Chapter 37: The Wind Weeper
"I'm sorry, I ruined your magical messenger."
Buffy Arce nodded noncommittally, no apologetic expression on her stiff face, and she stretched out her right hand and pulled the brim of her hat lower.
Shadows obscured her turquoise eyes.
However, Leandra knew that those eyes were not that color when she was angry.
Although the appearance of the Wind Weeper brought back unpleasant memories of her past, Arce's presence here was the best news compared to seeing an unknown Assassin.
Leandra let out a sigh, "Since you're here, that means that there are indeed survivors in Itnair's Priesthood Mission?" ”
"I'm sorry, I can't answer you." Arce said quietly, "I'm looking for them too, my mission, if there really are survivors." ”
"Phew, the devil believes it." The Light Seeker spat on the ground, and the Weeper's dead face-like expression and attitude made her extremely unhappy, "Don't say that you didn't kill the demon worm in the woods on the eastern outskirts of Kesaibella.
There are traces of the activities of many people, don't you just save passers-by?
And there happened to be a low-level magician and two warriors who could use swordsmanship among the passers-by. “
Leandra raised her face and folded her hands in a huff, looked at her with a domineering look, and smiled contemptuously, "The wounds on the demon can't fool people. ”
In Arce, the Weeper, was expressionless in his face, "The truth is as you say, the one who invokes the light. ”
“……”
Leandra suddenly felt that she was a fool for wasting her time talking to this wood.
"And what about you destroying our magical messengers?" There was anger in her eyes, "Don't say it, it's just for fun!" ”
"Indeed, Invoker." In order to match her words, Arce's brow twitched slightly and blinked.
“……”
Leandra was so angry that her chest was depressed, and she held her forehead with her hand, and the whole person was not good.
It's like a volcano that is about to erupt and suddenly someone has blocked the crater.
She quickly adjusted her breathing, fanning the wind with her hands beside her face, trying to calm herself.
"Looks like you can't ask anything out of your mouth," Leandra raised her body quickly, her eyes no longer resting on Arce's body, "I'll find out for myself." ”
Before she left, she remembered something again, and her gaze fell to the ground, "Arce, you really need to change your nickname, instead of calling the Weeping Wind One, it is better to call the Iron Mouth King!" ”
Arce didn't respond to her, just raised his head and watched the red figure leave faintly.
She took the stringless bow on her back into her hand, and pulled her right hand back with a sharp pull in the position where it should have been fitted.
A green light flowed from between her right fingers, condensed into the shape of a wind arrow, and rested steadily on the bow.
Buffy Arce, the Wind Weeper, entered the state she knew best, her heart was like water, and her blood was cold.
The world seems to stand still.
Airplanes.
Her right hand was flicked, and a green light flew straight up.
The off-string arrow, as if alive, circled a huge arc in the air, dragging a huge light and shooting towards Leandra's right shoulder.
At the same time, behind it, the wind whimpered as if it were crying.
Wind Weepers.
Leandra was shocked, her magic power quickly condensed, and her figure shook in the air, barely dodging the fatal blow just now.
"Arce !!"
As a shrill sound pierced the sky, the fiery red light and shadow flickered in the air.
It was as if a ray of light fell to the ground.
Leandra's figure instantly appeared in front of Arce.
From the expression on her face, it could be seen that the current chief magister of Xebella City, Leandra the Invoker, was extremely angry.
"Wind Weepers, what are you doing?!"
The magic crystals on the invoker's chest shimmered, illuminating her chin white.
"The task is on hand. I'm sorry. Arce said expressionlessly.
"You madman!" Leandra struggled to adjust her breathing, and her face became extremely ugly.
However, she suddenly realized a shocking fact that had to turn her from anger to shock, and she calmed down.
She smiled slightly, her eyebrows slightly raised, "So, you don't want me to leave?" ”
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According to Eliza, the Holy Spirit barrier can protect others, but it does not necessarily protect oneself.
As long as Heloise is defeated, then Robin and Gail will naturally lose their barrier.
Robin swallowed hard, worried about Heloise.
The captain of the vampire Crimson Guard in front of her, Eliza smiled slightly, swinging her saber to her side.
It was at this moment that Robin saw that on her saber, a red light slowly flowed outward, filling the air with a black wave of qi.
The black churned up, faded away, and surged out of the sword again, enveloping the vampire's right hand in shadow.
The black mist that shrouded her body was like night.
It exudes an indescribably strange aura.
Heloise's chin sank slightly, and her eyes changed slightly, as if she felt a powerful sense of oppression from Eliza's sword.
"It seems that after more than a hundred years, even if you remember the Crimson Guard, you have forgotten this legendary equipment." Eliza swung her saber in the air, opening up a black and red arc in the air.
"So, let me show you this legendary weapon called [Polar Night]."
When she heard the name of the weapon, a flash of surprise flashed in Heloise's eyes.
Even though he didn't know what it was, Robin felt a terrible aura coming from it, and a cold chill spread from the soles of his feet all over his body.
"Heloise." Gail looked at her worriedly, limping to Heloise's side, her sword in hand, ready to fight alongside her.
Heloise gasped heavily, her hands twirling back and forth on the hilt of the axe, holding it across her chest.
"Come, taste the horror, the polar night is coming." Eliza smiled.
Her voice was still in her ears, but her figure faded quickly.
A great darkness surged out of her hands, engulfing her entirely.
It was at this moment that Robin's eyes suddenly darkened.
"What is this?"
Gail's voice rang in his ears, and even though he was close, Robin couldn't see the other person's face.
It dawned on him that it was the effect of the Polar Night.
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