Calm, yet tyrannical.

Holy, and bloody.

The huge cross-star sword slowly descended from the void.

A little, a little.

with, swept abruptly, monstrous killing intent.

It's like a butcher with a Bible in his hand, praying reverently and wielding the butcher's knife fiercely.

An alternative shortcut to heaven? Or is it the preaching of righteousness, the necessary evil?

Perhaps, it doesn't matter anymore.

The only thing that matters is that it is such a diametrically contradictory existence that makes all evil tremble in its brilliance.

The man's pupils contracted sharply, and then, suddenly, he understood what was going on, and his huge wings suddenly raised.

In an instant, it turned into a pitch-black lightning bolt and shot towards the full moon.

But, already, it's too late.

The dragon's groan has already sounded.

With that, the joy that has not been seen for a long time.

The sword held aloft suddenly fell.

Like judgment, quietly come.

A sword ray, like a meteor catching the moon, suddenly swept out.

In an instant, I passed through the constraints of space and came to the side of the huge wings.

Then, swipe it down gently.

The figure suddenly froze.

It's like a picture, frozen in a split second.

"Boom la la ......"

Countless black shadows scattered in a hurry.

A pair of double membranous wings, fluttering in terror, fled in all directions.

Left, a black mass of debris tumbling rapidly and falling rapidly from the sky.

With a "snap", it fell to the ground.

"Escape...... What......"

Looking at the dark shadow of the Dao that had finally disappeared into the blood-colored sky, Kazama muttered to himself, and his figure flashed lightly, quickly appearing where he fell.

looked closely, but there was a slight pang in my heart.

Razor-sharp dark red nails, long, slender fingers with clear knuckles, and faintly visible, slightly twitching, bright red flesh......

Presented in front of Kazama Yangyu, the whole thing was covered in the dark red mist, and it was a severe, shoulder-length severed arm!

Vampire's, Arm ......

Gasping hard, Kazama hesitated slightly, and leaned down slightly.

"If you want to become a vampire, just keep stretching your claws down."

After the cold words, there was an equally cold pretty face.

"Uh......"

The fingertips that were touching the severed arm paused slightly, and then hurriedly retracted.

Even the whole figure, like a rabbit, quickly jumped to the side.

"Give me the knife."

"......, ......"

Gently handing over the silver Tang knife, Kazama suddenly had an illusion...... The red-haired woman today seems to be a little colder than when we first met last night.

If it was originally just a piece of ice, it has now evolved to the thousand-year-old ice level.

Not only the words, but even every look and every movement seemed to exude an indescribable cold aura.

It's as if he will pick up a knife at any time and stab it hard.

Like, at this moment, Kazama is in front of him.

Swift and precise, like mercury pouring out of the ground.

The woman, like that, took the knife and stabbed it towards the severed arm.

For a while, silver rays splashed everywhere, and blood flowers flew.

Immediately, it quickly dissipated.

Together, the dark red blood mist that originally permeated the entire arm.

Instead, seemingly randomly distributed throughout the arms and palms, there were strange blood holes.

Different shades, different sizes, it seems, it is, the naughty child did it casually, but in the faint, there seems to be some mystery hidden.

"I've already sealed the blood clan's bloody demonic energy, if you want it, take it, maybe you will use it in the future."

The silver blade, with a slight pick, the bloody arm flew up like this.

Straight and smashed it into Kazama's face.

Hugging it in a hurry, Kazama shivered fiercely.

A strong feeling of vomiting quickly hit, forcing Kazama Yangha to quickly push the broken arm away from his front and hold it up in front of him with great disgust.

Although there is no blood mist, although it has become as pale as death, the evil, the rich cold that cannot be dissolved, is still like a tide, surging, as long as you are slightly distracted, you will seize the opportunity and quietly slip into your lungs.

"What? Not either? If you don't want it, just chop it directly, and save it from having extra branches. ”

"Uh...... Yes, yes. ”

It may seem disgusting, but rare things are always useful......

Seeing that the knife in the woman's hand flashed, and she was about to slash over, Kazama Hiroha hurriedly responded, and the palm of his hand flipped lightly, and the pitch-black arm was quickly thrown into the space bubble.

However, the sword light still did not stop, it was still like this, and it slashed fiercely.

Then, stop.

Blade.

Sharp blades.

In the moonlight, it reflects a bright cold glow.

The blade, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, gently pressed against the slightly protruding Adam's apple.

At this moment, Kazama had no doubt that as long as he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his throat would be torn apart like a piece of paper.

“…… That ......"

I don't know why, but vaguely, I seem to know why......

"Say!"

Not...... If you only say one word like this, whether you should thank you, apologize, or explain (jiao)解(bian), for a while, I don't know how to choose......

However, in terms of order, I really should thank you first!

Although I can't bow, I can't slack off in the slightest!

"Thank you! Thank you so much! 10,000 - ......"

"Who wants you to thank you!"

However, it was interrupted, and it was full of sincere gratitude.

Accompanied, more and more clinging, the blade.

"Hmm......"

In that case......

"Sorry! I'm sorry! Non-......"

"Who wants you to apologize!"

Still, it was interrupted, and the guilt gushed like the water of the Yellow River.

The blade of the knife, which has to be inched in, leaned over.

Hey, hey! If this continues...... It's really going to be cut......

"Hmm......"

At this time, when this kind of life and death is at stake, do you really need to explain something?

However, what are the specific words......

"That...... In fact...... I didn't see anything! ”

The blade was finally loosened.

But, but why, with that full, hesitation.

and, the strength of the rush at any time......

"Really?"

A drop of blood suddenly popped out of his throat.

Just like the pair of eyes in front of him, red and bewitching.

"Absolutely! Absolutely true! Liars are puppies! ”

Trying to look at the tip of the blade that was completely out of sight, Kazama's face suddenly showed a serious expression.

"Don't you feel sorry for the puppy?"

"I ......"

For a while, I was speechless.

"Forget it, the big husband dares to act! Anyway, I have seen the places that should be seen, and the places that should have been touched have been touched, these are all facts. ”

Saying this, Kazama suddenly broke the jar and shattered, completely ignoring the cold and shining blade in front of him, and simply turned his back to the woman, and sat straight on the ground, with a picture of "what do you love".

The woman was slightly stunned, and her face, which had been slightly softened, instantly boiled.

A pair of beautiful eyes glared at the boss all of a sudden.

The crimson cheeks are like the fiery clouds of summer, with the beauty of dusk.

"You!"

The silver blade was raised fiercely.

Then, fall.

Accompanied, the slightly trembling fingertips.

At that moment, Kazama suddenly felt that he was so close to death, even closer than when he was almost bitten by a vampire just now......

A touch of coolness, gently, on top of your head.

There are silver strands of hair, slowly, falling from front of your eyes.

Like, withered life.

"Where have you looked, touched ...... Where did you touch it?! Say it! ”

......, do you want to say it yourself...... Really......

But......

In the darkness, suddenly, through the ground, a glimmer of light.

"That's it, hands...... Arms...... Legs...... And ......"

"What else!"

"Well, anyway...... It's all a bandaging place......."

That place is also a place to bandage...... Strictly speaking......

Although, adhering to the principle of never lying, language is still a very magical thing......

"Really?"

"Really."

"Really?"

"It's really gone."

"Absolutely gone?"

"Absolutely, absolutely gone."