The massive ship sailed aimlessly, the dark fog blocking the light and sound, as if it had sailed into the abyss, and perhaps the door to darkness would open quietly at some inadvertent moment. [Latest chapter reading.]

This gloomy and dreary atmosphere makes people's hearts feel like a stone is blocked, and the suffocating person can't help but want to scream.

In contrast to this is De Vries' very graceful smile, which should be present at a guest chatter or a sumptuous wine table, but not at a good wine table.

He glanced around with emotion: "You must think that I am enjoying and comfortable in such a black fog, don't you?"

Luo Lan didn't answer, maybe by acquiescence, or maybe he didn't know how to answer.

"O lowly human beings, why can you live in a world full of sunshine, enjoying delicious food, tasting intoxicating wine, and admiring splendid flowers, while we live in an abyss of gloomy darkness and full of rancid smell?" De Vries seemed to be talking to himself, as if to question, and his tone was full of jealousy and hatred for humanity.

Luo Lan didn't say anything, because it didn't make sense to him, he only knew that he took this opportunity to recover his strength.

"You will surely say that this is the arrangement of the gods, and that we creatures of the abyss are destined to hover only on the edge of hell. De Vries lifted his head and looked at the sky, he sneered disdainfully, as if mocking the gods, then closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "But I'm telling you, it's going to be over soon." Because. We know how to do it. ”

Luo Lan's heart was shocked, it will end soon? What does this mean by exterminating the human race? Or is it the return of the abyssal creatures to the surface?

De Vries slowly opened his eyes, and in a blood-red light, the two pupils shrunk into a thin vertical line, and the thick fog seemed to be stirred by something, rolling silently.

A fierce momentum suddenly hit Luo Lan's cheek like a cold wind, and it was a palm that slashed diagonally.

A simple blow, but condensed with extreme speed and power. Luo Lan believed that even a heavily armed knight standing here might be chopped to pieces with a single palm.

Not only that, but it also blocked Luo Lan's escape angle, and his only way out was to retreat.

But. There is an endless sea.

Just when the sharp light along the palm had already pierced the corner of Luo Lan's eye, he suddenly squatted down.

This is the only way to dodge, but it completely exposes its own flaws, and if it is a dead game, then it is just a slight delay in the final blow, and the outcome is still unchangeable.

De Vries was in mid-air, with a hint of mockery, his knees raised. And he bowed his head to the ground.

He was looking forward to this impact, and Luo Lan's knee just now left a deep memory on him, so he was very interested in ending the other party's life in this way. He was still very satisfied.

At this critical juncture, Luo Lan kicked hard under his feet, and suddenly pounced forward, and a head hammer took the first step, hitting De Vries's soft abdomen fiercely. At the same time, he received the swift and powerful blow to his shoulder. There was a crisp crack of bones.

Like two meteorites colliding in the sky, De Vries's original forward body was intercepted. Although his body has super repair ability, it doesn't mean that he won't be in pain, and his nose let out a muffled snort.

The two men were so close together, like close friends, that they fell straight to the deck.

This height has fallen, this hard deck can smash ordinary people to pieces, but for De Vries, he is dismissive, he enjoys the air flow in his ears, and is already planning how to break the neck of this unknown human being.

However, when they hit the ground hard, De Vries let out a scream of mixed rage: "Blade of Light!?"

There was a sound of broken flesh cracking, and Luo Lan was kicked out by the furious De Vries, and after hitting the side of the ship, he flipped into the endless sea below.

De Vries jumped up from the spot like a shrimp thrown into a wok, and then beat desperately, there was a deep bone scar on his chest, and the smell of burnt smoke came out with a trace of white smoke, and he roared like crazy, completely lacking the gentlemanly demeanor just now: "Battle Priest, it's actually a Battle Priest! Why hasn't this damn profession died yet?"

With hiss, his scars gradually healed, but a faint scar was left behind.

He gasped desperately, as if this attack had hurt him a lot, the red glow in his eyes became more and more intense, his face was hideous, and he roared in a low voice: "I'm going to fish out your corpse and chop it into pieces!"

His expression suddenly moved, as if he had sensed something, and he jumped onto the side of the ship, and his fierce gaze swept away, and he suddenly let out an angry roar.

Luo Lan was sticking two daggers into the wall of the boat, alternating between them and climbing to the other side, and the injuries on his body seemed to have been almost repaired by the healing technique.

Such a tenacious human being was beyond De Vries's expectations, and it was also his most hated profession, he clearly remembered how he was hunted down by those battle priests six hundred years ago, when he was a small demon bat of low rank, shivering and hiding in the shade of the trees, watching his companions die one by one in the scorching and dazzling blades of light, the powerful combat power of those priests, the dark faces hidden under the hood, made him tremble to this day, and even appear in nightmares from time to time.

His body trembled uncontrollably, and then he roared to the sky, ashamed of his inner cowardice, and his red eyes moved to the human who was turning onto the side of the ship with great speed, and the latter straightened up, and dared to give himself a defiant look.

De Vries was furious and rushed forward, if he still had the element of a game just now, now he has shown his real strength.

Luo Lan jumped off the deck, then hurried to a corner.

De Vries grinned, it was too late to escape. Almost at the same time that Luo Lan disappeared around the corner, he had already stepped there, but there was an empty piece as far as the eye could see, as if the latter had evaporated out of thin air.

He was stunned for a moment, his fierce gaze swept left and right, and sneered: "Although I don't know what method you use, do you think you can dodge it in this way?"

His ears gradually changed shape, the pinna changed from round to sharp, and his senses became sharper than ever.

A faint phantus loomed in his vague mind, and he was surprised to find that this enemy was hiding in front of him and within reach, but he couldn't detect the other party with his eyes, he sneered secretly, and slowly approached the target without showing a look, his steps became cautious.

Luo Lan hid in the Thief's Shadow Technique, hiding in the dark, he had been coldly observing the weaknesses of this terrible opponent, there were no obvious flaws on his body and skull, then, his only remaining attack point was only one place.

He frowned suddenly, and the strange pace of the other party seemed to ......

The dark energy in his body was activated at full speed, grazing De Vries's body at a speed that broke through the limit of his body, and at the same time, there was a dagger that passed through the opponent's throat, but he only cut half of the gap, and his abdomen was as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and he suddenly flew out a few meters away, and he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood unconsciously.

De Vries coldly withdrew his fist, the sharp blade was like a layer of ice and snow on his throat, and blood gushed out at once, but he did not fall, he just stretched out his hand and stroked it a little in the muffled grunt, and the wound healed quickly again.

He slowly turned around, approached Luo Lan step by step, and said coldly: "You actually know how to assassinate?" It seems that I still underestimate you. For a human like you, I have decided not only to destroy your **, but also to tear out your soul and torture it in the abyss. ”

Luo Lan barely supported his limbs, he kept coughing, and from time to time he coughed up some blood, as if he was seriously injured. He knew that De Vries was not joking, the high-level demonic beasts of the abyss could tear out the souls of creatures and play with them, he raised his eyes and looked at this approaching enemy, this high-level demonic beast with almost no flaws on his body, how could he defeat him?

De Vries's gaze looked down, this cunning human was already extremely weak, should I kill him and collect his soul, or torture him while he was still alive?

He only hesitated for a moment before making up his mind, and he decided to kill Luo Lan, because letting the latter make him suffer too much tonight, and he didn't want to try again.

With a sinister laugh, he raised a foot and kicked the other man's waist and abdomen, causing a dull whistling.

However, Luo Lan, who looked half-dead, suddenly leaned up, and De Vries's foot suddenly kicked on the deck, and his body was driven forward by his huge strength.

At the same time, Luo Lan suddenly pulled out a dagger and stabbed it at the sole of De Vries's foot, which was still standing on the ground, until it reached the handle, and immediately nailed it to the deck.

De Vries cursed in his heart, and a thought flashed through his mind: ***, I was fooled again!