Revisiting the old place......

Not every revisit is a happy experience.

There are some pictures flashing in Landingale's sea of knowledge, and Ryan who is silently suspended in the sea of knowledge can also glimpse them, those pictures flash extremely quickly, but they bring Landingale incomparable pain, this painful emotion is stirring, rippling in the black flower, the energy fluctuates like a tide, and it is like a hurricane that covers the sky and the sun ripples out from the sea of knowledge, and manifests in the real world.

She took a step forward.

At that time, the distance between her and Ingnum was four or five meters, and the distance of four or five meters was, to a certain extent, a safe distance.

Therefore, although Ingnum was surprised and vigilant, as if facing a great enemy, he did not pay full attention.

As Landingale stepped forward, he was opening his mouth to speak.

"Fantine ......"

He wanted to ask Landingale aloud, why is he here?

However, as soon as the voice came out, only a few letters were spoken, and a strong wind swept in, mixed with raindrops on his face, and the sound that rushed out of his throat was swept back.

He couldn't help but blink.

Not good!

Blinking when facing the enemy, this is a big taboo!

Having participated in several street fights, he knew very well in his heart, so he resisted the sudden wind and tried to open his eyes, and at the same time, he waved the short dagger in his hand and swept forward.

If it was just a false alarm, his reaction would be too eager, and if he was seen by his accomplices, it might become a conversation and a joke for a month or two, but even if he was laughed at by his accomplices, it was better than losing his life inexplicably.

However, all of it was just his thoughts.

Ingnum thought he had swung the dagger, thought that the dagger had drawn an arc in front of him, forming a protection, even if Landinger rushed up the moment he closed his eyes, he would definitely be forced back by him.

In fact, in reality, he did not make a motion to swing a dagger.

That action only existed in his imagination, and in reality, he didn't have time to do it.

Landinger took a step, a distance of four or five meters, and it was instantaneous, and that step, the spatial distance did not seem to exist, similar to the Dao method of shrinking the ground into inches in the Water Blue Star Fairy.

In this world, there are similar spells.

When a person has a spatial talent, if he obtains extraordinary abilities related to space, under the influence of divine spells, he can also temporarily cut through the void rift, and his body can flash in the endless void and appear in another place.

To put it in layman's terms, spatial distance has no effect on it.

To use an inappropriate analogy, let's say you enter a building with more than 70 floors, and you want to go up to the top floor, if, according to the law of reality, you have to climb the stairs, layer by layer.

Space distance is like this, it limits you.

However, if you enter the elevator, when you enter on the ground floor of the building, press the elevator button, and after a while, the elevator doors open and you will appear on the floor you want to go to.

In this way, you also break through the limitations of space.

Originally, it would have taken you more than ten minutes to walk up, but now, it takes only a minute.

That's where space spells come in.

This is the case with Landingale, the reason why Ingnum was forced to blink by the sudden storm was precisely because she suddenly appeared in front of Ingnum, and when Ingnum was about to attack, Landingale had already launched the attack first, she just waved her sleeve slightly, and the corner of the sleeve lightly hit Ingnum's body.

Behind her, black flowers emerged, petals trembling slightly.

At the same time, a smile appeared on Ingnum's face, the kind of smile that was extremely happy, and then, silently, he fell backwards and fell to the ground with a bang, splashing and making a loud noise, like a tree that had been cut down by a great axe.

It's just that although there is a happy smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes are very different, and deep in his pupils, the pain seems to be condensed into a point.

This expression is extremely weird!

If Sheriff Trim were here, he would have seen that this guy's expression was the same as the street girl who died tragically last night.

Ingnum was only swept by the corners of Landinger's sleeves, and before he could make skin-to-skin contact, the breath of pain poured in, and in an instant, his spirit collapsed and he lost his own will.

That kind of great pain, his self-consciousness could not bear it at all, and out of instinct, it collapsed.

However, unlike those street girls, at this time, Ingnum's body was still running, like a train without a driver but still speeding forward along the inertia.

Landingale tilted his head slightly.

At the top of the four-story building, there was a snow-white light pouring down, piercing the rain curtain, penetrating the darkness, falling in the small courtyard, and also falling on Landinger's body, those lights pierced her eyes, but Landinger's pupils did not change in the slightest, Leng Buding was illuminated by the strong light, but he never blinked or avoided like Ingnum.

For her now, physical pain is insignificant.

Even if you cut her down now, digging into her flesh piece by piece with a knife, and cutting her into sashimi, the pain would not make her frown, and now she has become the embodiment of pain.

Even if you call yourself a miserable lady, it's not an exaggeration.

Several strong men with weapons in their hands rushed out of the small building with murderous violation, rushed into the small courtyard, rushed into the rain curtain, and rushed towards Landingale under the illumination of the strong light, only the sound of hurried footsteps, rapid breathing, and no pretentious yelling.

That's the real street killers, not the bastards.

Redbeard stands to the left of the searchlight.

The bright light comes from the machines around him, with magic stones as the energy source and the magic circle as the center, once activated, it will shoot out strong light, which normally operates in some secret factories or prisons.

Redbeard also had this thing thanks to the pale young man standing to the right of the searchlight.

The guy was dressed in a splendid silk garment, which was expensive, but not embroidered with the family crest, and even so, no one who had seen this guy would think that he was not a nobleman, and in him there was the arrogance peculiar to the nobility.

At this moment, a cynical smile hung on his lips.

"This chick looks pretty good......"

He blinked, his hands clasped around his chest.