"In terms of strength, you are the lackeys. Abaylou laughed wildly, crushing the heart in his hand. He shook off the blood from his hands and stepped on the dead body lying on the ground. "If you are not scared, don't worry, soon you will be crying and fleeing. ”

The surrounding Holy See envoys swallowed, the strongest of them was killed by a single blow, and they had not yet seen what the target in front of them had done. Whether or not this man is just skilled in assassination, it seems a little irresistible. 6

"We have faith!"

"Grace to the Divine Soldiers!"

Two women, one on the left and one on the right, drew their long swords the size of a cross from behind their backs and struck at Abayr.

The best way for them to overcome their fears is to take the initiative.

However, this was the beginning of the final abuse, and what Abay Lou was waiting for was for them to take the initiative.

"Truly, abruptly, truly. Looking at the two slender giant swords that came from his waist, Abailou laughed heartily.

He had waited too long, and this infuriating "papal mouse" was his real goal. There are not enough people here! Not enough! Abaylou wants to take advantage of this night to deal the worst blow to the parish of Sapphire.

How about a sleepless night and something fun?

Arriving earlier than the Cross Greatsword were Abaylou's powerful hands, which he grabbed by the necks of the two nuns and used them to block a blow from the archers of the Holy See. The seamless cooperation was carried out by Abailou's unparalleled speed**, and the bow and arrow pierced through the chests of the two nuns, and finally stopped in front of Abailou.

"It's so powerful, I thought it would be enough to kill one. Abaylou smiled and said, "It is worthy of the Holy See, and he is not merciful to his companions." ”

He scoffed, pretending not to see the embarrassed face of the archer who had shot two of his teammates. I silently calculated in my mind that there were a few people left—and six more.

Archers and priests, assassins and axe warriors, knights and shield guards.

A strong flash of light emits from the darkness, and if it is the vision of ordinary people, they will definitely be overwhelmed by this flash of light. Unfortunately, the assassin who had always been able to kill was met by Abaylou.

Aurora.

Thorn of Faith.

Rapidly.

Burst of agility.

Under the cover of the knight, the assassin burst out from behind the shield of the shield guard, staring at Abailou's vital point to assassinate in a straight line.

Two scimitar daggers stabbed one into Abayr's artery and the other into the back of Abayr's head, and the Assassin's front was wide open, obviously this was an attack full of consciousness, the Assassin didn't care if he would die at all, he just wanted to kill the man who had humiliated the consciousness of his companions. No matter what, as long as the two scimitar daggers in his hand have a chance to pierce into the vital point, what if he sacrifices this life?

Abaylou's favorite thing is to tarnish the consciousness of his opponents. The assassin's assassination failed, and his two weapons slashed at the shadow clone, and when the shadow clone melted, the assassin rolled a few times after landing on the ground due to excessive force, and when he came back to his senses, he saw the hideous and frightened faces of his teammates.

Abaylou's cloak was like the wings of a demon god, enveloping the entire area. And the assassin's teammates, the axe warriors, knights, and shield guards, grew up to say something, and time seemed to slow down, and the assassin watched with his own eyes how his teammates were blasted into a mist of blood that could not even be seen from the debris.

Shadow Teleportation.

"That's the expression, if you still want to live, take me to the strongest. Abaylou returned to his position as the shadow clone, pressed his face close to the assassin, and smiled cruelly. Leave the defenseless behind to the archers and priests.

Anger turned to fear, and the group lost their fighting spirit, and Abaylou followed in the footsteps of the three fleeing men, knowing that he was getting closer and closer to his goal.

You will run away crying out, Abaylou will never break his word.

"Weird...... Monster. The archer panted, holding the priest's hand, in great pain, and believing that he could protect the priest. At least exchange his life for the pastor's.

"You can't fight without an aura, and I believe this person must have an aura. The priest said bitterly, "Are you really going to take him to the Floating One?"

"Only the Floating Ones can fight this guy. The assassin said that he was the most determined, "If I have the chance, I will definitely stab him to avenge the twin sword sisters and the Shiraishi brothers." ”

The archers and priests are silent, is the end of the Chanting Squad today?

Their actions that they thought were clever had disrupted the pace of the Holy See, and even the Holy See probably would not have thought that Abay would take the initiative to participate in this matter.

As long as Abay finds the man he is looking for, no one will be able to stop him.

"If you slow down a little longer, I'll get tired of it. Abaylou suddenly appeared next to the priest and said. The archer felt his hand on the priest become lilt. When he turned his head, he saw that he was only holding a priest's white arm, and the priest dozens of meters away was lying on the ground, life and death unknown.

"Ahhhhh The archers shot in all directions like crazy, and soon ran out of quivers. When he reacted, he found that the quiver had been refilled by Abaylou.

He understood that he was being teased, just as they had allowed rats to tease the civilians, and the archers touched their eyes that had been frightened into tears—which was probably the mood of the civilians. Despair that you can't change anything.

"I was wrong. The archer said softly with empathy, and the next second he saw his body fall to the ground, and his gaze rolled around a few times with the sound of "dong dong".

The night was getting thicker and thicker, and the figure of the assassin was getting brighter and clearer in Abaylou's eyes. His beating heart, his vessely skin, Abay Lou could see it very clearly.

Endure. Abaylou admonished himself that this man could not be killed yet, even if this group of people should be punished for their sins ten thousand, a million times.

The same chase was staged in another part of the Sapphire Kings. Count Langil was stupefied, he loved cats, but it was the first time he was so afraid of the sound of cats. The cats all over the city were chasing him, and even hiding behind this shelf, he still thought he was being watched by a pair of eyes in the dark.

The little girl who was once chased by the law enforcers fled all over the city became a "hunter". When she was with Abay Lou, Lily was growing up at a rapid pace.

The Earl of Lanyer's guards screamed, he didn't dare to raise his head, he didn't even dare to see every movement of that little shadow in the darkness.

"I am a warrior of Diamond Hugo. Lily pulled the dagger from the neck of the last dead guard and said, "Count Lanyer, I hope that this scoundrel I killed is at least not a coward, I remember that you are a general, then I will throw you a sword, a spear, a knife, and an axe, and you will choose one of your own to resist me, and don't tell me that you are afraid of a little girl of fourteen." ”

Lily learns Abaylou's coldness and her self-contained kindness.

Count Langil's actions angered her, and in this courtyard, it seems that the bones of many former girls were buried.

Count Langier was hiding behind the shelves and heard several cracks. Lily did as she had said, and threw her sword, spear, sword, and axe to Count Lanier. It was very rough, for example, that the axe almost slashed into the face of Count Langil.

Count Lanier made up his mind to pick up the sword stuck in the wall, and tried to roar: "You have made the greatest mistake......"

The dagger stabbed into his open mouth and out of the back of his head.

"The opportunity has been given to you, the moment you take up arms. Lily drew her dagger, not looking at Count Lanier's body slowly falling against the wall.

Brain pulp smeared all over the walls.