At three o'clock in the morning, heavy dark clouds obscured the moonlight, and the lights out time had already passed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But there are some things that belong to adults that have just begun.

Gray sky, gray earth, gray fog, gray forest...... And the man in black who fled like a wild dog.

Dozens of small squads, all armed with weapons, bows and arrows, muskets and swords, fully equipped.

The faintly glowing weapons on their backs were valuable enchantments of fire magic, perfect for setting fire to the house.

The pale yellow luster on the arrows is an enchanted armor-piercing arrow with the same gold value, which is often only used to assassinate important targets.

People who can afford to use such weapons are obviously not ordinary rookie adventurers.

In fact, the Men in Black's Bloody Dog Warband is indeed well-known in Thor.

They dare to take on any business, and they have a reputation for having no bottom line at all and being good at shopping.

And because he dared to take on war tasks and dirty work, it was rumored that he even won the favor of the big nobles, and he was about to become a personal soldier in captivity of the big man, which can be regarded as getting ahead.

And at this time they appeared in the suburbs, and their faces were still covered with black cloths, obviously they were not doing a good thing to see the light.

Judging from their frightened eyes and tattered leather armor, their mission was probably a failure.

Now they are fleeing like wild dogs, just because they are really a pack of defeated dogs.

“……… Why, it's just an ordinary school, but there is such a strange ......."

The whispered exchange stopped abruptly, and his companions jerked back, only to notice that the talkative had laid down,

A hole had been made in his neck, and under the gaze of the moonlight, a finger-long silver needle was reflecting the holy luster.

One of them was passing through his blowhole.

The blood had already been left on the ground, and the unfortunate man had not died on the spot.

He grabbed his neck with both hands, so strong that the bloody handprints were clearly visible, but he still couldn't say a word.

The blood and gravel on the ground, the eyeballs that have protruded in the direction of their companions, the desire for life, and the plea for help from their companions are all obvious.

But his companions didn't even hesitate, and directly turned their heads and continued to flee for their lives.

Only a female priest with a cross on her chest, who seemed unable to stand the desperate look, ran two steps and could not survive the torment of conscience, and turned back to rescue her companions.

Seeing someone turn around, the swordsman on the ground showed a happy expression, and when he saw that it was the priest who was able to save him, the joy instantly doubled.

"There is salvation, there is salvation. Able to live. ”

Perhaps, only people in despair can express their excitement and joy with their eyes so clearly.

Closer, closer........ when the healing silver light was about to touch him, the swordsman's expression changed again.

Ecstasy turned to astonishment, then to fear, and finally, to laughter of despair....... he died in despair, but not alone.

His companion, the soft-hearted priestess, lay one step away from him, just within reach of his hand.

The exact same wound was inserted in the trachea, and the woman could not even wail, and the healing chant was naturally gone, and now, it was her turn to struggle in a pool of blood.

And then, no kind-hearted person would stop to save her, and she could only weakly look at her companion and turn into a black spot in the distance...... And in the process, two more people fell silently.

"It is wonderful, but the soul of good will has gone astray, and the last good deeds have been turned away, Shepherd of the Lord of Aquarius, do you have any last words?"

The murderer walked out of the dark shadow leisurely, with a satisfied and joyful smile, and asked the victim for his last words.

"Poor boy, you have been abandoned, and you will curse them? Do you want them to come down with you? Or do you want them to die the same way as you? Yes, you can, as a shepherd, let me hear the last voice of your soul. ”

With his head down, the murderer touched the lips of the priestess and read her last words.

"Please, please...... Let go, over, he, they?"

The murderer was also stunned, but he didn't expect the pastor's last words to be forgiveness.

"What a living saint, I was touched by you, so I let ....... go, you think I'm going to say that, you're so boring. It's so boring, I don't even want to talk to you when I'm bored. ”

"Click. ”

I don't want to talk to you, so I'll ask you to die.

With that crisp sound, under the slender silver boots, the priest's skull had been reduced to pieces.

"Don't look at me without looking at me, it's just a task that has to be done. Well, just for work, I'm not a killer, and I don't like boring killings. ”

The unsatisfied hunter licked his lips, blood and longing made the delicate red lips even more bewitching.

She reached out her slender fingers, licked them with the tip of her tongue for a moment, and then lowered them to the wind.

She looked ahead, the wind was passing the news, the prey hadn't run far enough, they were in plenty of numbers, and it was still early......... What could be better news than that.

Tonight, you can hunt again.

And at her feet, the priest's subordinates left two bloody words, which were the last words she left at the last moment, and they were the murderer's message.

"Black Blood Elf. ”

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"It's almost out of the forest!"

Those who are familiar with the Blood Wolf Dimon would never have imagined that he, as the leader of the Blood Dog Warband, would have such an embarrassing day.

The vampire heavy sword with the precious blood-sucking enchantment has been lost, and in order to facilitate the escape, the expensive and heavy Vajra heavy armor is only a helmet, and the heroic face of the once bohemian and uninhibited is now only fearful from the bottom of my heart.

In the past, he made his opponents fear and despair, and the bloodthirsty battlefield was the place where he felt alive.

He loves the battlefield, loves fighting, and believes that no matter how bad the battlefield environment is, only he is the chosen one who can always live.

This mentality makes him always hovering on the edge of life and death, and it is his mentality that has brought the bloody dog to this day.

But now, this battlefield reaper-type berserker is excited to see the edge of the forest.

Outside the forest is a plain, as long as you leave the forest, the other party's weird attack method will be ineffective, you can escape by yourself, and even, you can consider counter-killing!

"........ are all elites, there were thirty-six people when they came, but in the end there were only five people....... no, as long as I live, the bloody war will not end. ”

Looking at the remaining five companions, Dimon was a little sad and a little happy.

The sad thing is that there are too many deaths, and the joy is that there is really a big test between life and death, and those who have survived until now are the backbone of their most optimistic war group, and as long as they pass this threshold, the bloody war dog will be stronger.

"It's out!"

Passing through the towering trees, a corner suddenly opens up in front of you, and in front of you is a plain under the moonlight.

With a happy face on his face, Dimon looked at his companion beside him, but saw a scene that he would never forget.

Shulbai, the master of weapons, was looking at himself with the same delight, while the upper part of his head had already flown into the air, and the lower half of his limbs had stopped behind him.

Arms, feet, invisible threads split his limbs, and before that ecstasy turned into a howl, all that remained on the ground was a dozen pieces of flesh and blood.

At the place where Shulbai had just been, several gold threads had stopped there, and blood could not stain them.

Finally, Dumont stopped, and at his hand, the minced flesh that had once been a master of weapons lay on the ground.

Blood surged through his mind, and the mad warrior swelled violently, and at this moment, he couldn't bear it. 、

"Bastard, come out, if it's a man, it's a coward and a coward who has the courage to duel with Lao Tzu head-on, and it's all cowards and cowards who hide in the shadows and hurt people with hidden arrows. ”

The Berserker roared through the clearing, despair and rage on the verge of a deep frenzy.

"Hehe, what year is this the radical line. ”

The provocation that he didn't expect much was actually answered, and in ecstasy, he ran to the place where he spoke.

"Ahh

"Boss, this is a trap!"

And after taking two steps, he turned around and found that among the last three companions, two of them were already out of breath.

As if to make them scream at the end, the silver needle was stuck in their chest instead of their neck.

Dimon closed his eyes in despair, and at this moment, the backbone of the war group that had been working together for five years, only his deputy head Sofitel looked at him with a desperate face.

This is the obvious trap, and the direction in which the attack will appear is where the sound is opposite.

"Oh, I'm sorry to fool you, well, as a sincere apology, or I'll let you live a little, well, I like the strong, so I'll let the strongest of you go. ”

What do you mean?

The frenzied mind made Dimon react a beat slower, but the heavy axe of Sofitel, who was in ecstasy, made him react instantly.

"Old man, you're crazy........ damn it!

"....... at least possible. ”

Sofitel's axe answered, and the two fought, but Dumont was surprised to find that the heavy axe had residual power.

Look at the old man, and the next moment, he understands.

"Fake a fight, and then look for a turnaround. ”

But the female voice sounded again, and this time, it couldn't find its way at all.

"This is slander, I swear in the name of the Lord of the Black Blood, the god of my race, Natasha I never lie. ”

Lord of Black Blood, Black Blood Elf, Damn, isn't this completely hopeless.

After the death of the ancient dark elf god Rose, some of the evil dark elves went to the surface and transformed into relatively kind gray elves under the guidance of the moon god.

But it is said that in the distant dungeon world, there are some dark elves who still adhere to the old way of life, killing, betrayal, and killing are their daily routine, and those elven branches known as black blood elves believe in the lord of black blood.

The name of the god can't be mentioned casually, so the one hiding in the shadows must basically be the black blood elves, who are the most cruel killers and assassins.

Remembering the cruel rumors of this race, such as the "tradition" of ten newborns killing each other to preserve the strongest one, and the rumored merciless killing methods, even Dumont was shaken.

Natasha, Natasha Sue, the rumored Blood Moon Reaper, was a super-assassin who assassinated the Lord of Greystone alone two years ago.

So, Dimon made up his mind.

The next moment, the head of his last companion, Deputy Regiment Commander Sofitel, flew into the sky, and his face was still full of disbelief and surprise....... what he said was a fake?

".......'m sorry, old man, but as long as I live, our hard work, the bloody war will not end!"

"Well done, old man, I kind of like you. ”

And the wild laughter of women in mid-air made his heart ache even more.

"But why do you always like to say these boring things, just say that I want to live so you just want to die. Well, adults are just boring, and they like to use all kinds of high-sounding excuses to justify themselves. ”

This time, the voice was still heard in mid-air, and Dimon looked up, only to realize that the killer in the shadows was actually standing above his head.

Between the ancient trees were golden threads as thin as hair, and on top of them, the silver-haired and dark-skinned female elf was looking at her with a smile.

"There!"

Seeing the Slayer for the first time tonight, Dimon wants revenge, and the Berserker's blood frantically reminds itself to go up and tear her apart.

But the dark blood elves' complexion was darker than that of the gray elves, reminding them of the terrifying power of the legendary race.

"........ your promise is valid, I can go. ”

But in the end, reason suppressed the hatred, since she dared to appear in front of herself, she should be to lure herself to make a move, and then she could kill herself without breaking her promise.

Look, who said that berserkers are brainless fools, professional discrimination is unacceptable, how can people who live to the last moment be fools.

When he found that he could not do anything, he gave the order to give up his fallen companions, and in this way, he was the strongest man with the best chance of surviving.

"Uh-huh, please go, don't worry about me, after all, my mission is also done. ”

"........ mission?"

Dimon had already stepped out of the forest, but finally he couldn't help but ask.

"Intercept you in this forest, it's not my job to get out of this forest, he's waiting for you. ”

"Him!?"

Dimon roared with anger on his face, and if he didn't know he had been tricked at this moment, he would have gone crazy.

The dark clouds in the sky opened a hole, and the silver moonlight fell, and not far ahead, there was a mountain of flesh and corpses.

The headless knight stood there, the souls of the corpses drawn by his shield, the pale red sword greedily devouring the blood.

And the headless horseman still had several heads tied around his waist, and Dimon found that they were all old acquaintances.

"Three-headed dragon, red chariot, gray Wednesday, baron Enko of the client?"

They are all star warbands that are much stronger than their own warbands, as well as nobles who are behind the scenes, Dimon showed a self-deprecating wry smile.

It seems that his head is not qualified enough to be tied to it.

[Natasha, it's a bad habit to play with your prey. 】

A model of humility in the eyes of his classmates, the Headless Horseman complains to the slayer in mid-air with a clipboard.

Then, he picked up the bloodthirsty sword with a red in the black, and cautiously gave a standard knightly salute to the last opponent of the night.

[The Land of the Dead, Lynn, a second-class knight knight of the Ciro Empire, invites you to a duel regardless of life or death. 】

Dimon, smiling wryly, picked up the old man's battle axe and made one last charge.......

Then, unsurprisingly, it was cut in half and thrown into the pile of wreckage behind.

"Tut-tut, that's a nice thing to say, you've killed more than me. ”

[You're too picky, you've let go through the forest too much, what if you escape, I don't have a magic armor........]

At this time, a silver flare appeared in the sky, which also means that all the invaders have been annihilated, and tonight's hunt is over.

The black elf also jumped down, shook his hand, the gold wire was gathered under his sleeve, and the recovered silver needles were tied one by one.

And when the battlefield was cleaned up and the two returned to school, it was almost dawn.

And on the periphery of the academy, the roaring magic armor also ended its garrison mission and prepared to return to the hangar.

And the gray elf mentors who are the drivers....... with the thick dark circles under their eyes and the resentment that is precipitating, they haven't had a good rest for a month.

Whose fault is it that classes are held during the day and at night?

What kind of long-cherished wish of the wood spirit and the gray elf? Is it better than the forced overtime without overtime pay, this is the real reason to anger a rookie newcomer.

At the school gate, the black-blooded elf was still tying his long silver hair into thick and long braids.

"Okay, that's it, let's knock that heartless little bastard tomorrow, or I won't be able to balance it. Let's move on to the next stage as soon as possible, or you really can't stand it anymore. ”

The girl bit the rubber band that tied her hair, and the moment she entered the school gate, something quietly changed.

The dark skin turned white, but the silver hair turned black, wearing heavy black-rimmed glasses, and shook her head violently, the squad leader Natasha Sue ......... Sunana returns to school.

Then ........ suddenly crouched down, and his countenance, which had been happy and contented after the killing, was suddenly full of despair.

[What's wrong?What's wrong?Has anyone escaped?]

This made Lynn a little surprised, what could make a black blood elf show such a shaken expression, could anyone really escape from her pursuit?

".......I didn't do my homework, I came out too early yesterday, I didn't write all my homework, and I have to prepare the registration form for the sports meeting, it will take at least three hours to get it done, and I will start reading early in less than two hours! I can't catch up with it, and that little bastard will secretly laugh at me again! Why should I share the table with that little bastard, no, at least find a reason to knock him twice, or I can't stand it!"

[....... you are happy. 】