"Oh? Out of nowhere, teleportation spells? ”

The tip of the sword, which had stalled slightly, was dripping scarlet and dark red blood on the ground. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

And the moment the wielder of the sword teleported from Chang Zhihao, it seemed that he had locked his position.

With that cloudy waste look.

That's right, it's the common, disgusting, wasteful look.

This kind of look, as well as the owner of similar eyes, is usually either skinny or fat and greasy, Chang Zhihao has seen too much in his own plane.

In addition, this is obviously a Japanese line in the tone of an anime voice actor, and even if there is no language hanging, Chang Zhihao can fully understand it.

It's even better to listen too smoothly, but it is easier to judge that the opposite side is hiding behind the identity of the bloody and brave man, who is obviously an otaku who lacks himself to a considerable extent.

That's right, it's not an otaku, it's an otaku.

Neither is a good word, but the difference between them is as obvious as "fat man" and "fat pig".

Therefore, on the other side, Chang Zhihao didn't want to pick it up at all. Moreover, just a little attention to the moaning and wailing of the natives of the plane nearby was enough to make him have to be vigilant-

"Mom! Mom!! ”

"Ahem...... Whew-Whew-Go......"

"Hands! My hand! Brute! ”

"Demons! That demon has summoned the demons! ”

"Liar! Swindler! Where is the Royal Guard? Where are the Templars? Why is it the demons and not the brave who come?! ”

……

A massacre near the end, those who dared to resist, brightly dressed and more eye-catching, and occasionally those with distinct armor and scars.

Scattered, crooked human bodies, and fragments that could no longer be called corpses covered the path in front of Chang Zhihao's eyes.

It is not wide, and the style also belongs to the European Middle Ages, half slate and half hard earth "path".

This is supposed to be the only main road in the town, and it is also the only way for ordinary residents to gather instinctively in a panic, hoping to escape from the town as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, it was obvious that this place had already been preempted, bombarded by some kind of spell with an explosive effect.

The road itself was still there, but judging by the charred black and ash nearby, and even the occasional flickering sparks, the flames caused by the spell detonation were enough to keep the townsfolk at bay.

Then, to put it mildly, they were slaughtered in turn.

……

"Hey, I said, the demon over there doesn't even have a line, shouldn't you be just an NPC with no experience points?"

The greasy voice sounded again.

It's really funny, obviously from the outside, the muscles are still distinct, and the costumes and props are also carefully matched in a smart mode, why is it such a short tone as soon as you open your mouth?

Chang Zhihao slowly closed his gaze, looking at the blood-brown figure on the opposite side who was casually mending the knife to the wounded in the pool of blood, while deliberately slowing down and approaching in his direction, the five fingers of his left hand were bent and straightened in turn, and finally held it in a virtual way.

It's not clenched into a fist, it's just folded purely loosely.

Then, splay open.

Elementary・Spell Sense.

Air-based and small acceleration.

If you have this Japanese-style greasy fat house on the opposite side, it really becomes sticky?

"I can't see the experience bar, I can't see the blue bar of the blood bar, and there are too many bugs in this dung game, right?"

Seeing that Chang Zhihao didn't answer, the killer who seemed too lazy to pay attention to Chang Zhihao's small movements began to talk to himself.

Or rather, the person was just talking to himself from the beginning.

Completely contrary to his chaotic language abilities, the killing speed of this blood-colored figure, no, it should be said that the killing efficiency has never decreased.

You must know that although Chang Zhihao is not a virgin, he is not a demon king or a real demon.

Since he is a "counterexample", it is certainly impossible for him to be indifferent in the face of massacre.

But the problem now is that from teleportation to now, he is really not sure that he can save anyone from the murderer on the other side.

Yes, not sure, as well, anyone.

The Bloody Brave didn't move quickly, and they didn't show much strength when it came to harvesting human lives. However, under a certain low wall on the side of the road not far away, the almost fragmented corpse of a fully armored knight was enough to indicate his current attribute strength.

Probably sensing Chang Zhihao's sight target, the killer also glanced at the low wall, and then retracted his gaze tastelessly, and seemed to snort, "What?" Do you know this tin can? Enemy? ”

This question remains unanswered.

Non-attributed, magic missile.

The left hand, which is not always warming up, Chang Zhihao shot this blow from the other direction of the side.

It was evident that it was heading straight for the Killer, but when it was a meter away from the target, it was destroyed by a backhand sword.

It wasn't just physical defense, because at the same time as the blade of the sword was facing the magic missile, the entire long sword, and it should be said that the sword-wielding slayer, had a pale red light flickering on the side.

It was supposed to be pure white light magic, but now it had been stained cherry by an excess of blood plasma.

"Oh? Looks like you're a little stronger than the tin cans over there? The kind of waste that I can overcome in five days of practice with a little more seriousness is indeed an elite Templar who is pretending to be an elite. ”

Ignore verbal provocations.

There is no magic shield, or too lazy to open it. The speed of the sword still did not increase significantly, and the other thing just now was more like some kind of fixed action.

Light additional status magic has been confirmed, and low-level negative magic is estimated to be ineffective.

In addition, in the previous seven days of training, Chang Zhihao had never been able to accurately intercept the simulated magic missile.

"You've already felt the difference in strength, right? Why don't you run, no matter how hard you try, it is estimated that Uncle Ben can easily catch up with you. ”

The bloody figure who was killing all the way had already reached a position less than ten meters away from Chang Zhihao, and between the two, there was only the last one left who was still struggling in the pool of blood.

No, not anymore.

The casual slash just now ended the dying life without hesitation.

This time, Chang Zhihao still didn't have time to rescue.

Perhaps he was no longer able to take care of others, and he himself had clearly been pulled into an area of extreme danger.

Spend all your bonus points on a budget, with seven days of inattentive practice. No matter from which point of view, it can't be compared to the plug-in brought by the bloody brave man in front of him.

Moreover, from the lines that showed off just now, it can be known that the other party has also trained for at least five days.

Non-attributed, magic missile.

Second shot.

The goal, Chang Zhihao under his own feet.

Where the slate meets the hard earth, a little coke and a pool of blood in the middle line.

"Miscellaneous fish NPC, are you a ninja?"

The rapidly approaching voice was a little angry, after all, if according to the style of the ninja system, after the first magic missile missed just now, Chang Zhihao should have retreated silently.

Finally, the quest NPC that was exchanged for slaughtering an entire town, how could he make him disappear so easily?

Horizontal and straight stabs, the smoke from the magic missile suddenly disappeared.

The situation on the spot made the bloody brave star's eyes widen in amazement.

Empty.

Immediately after, the bloody brave man felt a pain in the back of his neck, and his eyes went black......

"Who is you?"

Left fist, retracted.

Chang Zhihao snorted coldly in a low voice, and gave an additional kick to the fallen blood shadow with all his strength.