The loud explosion made the crystal chandelier on the top wall of the atrium on the fifth floor sway, and the shaking light made the figure cast on the ground flicker, "Hahu! A brisk whistle sounded, and Grant's hand holding the silver staff tightened again, and the folding knife spun between Sephard's fingers with a soft cracking sound.

Sefal pushed his glasses and looked at Tristan standing at the entrance of the stairs and asked Simon next to him, "Does Gawain say that this Uncle Flower Shirt is second only to Lancelot and Kai in his abilities among knights?" Simon: "That's what he said. ”

Sephar: "But he's only in charge of logistics at Mafia, so why don't you be so condescending!" Simon's eagle-sharp blue eyes never moved away from Tristan's body: "Everyone thinks differently, and it is precisely because of the lack of action that he keeps his details more secretive." ”

Sephar asked Simon, "Do you feel it?" Simon narrowed his eyes slightly: "Same intuition." Grant: "Cut!" Just try it out and find out! As he spoke, the silver staff emitted a dazzling holy light, and the folding knife that was spinning between Sefal's fingers suddenly glowed white, as if it was a halo wrapped around his fingers.

Trieste touched the short beard on his chin and squinted at Simon with emerald green eyes, "Aren't you on it, Lord Inspector?" Simon: "If I were to do it, it would be three to one." Tristan shrugged his shoulders and said in a relaxed tone, "It doesn't matter. If the three of you go up together, there is still hope for the passage of guò here, and I can tell you that as long as you pass through the fifth layer, there will be no more obstacles. ”

Simon picked the corner of his mouth: "I want to thank you for your candor." Tristan put one hand in the pocket of his suit pants and the other waved at Simon: "I have all I have to tell you that you just want you to do your best to go together, and save me the strength to knock me down one by one." ”

Grant: "What a big breath! As he spoke, he raised his silver staff and rushed towards Tristan, "But the old man can't hold his breath!" The silver rod's glow shone on Tristan's face. The silver staff in Grant's hand swung sideways!

Tristan put his hands in his pants pockets and easily stepped back to avoid Grant's attack, Grant's blow missed, but he saw his wrist flip without the slightest pause and swing another blow, his speed was fast and consistent, and he did not give the opponent any respite.

Tristan didn't even have a chance to fight back. He could only hide and hide, and Sefal, who was waiting for the opportunity, frowned slightly at this time, Simon put his arms in his hands and asked, "You found out?" Sephard: "Yes, it seems like Grant has been dominating the attack all along, but the opponent has been able to dodge his attacks every time they are about to succeed, which shows that his reflexes are much quicker than Grant's. ”

Simon: "Grant is going to be in trouble. Even though he said that, he still stood still and had no intention of acting. Sephard: "I'm rooting for Grant. will try to force out the opponent's bottom line, and then it's up to you, sir. Simon said lightly, "Don't die." ”

Sefar lifted his glasses and smiled: "Don't worry, I can't ask my wife to help me repay the loan." Saying that, the ten fingers gradually brightened up with the equally dazzling circle of the folding knife, and the ten circles of light in Saifar's open palm suddenly flew out of his hand and flew towards Tristan, who was dodging Grant's attack!

Tristan: "Is the other one on?" It's a hunter who wields a 'multi-hallow weapon'! As he spoke, a hand pulled out of his pocket, he put his finger to his mouth, and his sharp teeth bit his finger open, and then he swung his arm away, and the black blood squeezed out of his finger flew viscously into the air.

At this time, I saw that the black blood droplets suddenly changed into black bats in the air, they fluttered their wings and scattered and rushed straight to Sefal's folding knife, the black bat was split in half the moment it touched the blade of the folding knife, and Grant took advantage of Tristan's distraction to raise the silver staff in his hand and smash it on the top of his head!

Tristan saw the white light of the silver staff falling from the sky, and unhurriedly raised his hand and stretched out the finger he had just bitten against Grant's silver staff. Grant laughed at Tristan's movements: "One finger! It's too arrogant! Pick up! ”

At this time, Sefal's ten folding knives split all the bats formed by blood clotting and also came to surround Tristan from all sides, and Sefal's lenses glowed with a snow-white cold light: "How to dodge?" "Pounce! Strike! The knife stabbed into his body continuously, and at the same time, the silver staff hit the top of Tristan's head, and a cavity of black blood spurted out of the smashed skull!

Grant and Sephar were surprised by the result at the same time: "It's over? Is it that easy? Sefal watched left and right vigilantly, and Simon suddenly reminded: "Above! They both looked up at the same time, and saw Tristan sitting peacefully on the handrail of the stairs upstairs in the atrium.

At this time, Grant was looking at the 'Tristan' who had been smashed into the skull by the silver staff, and he had turned into several drops of black blood and instantly dispersed in the air: "Phantom! At this moment, the bat carcass at Sefal's feet suddenly melted into black, and the blood was suspended into the air drop by drop.

Countless drops of black blood surrounded Grant and Sephar. At this time, Tristan snapped his fingers, and the blood droplets hanging in the air rushed towards them like arrows from the string. The cross stigma in the palms of Grant and Sephar's hands emitted a dazzling white holy light, and the holy weapon in their hands instantly shone brightly, and the black blood droplets that rushed towards them stopped outside the circle of holy light.

Tristan feigned surprise: "Ah! The Holy Light is really powerful. Saying that, he touched the short beard of his chin and thought for a while, and snapped his fingers, and the black blood droplets that were stopped outside the holy light quickly condensed together, transforming into a huge black dragon, the black dragon roared, opened its huge dragon mouth, and instantly rushed into the protective layer of the holy light of Grant and Sephard, and instantly swallowed the two of them!

Tristan sat on the handrail of the stairs and dangled his feet in the air. The emerald eyes turned to Simon at this time: "Sacrificed your own subordinates, do you understand my details?" Shot? Simon's young face was still unfazed: "The 'alien blood' among vampires, no wonder we can't find your number, the number of alien bloods is one in ten thousand." ”

Tristan: "Bedwell and I are the only ones among the knights who are 'aliens', because our blood is so valuable that we never show up lightly. Simon: "That's weird to me. Xenigretes are generally nobles, and you have the same status as Brem in the vampire world, so why bend your knees under his command? (To be continued......)

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