The entire wave of manic patients was dispersed in the blink of an eye, and the fear they brought brought also restored most of Angela's magic in an instant.

Carl is also afraid of fire, but not as much as this group of maniacs.

If this group of manic people is a pile of dry wood, then Carl is a wet dry firewood, and if you want it to burn, you have to be roasted dry, so it won't get in the way for a while.

With this in mind, Karl let out a loud shout and rushed forward with two swords.

"Wow...... Ga! ”

The twin swords flew like a whirlwind, and in the blink of an eye, three twisted human heads fell to the ground.

Carl's fighting style is to only attack and not defend, so his fighting style is extremely violent and can cause the most damage to the opponent in the shortest time.

But because of this, in an instant, he was hit with an axe and a pitchfork, and there was an extra gap and two holes in his body, and it was also a loss that he had the physique of an orc, otherwise he would have died early.

Angela rushed to the other side, swinging her sword and slashing.

With a clang, the kitchen knife collided with the blade, slightly deflecting the kitchen knife, and with Angela's forward steps, the blade stabbed forward, piercing the head of a manic patient, and the bright blade poked out of the back of his head and disappeared in a flash.

Slid back, drew the blade of the sword, dodged the scythe axe, swung the sword to flick away the belated sharp knife, and slashed diagonally, slashing through the shoulder socket of the manic patient holding the sharp knife, severing the shoulder blade and four ribs, and then pulling it out.

Sprayed with blood blackened by the darkness, the manic fell to his knees and was knocked over by the other maniacs.

Angela planned to fight while retreating, so that they always line up in a straight line, and follow one by one to send them to death.

Compared to Angela, Avril is completely a fighter.

She flexibly uses various tables, chairs and benches as obstacles, and then uses her petite body to spin around and cut people's feet.

The only gain was to shoot one to death with a repeater, and then because it was too late to reload the ammunition, it could only be used helplessly, and the rune short sword was entangled.

However, it was precisely because of this that Avril knew the name and function of this rune dagger.

Whenever it touched the blood, the rune dagger flashed a faint red light, mixed in the blood, and it was difficult to spot.

After that, the victims began to bleed incessantly.

There was more blood on it, and inscriptions began to appear on the rune dagger, which was its name, blood-colored fangs.

However, the number of people on the other side was too many after all, and gradually, there was less and less room to maneuver, Angela swept diagonally, and between the sword light, he cut off an axe, an arm, and a head, opening a gap.

"Avril, go upstairs."

Avril then took Angela's gaping hole and ran upstairs.

Karl also rushed out, throwing away the two long swords that were already full of gaps, and drew two more to the top of the stairs.

Karl was like a perpetual motion machine, flying like a whirlwind of twin swords, spinning like an electric fan.

Hands come to cut off hands, feet to break feet, heads to cut off heads, unstoppable.

Angela couldn't do it anyway, she didn't have the ability to jump around even if a sword was stuck in her head.

Angela was much more relieved to have Carl guarded, walked through Carl, went upstairs, and shouted, "Carl, come up." ”

The wind began to change direction, from blowing towards the doorway to blowing towards the stairs.

Two more manic people are set on fire, screaming and running to the side, causing a flurry and causing another unlucky egg to follow.

Then the staircase began to burn.

Carl demolished the stairs, stopping the flames from expanding upwards and destroying the maniacs' path.

They roared and wandered below, but they couldn't jump.

Angela was glad that they hadn't turned into werewolves and couldn't climb yet.

Wait, werewolves.

Angela looked up, and under the [vibration induction], she clearly heard the sound of the nails rubbing against the tiles above her head.

The tiles shattered, and a large black dog of nine feet fell from it......

No, it's the big black wolf......

No, it's a werewolf.

Bloodshot turquoise eyes, smooth black hair, a slightly humanoid body, and snow-white fangs.

It can be seen that this is a very young werewolf, a werewolf who can't restrain himself and completely loses his mind in the transformation.

Angela couldn't help but look up at the sky through the broken roof, and at some point, the moon had peeked out of the dark clouds.

Angela fell into a deep silence, for Mao, it doesn't stop raining in the morning and it doesn't rain in the evening, but at this time the rain stops and teases me.

I've all met the crossing plus transformation, so I'm not African.

Thinking like this, Angela silently shifted her gaze to Avril, so she was the only African.

The moonlight sprinkled down and fell on the werewolf, making him even more irritable, and his muscles swelled a little under his fur.

When the moonlight sprinkles on my face, I feel like I'm ...... Ahem!

In short, this werewolf has become a little stronger.

Carl, who had never seen a werewolf before, rushed forward, and the power he had always been proud of was vulnerable in front of the werewolf.

The clash of gold and iron rang out, the twin swords snapped, and Carl flew backwards, his heavy body slamming into the table, shattering the vase on the table, and then bouncing back to the ground.

The werewolf took the initiative to pounce, Carl was not interested in the wooden man, and now he was not hungry, and he was not very interested in Avril.

What really intrigued him was Angela, the magic from the moon made him very manic, and he couldn't wait to tear Angela apart.

The armor-piercing was launched, and Angela took a step forward and slashed with her sword.

The werewolf froze, took a step back, and the man stood up.

A sword light flashed across his chest, a few hairs floated up, and the hideous bloody mouth was pulled open like a trouser zipper, revealing the reddish-brown inside.

The werewolf breathed a sigh of relief after avoiding a sword, then lowered his head and looked at Avril beside him.

Avril laughed dryly, and pulled out the rune short sword inserted in the werewolf's waist, I don't know if it was Avril's luck, or because she didn't stab people with murderous aura, causing him to shoot three times in a row, three times in a row.

The unique power of the rune dagger makes it bleed, and while it's not as good as the silver sword designed to deal with dark creatures, it's not far off.

The werewolf slapped her, and Avril let out a high-pitched scream in the face of a slap bigger than her face.

The sound spread throughout the town.

Close your eyes, the expected attack is delayed.

Avril opened her eyes, and it turned out that at the critical moment, Angelakis handed out a sword and stabbed the werewolf's arm, and the unique energy-absorbing ability of the steel sword absorbed a part of the darkness, which frightened him and forced him to retreat.

When Avril realized that she was fine, she ran towards Carl.

Karl had already gotten up by now, drew two more swords and roared towards the werewolf.

The blood sneezed violently, forming a blood mist, and the two danced in the blood mist.

The claws and the sword collided incessantly, and it wasn't until there were a dozen more wounds on the werewolf that Carl was slapped and flew out.