"The injuries are back again, what a troublesome alien."

Scripps muttered again at the blood-soaked dawn, and his tone was full of displeasure. In fact, he is still very envious of the alien, that is, the player, and this ability to recover from injuries in an instant is what he Scripps, and he can look at it.

"One bite at a time, I'll see what you can do with me, an alien!"

Dawn didn't bother to explain to him, there was someone to help last time, but he didn't dare to guarantee the next time. Because if that person hadn't made a timely move, then Dawn would have died.

"What a big breath, you aliens are indeed arrogant, but in the end, you didn't obediently surrender to me?"

Scripps looked like he was sure of victory, and the aliens he had seen were players, so many that he couldn't count how many he had.

But, without exception, those so-called aliens, so-called players, without exception, chose to be driven by his Scripps in the end.

So, in the face of an alien like Dawn, Scripps has some absolute confidence. It's not so much confidence as arrogance, at least when he looks at the dawn, he has a lofty posture.

"Little ant, you run."

Scripps laughed and mocked, and Dawn's hasty escape made Scripps laugh.

"It's ugly, little bug."

Scripps' eyes grew cold, and he knew his time was running out. So he Scripps made up his mind that he wasn't going to play with Dawn anymore.

"Let me end your life, worm, run, hahahahaha......"

Scripps laughed, "Because wait a minute, you won't even be able to escape." ”

"Laugh, the happier you laugh, the better, this person is simply sick in the brain, so he dares to call himself a big boss."

Dawn pursed his lips, still moving quickly, and he especially wished that Scripps was still laughing at him, as it was also an important part of his delaying tactics. The longer the enemy delays, the better his chances.

"How long is it going to be!"

Dawn couldn't help but be a little angry, and almost had the urge to scold, because for the current dawn, it is not wrong to describe it as a year.

"Can you hurry up, hurry, just hurry up."

Beads of sweat were already the size of beans on Dawn's head, and he was now anxious, and Scripps was still looking at him with a wicked smile. In fact, he didn't have any idea about Scripps' attack. He didn't know that if Scripps used a strong damage skill, it might really kill him.

Anyway, almost every time the damage hit on him is able to empty his HP. Hundreds of HP may seem like a lot, but in fact it's not worth mentioning. It is more appropriate to describe it as a glacier kick, because under tens of thousands of injuries at every turn, a few hundred health points really seem to be pitiful.

"Die, you should thank me for allowing you to live so long, and now that my patience is finally gone, you should be ready to meet death."

Scripps laughed, the chains in his hands dancing. In the continuous flashing, the friction sound in the air "grinned", and in a short time, green light flashed on the chain track. Full of danger, Dawn couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart when he saw it.

"Are you coming again?"

Dawn's heart had sunk to the bottom, he had lost track of time, he didn't know how long it would take for Scripps to disappear.

"Will you be able to make it to that point?"

Dawn stared at Scripps intently, knowing that even a small distraction could kill him.

Therefore, Dawn is very nervous and cautious at this time, always paying attention to Scripps' every move, and facing the danger that comes at any time.

"It's now!"

Finally, when Dawn ran around Scripps for an unknown number of laps, Scripps suddenly attacked, and he had found the best angle to kill Dawn with one blow.

"Chains of Annihilation!"

The huge black chain made a "bang-la-la" sound, bringing out a series of winds, rushing towards the foothold of dawn like tearing through space.

And the footsteps are in the air, and the dawn is inevitable.

"Poof!"

The chains entered Dawn's body once more. The sound of iron churning inside him was heard very clearly by Dawn at close range. Under the severe pain, Dawn couldn't help but scream.

"Damn, this damn boss!"

Dawn complained again, without waiting for him to think about it, or for him to do something.

A huge pull carried his flesh and flew backwards.

"Pain~~"

Dawn screamed, heart-rending pain that he almost forgot to breathe. Still, the sound of Scripps pulling the chains continued.

Bursts of piercing pain kept coming, and Dawn couldn't do anything at this point, because the pain had made him forget everything.

"Brother!"

Pamela shouted from the sidelines, how she wanted to go up and help Dawn out of danger. Even if her strength was insignificant, and she didn't even have the qualifications to make Scripps look at her, she still wanted to step forward and share the pain for Dawn.

However, at this time, Pamela could not do anything, she was firmly controlled by Scripps, and could only stare blankly at the dawn that was constantly being pulled.

Large strands of blood flowed from Dawn's belly, pulled far away across the parched land. After a while, the grass and the land were full of stones.

In short, as long as Dawn's body was pulled to the place where it was, there was no doubt that there was a long trail of blood.

The blood stains looked extremely terrifying, and it was almost sad for the listener to cry. Still, the pain of dawn continued.

"Let me know you, despicable guardian, can you protect yourself?"

Scripps shouted, "So why are you guarding others, your existence...... No, your existence is superfluous and unnecessary, so give me a few hours and disappear completely. ”

Scripps laughed maniacally, as if in the next second, he could see Dawn wagging his tail at his feet, begging for mercy.

"Sleeping Stick!"

A dark figure reappeared, and at this time he appeared in a position not elsewhere, behind Scripps, and this time, Dawn saw it more clearly.

Even, Dawn could see the name of his game.

Scripps was restrained and fell into a deep sleep, by which time the pull of the chains had stopped, and the pain of dawn, though still continuing, was not as severe as before.