There was a constant rustling sound in the black mist, composed of mist, and monsters that looked like human heads shook in it.

The black chains that exuded a cold aura also slowly slid in the mist, connecting a tall black shadow.

The monsters formed by these resentments were quite cautious, and vicious eyes stared at the retreating Wren and Susanna.

They hesitated for a moment before they began to approach them.

The wind was gusting, the fog was misty, and the twisted smoke-like heads were close at hand, which could scare an ordinary adult crazy.

"Drink~"

A thunderous roar echoed, and the thing in the black mist did not move further, as if it had received some signal, but only surrounded Wren and Susanna.

The shaking of the chains became more and more obvious, the sound was sonorous and deafening, making people's blood churn, and a black shadow that was two meters tall and had long hair scattered gradually approached.

He wore a quaint gilt mask that blocked the part below his nose, and his body was wrapped in dark iron chains with dark blue flames dancing from them.

"Whew~"

A dull exhalation sounded, as if black gas was coming from his mouth and nose, and his scarlet eyes were fixed on Wren and them.

Gazing at this terrible gaze, Susanna's face turned pale and covered as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, and her ears seemed to echo the wails of countless people before death, and their faces of pain and despair came before her eyes.

Her brow furrowed, her expression began to become a little painful, and she couldn't help but recall the scene when she saw her boyfriend's corpse.

The messy black hair, the bloodstained pale cheeks, and the bloody hole in her forehead after being shot were so dazzling that Susanna's spirit gradually became trance.

Anger, pain, confusion, and helplessness weave together, and the dark side of her heart gradually expands, as if it is about to drown her.

"What about the Headless Horseman, Susanna, why does he have a head?"

A slightly flirtatious voice suddenly appeared, with a bit of ridicule in her leisurely tone, and Suzanne was excited and came back to her senses.

"Beauty, talking, scared silly?" Wren pulled out his long knife, and the surging aura of the stars came out of his body, forming a small whirlwind around his body, and a little silver light illuminated the surrounding corners.

He spoke out on purpose, and as soon as the Headless Horseman first appeared, it seemed that his mind was covered with dust, and a shadow was shrouded in his heart, and negative emotions surged, and he naturally needed to break this influence.

Susanna, who was a little relieved, couldn't help but take a few steps closer to Wren, standing behind him with the drunk on her back, her mind a little unsteady under the influence of the dark aura of the spell spirit.

The little fluorescence on Wren's body dispelled the black fog of several meters around her, and only here could give her some sense of security.

Suzanne realized something and took the initiative to speak: "The rumors are not credible, I once hunted down a bandit named Hei Mazi, and it took a lot of effort to catch him.

But the man's skin was white, and there was not a pockmark on his face! ”

"Sure enough, it's like there's no wife in the wife's cake, it's all a routine!"

After complaining, Wren clenched the handle of the knife with his right hand, calmed down, and dispelled the negative emotions in his heart.

"Tom~"

Several heavy footsteps echoed in the black mist, and with the sound of chains sliding, the burly and tall figure of the Headless Horseman had appeared not far away.

At the level of the fourth-order [Spell Spirit], in a single thought, the spirit body can already be transformed into an entity.

His red-hot eyes were bloodshot, staring at the two of them deadly, like a ghost, full of oppression.

The cold breath seemed to come from the Nine Shadows, Wren took a deep breath, and said loudly: "Brother Knight, we have no grievances in the long days and no enemies in the near future, why bother us, how about going on one side of the road towards the sky?" ”

The Headless Horseman was unmoved, silent, and could not see the expression under his iron mask.

However, he didn't come closer, just stared at the two of them.

Wren put his left hand on his back, gestured to Susanna, and continued to beep: "Brother knight, I know that you have always been principled. The noble and proud discipline is not in the same stream as other ghosts!

In this way, I know that my brother is angry with the Kangao people, and I will soon go to trouble them, it is my own people, and when the time comes, I will take a few of their heads and set up a case, how about a target together? ”

The tall Headless Horseman didn't react, his scarlet eyes were fixed on Wren, and he didn't act, just watched.

"It's useless, he can't seem to communicate." The tacit understanding was not enough, Suzanne did not understand his gestures, and reminded loudly.

Wren glanced at her, and secretly cursed a pig teammate in his heart, nonsense, do you think I care if he can communicate.

I can't beat the mouth cannon, I can beat him earlier!

Looking at Wren with a constipated face, Suzanne misunderstood something.

She stomped her foot, put down the drunk man on her back, took out the Force pistol, and said hatefully: "What are you afraid of, you will still be a good man in twenty years!" ”

You say it lightly, it's better to die than to live.

With a sigh, Wren looked sad and his voice was desolate: "There is no way, I can only fight!"

Brother Knight, I appreciate your style of daring to love and hate, I really don't want to fight with you......"

'Soul Breaker - Blood Slash!' ’

In the middle of his words, Wren suddenly raised his knife, and the cold light of Heiyao's steel blade overflowed.

With a strong swing, a blue sword nearly twenty meters long slashed straight out!

Susanna's expression was stunned, and the Headless Horseman didn't seem to expect that the "rambling" kid in front of him would turn his face instantly.

"Huh!"

The sword was like a bamboo, plowing a crack in the ground, blowing away the black mist and flying towards the Headless Horseman.

The sound of chains swaying, black mist surging, and red light flashed in his eyes, and the Headless Horseman raised his right hand, which was wrapped in chains.

"Boom! Click! ”

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and the knife slashed at the iron chain in his palm, splashing sparks, and the headless horseman clenched his fingers and pinched the blue knife into two!

One of the hallmarks of a master-level transcendent is that psionic energy can be materialized, and the psionic chains on the headless horsemen who have reached the fourth order are even stronger than real iron chains.

"Chong, let's fight him!"

At the same time, Wren roared angrily, Suzanne gritted her teeth, pulled out the silver-white scimitar in her red leather jacket with her right hand, and prepared to go up desperately.

"Huh!"

Wren turned around coldly and slashed out a knife, breaking through the black mist behind her, and then grabbed her left hand and ran wildly!

As for the drunk man lying on the ground, the other party is already unconscious, and he is completely a burden, so ask for more blessings.

He himself is hard to protect, but he is not in the mood to save someone he doesn't know.

Suzanne looked confused, and was pulled away by Wren, she subconsciously blurted out: "Aren't you going to fight?" ”

"Silly, do you have a brain pump? People are at least in the fourth order, what do you use to fight, roar? Wren scolded.

The spirit body has no body, and its defense is weaker than that of normal master-level transcendents, but the knife just now only cut a few chains on the hands of the Headless Horseman.

He once faced Jones and Steve with a Marquis of the Blood Clan of the Remar Clan, and the Headless Horseman gave him a sense of oppression even more than that Marquis of the Blood Clan!

At least it is also the fourth order, or even the fourth order, this level of opponent is not something he can deal with now.

Besides, people have been rampant on the Pugni Plain for hundreds of years, and they must have encountered fourth-order transcendents, and they are still alive and well, maybe there is still a bit of a means to press the bottom of the box.

Looking at Wren, who was shouting and charging, turned his head and ran away, the Headless Horseman was slightly stunned, and seemed to be a little unresponsive.

Scarlet's gaze swept over the drunk man on the ground, and he ignored it.

Under normal circumstances, the Headless Horseman does not attack foreigners, and Wren also wonders why the other party is targeting them.

After hesitating for a moment, the figure of the Headless Horsemann gradually faded, turning into a black light and chasing after him.

Originally, he was just attracted by the aura of that second-order demon, after all, the demon was a half-spirit, a bit similar to a resentful spirit.

But then he saw a familiar object in the young man, and it was hers......