般挥向狩魔猎人,泽林后跳一步,敌人跟紧,他再次后跳,铁锤又砸下来。砸空了,塔尔顺势再次挥动武器,狩魔猎人后背撞到城墙上,铁锤的阴影再次笼罩在他的身上。 He found the opportunity! 他找到了机会！ When Zelin and enemy scrape past, Tull wields the movement of hammer to lose shape, as wields the movement of hammer to bend the waist forward, walked staggering two steps, pū passes one to kneel down. The next quarter, the blood wells up from cut chest armor, sprays in the city wall. The corpse heavy falling to the ground sound, is a silence, the surroundings only have howling of wind. 当泽林与敌人擦身而过时,塔尔挥锤的动作走了样,随着挥锤的动作向前弯腰,踉踉跄跄的走了两步,噗通一声跪倒在地。下一刻,鲜血从被划开的胸甲中涌出来,喷洒在城墙上。尸体沉重的倒地声,然后是一阵沉默,周围只剩下风的呼啸。 Witcher flung under the sword, throws off the blood of sword body, then has turned around. 狩魔猎人甩了下剑,甩掉剑身上的血,然后转过身。 His breath was dignified.. 他的呼吸凝重了。。 Vigini lies down on the ground, water that in the blood water pipe spouts likely from breaking the arm flows, abdomen's shocking wound seems like the whole person divides into two from the middle, is staring in the eye full is painful and unbelievable, probably was interrogating why Witcher must kill her. 维吉妮亚躺在地上,血液像水管中喷出的水似的从断臂中流淌出来,腹部触目惊心的伤口像是将整个人从中间一分为二,瞪着的眼睛中满是痛苦与难以置信,像是在质问狩魔猎人为什么要杀了她。 Zelin bites the lower lip, makes an effort to hold the sword blade in hand, on the back of the hand the blue vein stretches. In the mind has a sound, angry is yelling, bellowing, is telling him to discard the weapon immediately, to the Vigini side, he made a mistake quickly, he made the serious mistake, he must find the way to make up as soon as possible. He is very difficult to convince oneself continuation to stand in same place, his subconscious desire lifts the footsteps, the wind turned into a hand probably, pushes him to walk forward. 泽林咬住下唇,用力抓住手中的剑刃,手背上青筋绷起。脑海中有一个声音,愤怒的叫喊着,大吼着,告诉他应该立刻扔掉武器,快到维吉妮亚身边去,他错了,他犯了严重的错误,他必须尽快想办法弥补。他很难说服自己继续站在原地,他下意识的想要抬起脚步,身后的风像是变成了一张手,推着他向前走。
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