Marlene looked at the empty streets.

Her brain was running at high speed.

The enemy, who could not be remembered, reappeared, or disappeared again.

At this moment, his body seemed to be slightly tilted to the left compared to the beginning, and the short sword in his hand also disappeared, and two green lights seemed to be visible in the afterglow to his left.

But that's also the question, why do you look to the right.

While thinking, Marlene also reached for the longsword behind her back.

Under normal circumstances, few people would carry their swords behind their backs, because this is not conducive to shooting, but she has too many weapons on her body, and carrying them behind her back can better maintain her balance.

As she drew her sword, she drew the throwing knife pinned to her waist in her left hand.

Right.

Marlene sprinted in the direction she was looking.

The knife was clipped tightly between her left fingers.

She didn't know if she was heading in the right direction, but she could only choose to believe in her former self.

But when it came to sprinting, she was also thinking.

Why do you recognize the direction of the weapon differently than the direction you can see with your eyes?

She didn't think she would be misled into acting against herself, so she chose to rush to the eye to see it.

If the position of the shortsword represents where the enemy has just been, then she must have looked in the direction in which the enemy will appear.

But the dagger was still flying in mid-air just now, and the direction he was staring at was already some distance away from there.

There must be some visible object, or some opaque aggregate of energy, that is moving at high speed.

So is the last place where your eyeballs fall is really where the enemy will appear?

Or is she further to the right.

Marlene's boot soles collide with the ground.

She turned thirty degrees to the right.

At the same time, she raised her long sword, ensuring that she could attack right in front of her, as well as a large space on the right.

Nelly reappeared.

Her neck appeared less than thirty centimeters in front of Marlene's blade.

Marlene smiled.

Even with such a powerful ability, Nelly still lacks combat experience.

Then the winner is decided.

Boom!

The blade of the longsword collides with the metal transverse plane of the axe.

But Marlene didn't hesitate.

The throwing knife between her left fingers flowed with green cracking magic.

The knife was about to plunge into Nelly's abdomen.

And no one can stop it from happening.

The same goes for Nelly.

In a trance, she felt like she was on that night again.

The night when he looked at his father's corpse.

They dug him up in the courtyard of their house.

The entire skull of an adult man was lifted.

The corpse with a flattened head lay on a white metal frame.

A deep sense of powerlessness grabbed Neli's throat.

As it is now.

She knew she was going to die too.

Like everyone.

The owl's cry resounded through the night sky.

The knife bounced off Marlene's hand.

A long sword named Snowy Owl blocks Marlene's attack.

Nelly looked along the white, graceful blade.

A broad hand grasped the hilt of the sword.

A middle-aged man with a mouth full of beard held a long vacation and stood in front of Nelly.

The man wears a dark shirt with a brown jacket and a brown coat on the outside.

The old man looked down at his outfit:

"Is this the way people dress now? It seems that they are still improving. ”

Marlene took two steps back, then looked at the man's face.

Her expression first became glazed, then slowly a look of disbelief appeared on her face, until at last, her face was left with endless horror.

Syllable.

The sword falls from Marlene's hand.

She exclaimed in fear:

"Anzas!"

Nelly remembers the name.

Hewen said this name when he handed the sword to him, he was Hewen's good friend, and all the skills he learned came from this man.

Marlene said in a panic:

"No, it can't be, you, you're dead. ”

Anzas says:

"That's right, I'm dead, little one, I can see that your skills must have come from Nasha, right?

Anzas's voice sounded like a reliable elder to Marlene.

Marlene took two deep breaths:

"Whew, whew, is this really you? I mean, you've been dead for so many years, so probable? This, I ......."

Anzas says:

"Don't be so nervous, I'm not Ansas returning from the underworld, but I'm almost indistinguishable from him, what I have to say......

"I'm just an empty shell pulled back from the memories of an old friend who doesn't want to forget me. ”

Marlene didn't quite understand what Anzas meant:

"Everyone knows you, you are a legend, you are history, you are a pioneer, you are a victim, you are the salvation of the witcher, you are the enlightenment itself, I have fallen asleep listening to your experiences since I was a child, you ......

"You're really not fake?"

Anzas says:

"It depends on how you define the true and the false, but I still want you, why have you gone astray. ”

Marlene had a dejected expression, as if she was a child who had been caught stealing by someone she respected:

"I want revenge, and the only way to get my father-killer out of it is to capture the shapeshifter, and she's an obstacle I have to deal with. ”

Anzas asked:

"Transfigurines, are they evil?"

Marlene said crampedly:

"No, it's not ......"

Anzas asked:

"Really? Is it impossible for you to accomplish revenge except by killing innocents?

"No, the method is still there, it's just that you chose the shortcut. ”

Marlene muttered to herself:

"I went the wrong way. ”

Ansas Sword walked up to her:

"You've gone astray, you know what's going to happen, right?"

Marlene nodded bitterly.

The next scene made Nelly's hair stand on end.

Marlene knelt down in front of Anzas, her expression begging for forgiveness.

Then the man stretched out his sword as if to give the other party salvation.

Slit Marlene's throat.

Blood flowed completely down the blade of the sword, and there was not the slightest stain on the white body of the snow owl.

Nelly asked with a trembling voice:

"What the hell are you?"

Ansas turned his head and looked at her puzzled:

"You're scared of me? I've never seen you look scared in front of me, what am I? I'm certainly not Hewen's old friend, I'm something you're all too familiar with.

"Don't you remember, you have spent such a long time of pain together, and we have been through it together, why do you fear me?

"Is it just because she died voluntarily in front of me that I couldn't resist? I just took advantage of her little fear and powerlessness, and it wasn't some evil ploy.

"I'm the one you know best, Nelly. ”