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[Golden Land Dispute]: Behind the Conspiracy Volume 3 Chapter 45

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    "Cohen? Keda is different from the previous humans. He is the best candidate for the killing demon. I want him to become the killing demon willingly. ¡Ê¨J Apex Novel, I want to read it to see what he can do  For this reason, I even considered demonizing him myself." The Dark Lord said with a rare expectant tone: "But now, this matter will be completed by our little princess. Time is not a problem, I can do it.  Wait until the day she succeeds." "Is this really okay?" "No, my father, I have no objections." "My daughter, you don't need to worry.  He said softly: "Even Cohen. No matter how powerful Keda is, he is still a person, a small person And human beings are greedy slaves. They want to devour everything in just a few decades of life, and struggle all their lives to pursue their dreams See  Let them perform! Although I have been tired of it for tens of thousands of years." "Yes!" the eldest princess replied, looking back at the light screen, just in time to see Cohen.  Kaeda opened his mouth and roared, launching a fatal blow to his final opponent.  "From a human perspective, this is a wonderful fight." The Dark Lord waved away the light curtain, turned to the eldest princess and said: "But his strength is not enough. He needs to improve. You can arrange it." "Understood.  "Yes, Father." "Do you like this observation magic? I will teach you, but you can only see what happens around the members of the demon clan." "Thank you, Father." Blood and sweat are mixed on the back of the hand.  It slides towards the handle of the knife and finally drips onto the blades of grass.  Four panting people surrounded Cohen, who was also breathing heavily. Each person's chest was heaving violently, and they stared at Cohen with hatred.  "You. Can't run away." A samurai wielding a sword spoke with difficulty.  He used this sentence to create pressure on Cohen.  At the same time, it is also used to encourage one's own fighting spirit.  Cohen coughed lightly and said nothing.  His forehead was dripping with sweat, his clothes were ragged, and his cloak was long gone.  He held the long black iron sword tightly in his right hand, while his left hand held up a short sword that he had snatched at an unknown time. The black iron scabbard that he did not want to discard was tied haphazardly to his back.  Three days ago, he got rid of the other killers, but was caught up by this small group of less than ten people.  The other party claims to be the best hunting team in the Divine Alliance.  Everyone's strength is very close to that of the Bright Knight.  Facts have proved this. For three days, Cohen tried all his tricks and killed five opponents at the cost of three injuries.  Now the remaining four people are the elite among them, including three warriors and one magician.  They came well prepared, and Cohen's previous fight had consumed a lot of energy, so it was always a draw. Both sides were so tired that they were so light-footed that they couldn't tell a winner even when their fighting spirit was exhausted.  The winner leaves.  It's that simple.  This place is less than ten miles away from the demonic side.  But under the entanglement of these four people, it became extremely difficult for Cohen to move forward every step.  According to a human¡¯s physique, Cohen should have fallen long ago, but the demon princess above him who had killed a thousand swords refused to let him fall. She would be merciful from time to time and throw a healing magic to him, which made Cohen exhausted and exhausted.  Apart from the natural reaction of his body, the only thing Cohen maintains now is a belief that he is unwilling to fail. He cannot fail. Only when he gets out of here can he have a chance to avenge someone.  ¡­But what about after you avenge someone?  Does it still make sense to live with such a body and mind?  It¡¯s better to die No, you can¡¯t die, everything will be over if you die, you have to live live, but why do you live, is it just to live? It is more convenient to die without any consciousness  Cohen's thinking fell into a loop and he could no longer think about any in-depth issues.  "If we go any further, it will be the territory of the demon" The magician among the four reminded his companions: "We can't go any further, life and death will be decided here!" The samurai with the sword took a deep breath,  Then he spit it out slowly, then slowly raised the scimitar in his hand, pointing the tip of the knife directly at Cohen, his eyes changing uncertainly.  The other two warriors also raised their weapons at the same time, one with a sword and the other with two short daggers.  Cohen, who had not touched anything all day long, licked his chapped lips, swallowed, and stared at the ground with a numb expression.  Although the long sword warrior standing next to Cohen was invisible, he was approaching silently.  "Come on!" A thick roar sounded in the air, and the samurai's scimitar hit him in the head.  Cohen rushed forward, the long sword in his right hand coming first and second.  The intersection of swordsThere was a loud "dang" sound, and both of their bodies shook at the same time, and then they backed away.  The samurai with the sword cursed and sat down on the ground unwillingly. Cohen took advantage of the momentum to turn around and followed the samurai with the sword who rushed forward to kill him.  The two long swords stabbed and collided in the air. The swords flashed and the swords flipped, stirring up chaotic air currents and blowing the grass blades on the ground.  The warrior holding the dagger saw the opportunity, jumped up high, stretched out his arms, and glided down from the air to attack Cohen.  The magician put his hands on his chest and was chanting a spell in a low voice.  Cohen braced the long sword that the enemy was attacking from the front. The short knife in his left hand struck the dagger coming from behind at the same time. He used the force to return the knife and then chopped the other dagger. Then he turned slightly and caught the sword with the scabbard on his back.  A wind blade issued by a magician!  "Ding!" The wind blade magic hit the scabbard, making a clear sound like a metal collision, and Cohen's body shook.  Cohen¡¯s move was beyond everyone¡¯s expectations. Even the magician who released the wind blade didn¡¯t expect that this tentative magic would hit him.  Taking advantage of the opponent's surprise at this moment, Cohen fought with the sword warrior again and kicked out.  The opponent had no time to dodge, so he lowered his left hand to block. With a "click", he was kicked by Cohen and broke his hand bones on the spot, and he involuntarily took two steps back.  Cohen turned around fiercely and charged at the dagger warrior who had just landed. A series of sharp stabs, the edge of the sword flashed with cold light, and the harsh sound of metal collision filled the whole place. In a very short period of time, the two people's weapons could not cut each other three times.  Ten times!  The dagger that Cohen snatched was an ordinary weapon.  Although the opponent's dagger is made of fine iron.  But after all, the blade is sharp and the spine is thin.  On the final chop.  Cohen's dagger and the dagger in his opponent's right hand finally broke at the same time.  What he wanted was this effect. Cohen immediately turned his wrist and stabbed the opponent in the face with the half-dagger remaining.  At the critical moment, the opponent gave way, but with a "pop" on his right shoulder, Cohen's short knife pierced him.  It was only then that the samurai with the sword got up, but was slashed by Cohen's sword and fell to the ground again.  Without stopping, Cohen rushed towards his destination.  ¡°Chase!¡± the sword-wielding samurai shouted while holding his broken arm.  Several people ran all the way.  They were in hot pursuit, leaving an eye-catching blood trail on the ground Another short fight was temporarily stopped.  Cohen¡¯s weak body swayed twice. Although the black iron sword in his hand was inserted diagonally into the ground, he still couldn¡¯t stabilize and had to kneel down on one knee.  Here, there is still less than a mile away from the demonic side of the dividing line.  There are all kinds of weird pains on the body, and the wounds have increased to seven places, stabbed by swords, chopped by knives, hit by magic Every step Cohen takes is affected by the wounds.  If it weren't for the pride in his heart that supported him, Cohen wouldn't even be here.  He didn¡¯t even have the strength to pull out the dagger stuck in his shoulder.  There are two people left on the other side.  The one with the dagger had long been separated, and the one with the sword had his face smashed by Cohen's punch.  The magician had one arm cut off.  He sat weakly on a tree trunk ten steps away, his face showing great pain.  The samurai wielding the sword had empty hands and was trying hard to stand up from the ground. There were three long sword marks on the armor on his chest, and blood kept pouring out.  "I said, I said." The warrior struggled to stand up, spitting out a mouthful of blood mist: "Youcan't run away." "You have the guts" Although Cohen was also breathing heavily, he  He still tilted his head and looked at the samurai with contempt: "Just come here." The samurai hesitated for a moment, but decided to wait a little longer. He knew that the magician had not yet calmed down, and he was not sure that he could take down Cohen now.  Cohen also couldn¡¯t get up. He was lucky to be able to maintain his current position.  This three-day chase has turned into what it is now. It has changed from a simple physical fight to a struggle of will. It depends on who can't survive until the last moment.  Time passed little by little, and the magician kept asking for strength from the God of Light, and slowly stood up straight with unparalleled perseverance.  "Pathetic man, do you still want to live?" The little demon princess appeared at the right time.  In order to successfully capture her toy, the little princess showed great patience. Although Cohen lowered his head slightly, she still insisted on talking to him face to face - this required immersing part of her body into the ground, which was a difficult task.  action.  "Begging me." The little princess showed a clear smile in front of Cohen's eyes for the first time: "Put down your other foot and beg me to save you." The little princess's charming smile made Cohen feel dazed, and his lips were slightly opened.  one time.  "You can't hear me, please speak louder." Seeing victory at hand.??, the little princess couldn't help but feel elated, tapping her slender fingers to inject a little vitality into Cohen's body that was on the verge of collapse.  "II once" Cohen opened his eyelids with difficulty: "Tell my staff officer" "What did you say?" The little princess came closer curiously.  "If you want to be demonized me, I will" Cohen's voice weakened again.  "What do you want?" The little princess injected some more energy into Cohen: "Suicide?" "Forceforced kiss!" Cohen smiled evilly, opened his mouth, and bit the little princess's face.  Although she is a thousand-year-old demon, the little princess has never encountered such a thing. Not to mention humans, even demon males will kneel down to greet her when they see her. Who has the courage to kiss her?  She was so stunned by Cohen's boldness that she almost lost the ability to think and almost screamed.  Seeing that Cohen was about to succeed, a pair of hands reached out from behind and hugged him. It was the samurai with the sword. Before he was pulled up, Cohen's lips were only a finger's width away from the little princess's face.  The warrior turned around, letting Cohen face the magician.  "Kill him!" The samurai clasped his prey tightly with both hands, and used his last strength to shout to the magician: "Now!" The magician muttered words, and a bright and dazzling ball of light appeared in front of his chest.  "Hehe" Cohen sneered and tiptoed.  Pick up a rock full of water chestnuts from the ground.  Then he kicked the magician fiercely - the rock made a "whooshing" sound.  Half of the magician's face was knocked down!  "Boom!" The unfinished magic ball exploded in front of the magician's chest, blowing the master who created it to pieces.  The stunned warrior looked at the blood mist flying in the sky. He couldn't believe that what happened before him was real. Cohen obviously wouldn't give him time to think about it anymore. With a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw, the warrior's entire body was smashed to the ground.  .  Before the stirred up dust dispersed, Cohen's fists were already flying away one after another.  There was a "crackling" sound, and Cohen broke all the bones above the samurai's chest in one breath!  That¡¯s it.  This "most powerful hunting group in the Divine Alliance" has been completely wiped out.  Cohen sat on the ground, gasping for air, and looked at the little demon princess with proud and provocative eyes. The little princess had a pretty face and was pale, and her eyes looking back were full of anger.  "How dare you be rude to me!" The little princess's self-confidence suffered another serious blow. In fact, she was even more angry because she fell into the trap of the half-dead man in front of her again, and twice injected him with vitality that turned defeat into victory.  .  If other demons find out, he will definitely become a laughing stock.  The half-dead man sneered, pulled out the black iron sword, and continued to move forward unsteadily.  Cohen¡¯s ignorance made the little princess almost go crazy.  If the maid hadn't appeared in time, she would have almost ended the man's life with her own hands.  "Little princess." The maid grabbed her: "Don't do this." "Get out of the way!" the little princess shouted: "I want to kill him!" "Of course you can pour out your anger. But he is too humble and insignificant.  He is too stupid to bear your anger." The maid advised: "He can't hold on much longer, don't worry." The little princess took back her hand angrily.  Looking at the back of the man struggling to move forward, the little princess calmed down and had an idea - this man has not slept for four days, and humans all need sleep This time, the little princess sneered.  Cohen finally stepped into the side of the Demonic Alliance, found a stream and drank a lot of water, then he felt tired.  As soon as I closed my eyes, I suddenly felt that my body was full of energy.  Cohen opened his eyes in surprise and saw the little princess floating cross-legged in front of him, with a malicious smile on her face, and a white light emitted from the palm of her left hand was sinking into his chest.  "Want to sleep? It's not that easy!" The little princess gritted her teeth: "Just prepare to go crazy!" It is impossible for any magic without putting a burden on the body. Cohen did not sleep for four days, which is already an extraordinary performance.  After being tormented like this a few more times by the little princess, when the accumulated sleepiness comes over again, no matter how strong your will may be, it may collapse.  Cohen realized the seriousness of this problem.  He couldn't think of a countermeasure for a while, and he couldn't help but feel flustered. He had to take out his magic weapon and kept greeting the little princess and her family.  "I just want to see how cruel you are! Is it a big deal to kill a few people? I will keep you healthy, and I will make your life worse than death!" The wounds on the body are healing at an alarming speed. This level of recoveryReincarnation of magic will further increase Cohen's physical burden and eventually turn into mental pain.  "I just want to see what other tricks you can do." The little princess looked at her results with satisfaction: "I didn't expect it to be so simple!" A soft white light connected her palm to Cohen's body, and the white light changed  When the white light is weak, Cohen will squint his eyes and look like he is about to fall asleep; when the white light is strong, he will immediately become full of energy; when the white light is weak, Cohen will squint his eyes again "You are sleeping! You are sleeping! Want to sleep? Please?  I'll let you sleep" The little princess even stretched out her other hand to control Cohen's eyelids, just like a real toy: "Going to sleepwaking up again! Going to sleepwaking up again.  "Lay!" After repeating this for so many times, Cohen's head was almost numb. In the end, he couldn't even curse and just wanted to die "Do you want to beg me?" "" "Please I  Very kind" "" "Please!" The white light became stronger, and the little princess felt the fun of this toy for the first time.  Cohen raised his head and looked at the little princess, his eyes were very complicated and contained many emotions.  "Huh?" The little princess blinked, her damn curiosity was at work again.  Taking advantage of this fleeting moment, Cohen clenched his right hand into a fist and hit himself hard on the head, finally making himself faint. No matter what, he just wanted to close his eyes.  The little princess stood dumbfounded and stared at Cohen. Finally, she stamped her foot in annoyance and did not make any move to wake up Cohen: "Okay! In this case, let's wait for you to wake up and let's change the game!"  If you wake up again, you will be suspected of cheating.  One does not die, one does not admit defeat, and the current result is to get a point first.  At the moment when the little princess was dumbfounded, laughter echoed from the palace of the Dark Lord of Hell Island and the Palace of the God of Light in the Holy Mountain of Light almost at the same time But the little princess did not notice anything. She was still thinking about what to do next.  What methods can be used to avoid this situation from happening again.  Poor Cohen closed his eyes tightly and was unconscious. If he couldn't come up with a countermeasure while in a coma, there would be even more cruel things waiting for him after he woke up.  As expected, after Cohen woke up, he immediately enjoyed the "warm" reception. Of course, the reception room was a thing that was extended from the adjective "warm" - fire.  After that, comes the "severe cold".  After that, the "itch" comes next.  After that, come "hemp".  After that, come "acid".  ¡­ The little princess¡¯s behavior is no longer demonizing a murderous demon. In fact, the little princess is now engaged in a protracted war with the human being in front of her.  She wanted him to admit defeat, but he just refused to bow. One of his methods was exhausted, and the other was determined and unable to give up.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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