On the English Channel, on a small island leased by the British government for a hundred years.

The old butler of the horse farm named Thomas left his warm bed, casually put on a cashmere coat and walked out of the residence, he always heard a hiss tonight, so he thought about going to the stable in the horse farm to see if something was wrong, after all, the patriarch Marcus handed over the responsibility of taking care of this horse farm that was making money every day, and said that he was one of the few people he trusted in the family, and it was not safe to hand it over to others, so he had to do his best to live up to the patriarch's expectations.

But in fact, Marcus just thought that Thomas, who had been shot for himself and saved his life, was old, and if he continued to act as his right-hand man and did some dangerous work, it would be easy to be seriously injured or disabled, or even lose his life, so he gave this old man this easy task, and one-tenth of the profits of the horse farm were taken as his remuneration, so that he could lie on the pile of money and enjoy his old age in peace.

Marcus also thought that if his hegemony succeeded, and Thomas, the old man who had worked hard with him for many years and worked hard, also wanted a piece of the pie, then he wouldn't mind being on an equal footing with him and sharing the world.

It is actually difficult to judge whether a person is good or bad, there is a good saying, if there is a person, even if the whole world sees him as a bad person, if that person is good to you, then you have to think of him as good.

Inside the labyrinthine stables, the neighing became clearer and clearer.

A cold night breeze blows, and if you don't pay attention, you will catch a cold.

Thomas, who was old, tightened his cashmere coat, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and this special neigh, which was slightly playful and delicate, was obviously made by the white horse named "Pegasus" by Miss Lucy, and I don't know what was wrong with it today and called Spring in the middle of the night, perhaps because Miss Lucy had not come to play with it for a long time, and it had been rejected by the other people in the stable.

Thomas shook his flashlight and found the stable where Pegasus was, "All right, don't be lonely in the middle of the night. Have a good sleep, man."

Thomas tried to persuade the Pegasi to stop, but the other party was so strong that his body began to jump up and down, and the horse's hooves stomped heavily on the ground, constantly trying to break free from the shackles in the stable, causing the horses in the whole stable to be woken up, and the noise came and went, and finally rolled like the sea.

Thomas glared at each other angrily, rolled up his sleeves and wanted to teach this guy a good lesson, after all, he was still old and strong, and he still had the ability to deal with a horse.

With a "bang", Pegasus rushed out of the stable, startling Thomas off guard and falling his ass to the ground.

Pegasus raised his two front hooves high at Thomas, who hurriedly shielded his eyes with his arms to prevent his head from being trampled off.

"Boom" Pegasus stomped on the ground, then turned and walked out of the stable.

Thomas waited for a moment, wondering why he hadn't felt the pain yet, so he lowered his raised arms and looked out.

Under the bright moonlight, snow-white horses have wings on their backs.

It has a sense in its heart, and the owner is in trouble.

The Pegasus sprinted some distance across the ground, its pure white mane fluttering in the cold night wind, and it flew straight away, quickly disappearing into the night.

"What the fuck..." Thomas came out of the stable, rubbing his eyes vigorously.

The Pegasus turned out to be a "Pegasus".

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Windsor quickly escaped from Carisbrook Castle, and the first thing she did after escaping was not to return to the Knights of the Cross to explain what she had seen to her companions, but to ask for emergency support from the leader of the organization in the headset, Boss B, who sacrificed herself to attract firepower, but Lucy was facing the pursuit of more than a thousand people!

"Don't die!" Windsor looked at the fires that kept burning in the west, and her heart was full of anxiety.

Lucy didn't just choose the direction she wanted, she came here tonight by train from London to Portsmouth, because she had parked Riva's yacht in Portsmouth before she sailed the yacht ashore from the west side of the Isle of Wight, so Lucy was now fleeing frantically to the west.

She was initially followed by a dense crowd and a hail of bullets, but soon, many of her pursuers were left far behind by her incredible speed, and only a few dozen "people" could still hold on to her pursuit.

Even though the night is dark, Lucy, who is of B+ blood, can still see some clues through her excellent eyesight, and the dozens of guys who are now chasing her are not people, but dozens of apostles with sheep's horns, no, it would be more appropriate to say that they are half-apostles.

Marcus was among them, and his current form was also very strange, with the head of an antelope, a human body, a deer-like lower body, feet of goat's hooves, and a scorpion's tail, and a faint green flame burning at the tip of the poison hook.

For the sake of his own ambition and hegemony, Marcus is not even a good person.

Marcus led dozens of serum-injected subordinates who were now awakened as "super soldiers" to chase after Lucy, and there was a figure that Lucy was more familiar with, but it was completely under Marcus's mind control.

Lucy sprang desperately on the island's car-bound two-way roads, showing no signs of slowing down, even after stepping off the paved avenues and over hillsides and rivers.

“Damn it. Did she inject any serum? Marcus secretly complained in his heart, this niece of his is really hidden.

Dozens of monsters chased a young girl in this way, as if they were going to chase to the edge of the cape, and finally they did chase a place divided into three tiers and resembling a cliff - Nieders, also known as "Obelisk", are three large chalk stones in the westernmost sea of the Isle of Wight, about thirty meters above the water, and there are many oak trees growing in the north.

"Let's see where you're going." Marcus's voice was deep and deep as his body changed, like a demon's whisper.

In front of Lucy was a dead end, an endless sea, and she turned away, her expression very calm.

“To be honest, I don't want to hurt ordinary people or be surrounded by too many enemies. Well, now it's just the right number, and you're not human (to be honest, I don't want to hurt ordinary people, and I don't want to be surrounded by too many enemies, well, that's just the right number right now, and none of them are human)." Lucy crossed her fingers, straightened her arms, moved her arm joints, and then released her fingers, bent her arms to open them to the sides, and moved her shoulder joints, looking ready to go.

Marcus' eyelids jumped, "Dead to death, hard to talk."

Several claw monsters pounced on Lucy, Lucy also rushed forward, her hands were propped up on the ground, her body spun and jumped high, and after landing, she still had her back to the claw monster that rushed towards her, and then jumped up again with both feet, making a perfect "empty cross", jumping over those claw monsters that rushed towards her, and came directly behind Marcus, who was slightly distracted.

Marcus stood stunned in place, speechless for a while, why did he disappear in front of his eyes in the blink of an eye?

Lucy's waist exerted force, her body twisted, and a whip kick hit the back of Marcus's head, even if the latter counterattacked with instinctive quick reaction and muscle memory, he was kicked more than ten meters away, his body staggered, and he shook his head vigorously.

Lucy stretched out her right hand towards the dazed Marcus, palm facing up, four fingers bent, extremely defiant.

"Roar!" Marcus roared, his body hunched and lunged towards Lucy, two sharp horns glittering in the moonlight.

Lucy pressed her hands against the two horns on Marcus's head, dodging the tail spike with a dark green flame on his tail, and slammed her knee into the face.

Marcus was pushed backwards again, and the other claw monsters attacked, some slamming into Lucy, while others were shooting a barrage of bullets from their guns.

On this obelisk, bursts of gunfire and light burst out.

Lucy raised her left foot high, smashed a stumbling horn monster with her heel, smashed it in place, and her body went with the trend, holding the ground with one hand, and stepping on the ground with the other foot to exert force together, using the instep of the first foot to kick the dizzy horn monster, directly stunting it, Lucy's body was in the air to turn around to dodge several bullets that came in, and after landing, he used several series of kicking the moon to turn through and penetrate, and kicked those horn monsters so that they couldn't get close at all during the body dodge.

After a few minutes, Lucy stopped doing the somersault and switched to gossip swimming, all with murderous moves.

Marcus gritted his teeth, and the flames in his eyes erupted.

"Go, George (give it to me, George)!"

Marcus gave the order, and a relatively thin sheep-horned monster flew towards Lucy, who noticeably froze for a moment after hearing the word "George".

George opened his mouth wide and bit Lucy's right arm, blood pouring down.

"Damn!" Lucy saw the other party's appearance clearly by the moonlight, although it was a sheep's head, but from the analysis of the eyes, it was guessed that it was really the little boy wearing a beret, not Marcus who made it up in order to divert his attention, so the anger in his heart added a little sadness.

There was a heart-rending pain in her arm, and Lucy felt that a large piece of flesh on her arm had been bitten off by George, but the other party still had no intention of stopping.

With a "bang", Lucy made a knife in her left hand, piercing poor George's heart.

George quickly stopped his movements, and seemed to return to the light, the light in his eyes no longer with ferocity, and returned to softness.

George coughed up a large mouthful of blood, and the corners of his mouth were stained with blood.

“Miss Lucy, I really didn't steal your backpack. It's not me." George cried and coughed up blood, and his heart quickly stopped beating.

The young boy named George, who had a tragic background, finally explained his innocence to Lucy, but at the cost of death.

Lucy looked up.

Under the moonlight, Lucy's face was full of tears, and her blonde hair was glued to her snow-white cheeks.

With a bang, Marcus snatched the Browning pistol of a claw monster next to him and hit Lucy in the shoulder.

A streak of blood drew a graceful arc in the air.

"Die die die!" Marcus, who had turned into an antelope-headed demon, screamed wildly and kept shooting at Lucy.

"Bang Bang Bang"···

After several more shots, Lucy was beaten backwards and neared the edge of the obelisk, and pools of bright red blood appeared on the ground.

Lucy's vision blurred as she fell backwards and fell off a cliff...