On one of the only castles in the Shadow Country, a woman leaned sideways by the stone window of the attic. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info She has long flowing amaranth hair, and she is wearing a tulle dress of the same color, and she is clearly wearing clothes, but she can faintly see a perfect body, and the hazy scene is full of temptation. What's even more amazing is that her armor is obviously a leather armor, but the pitiful leather can almost be described as a belt. No, the width of the belt is stronger than this leather armor.

Except for a few parts of the use of soft and thin leather, most of the area is hardly too much cover, if there is no thin layer of clothing inside, this armor is no different from some kind of erotic clothes. I don't know how many traditional thinkers and educators want to shout about bad morals and morals, lament the decline of the world, and then quickly take a look.

Even so, this outfit is tighter than tights, more erotic underwear, and if it weren't for the two Mithril shoulder armors on both shoulders to save a lot of solemn images, I don't know how high the shame would be.

As usual, the woman sat quietly on the attic window, looking at the other end of the city wall, her eyes unfocused, looking into the distance, and there was no movement for a long time. The woman was young and beautiful, sitting there quietly like a painting, her eyes and body as beautiful as rubies, motionless, and it was only when the breeze stirred her hair that she felt that she was a real person, not a beautiful woman.

The woman is the one who lives in the Land of Shadows, and is considered to be the king of the Netherworld who accepts the dead and the souls of the dead, and has the skill to step into the realm of the gods and the ancient rune magic, killing countless undead, humans, and gods, presumably as a punishment for stepping into the realm of the gods with a human body, and a woman who has been cursed for her life.

As the king and guardian of the area, Shaka spends his time at the castle and is occasionally responsible for eliminating trespassers and challengers. There are also some people who want to worship her as a teacher, but for thousands of years, there are very few of her personal disciples, and even fewer people can graduate from her alive. The vast majority of people have only learned a little bit of her fur and leave complacently. The only exception was nearly 2,000 years ago, when a teenager rejected his teachings and simply left here alive.

Suddenly, a door opened on the other side of the wall, and special magical fluctuations quickly spread to Shaka.

"It's from the gate of the East!"

"It's been almost 1,895 years, 4 days, 2 hours, and 4 seconds and hasn't been opened, and it's open today." Shaka's whole body was much more energetic, but it didn't take long for her expression to become even darker, "It seems that he is dead, and the trial will only begin when the previous emperor dies." And the person who can be teleported to me has only one chance of eighty-one molecules. ”

"I don't know how long he has been dead, maybe I should have gone out and found his grave, but unfortunately he is not my student, and I can't sense his location. I don't know if the magic gun he took back then is still around, if it is, it will be much easier to find it. ”

Retracting his thoughts, Shhaka jumped from the castle attic, fell lightly to the ground, and walked towards the gates of the city walls. Whether you want to leave the Netherworld or learn from her, you have to pass through this gate, and you can't pass through anywhere else. It's not because the walls are too high to cross, it's because they're full of restrictions she has set and can't be crossed at all. After a few vain attempts, anyone who is lucky will choose the correct answer.

The door that had been sealed for a long time slowly opened, and the dull sound of friction was particularly loud. It wasn't until the door was completely open that Shaka stepped out of the door. Slightly surprised, the visitor was calm, with his broadsword on the ground and his hands on the end of the hilt. Wearing dark gold armor, luxurious but not ostentatious, bright but not dazzling. The figure is not broad, but it is tall and perfectly proportioned. When he saw himself coming, the other party drew his saber and waited.

He is not an ignorant young man, nor is he an arrogant man.

Shaka looked at the comer, not knowing that the other party was not as calm as it seemed.

[The old lady of Shaka has not changed at all, she is still the same as she remembers, I don't know if she is more ruthless, it has been so many years, I guess she is still a single dog. Also, whoever marries a vicious woman like her is the mold of eight lifetimes. 】

"It always feels like you're thinking something terrible, and I really want to stab you with a spear." Shaka said coldly.

[Are women's intuition so sensitive? You can feel it! 】

Chen Wusheng, who was a little weak in his heart, didn't answer, and said directly: "Let's start." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Sihaka was already approaching, and two blood-red magic spears came at the same time.

"Bang dang!"

A giant shield suddenly appeared, blocking the attack of the twin guns. At the same time, the scimitar swept over, and Shaka easily leaned back to dodge, but at this time she felt a pain in her calf, and her whole center of gravity was unstable and she almost fell. Before she could stabilize herself, the broadsword slashed down again.

After a few simple rounds, Sihaka was surprised to find that the other party was extremely familiar with his own attack routines, and the opponent was far inferior to him in terms of magic, but in terms of martial arts, he was on par with himself.

"It's been a long time since I've met an opponent worthy of my serious shot, will you be one of them?"

The other party's answer was very simple, take the initiative to attack, and the offensive was more fierce and swift.

"Doesn't it make me think? Are you afraid that I will see the flaws or recognize them? "Sihaka didn't get confused because of the accelerated pace of the battle, he was obviously thinking about various possibilities but he was able to deal with Chen Wusheng's attack with ease, and it didn't take long for him to turn defense into offense." Forcibly speeding up the pace, the body can't keep up with the thinking, is it not enough training? ”

Sihaka suddenly kicked sideways and hit Chen Wusheng, he immediately flew out, and stopped for dozens of meters.

"Yes, there aren't many opponents who can make me serious. It's commendable, but that's all, your limits are no more. "This is not a big deal, she is not only a powerful warrior, but also a great magician, a servant. Through the magic eye, she saw a light on the young man in front of her, although dazzling, it was very limited, not enough to illuminate the surroundings.

Chen Wusheng, who fell to the ground, slowly got up and took off his helmet.

"Phew, that's my limit?" Almost the same sentence as back then, who would have expected that in the same place, in a similar situation, the same two people, the same evaluation.

"Hahaha, you still rely so much on your own magic eye, thinking that it allows you to see the future and see everything. Do you think you see your fate? Chen Wusheng took off the armor of his upper body, exposed his upper body, and his true qi circuit lit up. Qualifications doomed to the future? Fate chooses life? Or was everything arranged by God? ”

Shaka noticed that the brilliance of the boy's body was changing, from a dazzling light to a thick black light, yes, black had no brilliance, but it gave people the illusion of a light.

"No, it's absorbing light!"

Shaka became alarmed, this was extremely rare, she had only encountered a few times in her life, and almost all of them came from the mysterious and powerful country of the Eastern World.

Under Sihaka's vigilant gaze, Chen Wusheng put away his shield and took out a broken sword. Even though the greatsword had broken in half, the remaining small half was still enough to be used as a one-handed sword.

Holding a broken sword in his left hand and a broken knife in his right hand, he exuded a dangerous aura all over his body. Shaka knew that now was the beginning of a serious fight, and the same person showed a far cry of performance before and after. Someone as powerful as her also felt a sense of solemnity.

"Where is the limit of man?"

"Talent?"

"Abilities?"

"Neither, but determination! With the determination to die, people can break through the limits again and again. Chen Wusheng took a step forward and looked directly at Shaka. She felt that the face in front of her had no effect on herself, why did she feel a familiar figure in him? Did you miss him too much? Or did he say the same thing to himself back then?

Chen Wusheng didn't notice Shaka's state, and he made his final preparations.

"Is a miracle called a miracle because it happens at the last minute? Or do miracles not happen again and again? ”

"Maybe it's all or maybe it's neither. All I knew was that today I was going to do miracles and break the limits. ”

"Old woman on the other side, you have to be ready, I hope you don't disappoint me."

Someone is angry!

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