Chapter 43

"I don't know. Maybe it's lost, maybe you haven't." kukas twisted his neck and laughed ferociously.

He threw away his two broken arms, whispered, then roared, stepped forward and kicked the middle-aged man.

"Click!" just for a moment, the middle-aged man's sternum was crushed by kukas, and a big mouth of blood gushed out of his mouth. Afraid that the other party would be treated like a black haired boy, kukas bent down and grabbed the other party's head, and then squeezed it hard.

"Let go of me, or you will suffer endless revenge from the hand of glory." the middle-aged man only felt his head buzzing. He struggled hard, but the pain in his chest and the loss of his arms made him less than half his strength. The big round head creaked under the squeeze of kukas, and the real head flattened unconsciously.

"The Revenge of the hand of glory? Hehe! I'll wait. I'll see what the organization behind you can do to me." kukas has never heard of the hand of glory, but even if he knows, he won't let the middle-aged man go. At least in his consciousness, he offended the other party anyway. Even if he let him live, he would not be grateful to himself. Instead, he would tease right and wrong more and make trouble for him.

Just because kukas doesn't know about the hand of glory doesn't mean others don't know.

The noble young man and the noble sorceress turned ugly when they heard the name of the hand of glory.

"Let him go. If you kill him, not only your companions, but also your family, relatives and even this gathering place will be completely destroyed by the hand of glory. No one can kill the members of the hand of glory, even the Empire behind you dare not do so." the noble female mage shouted with pale face.

She waved her staff and tried to stop kukas, but she was stopped by the noble youth around her.

"Cough! Cough! Let me go quickly, or you will know the strength of the glorious hand immediately. No matter how regretful you are or how painful you are, it will not change your results. As long as you let me go, I can ask them to let your friends and relatives go." the man lost too much blood in that middle age, and his sight has been in a trance. However, after hearing the voice of the noble female mage, he quickly struggled to say these words, hoping that kukas could let him go.

"I'm sorry, I don't have any relatives or friends. As long as I can't die, I don't care even if your glorious hand killed the whole empire and all the creatures on the barren ice field." while talking, he increased his strength again and squeezed the opponent's head.

Under kukas's crazy squeeze, the middle-aged man couldn't hold on any longer.

"Let him go." the young man with black hair reacted at this time. He didn't think that the strong guard was so easily made like this by kukas. After being shocked for a long time, he rushed fiercely at kukas.

However, when he rushed out, his two companions pulled him back quickly and soon disappeared into the pub. Just as they left the tavern, the middle-aged man's consciousness was completely blurred. Then the whole head burst like a broken watermelon.

Scarlet blood, milky brain and eyeballs like glass beads suddenly scattered on the ground.

He put two big hands full of blood in front of his nostrils and smelled carefully, "it tastes good, don't you think?" while talking, kukas's eyes fell on the two nobles.

"Yes, very good." the noble youth nodded and stepped back with a little disgust, but left the blood scattered on the ground. The noble female mage snorted coldly. She didn't speak, but stared at kukas up and down.

"I think the three young people just now should also be members of the hand of glory. Well! At first, we thought they were members of the Holy Cross, but we didn't expect they were members of the hand of glory." the noble youth quickly turned the silver Scepter in his hand and said: "When the members of the hand of glory die, they will never give up. I think you should be careful in the future. Moreover, I don't want to offend the members of the hand of glory, so I don't intend to do business with you and the forces behind you."

"Afraid of the Revenge of the hand of glory, but don't care about the hatred of the forces behind me?" kukas took a deep breath and smelled the familiar bloody smell. He smiled ferociously: "Well! I think no one in this Kent town will cooperate with you. Leave here and go somewhere else! The forces behind me are not so easy to kill."

"Ha ha! Why should I care about you? If your power also has the reputation of the hand of glory, I think I will choose you, but it's a pity you don't." the young noble smiled and turned to walk outside the tavern. The noble female mage snorted coldly and turned away.

"The glorious hand of shit, no matter how strong they are in the outside Empire, but in this barren ice field, even if they have countless dragons, they have to be honest with me."

After compensating the tavern for some money, kukas didn't want to stay here anymore. He took a battle axe and a jar of wine and staggered out of the tavern towards his house.

Along the way, he was careful to guard against the sudden sneak attack of the black haired boy. However, until he returned to their camp, he was still not attacked. In this way, he was completely relieved.

When he opened the door, kukas found that the fireplace had been lit in his house and sat in front of the fireplace. She curled up and leaned on a padded low stool, holding a book in her hand and reading with the help of the fire. Next to her was the carved staff. The gem on the top of the staff shone blue in the light of the fire.

"What you did today is too reckless. If you are not careful, you may die." the black robed female mage whispered without looking back.

"Did you send someone to follow me?" kukas tensed up when he heard the speech. He didn't like what the other party did. This made him feel like a prisoner. He was not free to go there. "Knight? Or the lurk?"

"If it weren't for me, I wouldn't have been killed by those glorious hands before you came back here." the black haired female mage smiled in a low voice. She patted the position beside her and motioned kukas to sit there.

Kukas was a little stunned. After he sat down, the female mage, regardless of the blood on his body, directly moved her body and leaned against his thigh. Finally, she twisted a few times and adjusted her position to make herself more comfortable.

"The hand of glory is so powerful in this world that even some weak churches and empires don't provoke them. You are so powerful that you directly kill their members." the female mage put down her book on her belly, then looked up at kukas and said.

Light blue eyes are very clear. With the help of fire, you can even see the reflection of kukas.

"Can you tell me something about the hand of glory?" kukas was not a good bird. He hesitated a little, put his hand on the female mage's shoulder, and rolled up each other's long hair with his fingers to play in his hand.

"This glorious hand has existed for countless years, even longer than the history of some churches and empires. They are promoting their ideas to everyone, but unfortunately not many people are willing to accept it." the female mage frowned a little. She hated the thick blood on kukas's hand, but kukas didn't notice it.

"It is recorded in history that the destruction of countless empires has something to do with the hand of glory. The establishment of countless empires has something to do with them. In this world, countless people die because of the hand of glory every day, but almost everyone doesn't know about it. Of course, I wouldn't know about this power if it wasn't for some special reasons."

"Do you think they could send someone to kill me?" kukas grinned. He quietly moved his fingers. The rough fingers rubbed on the female mage's white tender cheek, which made him feel great satisfaction.

"Barren ice field, this is just a barren ice field. No matter how strong their hand of glory is, it can be said that they have no power in this area. If I guess correctly, there are only two members of the hand of glory in Kent town. According to their habits, there will never be other members of the hand of glory in tens of thousands of miles." The sorceress wiggled her head a little, then stopped kukas's fingers from groping on her cheek. "You should be calm. I'm only tired. I want to have a rest under your protection. Don't think about it."

Kukas was stunned by the words of the black robed female mage. He smiled awkwardly, but he didn't say anything. For a moment, both of them were silent. And just after silence, kukas found that his dryness and heat weakened at a very fast speed, and finally almost returned to his previous state.

"I like you a little, but I don't think we have developed to that time." the female mage blinked her bright blue eyes and smiled in a low voice.