Catalog of the Lost - a searing epic

Rick Rook's eyes had a coldness that was not for his age, and those dull eyes seemed to have seen through everything, and they were not interested in anything.

After being refused, Emer still did not want to give up, and he secretly vowed to end the war by all means, to gather more talents, and to seek more help.

"Can you please think about it? Rick Rook, or tell me why you refused. "

Bursts of laughter erupted from within Rick's Bandits, all mocking Emel for not understanding a thing by this time.

"Hasn't that guy seen it yet? "

After the ridicule, Rick Rook also added: "The reason is simple, you are very weak, and you have been beaten into this ghost by those brainless big guys, what else is there to explain." "

"Then if I prove that we are strong, will you promise to help us? "

As he spoke, Emel drew his sword from his waist, reinforcing his resolve to reclaim the Rick Bandits.

The

laughter from within Rick's group of thieves vanished in an instant, and to them it sounded like Emer's declaration of war.

Looking back at the number of people on both sides, Rick's thieves are in the hundreds, while he is alone on Emer's side, and it will take at least twenty minutes for reinforcements to arrive.

"Is that guy serious", even the tall man standing next to Rick couldn't help but look at Rick in shock, "Or is he blind and can't see the difference in numbers between the two sides?".

"No, Reuben, this guy is serious", Rick watched Emel not far away walk towards them step by step, and stopped in place as if he was ready to attack after walking to the middle position, this feeling of being despised made Ruben grit his teeth, but he was stopped by Rick when he was about to fight, and then, Rick threatened Emer, "Don't do such boring things, people like you die on the battlefield is the best destination." "

"But I don't just want to die on the battlefield, what I want is to win this war, so that more people can live until the end of the war, and this war will one day spread to you, and we can join forces. "

Ruben laughed out loud and mocked mercilessly: "It took tens of thousands of people to kill hundreds of big guys, and they still dare to say such big things." "

Rick didn't want to fight Emer, but he didn't stop the people of Rick's thieves from laughing at Emer, he just stood still, ignoring everything around him, and then threatened again: "That's it, the hundreds of big men you killed before you died tens of thousands of people are no different from hunted beasts in our eyes, in this case, why should we unite with you who may become a burden." "

"If you have seen the killing of the Imperials, then you should not take the enemy lightly. "

"We killed them, three hundred and seventy-two Imperial people so far, and we were unscathed", after saying that, everyone in the Rick Thieves began to shout, showing their bravery and confidence, "So you should understand, Emer, you are weak, and you are weak, so now leave the horse you rode and the armor and sword on your body, and go back, this is the last warning." "

"Then I refuse, I never wanted you to snatch our things away from the beginning. "

Seeing that the negotiations had broken down, Rick closed his eyes and shook his head in disappointment, and then he glanced at Ruben, who walked towards Emel with a torch in one hand and a sword in the other.

Emer waited quietly for the man named Ruben to come up to him, he was very tall, he was taller than Emel with a forehead, and his limbs were very strong, but the expression on his face was distorted as if he could not help but smile.

When the distance between Ruben and Emel was only five meters, suddenly, Ruben threw the torch in his hand at Emer, and Emer also subconsciously swung his sword to bounce the torch away, but he didn't expect a black shadow to suddenly burst out under the torch and attack his leg with a strangely shaped sword.

Rick Rook's sudden appearance caught Emer off guard, but Emer rolled backwards in time to avoid the attack.

When Ruben picked up the torch and approached this side, Rick's position was shrouded in darkness, because Emer's attention was completely focused on Ruben himself, and he ignored Rick, who was following Ruben and coming close behind him.

As for Rick's weapon, Emer had never seen it, and it was far less wide than a sword, more like an elongated, single-edged knife with an angular exterior and a wooden hilt that reduced its weight.

Before Emel could figure out how to deal with it, Rick drew his knife again and rushed at him, the dangerous aura gave Emel no time to think, and slashed forward by feeling, but Rick dodged it sideways, and the blade slashed at his waist from the left side of Emer.

Rickrook's attack cut a crack in Emer's cloak and did hit Emer, but in his senses, he didn't cut Emer's abdomen directly, but after cutting through the armor on Emer's side, he saw something like a soft piece of flesh, and for personal reasons, he didn't choose to split Emel directly horizontally, but quickly dodged backwards, and began to observe Emel after retreating to a safe distance.

Rick Rook's attacks are extremely fast, not to mention his nimble movements, even if he is young and his body is not yet fully developed, but he still has incomparably strong strength and combat experience, which also confirms his statement, because for the Imperials, the most difficult thing for them to deal with is their flexible attacks, not to mention Rick Rook's attack knife is deadly.

Emer glanced at his bleeding left arm, then looked at Rick seriously and exclaimed, "You're really strong. "

Rick Rook was not yet out of his feelings, he hated soft things, so the slash that had just been like a cut on cotton made him very uncomfortable, and just as he was still wondering if someone would wear cotton to battle, Emel answered his doubts.

Emer ripped off the cloak that covered his left arm, and in front of Rick was a man with five belts tied to his left arm, and although the belts were padded with protective gear, they didn't seem to be of much use.

"You... Isn't there going to be anything... Disgusting interest in it. Ruben complained with an embarrassed face.

"No," Rick whispered to Ruben, "his left arm was soft, like a puddle of boneless flesh. "

Emer took a deep breath and regained his fighting stance.

For Emer, the fight was more like a trial, both to prove that his efforts during this time had not been in vain, and to prove that he still has the ability to fight on the battlefield and not be protected like a disabled guy.

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves sounded behind Emer, and with it came a piece of news.

"Boss, someone in that city has chased you out!

"Damn! it really made him hold back", Rick immediately took an offensive stance, "Reuben, let's get on!".

Ruben was the first to charge at Emer, leaping up as he was about to get close to himer, slashing directly at him with his sword in both hands.

In an instant, the two swords collided with each other, rubbing sparks in the night, and a moment later, Reuben's sword flew into the sky, and Reuben himself fell to the ground screaming because his arms were numb.

Rick, who wanted to drag Emer with Ruben and kill him from the side, panicked because of this blow, and did not choose to attack again but retreated directly, and then Emer slashed horizontally in front of him.

Emer's lateral slash was originally prepared to prevent Rick's lunge, but just when he thought the attack would fail, what he didn't expect was that Emer had already broken his sword when he just bounced off Reuben's attack, and this time the powerful lateral slash was directly detached from Emer's hand along with the hilt because of the reduced weight of the sword and flew towards Rick.

Although Rick reacted in time to bend down to dodge the flying broken sword, when he straightened up again, Emel was only a few steps away from him.

Emel caught Reuben's sword, and he couldn't help but admire the craftsmanship of the swordsmith and the materials used to make the sword, and the collision just now broke his sword completely, and the sword was intact, not even a single fracture.

Seeing that Emel was about to slash at him, Rick stood motionless, even closing his eyes, he changed his state, holding the knife in both hands, and slowly raised the knife above his head.

Seeing that Rick's moves had changed, Emel immediately changed from the initial slash to a bottom-up swing.

It was the sound of sparks scraping between the swords again, and only a moment later, after another moment, Emel stood still while Rick Rook slowly fell to the ground, his sword flying into the sky, landing in the distance a few seconds later.

Rick Rook's body was not fully developed, so Emer's tremendous strength not only made his arms numb, but the paralyzing sensation spread from his arms to his whole body, making Rick's whole body unable to exert any strength.

Emer didn't intend to kill Rick Rook and Ruben, but he sensed the will of the other party from the competition just now, so he wasn't ready to force them to join him.

"It's true that we are not strong, but weakness is not the reason why we want to die, I hope you face us squarely, face up to us who are weak in your eyes, but still resist in order to survive. "

When Emel said this, he turned and rode on his white horse, and Rick fainted when he heard this.

The rest of the Rick Thieves had no intention of fighting any longer, so they left all the looted supplies and horses in place, and rode away with only one horse to carry Ruben and the unconscious Rick, and then quickly fled.

In less than two minutes, Bretz arrived at the battle site with hundreds of men, and when they arrived, only Emel on a white horse was left, watching the direction of Rick's bandits.

Seeing that there was no more danger, Bretz counted the supplies and horses scattered nearby, and found that there were still some more, and then he saw the torches on the ground, a broken sword, and a strangely shaped sword, and he didn't know the situation, so he walked up to Emel and asked, "Did you just fight with that group?"

Emer just nodded.

"Look at it like this, you should have won. "

Emel gasped, trying not to recall the cold, desperate sense of death that Rick Rook raised his sword to slash at him.

"It's just luck. "

With that, Emer looked at the sword he had just snatched from Ruben, where the sword had been clashed with Rick Rook's had left a huge crack that could not be repaired, and only a trace of steel was left connecting the upper and lower parts that were about to break.

After sighing, Emer broke the sword completely, leaving a part of the sword behind, and returned triumphantly.