*Step ** you ** step*
A person between the dirt and the smoke is progressing, weak, unstable steps, obviously based on the stick or spear, “ho ..” Hu .. “His extremely interrupted breathing and the weak, loving step and the sound of his distressing back proved that he is old, old, but his life depends on him.
*Step ** … silence*
The old man finally stopped.
With all the energy, the person opens his lips and knocks in a lower -mend low voice, “… it’s ready … to me.”
“……”
*Drop ** drop*
He just replied to the blood drops from the finger of the sitting person …
His skin was pale as a ghost, blood yarn that came down from the hair with his eyes and his lips looked like he was moving to snow, and most importantly … that person was white, that the person was empty from any life
* Silence ..* No sound to heartbeat, no breath, it was a corpse without any doubt, and from its horrible appearance it is clear that its owner seems to have died a few hundred years ago.
But that central old man did not surrender, “Take it .. to me ..”
* Remove* The person’s finger was removed on the wall, with great difficulty, the body was raised around it, then in deep voice it looked as if it was coming from the bottom of the earth, the body opened the mouth, “Hmmm? Then he started turning the right,” a person?
The old woman’s face was not visible from the dust, but it began to get out of the spit, not volunteering from her mouth, but her anger was possible to expect the amount of anger with ignorance.
“Oh?” The body looked at the old man with attention, and the person uttered the same deep voice, “I promise you, O death?”
*Step ** clac ** step*
The old man took a few more steps until he almost did not read, but he was able to continue until he was fully present, “Ready for me … the power of my life that I stole !!”
His teeth were read, his features were not defined and his voice did not change, but at least his IELD still refers to his identity … that person was Marshall Serbal!
* Wush* The dead body flying from the place looks like a cesare, but it was not Caesar. That eye is very white, the smile that enters the soul and those expressions that look at the marshal, it was no casis.
“
“Eyes !!” The old marshal heard it a bit, but even it was his heart stopped for a moment.
After finishing the smile, Caesar looked directly into the old martial spirit’s oval eye, his fossil voice came out again: “I’m in a good mood today, I’ll ask you a question, Fanny, if you answer me, I’ll give you a new opportunity!” Then Caesar raises the eyebrows, mock, and his body was a bit ahead on the wall, “… what is my name?”
“….” The irony is clear, and the manipher is clear, but the old martial felt that he should answer, “You .. General Caesar .. Ibn Rubin Burton .. the real start of the prince of the empire …”
“Wrong!” Caesar slowly shook his head, “What would it be if you help you a little? I’ll give you my description and you are guessing.”
“… ..” The old marshal escaped with the difficulty related to the last thread, his eyes could no longer see the shed.
Caesar’s head is a little side to his head, a bright black is surrounded by him, cool smiles were wiped out and his expression turned into an ego, hatred and ignoring, then he opened his mouth, hearing his shuffan voice hit his weak martial ear against his will, his last curse.
“I am the shadow that doesn’t go away.”
“I am the stability that consumes the shouting.”
“I am the moment of time to break the time.”
“I’m answering the last question.”
“I’m not returning that way.”
“I refuse the soul that is true.”
“I am the end that I don’t have to escape.”
Then the cool smile came back to his face, “… tell me now, who should I be?”
A- you … you … Marshall opened his old eyes at the end of them, he wanted to utter the answer, not for life, but from the intensity of shock and terror, but “A – !!”
She grabbed her heart and fell open with open eyes and saliva, the word marshal breathed her.
“She.” Caesar gave him lightly and he saw the beautiful scene, then he started to turn around again, observing other battlefields, the ongoing massacre and the animals that were lost as if it were a game in children, “…
*Or-dom*
“Haaaa !!!” Caesar’s eyes returned to the black doll, with his right hand grabbed his heart quickly and walking for the wind, “ha ha .. What happened? Ha? .. what happened?!”
Another remembered that it was a storm of the army of the Great Snake Empire in the city, so the Marshall Serval used 10% of the death law to end the fight and help to help, but the earth is black in its eyes!
Then his eyes fell to the person lying in front of him, “Ha .. al -Wagad really died .. hahaha ..” Caesar put his hand on his forehead, finally the war, the tired war was over, his bet was well produced !!
“Hmm?” As he threw his face, he noticed the battle in the sky, Sakar was taking the right and left attacks, his condition was getting worse, “… I seem to be able to catch my breath today.”
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