The unique sound of cutting flesh and blood.

The sharp blade of the sword pierced through the chest.

The intruder lowered his head, looked at the protruding blade, then turned his head to look at Bol, who was standing behind him with a sword, and even if his expression was hidden by his hood, Delbon could feel the other's trance.

"I said, we're two people."

Derbon said, shrugging.

The expression was full of the intruder's disbelief and reminder of the other party, but the other party just didn't listen to the helplessness.

It's just that such helplessness, no matter how you look at it, is cheap.

Looking at Delbon's expression, an indescribable anger rose in the heart of the intruder.

"Kill you!"

The intruder suddenly roared in anger and pounced on Delbon, regardless of it.

Burst!

The body broke away from the blade, and blood spilled.

But this did not in any way hinder the actions of the intruders.

The sword in his hand was aimed at Delbon and stabbed straight out.

Delbon stepped back and dodged, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

He saw Pol's sword with his own eyes just now, if a normal person goes down with a sword, he would have already died, but the other party suffered such a sword, but it was the same as no one.

There were doubts in his heart, but the words in Delbon's mouth did not mean to stop at all.

"It was the guy who gave you a sword, what are you chasing me for?"

"Do you think I'm a bully?"

"Did my look give you the illusion?"

"You know, I'm an official member of the Clock Tower!"

Delbon's mouth was like a machine gun, spraying a series of words, and his hands were not slow, one by one, the seals, and small props kept being used and thrown out.

A sword grazed Delbon's neck.

Just as the intruder was about to sweep his sword, suddenly a patch of butter appeared under his feet.

The intruder, who was caught off guard, immediately staggered on his feet.

Delbon, on the other hand, threw a lit match.

Call!

Blended by Delbon, the creamier, easier to ignite butter ignited instantly.

Flames scurried up the intruder's cloak.

And Delbon again threw out a few pieces of butter, intensifying such burning.

The intruder, who had been pierced through the chest by a sword before, was still fine in the face of the flames, and after the other party stumbled twice, he stood firm, and then, as if he remembered his mission.

He turned around and rushed towards Jason again.

"Hey, Sun Thief!"

Derbon shouted loudly, and threw a prop in his hand and smashed it on the back of the head.

A topped rotten egg.

Rotten eggs are 'cultivated' by buying fresh eggs from the wet market.

The added material is Daisy's excrement.

The taste is foul and lingers for a long time.

Moreover, it stimulates the rational bottom line of ordinary people.

In fact, this rotten egg is even better than expected.

"Bastard!"

"How dare you go to the great ...... Throw rotten eggs and shit! ”

With almost a roar, the intruder turned and continued to charge towards Delbon.

As an official member of the 'Clock Tower', Delbon uses his own unique fighting style to deal with each other.

Phantoms, visual misalignment.

Feed rotten eggs, from time to time sandwiched a grenade.

Agile footsteps, not at all like the wizard people know.

And the skillful application of the grenade is more like a battle-hardened warrior.

Ease!

"This guy!"

Tyri, who was motioned by Derbon to hide behind her, looked at Delbon in the battle and muttered something in a low voice, but in the end, the words were still not spoken.

She was saved, and she remembered the grace of saving her life.

Born on the street, although she has a bad temper, she will not forget the grace of saving her life.

With a thought in her heart, Tyri refilled the magazine.

She wanted to help.

However, the wave wheel in the distance shouted loudly-

"Go stay with Kemi and Emily."

With just a sword, he observed the solemn faces of the young men around him again.

A fatal sword, but not dead.

It gave him too many associations.

He was amazed at the intruder's immortality.

However, I was relieved to see the heavy bomb that had been stalled in mid-air because the 'ritual' had been disrupted.

If it was really a normal person, how could he risk his life to break into here?

Only the immortal guys, will!

Bolun lowered his head and sniffed the blood-like, but even more fishy, smell on the sword, his mind recalled some of the records in the 'Rivia Notes', and looked at the battle in the field, his face became more and more serious.

Half-dead!

A general term for the transformation of living people into something like 'undead'.

Depending on the strength of the living and the value of the materials consumed for transformation, the strength of the half-dead will also be different.

Weak, an adult with a sword will be able to solve it.

Robust?

It is to make the famous 'mysterious side' people look sideways.

Of course, more importantly, the appearance of a half-dead person often means that a group of half-dead people are around.

After all, a necromancer who makes a half-dead doesn't just make a half-dead.

"Half-dead, be careful."

The wave wheel reminded Delbon.

Derbon was shocked.

What the half-dead were, as a full member of the 'clock tower', he knew.

What's more, he also knew that there was a man in Cherry City who was very good at making the undead.

Del Luce!

A man who has been called a mentor by many who study black magic.

Could it be that the other party was also bought by that traitor?

When Derbon thought of this, his heart couldn't help but sink.

Characters like Delleuce can be bought, and how many people are involved in the 'mysterious side'?

Thinking of this, Delbon began to fight the enemy in earnest.

He had to find a way to end the fight as soon as possible.

The next moment, more stuffed rotten eggs and grenades appeared in his hands again.

Boom Boom!

The explosion became louder and louder, but Bolun didn't pay attention to that, he directly put away the steel sword, and then pulled out the silver sword that he had paid a high price for.

Holding the silver sword in his right hand, he took out a bottle of 'sword oil' that had just been prepared from the bag at his waist with his left hand, and after applying it to the blade very skillfully, Bolun drew a magic seal with his left hand.

The invisible, binding-binding [Kyafa Seal] was imprinted on the car behind him.

Bolun wasn't sure if he would be able to protect the car behind him during the battle for a while, but at the moment, he needed to try to keep the three people in the car safe.

Roar, roar!

In a low, beast-like roar, dark shadows appeared around.

Some of the intruders had stiff faces, staggered steps, and their skin pale in the moonlight.

Others were on all fours, roaring with their mouths open, looking like wild beasts.

But one thing is the same.

They, no, they all stared at the three ladies in the car with cloudy eyes.

In their rotten brains.

Three ladies, representing food.

And the wave wheels that stand between them and the food?

Shred it!

Roar!

With a roar, these undead, who were obviously just low-grade products, rushed towards the wave wheel.

In an instant, the wave wheel was submerged.

"Wave wheel!"

Emily, who was climbing on the window, shouted.

Kemi and Tyri's clenched weapons were covered with sweat in their palms.

They unconsciously approached Emily, hoping that this would give Emily some comfort.

"Wave wheel!"

Emily shouted again.

She picked up the shotgun she had in her hand and was about to rush down, but she was held tightly by Kemi and Tyri.

"Let go of me."

Emily struggled.

"Calm down."

"The wave wheel will be fine."

"He's not a reckless man."

Kemi whispered to the comforter, and a smile began to appear in his eyes as he looked out the window.

Flame!

The rising flames, tumbling and sweeping through the half-dead who rushed in, were like a flamethrower.

Flames erupted from the hands of the wave wheel.

【Seal of Gnay's Fay】!

The Hunter's sigil manifests differently depending on the user's talent.

There is no doubt that the talent of the wave wheel is excellent.

Like his swordsmanship.

Under the moonlight, the flames stopped slightly, the wave wheel was light, and the silver sword in his hand reflected the moonlight, when he began to dance this silver sword, it was like the moonlight blooming in his hand, bringing up one moon arc after another, each moon arc was as if it had been carefully calculated, no more, no less, just piercing and cutting the core of the undead.

An inexplicable sense of elegance appeared on the body of the wave wheel on the battlefield.

Even blood-stained killings could not cost such grace the slightest.

He looked like a rumored elf, his face unchanged in the face of the swarming half-dead, and his voice was full of indifference that put everything out of control.

"The steel sword kills the evil, and the silver sword kills the evil."

It's like the opening of a spell.

The silver sword, coated with sword oil, bloomed with a faint white fluorescence.

The white fluorescence was very faint, but the half-dead who rushed in were stunned.

Call!

Flames erupted again.

The half-dead were suddenly submerged.

Without hesitation, the wave wheel passed through the remnants of the flames and rushed into the half-dead, brandishing the silver sword in his hand again.

At this moment, there was only one thought in his heart.

Kill these monsters!

Then, Emily was safe.

More?

Without.

Emily's eyes were fixed on the Wave Wheel, and the heart that seemed to be torn apart just now made her understand more and more what her feelings for the Wave Wheel were.

She stroked the shotgun.

I silently made up my mind.

Once!

Only this time it was the wave wheel fighting alone!

Next!

She's going to fight alongside him!

Tyri looked at the wave wheel that was 'dancing' in the battlefield, and then at Delbon, who was fighting the more powerful half-dead, and couldn't help but purse her lips.

In comparison, it is as elegant as the wave wheel of the noble son.

Derbon is like a street scoundrel.

This made Tyri a little uncomfortable.

As for why it's uncomfortable?

She didn't know either.

She always felt that it shouldn't be like this.

Delbon shouldn't be like that.

Should, ......

She couldn't say what she wanted.

Sitting in the car, Tyri, holding a pistol, couldn't help but be silent.

Kemi's gaze was straight at Jason.

Looking at the back of Jason, who was straight and threw fireballs with both hands, she always felt very relieved.

Even when surrounded by half-dead people.

Even with several heavy bombs hanging in mid-air.

But, she was relieved.

With Jason here, she'll be fine.

She believed so.

It's just that Kemi, who just saw Jason's back, didn't see Jason's frown at this moment.

A mountain of pressure came over him.

Although it is not a restraint in the true sense, he can still move, but Jason can sense that every step he takes is extremely difficult, and the power consumed is several times, or even ten times more than usual.

However, these are not the real reasons for Jason's frown.

The reason why he frowned was because what was in front of him was not completely aimed at him!

The guy who arranged all this must be for the 'Kirin Main Ship'!

He can be incidental.

It can also be primary.

It would be great if he could be killed here.

And if not?

Then force the old general to dispatch the 'Kirin Main Ship' to rescue him.

It's just that......

The scene in front of you, do you need to dispatch the 'Kirin main ship'?

Although he was surprised by the appearance of heavy bombers and the participation of people on the 'mysterious side', he was only a few heavy bombers and some people on the mysterious side, and he thought that he could not really force out the 'Kirin main ship'.

So!

The other party's real killer move is still to come!

Thinking of this, Jason threw fireballs at a faster speed.

Since the opponent's killing move is behind.

He doesn't have any more time to spend here.

Basketball-sized fireballs flew up in pieces.

Bang, bang!

After the collision again and again, the invisible force field constructed by the 'ritual' began to shake.

When cracked lines appeared, the invisible force field was directly shattered.

Heavy bombs that had stalled in mid-air began to fall, colliding with the fireball Jason thrown.

Rumble!

Boom Boom!

After one heavy bomb was detonated, all the remaining bombs were detonated.

The sound of a loud explosion completely shattered the silence of the night in Cherry City.

The firelight illuminates the night sky.

The people who were awakened, they looked up at the flames burning in the night sky, stunned, frightened, and overwhelmed.

Among these people are both ordinary people and 'mysterious' people.

The latter reacts faster than the former.

Without any hesitation, a considerable number of the latter began to retreat.

They're leaving Cherry City for a while.

The remaining part quickly picked up their equipment and props and began to rush in the direction of the explosion.

Del Luse leaned back on a soft and luxurious sofa, watching this scene through the surveillance video of Cherry City, his face did not change in the slightest, and his eyes were even calmer.

All this was expected by him.

"Master, do you need anything?"

"I've got the best wine here."

"Of course, there are others."

A middle-aged man with a smile on his face, meticulously groomed hair, wearing a vest and a white shirt, asked.

"Red wine."

Delleuce replied.

The voice is cold, making people unconsciously feel cold.

Coupled with that expressionless face, it always makes people feel that this is a bad person.

"Okay."

However, the owner of the house did not mind.

It was because Delleuce was the bad guy that they were able to sit together.

The wine, which had already been awakened, was poured into the glass, and the owner of the house took the glass, one of his own, and one of which he handed to Del Luce.

"Master, please."

The owner of the house smiled and raised his glass.

Delleuce poured the wine from the glass directly into his mouth.

There was no surprise to the owner of the house who was shaking the wine glass, it was not the first time that the two sides had met, and he knew enough about Delluse that he could even guess what Delluse would say next.

"Where's my stuff?"

"According to the agreement, it should be given to me."

Listening to Del Leuce's unexpected words, the owner of the house twisted up his wine glass, sniffed it gently, and then replied with a brighter smile: "Of course, I never break the agreement, but ...... Master Del Luce, don't you want to see my plans for the second half? ”

The owner of the house lengthened his tone and pointed to the night sky outside the window with an empty hand.

After the explosion, tumbling flames began to fall.

But the night sky did not calm down.

After the crimson flames dimmed, a blinding white began to appear.

It's huge.

And, abruptly, it appeared there.

No one found out how it came about.

I just know, it looks a little like a-

Crucifix!

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