Night came again, this time, but it was like eternal night, and there was no hope that the dawn would come again.

Fran instinctively resists this darkness, after all, vampires are "only" going out at night, but demons are "good" at acting at night.

Without the brightest light of Levatin to dispel the darkness, she could only count on a barrage of bullets to light up the darkness.

However, the blood bar on the left side that was so empty that she could barely see the last meaning of the red blood line also made her not so nervous, this kind of Cheng dù's blood volume would be hung up after rubbing a rice bullet.

In this state, facing a full-bullet hell-type character like her, and a player with these two lives, even if she is disabled, she has the confidence to beat him.

"Taboo [Cranberry Trap]!"

The red light on her hand brought a little comfort to her in the darkness, and soon a large barrage was about to illuminate this darkness, in that case, he would have nothing to hide!

Maybe this lowest-level barrage can clean him up, right?

"Ah~~"

As if something was being cut, the originally condensed red light suddenly cracked, turning into a circle of light, which had no effect, and dissipated.

A silver dinner knife was in Flandoro's right hand.

It's cutlery darts again!

At this moment, Fran suddenly realized how terrifying this skill was.

All of her skills have time to be released, but at this time, the other party can see her, but she can't see the other party's position, movements, etc., if she is caught in this gap and constantly interrupts her skill casting, won't she be completely useless?

But to her surprise, the other party didn't attack when she was in a stiff state?

Sure enough, are you still afraid of your low blood volume?

But unfortunately, even if you are so careful, you still can't escape the end of death!

I saw her raise her right hand high, and the skill with the fastest activation speed was almost the fastest among the small skills, and it was directly released.

"Taboo [...... of Love"

"Devil's Whispering ......"

Almost at the same time, Fran could even hear the other person in front of her, almost within reach, and when she said this in front of her, the gentle and magnetic voice seemed to be really whispering to her, and the feeling made her hair stand on end.

Flandoro on the screen also seemed to empathize with her, her raised hand hung down weakly, and she couldn't even release a barrage, and the whole person became like a puppet, her hands drooped, her head was deeply lowered, and she didn't move.

This appearance is as if it has really been bewitched by the devil, and the soul has disappeared, leaving only a body, like a walking corpse.

This skill needs to be used at a very close distance, and the effect is that it can control the opponent's body for a second, and it can also interrupt the skill in preparation. As an assassin-type class, Sebastian does have a lot of control skills.

And what follows is a scene that is almost unsuspenseful.

Even if there is only such a state that can be said to be "the last drop of blood", Sebastian has exerted his own combat ability after gaining control of Flandoro's body, and is no longer competing with her in magic or psychological tactics, but simply hand-to-hand combat.

Unlike Fran's perspective, the "night" that the audience sees is actually only about 50% darkened, so Sebastian's every move is completely presented in front of them.

His slender legs and arms were repeating punches and kicks, and from time to time he would use a slash with silver cutlery as a finishing move.

From beginning to end, Flandrew's small body did not fall from mid-air.

It wasn't until the end of the game that the night was over.

Fran, who had been stupidly looking at the people who couldn't even see people in the night, could only see his body being hit in mid-air by something I don't know what it was, attacking, and then floating in the air and couldn't get down, and finally saw the scene covered by the night.

Sebastian's figure, who was standing beside her who fell to the ground, even though there was only the last drop of blood left, completely cooled her heart.

It wasn't until a few seconds after the game ended that the audience burst into applause and cheers.

This wonderful "assassination" with the style of a master assassin almost didn't make the young people cry.

Different from the gorgeous barrage performance in the East, this is a real master-level assassination show, unpretentious, but secretly killing, and the amount of blood left makes his actions like walking on the tip of a knife, full of ornamentation.

She glanced back at her sister helplessly, only to find that she was still enjoying the black tea with her eyes closed, as if she didn't care about the battle situation here.

Thinking back to what she said before she came on stage, she realized how far she and the person opposite her had in terms of "experience".

Could it be that she can only continue to be a victim of his extreme counter-killing show?

Sister, help me......

Looking at the little girl on the other side who was already at a loss, with undisguised panic in her eyes, a trace of sympathy flashed in Katsuragi Katsura's heart, but then she shook her head to forget that thought.

Three-dimensional, this is three-dimensional, three-dimensional is without love!

That's right, he only needs the second dimension to be enough, and the third dimension is the evil way!

Hurry up and get started, let him achieve the status of "king" first, this is his answer to this society that once looked down on him!

The game is about to begin, but Fran's heart is getting more and more flustered, and she even has auditory hallucinations.

There had been a strange voice in her ear from just now...... Uh, no, isn't that voice?

"I've finally come back to my senses, and I'm really a little sister who has a headache."

"Are you...... Hatsune sister? ”

"yes, I'm your cute...... I'm dizzy, I'm running out of time, I'm here to send you a message, your sister said that if you can win, I'll give you a signed photo of GOD himself! ”

"Huh!?"

Fran looked surprised.

"Hey, naturally, naturally, there are still people watching you!"

"Uh, oh."

After Fran returned to normal, he asked in a low voice, "That, Hatsune sister, is what you said true?" Is it really a signed photo of GOD himself? ”

"That's right! The person in the photo is GOD himself, and the signature is also written by GOD himself, I can guarantee you! ”

Hearing this, Fran's expression did not change, but her crimson eyes were already beating wildly with flames.

Hatsune was relieved to see the change in her state from the throne's surveillance screen: although I don't know how effective it can be, it's better than being abused and killed without any resistance as soon as she enters the game.

"By the way, my sister's friendly reminder: Fran-chan is Fran-chan, Fran-chan is the most handsome when Fulan-chan is Fulan-chan, and the devil or something can be solved simply!"

After that, Hatsune's voice disappeared completely.

Fran looked at Flandrew's figure on the screen, who was standby, as if she saw herself standing in that position, and her whole person was full of power.

"Sure enough, Fran is Fran!"

I'm the strongest demon! (To be continued.) )