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Killer of gods chapter 135
- It's not a man! came the frightened whisper of the enemy he had attacked before the blade pierced his heart.The floor was slick with blood, and a small pile of bodies had already formed in the doorway. Turning around frantically, he noted with satisfaction that the teens had worked together quite well to hold the window. A couple of defeated guards were already lying near the young man’s feet, although he himself was not without damage. Apparently, the recently wounded hand was still letting the guy down, and a deep cut on his cheek had already stained his right side with blood.Two more guards were already squeezing through the door, pushing each other and trying not to step on the fallen comrades-in-arms. What Claude took advantage of, he did not have such a moral problem. Jumping up to the taken aback men, he sharply deflected the blade of one, inflicting a hand with a knife in the groin of the other. Barely having time to deviate from the blade that passed a millimeter from the
Killer of gods chapter 136
All this time, Claude followed the enemy, remembering and noticing everything. He will take revenge. Definitely get revenge! By the time the commander left the place of their captivity, the soldiers had almost removed the bodies of their dead and wounded comrades. Each time they carried another body by, they cast murderous glances towards the captives, someone even spat at their feet, but they did not beat them again. Leaving work for the executioner.Soon it was their turn. Grabbing the captives by the arms, the men dragged them along the ground, not allowing them to stand up normally. The knees were worn to the blood, but no one cared, as if they were deliberately trying to cause as much pain as possible. Thus, avenging his heavy victory. The wagon that was waiting for them differed from the carriage that had recently sped away in its shabbiness and gloominess. No insignia and even ghosts of comfort, a bare floor made of roughly knocked together boards, walls, windows, gratings part
Killer of gods chapter 137
The puzzled look moved to Claude, cutting through the heart with incomprehension and annoyance. Already in this man he was always confident, knowing that it was he who would accept his truth. But this distant, puzzled look was worse than insults and scolding. Rolk silently studied his friend's face as if seeing him for the first time, and indeed it was. And the light that beat into the eyes, as if on purpose, made the pupils narrow to barely noticeable lye. That's just why, as if, Claude realized bitterly - this was done on purpose to show the difference between Claude and Rolk, an inhuman and a man. All fraternal friendship, trust, all the time spent together collapsed under this incredulous, offended look.- You did not know! - the bastard admired and laughed derogatoryly. — Inhumans destroy everything around them.- What did the inhumans do to you? Claude asked distantly, not hoping for an answer, just to break the oppressive silence hanging between him and his friend. He did not k
Killer of gods chapter 138
Tense muscles, reduced by an uncomfortable posture, responded with sharp pain, blood, as if with needles, making its way through the veins until it bypassed all the limbs entirely, establishing normal circulation. Almost moaning, Claude restrained himself, he would not bring them joy from the pain he experienced. And his hands were already twisted behind his back, not allowing him to move away properly, things were no better for his comrades. Alita's light groan did not pity anyone, there were quite a few beautiful women in these casemates. It was not even hidden from her comrades what greasy looks the men threw at her, but they did not succumb to charm. Another chance to break free failed. Claude didn't know why Alita's charm didn't make the same impression on the guards as it did on him. Perhaps they had protection from this kind of influence, because they constantly dealt with non-humans, and perhaps love for Rolk, so influenced her herself, that a woman was not ready to charm othe
Killer of gods chapter 140
Claude now really did not care, his body ached and was almost not felt by him. With each oozing drop of blood, he felt how his muscles stiffened, how a nasty cold creeped up, threatening to cool his hot heart, which was still stubbornly beating against everyone and everything. He had never been afraid of death, but serving the emperor was even worse. Deiza screamed from somewhere on the side, the executioner took up a new victim. And for some reason, her cries turned out to be more painful for him than anything he had to endure himself. The heart trembled treacherously, from the anticipation of new cries, and the envoy of the emperor had already taken a step away from him. It had to be decided. Oh, how he did not want to accept their conditions, agreeing to them, he lost not only freedom, he sold his soul to the devil that was hiding in the human form of the emperor. But he could no longer listen to her crying.- Stop! - Claude shouted a little louder than a whisper, wanting to stop t
Killer of gods chapter 141
- As you have already been told, you are entering the service of the emperor, there is one thing that he wants to entrust to you, and only for this reason such as you have been spared life.- They could not cripple at the same time.“You, nonhuman, all nonhumans must die. It's a sin to complain about you, so everything heals quickly. And besides, you would hardly have agreed so easily. You nonhumans have no concept of honor and responsibility to the ruler.“A ruler who destroys people like me?”- And he does it right. But now is not about that. Here you go, now it's yours.With these words, she pulled out of her pocket a small strap with a pendant in the form of a star with five rays in a halo of sparks that were extinguished in the water. Without giving him a chance to protest, narrow palms, hardened from private swordsmanship, snapped the lock around his neck. A narrow pendant tightly gripped the throat, breath stopped, from the outburst of indignation quickly grew into anger. This
Killer of gods chapter 145
- What did you do there? the guy threw angrily, hoping to distract her from contemplating his face, since he had nothing else to hide with.- Wind. hat. Carried away. I wanted to get it and broke it, - the girl stammeringly answered.- It's good that everything worked out.Catching his breath, Claude stood up, standing a head taller than Naina, and already turned around to leave. Bathing was forgotten. What will happen now?! Have you seen him?! Did you know about him?“Claude… you?! - she said excitedly, the fear that gripped her began to gradually let go of her victim, and she even decided to grab him by the sleeve, stopping him. - Thanks. Hand...your hand.- Nothing, everything will pass. I went. Claude muttered and rushed back into the thickets of the forest, trying to reach the house as soon as possible. Feeling how the palm goes numb, covered with sticky blood, terrible drops falling to the ground. He ran through the thickets without looking at the road, without even noticing how
Killer of gods chapter 146
As Leatrix announced to him that as soon as he could walk, she would present him to the emperor and then he would hear his task, and until then he was left in the dark about what he might need from him.When Claude was able to confidently stand on his feet, another two weeks passed, during which time he managed to get stronger and relax, looking forward to the opportunity to get up from this already disgusted bed. Despite the time spent together, he was never able to talk to Berkhard, and he did not become closer to Leatrice either. The woman continued to perceive him as a forced evil, not worthy of her attention. His hands itched, and his body languished from forced inactivity. His active nature was eager to do at least something, but he was not allowed, and when asked to free his hands, he was advised not to be arrogant. When Berkhard allowed him to get up, Claude almost jumped for joy, but was forced to sink onto the bed with a groan, muscles that had barely fused over time refused