Chapter 009 Spoiled Alcatel

Kailar reached out and grabbed the small scroll, opened it, and then slowly read the words on it, this is not a simple paperwork, although the font on the scroll is very small, there is not much written on it, although the words on it are not profound, but it is obvious that the things on it are very rare. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He glanced at it a few times, and after seeing the things on it clearly, he instantly burned everything on it.

Raising his head to see that the eyes of several other people were staring at him, he smiled slightly, and nodded to the phoenix on his shoulder: "You go to the side and wait for me." ”

The phoenix stared at Kylar's face for a moment, then nodded softly, then let out a soft whistle and fell to the top of the building.

"It's been a long wait, let's move on. Kaylar smiled and raised his sword as he spoke.

The silver threads suddenly surrounded Kailar from all directions, and if Kailar hadn't just received the Phoenix's secret order, then he would probably have to open his shield and be trapped in the silk threads.

But now, with a light snort, he disappeared in an instant from the tightrope guards of unknown fabrication with very little magic power.

Ten meters away, Khalal suddenly appeared, and his whole face slowly sank as he saw that the dust in the place just now was cut into several pieces.

"Alcatel is mine, no one will let him, no one will give it, I am the only one who can kill him, who can defeat him, who can obtain its head!" A young man appeared not far away, his side reflected the light from time to time, exposing the silk threads, looking dangerous and indifferent, like a grim reaper.

This handsome and grim young man with round eyes and a ponytail looked like he was wearing black trousers and a black and red shirt, and then a black suit and waistcoat, and gloves on his hands, which showed five fingers and half gloves, which seemed to be the reason for the so many threads around him.

"What a beautiful blow. Kaylal's face was gloomy as he walked slowly, this time, his target was no longer Alcatel, no longer the Piercing Male.

"If it weren't for me, everyone else would have died. ”

"If you die, die. The young butler smiled coldly.

"I've been waiting for this moment for decades, and I won't tolerate anyone stopping me, whether it's a vampire, a crusader, a thirteen branches, you, anyone who stands in my way, I'll kill him. ”

"Walter, is that you?!" called the blonde woman who appeared on the edge of the battlefield.

This woman also wears glasses, is extremely tall, seems to be about 1.8 meters, she is covered with a big scarf, indeed, in the previous night, although the whole of London was in flames, but in fact the night is still extremely cold, vampires may not feel anything, because their blood is cold, but it is indeed a little cold for humans.

However, Kylar had no interest in their relationship at all.

The young butler opened his mouth to answer, but Kaylar stepped forward, swung his sword, and slashed sideways.

This sword is so dazzling, so perfect, that it dazzles the samurai Alcatel a thousand years ago, and dazzles the blonde lady who now makes the sword.

Sting.

The sword struck a spark in the wire.

As if he had known that the sword was ineffective, Kellar immediately withdrew his sword and slashed it from the other side again.

He seems to have infinite strength, infinite combos, even if he is a black-clothed butler, he has to retreat again and again, his tightrope does not have infinite strength and tenacity, even if it is used as a defense and attack, he has to wave his wrist to carry it out, that is to say, if Kiral chops like this, sooner or later all his strength will be consumed, and the steel wire without inertia is just a steel wire.

He retreated one after another, Kailar advanced one after another, for his tightrope, Kailar saw clearly, this kind of line wanted to attack him absolutely impossible, if he hadn't surrounded Kailar unexpectedly just now, Kailar would not have been so simple, so easy to be surrounded by him.

"You guy, you guy! Get out of here!" he danced with his hands, and countless silk threads rolled up, instantly sweeping everything nearby.

Khalal's face remained unchanged, his whole person was as calm as a rock, and his sword was as fast as lightning, and there was no way to shake him at all.

The silk threads on the opposite side look cool, but in fact there are only 10 silk threads, all of which rely on his hands to move, if he puts his hands behind his back, he can't see or perceive them, but if he wields this kind of large-scale attack in front of him, then Kiral can't dodge anymore, then he has really practiced the sword for so many years.

People of this era do not have this kind of eye to see his silk thread clearly, they do not have such a keen sense of battle to detect the shaking of his wrist fingers, they do not have such a fast reaction speed and strength to block his silk thread, even if it is Alcatel, after so many years, he is no longer the Roman legion commander who has experienced a hundred battles, he is more dependent on his own river of blood, more dependent on his own river of death, Dead Apostle, immortal body, for the attack at all, there is not much meaning at all.

And the other old enemy, the werewolf captain, was able to catch his tightrope directly with his bare hands and strong physical conditions.

And now, Kailar is actually doing the same thing, after chopping the silk thread to the limit, he only needs to remove all the strength, then the opponent's silk thread is like a void.

Probably never encountered such a tricky enemy, facing a guy who could see through his silk threads, who could hit his silk threads, who could see through his movements, and who had agility, great strength, and sharp swords.

"How's it going? Do you regret provoking me in your heart?" said Kyllar, sneering.

"I only need to attack Alcatel, I just need to share the victory with him, but I have to be a chicken to make an example of the monkey, do you really think I have a good temper?"

And his weakness is actually very obvious, he doesn't know how to do physical skills!

In the face of Kiral's side kicks and straight kicks, he had to grin his teeth for a while every time he was kicked, he actually regretted it as Kellal said, but he had no time, he gritted his teeth, and rushed towards Kiral with both hands waving the tightrope repeatedly, trying to surround Kellal to death in the tightrope.

Kiral sneered slightly, flipping up and down, as if dancing among the tightropes, except for the corners of his clothes that were cut off, not even a single hair fell out.

He dodged all the threads, and then burst in front of the butler.

The sword was held upside down, and the hilt slammed into his face, shattering the cartilage, and spitting blood from his nose and mouth flew backwards.

Kailar took two steps back slightly, looking at the black-clothed butler who was smoking all over his body and his nose was bleeding, with a slight sneer on his face.

"It's a crazy world, everybody is crazy, and it's because of madness that human beings have to keep their sanity, and they have to be more like a human being, and if everyone gives up their sanity and is in the company of this group of crazy beasts, then what should we do? He looked down at the black-clad butler and said.

"What do you know! What do you know! What do you know!" the black-clothed butler covered his face, and his whole body was smoking, as if his body was contracting.

"I see...... In order to fight him, have you been transformed?Now are the consequences of transformation coming out?" He looked at the black-clothed butler, his eyes full of disdain: "That's really a pity, teenagers, youths, old people, so goodbye." ”

He turned and strode away.

"Wait!Wait!I can still fight!I can still fight!Damn!Move!" The black-clothed butler, who had changed from a young man to a handsome young man, struggled on the ground like a worm, trying to stand up, but unfortunately Kailar's sword just now seemed to cause a chain, his body was destroyed, looking pitiful and pathetic, what a pitiful worm.

He gave up all his dignity and everything, and he was loyal, and he was trampled on the ground.

"It's really good to be a human being, and I hope you will continue to be a person in the next life. Keral didn't look back, waved his hand lightly, and then the whole person stopped paying attention to the scream of the defeated dog.

When a person is completely discarded even with faith, glory, and loyalty, then that person has no more value.

Just like now.

Not even the slightest.

"I've been waiting. He stood across from Alcatel, across from Dracula, sword in one hand, elbow on hilt, slowly moving forward.

The silver-haired man is smiling, and the dark-haired man is smiling.

The sage smiled, the vampire smiled.

Kylar smiled, Alcatel smiled.

Then the black-haired man raised his gun and opened fire.

The silver-haired man was like the wind, and the whole person was dodging and moving in a small area, although the power of this shot was great, but it didn't make any sense if it didn't hit.

Even at such a close distance, Alcatel still couldn't hit Kailar, thousands of years have passed, his sense of battle has deteriorated, and a person who relies on talent to fight will never be able to defeat Kailar, who has worked hard to practice swordsmanship, magic, and has a dragon's blood body.

Kaylar believed in himself wholeheartedly and tried to defeat Alcatel with all his heart.

Alcat, who everyone has heard of, is nothing more than a vampire spoiled by time, and he has forgotten how to fight.

Does having the best pistol of the modern era mean that he is adapted to the rhythm of modern combat? No, he just gets two powerful toys.

In the end, he didn't need the help of the Dead River of Blood, nor did he release countless Dead Apostles.

So where does he have an advantage now besides numbers?

If he had 100,000 lives, then Kylar was only 100,000 swings of his sword, and any knight chief could do that, even Lancelot, or even Beowulf, could do more.

………… 1000 words left, wait for me for 10 minutes.........

"I've been waiting. He stood across from Alcatel, across from Dracula, sword in one hand, elbow on hilt, slowly moving forward.

The silver-haired man is smiling, and the dark-haired man is smiling.

The sage smiled, the vampire smiled.

Kylar smiled, Alcatel smiled.

Then the black-haired man raised his gun and opened fire.

The silver-haired man was like the wind, and the whole person was dodging and moving in a small area, although the power of this shot was great, but it didn't make any sense if it didn't hit.

Even at such a close distance, Alcatel still couldn't hit Kailar, thousands of years have passed, his sense of battle has deteriorated, and a person who relies on talent to fight will never be able to defeat Kailar, who has worked hard to practice swordsmanship, magic, and has a dragon's blood body.

Kaylar believed in himself wholeheartedly and tried to defeat Alcatel with all his heart.

Alcat, who everyone has heard of, is nothing more than a vampire spoiled by time, and he has forgotten how to fight.

Does having the best pistol of the modern era mean that he is adapted to the rhythm of modern combat? No, he just gets two powerful toys.

In the end, he didn't need the help of the Dead River of Blood, nor did he release countless Dead Apostles.

So where does he have an advantage now besides numbers?

If he had 100,000 lives, then Kylar was only 100,000 swings of his sword, and any knight chief could do that, even Lancelot, or even Beowulf, could do more.

"I've been waiting. He stood across from Alcatel, across from Dracula, sword in one hand, elbow on hilt, slowly moving forward.

The silver-haired man is smiling, and the dark-haired man is smiling.

The sage smiled, the vampire smiled.

Kylar smiled, Alcatel smiled.

Then the black-haired man raised his gun and opened fire.

The silver-haired man was like the wind, and the whole person was dodging and moving in a small area, although the power of this shot was great, but it didn't make any sense if it didn't hit.

Even at such a close distance, Alcatel still couldn't hit Kailar, thousands of years have passed, his sense of battle has deteriorated, and a person who relies on talent to fight will never be able to defeat Kailar, who has worked hard to practice swordsmanship, magic, and has a dragon's blood body.

Kaylar believed in himself wholeheartedly and tried to defeat Alcatel with all his heart.

Alcat, who everyone has heard of, is nothing more than a vampire spoiled by time, and he has forgotten how to fight.

Does having the best pistol of the modern era mean that he is adapted to the rhythm of modern combat? No, he just gets two powerful toys.