ACT114 The Chosen One?

Fanny didn't know the young man, and there wasn't such an angular face in the memories of the people she came into contact with when she came to the human world on the surface—

Although her facial features seemed to be extremely ordinary, her sharp brown eyes, which were as sharp as eagles, seemed to have a magic that penetrated people's hearts, which made her feel a little nervous.

"Who are you?"

Fanny asked alarmedly.

The vampire clan had always been cautious, and as soon as the two sides fought, she had already realized that this young man's strength was by no means inferior to her, and the long sword in his hand, the silver veins on the sword like flowing water, made her feel a terrible palpitation.

She didn't answer Gross's question, but such an answer was almost acquiescing at this point.

"Who am I? I don't feel the need to answer this question. But I'd like to know, where are you from? Well, let me guess, Malvey? Wrong? Maybe it's Deere? ”

Gross's tone was a bit like talking to herself, but Fanny's eyes couldn't help but widen, her slightest change in expression did not hide from Gross, she saw that the young man seemed to smile, and then, waved her long sword again-

The farmer next to him sat in the corner, his arms trembling from the blow he had just received with the vampire lady, and he gritted his teeth to stand up, only to find his entire upper body stiff as if numb.

The strength of the middle level of employment is vulnerable in front of this woman.

Just a few seconds ago, he had fallen into deep despair, but the young man who suddenly appeared was like the dawn tearing through the night, saving him from despair, and he silently watched this young man-

However, the young man's eyes never looked at him more, and when the silver-white sword was swung, he saw only a dazzling curtain of light.

There was a rustling sound in the bedroom, and the farmer knew that the movement might have disturbed his wife—he did not know the two strangers in front of him, and he did not usually have any enemies, but after a brief conversation between the two strangers, they fought again.

The sword light weaved an impermeable net in the air, and after entering the peak of his inauguration, Gross gave full play to his swordsmanship, coupled with the natural suppression of the unclean by the sacred frost long sword, he had already achieved an absolute advantage in less than two rounds of fighting.

Fanny is struggling to hold on.

She didn't expect to meet such a powerful young man in this thatched hut in the wilderness, the divine enchantment on that long sword was certainly an important factor, but this young man's swordsmanship itself was completely beyond ordinary combat skills.

With a swing of her claws and a slash from top to bottom, Fanny's figure was about to retreat backwards, but to her surprise, her body seemed to be out of control, and it met the young man's blade straight up—

[Forced Taunt] (LV1): For 1.0 seconds, force the target to perform a melee attack on the user.

The skills mastered by the Steel Heartflow Warrior LV30 were used from Gross at this time, completely catching the vampire lady by surprise.

"I'm sorry, but I don't have any ill feelings or hatred for the dead or vampires, it's just that I'm in dire need of experience right now."

"Experience points?"

The aborigines obviously can't understand this concept, and the reason why they show the combat level is only because of the data analyzed by the Gross Portable System -

Just like the rank of his companions and Miss Mage in Gross's eyes, it is only through his system that they can be accurately quantified.

Gross didn't continue to answer Ms. Vampire's question, although the two were almost the same level, but the strength of the character was never just the hardware attribute itself-

A staggered silver streamer swept through the vampire lady's wonderful body, and in the next second, the white gauze skirt turned into a few pieces of scattered rags, and the beautiful, saliva carcass that could not help but swallow saliva, from the shoulder to the lower abdomen, suddenly appeared two bright red marks.

"Ahh

A shrill cry rattled the clay pots and other utensils in the room. A woman with a somewhat messy hair ran out of the next room, and when she saw this, she couldn't help but be stunned on the spot—the farmer looked at his wife, and for a moment forgot to make a sound.

The vampire's body has a powerful self-healing ability, if it is an ordinary wound, it can heal almost instantly, but the damage caused by the sacred frost sword caused Fanny's body to produce severe pain from the inside out, she howled bitterly, and the bright red marks on her body soon, splashed out a warm liquid-

Gross remained silent, but he seemed to change his attention suddenly, and the sword that was about to be split was retracted, and he reached out and grabbed the lady by the neck, and dragged him out of the farmer's thatched hut like a chicken—

This rude gesture was a complete antonym for pity, and the farmer and his wife stood there without uttering a word for a long time.

The rabbit fell between breaths, and until now, the farmer did not know what had happened.

When Gross exited the house and closed the door, he saw a pair of blue-gray fleshy wings on the lady's bare back, and under her shoulder blades—

Wait a minute!

Meat wings?

Even if he hadn't seen the vampires with his own eyes, the farmer had heard about the existence of vampires from old tales passed down by word of mouth, and he came back to his senses, hurried a few steps out of the house, and was about to ask, only to find that the two strangers had disappeared without a trace—

He returned to the house, and suddenly found two deep sword marks on the wall. The walls of the thatched hut were made of rammed earth, and they were not sturdy, but he clearly remembered that when the young man swung his sword, he was still at least five meters away from the wall.

Sword energy?

He knew that some professional schools could master some unique swordsmanship techniques, but this level of fierce sword qi was the first time he had seen it in many years-

Could it be a powerhouse of the first order of awakening?

Frightened by these questions, he saw his wife standing on the side with a pale face, and hurriedly ran over to comfort him softly.

The door of the room had turned into a pile of wood chips, and it seemed that they could hardly get a good night's sleep this night—a continuous loud noise that also woke up several nearby neighbors, who by this time had already come to the outside of their house.

"Maxi, is something happening?"

An old man with a rickety back asked in a murky voice, and two middle-aged farmers stood beside him, also with inquiring eyes.

"I said I saw a vampire, can you believe it?"

……

The wind was getting louder and louder in her ears, and the vampire lady's body was quite light, and Gross, a warrior at the peak of her career, grabbed her in her hands, and barely spent much strength-

His steps were so fast that he did not stop after leaving the farmer's thatched hut, and only gradually slowed down when he was almost close to the camp.

Vampires are very tenacious.

Gross believes that even if the wound caused by the "cross slash" just now is very bloody and terrifying, it will not be enough to take the life of a vampire in a short period of time-

Along the way, Fanny's body was constantly jolted by the rugged mountain road, and by now, her beautiful face had lost all its blood, like transparent white jade.

She didn't speak, maybe she had lost the strength to speak, or, she didn't intend to speak—

She was already wondering if this young man was a lackey of the Holy Radiance Church.

The sacred enchanted weapon was an important piece of evidence, and along the way, she had noticed that the enemy was very young, and according to normal reasoning, it was very likely that she could reach the peak of her position or even above the level of strength at such an age, and it was very likely that it would be those damn Chosen One.