The blade stopped in front of him, the tip already slicing through the skin, but Esshu felt the momentum of its downward stab being stopped by the wielder, but it did not rise immediately, but only wandered between the two dilemmas. "Kill him!" Teresa whispered, the corners of her eyes twitching menacingly, then she shook her head slowly but surely. The rising sun, the tundra, the sea of blood, completely different emotions turned into chaotic images on her delicate face, but none of them could really gain the upper hand. At this time, Teresa suppressed Eshu's arm and slackened, and Eshu immediately rolled to open the distance, allowing the black key to open a long hole in his face. He held his cane and half-knelt on the ground, slapped his palm on his lower abdomen, and forced out the accumulated river water in his stomach. Eshu wiped his face and looked warily at Teresa in the river.

Teresa seemed completely unaware that Essho was gone. The black key froze in mid-air, and only after a moment slammed into the hard dirt, leaving only the hilt exposed. Teresa was stunned for a moment, then pulled out the black key and threw it at Essho. Estheu had been keeping an eye on Teresa's movements, and raised his cane in time to block. He deliberately let the cane hit the blade of the black key, but the texture that was no different from wood actually resisted the cutting of the metal, and the two collided with a muffled sound that was not gold or wood, and the black key was shaken aside. Eshu glanced at the cane, which left no traces.

Teresa misses the blow, and tries to climb ashore, but her body is pushed aside by a huge ice floe. Estheu took the opportunity to step forward, stepping on the black key and preemptively holding the handle in her hand before Teresa could retract it. He tugged hard, and Teresa held him for a moment. As the two of them gradually poured their strength, the silk thread of unknown material began to slowly stretch, stretching more and more tightly, but it did not break after all, but the bracer on Teresa's hand clicked and shattered first, and the mechanism inside was torn apart. The tremendous inertia pushed Esher and Teresa down at the same time. By the time Eshu got up, Teresa had lost her figure on the river. Without hesitation, Eshua chased to the shore. He saw a slender fish-like shadow under the surface of the water hidden between the ice floe, rapidly moving towards the opposite shore. Teresa ran up the river bank to the snowfield, seemingly realizing that she was defenseless, so she didn't hesitate to choose to distance herself.

Eshu flicked the black keys, and quickly became familiar with the feel of the weapon. He lifted it up to aim at Teresa, but just as he was about to get out of his hand, Eshu hesitated for a few seconds before grabbing a fragment of ice floe from the water and throwing it at Teresa. Teresa heard the wind behind her and immediately turned around and held the ice chip in the palm of her hand, when the black snake's fangs pierced her calf, and Teresa fell into the snow. Esher let out a long breath, he had almost given Teresa the advantage he had fought so hard to gain. If the Sisters of Hell were to get the Black Key back and keep a distance, she would probably have a few ways to kill Eshu with one blow across the river.

Eshu crossed the river and slowly walked to Teresa's side. Teresa was face down motionless. But Eshua did not let his guard down, and he couldn't be too cautious in the face of a super-first-class martial artist. Sure enough, when he leaned down to check, Teresa immediately rolled over, grabbed a puff of snow with her left hand and sprinkled it on Eshy's face, then raised two fingers and stabbed him in the eyes, and with her right hand, pulled out the black key on her leg and stabbed Eshu. But Essho pulled back the moment she moved, and her cane slammed into the back of Teresa's right hand, interrupting her movements. However, his attention was all on Teresa, ignoring the riverbank behind him, and he did not step on the ground with too much force, but fell back into the water. Teresa limped into the river with the black keys, fighting with Eshy. She fought like an outlaw, the black keys becoming slender daggers in her hands, and the cold glow only flashed around Esthe's vital points. But then the cold light was crushed by even greater violence, and Eshua was already breathing as he got up, and the air gathered around him, and tiny vortices appeared on the surface of the river. Teresa was easily grabbed by him, and her arms were pressed to the shore.

Teresa writhed unwillingly as the cold water washed over their bodies, and she struggled so hard that it was impossible to break free, but enough to break her own joints. Eshy leaned close to her face and whispered, "Kea is still in Poynbru." ”

Teresa stopped struggling, and Essho felt the other man's body soften, no longer trying to break free. She took a deep breath and gasped violently, as if she had just woken up from a long-lasting nightmare. "Alright, let me go." There was a deep exhaustion in her voice.

"Name your full identity." Eshu stared at her.

"Theresa Elfwan, the super-first-class warrior 'Sister of Hell' in Sarion, the eldest daughter of the Elfwan family, the head of the Blackwing Sister of the Inquisition, and the sister of Kia Elfwan, is now your defeated man." Teresa said coldly. She let go of her hand and let the black key sink to the bottom of the river. "Is that enough?"

Essho finally let go of her hand, and Teresa stood up on the riverbank, covering her forehead in exhaustion. "How far are we from Boimbul?" She asked.

"If you leave now, you should be able to reach the south gate of Poimbru before dawn." Eshy replied, observing Teresa's expression. The nuns of hell in this state have fallen silent, but they are still dangerous—perhaps danger is the norm for Teresa, and beneath that tundra lurks volcanic clusters. "How much do you remember from before?" He asked tentatively.

"No one else will be left with any impression of what happens in a time that doesn't belong to them, but I'm different," Teresa turned her head to look at Esher quietly, "I remember everything. ”

"Others?"

"It was the nuns of hell who hunted you down, it was Teresa who mistook you for Griff, and I'm the one who is talking to you now."

"Who are you?"

"Who am I?" Teresa paused, "I am Teresa Elfwan, the super-first-class martial artist 'Sister of Hell' in Sarion, the eldest daughter of the Elfwan family, the head of the Blackwing Nun of the Inquisition, and the sister of Kia Elfwan, and now I am your defeated man. She mechanically repeated her previous answer.

Estheu knew that this was the end of the conversation between them. He climbed ashore and felt the unprecedented cold. After the blood of the fight cooled down, the water on his body began to suck away at his body temperature. Teresa's condition was no better than that of Aexiu, her lips were already blue from the cold, but she bit silently when she saw Aexiu's gaze turned. Estheu reached out to hold her, but was slapped away. "I can walk, just lead the way." She barely stood up, the water condensing into falling icicles on her leather armor.

At this moment, the bodies of the two froze, and they looked at each other for a moment, and then looked upstream in unison. A huge snow wolf was quietly watching Esher and Teresa. Its body was as majestic as a small hill, every muscle was full and bulging, and its fur was a crystal blue in the moonlight. It's just a beast, but the corners of its mouth have an extremely human smile. Eshu felt the vines around his wrist tighten, and the staff vibrated as if it were roaring.

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