Lord of the Oasis

Kant bowed his head, as if showing humility in front of the beautiful girl in front of him.

But his palm held the hilt lightly.

The golden light on the top of her head was shining, and the power belonging to the sun was flowing slowly, and the girl dressed in the intricate and gorgeous costumes woven with gold threads slowly fell in front of Kant.

Just like the gods in high places.

The delicate red lips opened and closed, and the language was extremely indifferent: "Slave, answer my question quickly."

"The present era."

Kant chuckled lightly, with a sneer at the corners of his mouth.

She raised her head slightly and looked at the beautiful girl with her thigh suspended in front of her eyes, with a fierce look in her eyes. She clenched the hilt in her hand, and the sharp knight's sword in the sheath instantly swung out: "It's a cruel era!"

A radiant light flashed.

The blade shreds the cumbersome clothes on this beautiful girl in an instant.

Bright red blood splattered instantly.

This beautiful girl who had just walked out of the golden coffin and still didn't understand what happened, had a stunned look on her delicate and tender face, and looked at Kant with disbelief in her eyes.

But Kant looked directly into her eyes.

The knight's body brings sufficient melee combat experience and decisive action.

The knight's sword in his hand stabs straight.

The blade of the sword directly penetrated the chest of this beautiful girl, and as the large amount of blood began to turn red, the luxurious clothes woven with gold threads, the golden light that was still floating around, also instantly moved towards the surrounding as if out of control, turning into pieces and collapsing. It shattered, and a cry of anger was also issued.

"No... you... damn... despicable..."

The beautiful girl finally remembered to retreat, and the severe pain also made her eyes show incomparable panic.

The floating figure flew backwards, but the knight sword, which had penetrated her chest and heart, penetrated deeply into her body, and pulled out as she retreated, causing massive bleeding in her internal organs, leaving her whole body covered in blood. The power dissipated with the blood, and fell heavily under the giant stone sword.

"Kill!" James and Manid's voices sounded almost simultaneously.

But the soldiers behind him did not move.

Because Kant's voice sounded immediately: "All stop." After a pause, he took a slow breath, and said solemnly: "I will do this myself."

System absorption is entirely dependent on him.

Carrying the knight's sword, he slowly walked over.

The refined cowhide boots stepped on the slate, and there were slight footsteps.

Kant looked blankly at the beautiful girl who was covering her chest and coughing blood. The bright red blood stained her cumbersome and luxurious dress, and the look of horror and disbelief on the beautiful face. , but also increased the pitiful beauty of being rubbed, making people feel pity in their hearts.

Stained with blood, her fingers like white onion pointed at Kant. She coughed up the blood and still couldn't suppress the anger in her heart: "You... humble... servant... You dare to kill the descendants of the gods..."

"Self-offspring of the gods?"

Kant walked over, his face still calm.

Eyes facing each other.

His eyes were facing the golden eyes that seemed to be made of gold, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile, and he slowly squatted down, looking at the girl who was breathing rapidly and blood was pouring from her nostrils and mouth, and said lightly: "Heir of the Sun God? It's too weak, really too weak."

"You... despicable..."

As if Kant's words made this beautiful girl angry, the scorpion in her eyes flashed with golden light.

And the white onion-like palm instantly appeared some kind of mysterious decoration, mixed with the surrounding blood and the golden light, bursting out some kind of fiery temperature.

"whoosh"

The mournful whistling sound of arrows shredded the void in an instant, passing by Kant's ears, and a few strands of hair swayed.

"Ah uh..." But the beautiful girl let out a weak howl, and the white and tender palm was instantly pierced by a conical arrow, which was nailed to the sword of the giant long sword behind her, and the blood was not flowing. The scorching temperature and golden light that were originally gathered in the palm of the hand were directly shattered by this cone-headed arrow.

The temperature fades and the golden light dissipates.

Kant turned his head slightly, glanced at the ranger behind him who was closing his bow, and said like a reprimand, "You have no gentlemanly demeanor, yet you treat a lady like this."

At the same time, he turned his head to look at the beautiful girl whose face was distorted by the pain, which destroyed the white and tender beauty of her face, and apologized: "I hope you don't take offense, they are all rude soldiers, and I have never seen such a mysterious person before. ...Supernatural power, uh, or magic? I don't know about it either, can you explain it if you can?"

"You..." This beautiful girl's palm was nailed to the stone wall-like sword. The severe pain and the weak feeling from her heart made her extremely desperate.

Looking at Kant's calm eyes, a fear from the depths of her soul climbed into her heart.

Kant chuckled: "Don't you want to?"

He stretched out his hand and slowly stroked the cheek of this beautiful girl, feeling the intoxicating and expected tenderness, and said lightly, "To be honest, I love you from the age of mythology thousands of years ago, I am shocked that I have survived until now. After all, the lost city, um, it should be the golden holy city in the ancient books, has already been wiped out in the yellow sand of the Nalen Desert, the civilization has disappeared, and only a few relics remain. And...you, mysterious lady."

He wants to know more.

This mysterious, beautiful girl who woke up in the coffin may be able to bring him some unknown information.

Thousands of years, tens of thousands of years ago in the age of mythology.

It is too far away from now, and this woman actually originated from that era.

This made Kant surprised and curious.

"Thousands of years...the age of myth..." But when she heard Kant's words, the eyes of this beautiful girl suddenly widened, and a slight vibrato appeared in her tone: "No...impossible, Father God clearly let me sleep for ten years Woke up after..."

She seemed to be thinking of something.

He suddenly looked at Kant, breathing quickly, his golden eyes with a sharp look: "I remember, some of you slaves rebelled, colluded with the abyss demon, and attacked our golden holy city, yes, it's you, because of you The betrayal of the godfather will perish, otherwise, with the mighty power of the godfather to control the sun, those demons from the abyss will never be able to bear it, it is your betrayal that caused all this to happen!"

This beautiful girl seemed to understand everything, with gloating in her eyes: "You...you don't have extraordinary power, the extraordinary power of this world is declining, no wonder I can't use the power given by my father, nor can I perceive this world. The power contained in it turns out to be like this. After the gods fell, the rules of this world began to change. You miscalculated, you damn slaves miscalculated, you did not win the greatest victory, you also fell into the lowest valley, if The power of God the Father has reawakened, and you absolutely cannot bear our wrath! You traitors!"

"No, I am not a traitor."

Kant opened his mouth with a smile, his face was calm, and he didn't say anything about the words of this beautiful girl at all.

Instead, he leaned on his knight's sword, the blood on it had not been wiped off, looked at those golden eyes, and said lightly: "Power? I don't understand, but I know that I can kill you easily now, I think you are the most Choose to cooperate, or I promise, you will die miserably."

"Children of God the Father never surrender!"

There was anger on the face of the beautiful girl, and unforgettable hatred in her eyes: "You lowly and humble servants will eventually become our servants again, become our... uh... um... ah..."

Her words are not over.

Even the anger and hatred on his face did not recede.

The knight sword in Kant's hand was inserted into her body again, not the pierced chest, but directly at the throat, piercing the throat of this beautiful girl heavily, slitting the trachea, connecting the muscles of the neck and the throat. The spine was directly inserted into the stone wall of the sword body behind him.

"It's a lot of nonsense." Kant stood up and drew his knight's sword again.

The head of the beautiful girl fell directly to the plump and upturned chest along with the broken spine.

Only the skin on both sides and a small amount of muscle are involved.

This didn't make the girl turn into a headless corpse, but no matter how you look at it, this corpse is quite miserable. Kant's two attacks are completely fatal and critical attacks, the kind that leave no survivors at all!

"Poor, this is a coveted beauty."

Manid came over and handed Kant a linen handkerchief: "But he chose to rebel against you, Lord Kant."

Kant was expressionless.

Wiping the blade with a linen handkerchief, he said lightly, "It's enough to have you." He turned his head to look at the troops who were walking behind him, and said solemnly, "Women are just useless vases, you can buy a lot at any time. "

"That's because you haven't met true love." James shook his head and looked at the beautiful body with regret: "But Lord, it's time for you to have a girlfriend. If you can, I can help you in Calradia. You introduce a few ladies, but those greedy ladies are not worthy of your status..."

"This is not the time." Kant glanced at the middle-aged man and ordered, "Lead the troops to inspect the battlefield, I think you can do it well."

"Yes, Lord Kant."

James nodded, realizing that he seemed to be a little too much.

But Kant didn't care.

This is what James is like. If it is in the game, according to the character of this good man, it is estimated that if he kills this unarmed woman, it is a behavior that goes against his philosophy, and he will directly protest.

Now make a few complaints, but also because of character.

But what Kant cares about is the absorption method given by the system after the woman dies.

【ding...system prompt】

【Please put your hand on her forehead line. 】

Kant did so.

She squatted down again, holding up the head that had broken spine and neck with her hands that didn't care, looking at the squinted eyes and the slightly hideous beautiful face, pressing her thumbs on her forehead like wings spread out. Such a sun saint pattern.

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