The basement was dark, the smell was scorching and bloody, and in the faint light, the owner of the plate armor gradually appeared.

The tall body was encased in heavy armor with a Scandinavian cross on a black white background in the center and a Prussian eagle in the center. (Scandinavian Cross: The center of the cross is left when used for the military flag, and the armor is on the top.) ）

The knight in the mask has a golden beard, and his crystalline body is over fifty years old, and his arm and wrist strength have weakened a little due to physical reasons.

The magic source crystallized into a silver armor covered with scratches, the breath was not as frantic as imagined, and the killing intent was real, but the knight was still motionless, as if waiting for something.

The Great Magician is at his weakest.

Liu Zhen sank down, and he didn't plan to attack first.

The blackened girl and the scratched knight confronted each other in silence five meters apart.

Who the hell is he? The identity can probably be guessed nine times out of ten, if it is hostile, why are you so hesitant?

The breath was not contaminated with half of the black law source, who was his master?

There was no time for the two to test each other.

A shrill siren suddenly appeared behind the knight, and five police cars rushed in one after another to half-surround the knight, red and blue reflected on the armor.

"Don't move!" More than a dozen policemen raised their guns against the knight.

"Don't come here!" Yoo Jin shouted.

"Valenrod!"

This is a brave warrior who is not even feared by thousands of troops, a sword that uses his dead friends as swords, and makes the earth tremble.

The knight groaned, and from his waist, his hands swung out an arc of white light.

With the knight at its center, the wind that uproots the trees unexpectedly rolls up.

Cars hung in the air, spinning, colliding, and disintegrating.

Ignoring the policemen who fell and flew into the corner, the knight stepped forward.

The girl in front of me, it is my duty to kill her.

"Khooth!"

Compared to the girl's gorgeous and varied moves that she had just glimpsed, this top-down blow seemed direct and cumbersome, as if she didn't care what she would do to fight back, or even have no intention of defending.

The air barrier that hit it turned into fragments, and Ryu Zhen appeared behind the knight.

"Smack!" Liu Zhen slapped his palm and injected the armor on his back into a red vein.

The middle-aged knight was startled, but it was too late, he thought that it was a painless flame, but he didn't expect the explosion to come from inside his body.

The armor didn't burst, but it was all gone.

Is it this cunning tactic again? The knight gasped heavily, swung the greatsword around with the strength of his waist, and his body had turned into the eye of the storm.

At this time, Liu Zhen's speed was not half of her usual speed, and after being swept into the wind, she was ready to bear the impact of her bones as she rose into the air.

The short hair suddenly floated to the tip of her nose, and the girl smiled indifferently.

A sweater remains in the darkness.

The process of approaching could not be confirmed with the naked eye, and with the chain-like touch of Valenrod's sword, the middle-aged knight only felt empty in his hand.

Swift as a ghost, the wind was still blowing, and the girl was gone.

The knight looked up and saw the girl sting her flaming sword firmly into the ceiling, the frills of her black dress fluttering.

Above the windless head, the will to kill glared at him.

"Give me ......," the girl pursed her lips.

The knight turned the blade of his sword and swung it in an arc from his feet to the top of his head with kinetic energy.

"Broken!"

Death rays in red eyes pierced the void, and the knight's left hand was blown off.

The flames did not then burn the severed arm, but instead turned into a red blade and flew towards the knight's right arm, piercing through the heavy gauntlet like a turnip.

"Bang dang!" Valenrod fell with two severed hands.

The air flow gradually subsided.

"Who is your master?" Ryu Jin, who had regained his spirits, fell from the ceiling and stood firm, raising his sword and pointing at the mask helmet.

The knight was silent, his two severed arms naturally drooping, and blood continued to fall.

But his legs moved.

"Boom." The knee armor only touched the solid air crystals, and smashed a small crack.

Although the knight didn't say anything, through the breath, Liu Zhen could accurately judge his psychological confusion.

The original rock-solid killing intent is gradually becoming disordered.

"Boom." The cracks are spreading.

"Grand Master of the Teutonic Knights, do you still want to stick to your creed?"

The knight snorted heavily, and the rehash of the old story would only give him the will to kill.

Liu Zhen was also uncomfortable, his body was already extremely weak, and all this stemmed from the fact that he had exported too many law sources during the day.

The barrier cannot be used again for a short time, and the oxygen supply in the basement becomes more and more difficult.

"Boom!" The ground trembled with a violent thud of the leg armor, and the fourth sequence was about to shatter.

So far, there is only ......

Looking at the knight in the glass cage who tried to break through without saying a word, Liu Zhen snapped his fingers expressionlessly.

The flames enveloped the knight, and in a short time it turned into a pile of black ashes.

Liu Zhen came back to his senses, and the other breath behind him disappeared.

Whoever it is, there's no time for that.

Sirens could be heard in the distance.

She frowned and walked towards the dimly lit stairwell.

Lines of red flames drew a parabola in the air.

Lighting fireworks thrown from all directions fell at the girl's feet.

The approaching man in black held a strangely shaped silver rifle in his hand. Carefully identify the past, the rifle has a syringe pierced in the tail.

"Childish."

Ryu Zhen stood on his left foot and spun around at great speed, focusing on the arms of the suit one by one through the scattered red hair in the sudden sluggish flow of time.

The men in black were blasted into black mist, intertwined with the fire.

Liu Zhen, who stopped, smiled indifferently, it turned out that NSD-79 was ready to be dropped like this, and it was another new piece of information.

No, it's not!

The air grew more and more pungent, as if it had been thrown into a paint bucket.

Gas!

"Stupid...... Is it still there? ”

As if he hadn't opened his mouth until now, a weak voice leaked out.

"In!"

Wen Cheng had been listening from the rooftop, and he could only find people to rescue him one after another, he couldn't save her in person, and he couldn't make a sound to disturb her.

This kind of self-commanding heart mouth seems to be overwhelmed by death.

"Poison gas...... I really can't deal with this. ”

The black haze was spreading and approaching lightly.

"If the building collapses, don't blame me."

"Please wait anyway...... Rescue is coming! Wen Cheng clenched his fists, but he could only say that.

Liu Zhen began to lower his head, there was no possibility or need to escape in such a tired and dim environment. In view of the fact that the enemy has mastered the release of poison gas, the road ahead seems even more bumpy.

In such a desperate and overdrawn state, her right arm fell like a rusty part, and she slowly raised her left arm, as if saying goodbye to something, licked the ends of the hair that fell at the corners of her mouth, and smiled slightly at the ground.

The black mist engulfed the girl, and the girl began to hold her breath, and dozens of red lines became brighter and brighter around her waist and arms. Buzzing as if to cut the air into pieces.

"Liu Zhen, look at the back!"

On the top of the building, Wen Cheng, whose hair was swaying, looked down at the ground and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Behind......

Liu Zhen's consciousness has disappeared into the clouds along with the pain, and there is no strength to turn back.

A golden light came from the retina, and behind him was a four-wheeled suspended Passat.