Chapter 1691: Chapter 890: He Jinqiu Is Gone from This World (Part 4)

He suddenly felt that if this continued, it was very likely he’d be the one to die!

The Silver City Duke looked up at He Jinqiu, only to find a slight smile at the corner of the other’s mouth. Even though the nine Heart Swords were shattered, the other smiled just because he had severed a tendon in his foot!

The Silver City Duke didn’t want to delay any longer, the distant army positions were already silent, and Joker could arrive at any moment!

The Drama Master could come at any time too!

Thinking of this, he suddenly bent his body, using immense force from one leg to pounce fiercely towards He Jinqiu!

In an instant, the Silver City Duke’s figure vanished from sight; his speed was so fast that He Jinqiu could only see a vague shadow. Before he could see clearly, the Silver City Duke was already in front of him.

The Silver City Duke raised his hand, pressing heavily on He Jinqiu’s chest and the Knight Vital Energy in his body surged into He Jinqiu.

The Knight Vital Energy of a Demi God Knight was like a mountain flood falling from the sky, passing through He Jinqiu’s limbs and torso, inch by inch rupturing his blood vessels and muscle fibers.

This was why the Demi God Knight could incapacitate people effortlessly. Although He Jinqiu appeared unscathed on the outside, all the vitality inside his body was destroyed.

Yet the Silver City Duke saw that He Jinqiu was still smiling.

Suddenly, he felt a pain in his wrist, the hand pressing on He Jinqiu’s chest was also slashed, severing the tendon in his right hand!

Only then did the Silver City Duke realize that when he had exerted all his strength in that leap, nine Bone Swords had been successively knocked away, but one was missing.

It turned out, this Bone Sword had been waiting here for him all along.

From the beginning, He Jinqiu never planned on surviving, he wanted to use his life to exchange for one tendon in the Silver City Duke’s hand.

At that moment, He Jinqiu, overwhelmed by the immense force, flew backward like a kite with a broken string, tumbling constantly on the ground.

He gazed up at the night sky, coughing and laughing, "How about disabling one of your hands and feet? Do you still dare look down on me?"

Boss He was incredibly miserable, but incredibly happy.

The Silver City Duke stared blankly at the bloodline on his wrist, "With today’s technology, reattaching a tendon is easy. Just give me a month, and this injury won’t affect me at all. Now, your heart is barely intact, with my Knight Vital Energy inside you, you won’t heal, so you’re bound to die. So, you’ve used your own life as a demigod to exchange for a wound of mine that can heal, why?"

He Jinqiu smiled and didn’t answer him.

The Silver City Duke shouted angrily, "Why? Why can you trade injuries with me, without fearing death as a demigod?"

He Jinqiu looked at the starry sky above him.

He really wanted to fly on the sword once again to see those stars within reach.

But it was only now he remembered he could no longer ride the sword.

All he had left was a broken life, waiting slowly for death.

The Silver City Duke asked for the third time, "Why?!"

At this moment, He Jinqiu slowly turned his head to the horizon, where a blood-soaked youth was rushing towards them.

The puppets around the boy were nowhere to be seen, indicating the recent battle must have been perilous.

"Do you want to know why?" He Jinqiu asked.

The Silver City Duke said nothing.

He Jinqiu thought for two seconds, recalling certain people he had known, certain events he had experienced, "Because... success does not have to be mine."

The Silver City Duke froze for a moment, understanding that He Jinqiu meant using his life to sever the Silver City Duke’s hand and foot tendons was to create an opportunity for Qing Chen to kill him.

It didn’t matter if the person wasn’t killed by He Jinqiu, as long as the Silver City Duke died!

The next moment, the Silver City Duke saw Qing Chen slitting his own wrist, using his blood as a guide to draw the blood-red long sword he had confiscated from the Drama Master.

Suddenly his heart clenched, the prophecy of the Drama Master echoed in his mind!

The one holding the blood-red sword will behead the Silver City Duke!

His expression turned complex, thinking over and over, yet he didn’t believe Qing Chen had the ability to kill him. He said coldly, "Do you think he can kill me? I am a demigod, he is just A-Class."

He Jinqiu thought for a moment and said, "You’ll be the first demigod he kills, and this sword of his will finally be unsheathed. After that, he’ll kill the second, third, fourth... Until one day, when the world is at peace, with harmony and prosperity for all. My epitaph might say, this man is very skilled with the sword, and as for you... you will have no epitaph."

As he spoke, He Jinqiu started coughing violently, everything within him beginning to collapse under the circulation of Knight Vital Energy.

But he had no regrets.

At this time, the Silver City Duke did not choose to kill Qing Chen but instead turned to run away with a limp into the distance.

The clattering of footsteps resounded, and Qing Chen knelt beside He Jinqiu, "Boss He, how are you?"

He Jinqiu casually replied, "I won’t survive, go quickly, go kill him. Don’t let him live to the day of an expedition to the Eastern Continent! I’ve already severed his right hand and left foot tendons, if you can’t kill him, you’ll bring shame to your Ancestor of Knight."

Qing Chen paused for a moment, "But you..."

He Jinqiu gazed at the stars in the sky, "Qing Chen, I beg you, kill him."

"Let me first check your injuries," Qing Chen’s nose tingled with emotion.

But He Jinqiu suddenly looked seriously at Qing Chen, "Go, go, the place I’m going doesn’t require courage, but where you’re going does."

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