The tip of the spear was slashed one by one, and it turned around several times on the head, and it was behind him, but the other end was suddenly slashed, and he was held by his left hand, and he swung it out with all his might, and a spear broke into three pieces like a whip, and constantly slapped the ground with the rotation of the body. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The spear, known as the "stranger", has a strange appearance: the body of the spear is divided into three sections, each consisting of two halves of forearms and two palms, six palms held in pairs, and each end of the head and tail holding a sharp edge - after all, it is the taste of devouring. But here's the most amazing thing about this weapon - these arms and palms, each of which is a controllable independent unit, and can even do throwing and other movements, just like a real warrior! Retreat to collect the troops, but the devouring is a different style, the spear is coiled around the body like a snake, and the four spindles are used by him to the fullest, and the tip of the spear flies to protect the body impenetrable, but when the devouring game is rising, and he is about to play a few more tricks, a voice interrupts him: "Hey, stop playing!" The action came to an abrupt halt, and with a shake of the spear, the spear divided into three and combined into a simple long shield. Stuck the stranger in the leather slot behind my back, devouring back control of my body, I looked at the person and asked, "What's the matter?" "That ......" Salad frowned, his expression was not very good-looking, "I always feel very uncomfortable, I just drank a little blood, but it is only slightly better...... "...... Is the ghoul instinct attacking...... "We are ghouls, not blood." I walked over and patted her on the head, "You can't just drink blood." "Are you going to start eating meat......" Salad was a little frustrated, but I snapped it out of the head, "I didn't want you to kill anyone, and you can't repair your body just by drinking blood." “…… I see. Salad looked at her broken right wrist, then shoved her intestines back into her stomach and handed my cloak.

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Passing through the city gate, I walked into the hall of the Mercenary Guild and came to the front desk, "Where is the quest bar?" ”“… Over there. The woman, who appeared to be Gloria, gestured to the side. I saw that there were indeed quite a few people standing in front of the planks over there, so I nodded and thanked them, and walked over there. Picking, hunting, escorting, killing...... Looking at the messages one by one, my eyes were fixed on such a task: crusade against the thieves. Deserters among the clergy, who occupy the mountains as kings, rob civilians along the way. In the midst of the papal nonsense, I intercepted a few messages, then took down the task list and walked to the front desk. After signing the agreement for the extra responsibilities due to the skipping challenge, I officially took over the task. But when I threw the list to the salad, the little girl asked, "Didn't you mean...... Don't kill? "I didn't say I didn't kill people, and this time it was an accident." I replied simply, "The two crossbows are still handy, right?" "Well, the absence of breathing distractions and physical limitations has helped a lot......" Sala sighed, "It's really frustrating to think about it." "Come less." In fact, she has accepted the facts a long time ago, right? "Did you bring something?" "Well, I've got the whole set with me." Salad glanced around, "But here...... Is it really good? ”…… Indeed, it is a bit ...... to do that kind of thing in public: "Then let's go, and then solve it on the road." ”

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"Hah......" Salad softened, squinted lightly, and looked at me with a satisfied expression, "I still want it." "......" I glanced at her, still leaning against the box on one side, the bite mark on my neck was healing rapidly, "Come yourself." "Oh." Salad sat up and crawled over, pulled my cloak, and then took a set of silver-forged cutlery from her fanny pack, carefully cut a large piece of meat from my left arm, cut it open, and forked it into her mouth. "Xiaoye, is it necessary to do this?" Looking at the salad with a face full of enjoyment, the voice of devouring is a little awkward because of me. "It's my heir, after all." I chewed on a piece of rabbit meat. I guessed correctly, the flesh and blood of the [fathers] are the best tonic for the [offspring] of the ghoul clan - although for some reason, the hole in the belly of the salad is still not closed. "Two of you, there's Romon's level ahead." The driver's voice came through the canopy. "Got it, let's stop." I responded. Two days ago I found the peddler who lived in the town of Nar, threw him a few silver coins, and asked him to promise to take us to the guy who was said to have taken him a lot of money for the road. …… But it's also strange to say why the Holy See would entrust mercenaries to do such a thing...... Sure enough, after the destruction of the Geost clan, there was no manpower? But according to the timing stated in the announcement, this guy called Rohmon defected from the Holy See only a month ago, and he can be king in a month...... "Salad, you stay here." After jumping off the board, I turned my head and ordered Salad, "Emergency, whistle; As a last resort, kill someone. After explaining, I took off my cloak, threw it into my arms, and rushed out along the path in the hills, dozens of meters under my feet, and several men and a simple barricade appeared in front of me. I didn't use strangers, I just pulled out the long dagger from behind my waist, held my left hand upside down in front of my chest, and stared intently, and everything around me was suddenly slowed down in my eyes. As I ran, I saw the panic on the faces of the men, but they still took up their weapons, two swords and a knife, and one set up a bow and arrow, and shot an arrow, but I bounced it away with a dagger. Suddenly reaching out for his right hand, he grabbed a flying arrow from the air - it looked like there was a back hand, and I glanced at the mountain on my right, and gently crossed the barricade and fell into the midst of the four. crouching down, the long shield of the stranger collided with the slashing sword with a crisp sound. With his right hand, he stretched out his grip on the handle of the gun and slammed it outward, and the three-section spear that was originally folded and stored instantly bounced off and straightened, swept around his back, and swept the three people around him to the ground with one move. The stranger folded back into three sections, embedded in the card slot behind his back, and then stepped forward, and the dagger stabbed into the chest of a swordsman, and the right hand and fingers pierced his throat, and the fingers and claws flipped off, ripping off the man's head, turning around and smashing it in the face of the other. Drawing the dagger and dodging the stray arrows, I half-crouched on the ground, stretched out my foot to sweep down the sword-wielder, and flicked my hand to nail the dagger to the archer's face. Turning around, he held the long sword in his right hand, and when he was stunned, he pushed and grabbed it, and shattered the long sword. …… It's so hard, I really don't know what kind of material this gauntlet is made of. I couldn't help but think to myself as I felt the smile that was smug. But his body was not sluggish by this slander, and his left hand reached out and grabbed him by the collar, and pulled it back to make him stagger closer to me. A punch hit him in the stomach, watching him hunch like a shrimp, and devouring his right hand and plunging the tip of his elbow into the back of his head. Slowly walking towards the last survivor, I tilted my head, dodging another attack from the archers on the hill, and then stood in front of the man: "Is there a way to inform Romon?" Call him over. "No, I'm already here." There was a rather flat voice from the upper right, and I turned my head to look, only to see that it was a man with black hair and black pupils - generally speaking, the names of people with black hair and black pupils are usually more strange, such as Mu Lingfeng, such as Devouring. Of course, Hill may be an exception, after all, intermarriage or something is not uncommon, maybe the person in front of him has a hidden surname? Looking at him, a lot of inconsequential things flashed through my mind. "Judging by your appearance, you're an undead, right?" Rohmon frowned and spoke first, "Ghoul?" It seems that I have not been in vain in the Holy See, so I am relieved. I chuckled softly. "Could it be that you became a mercenary and accepted the commission?" Seeing that I didn't answer, Rohmon continued to ask, "Don't you think it's ridiculous that an undead helped the Holy See eliminate deserters?" ...... "I still didn't respond, but I put my hand behind my back at the same time as I devoured, and pulled the three guns away and leaned in front of me." Actually, it's special training, right? "In one word." Well. I nodded. This time I accepted this commission to improve a few things: group combat ability, combat experience with the priesthood, and tacit understanding with the devourer. The stranger spun around a few times in front of me, and then was lifted behind my back, and I looked sideways at Rohmon and hooked my hands in defiance and contempt. "This arrogant look is really ......infuriating," Rohmon raised his hand, and a layer of white light shrouded the bodies of all the subordinates around him: "Holy Light, Healing Speed!" "Pay the price for your arrogance......" Rohmon pointed with his hand, and dozens of people on the hill charged at me, "Attack!"

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