"My lord! My lord Al Metra ......! ”

Outside the door, a familiar howl came with the faint sound of glass breaking. Qiu Xuan's face froze, and she didn't care about dealing with Mr. Fu anymore, so she turned around and ran out.

Boom ——!

She paused abruptly and looked solemnly at the chair that was smashed at her in front of her, Mr. Fu put away the soft sword rolled in his hand, his eyes were dark as if a storm was brewing.

"It's a pity, Miss Negro." His soft sword flipped and swept through the decorative wardrobe next to him and smashed towards the doorway, completely blocking the only way out. "The fewer people who know about it, the better, and I'm afraid you won't be able to go back to that future time. However, dying with history is also a romantic thing, isn't it? ”

"But for us, it is you who will die with history, and it is this era." Qiu Xuan calmly slid out the Zimu knife from his wrist, and really met Mr. Fu's gaze for the first time. "The time that belongs to you has long passed, and a dead man should have the appearance of a dead man."

Zheng ——!!

As soon as the long sword was on the front of the short knife, the wrists of the two of them trembled slightly, and the strength was even up and down for a while. However, in the next moment, the seemingly hard long sword bent up like a swimming snake, concave into an arc and spit out a letter and attacked Qiu Xuan!

There was another crisp sound of metal clashing, and it turned out that Qiu Xuan's left hand had already popped out of the sub-knife at the hilt, intercepting the edge of the cold light.

Mr. Fu shook his hand as if he was retracting the soft sword, but when Han Feng was about to retreat halfway, he bent another arc in the opposite direction to attack. Seeing this, Qiu Xuan closed her eyes and emptied her brain, and once again touched the threshold of that mysterious realm.

What does that feel like?

She walked through the sword light and sword shadows of the snake dancing wildly with two knives in her hands, and the afterimage of the sharp weapon brushed her body, but she couldn't touch her figure at all.

Now she still looks at flowers and water is still water, but the perspective of viewing is no longer single. The danger-sensing tentacles penetrated into every cell of her, her limbs, her skin, every inch of pores and fine hair on her skin, all became her "eyes" at this moment.

The cold lights collided, and the sparks burst. There are no flashy elements of magic in this fight, and there are no flashy fighting moves, it's just pure strength and power, speed and speed.

The perception of danger sensing unconsciously spread to every corner of the room, and Qiu Xuan's seemingly random action of turning his head to dodge actually experienced a short simulation in this ten-thousandth of a second, predicting and subsequent retreat. And the corresponding to her perception that has increased several times is that she consumes more physical and mental power than in previous fights.

It was like she had forcibly awakened all the dead black people in Streamer Town that time, and the feeling of mental exhaustion was on the verge of limiting it was even more painful than death.

Qiu Xuan gritted her teeth and was ruthless, and suddenly forcibly doubled her speed, doubling her height on the basis of the original terrifying. The double-bladed swing is so dazzling that you can't even see their afterimage. And Mr. Fu's face was unprecedentedly solemn, and he could only dodge frequently under such an attack, and he was a little embarrassed for a while.

“…… There's no way a black man has that power," he said, wiping a new cut on his face, gritting his teeth, "what the hell are you?" ”

"I said, it's just black people." Taking advantage of this gap, Qiu Xuan was finally able to pause and take a few deep breaths, "If you can survive to our time, you will know that black people can also have the power to be so powerful that they can not lose anyone, and even lead the entire mercenary group, and you will know that women can become consuls of the Academy of Sciences, and even better and more powerful than those so-called male mechanics." It's a pity that you won't live to that time, and you can only bring your ignorance and prejudice and arrogance into the coffin. ”

Mr. Fu narrowed his eyes deeply, and suddenly stopped all the attacks in his hand. "Who is arrogant and ignorant...... Let's wait and see, survival of the fittest is the law that human beings have survived to this day. Even the people you're talking about are in the minority, and no one is going to waste time on a population that is inherently destined to be eliminated. ”

"Are those people inherently destined to be eliminated, or are you, or are you, or are you afraid of something about them and trying to get rid of them?"

The clogged door was blasted open by a powerful laser, and with a loud thud the door and the wardrobe shattering to pieces, Elmetra's face appeared behind it.

Her eyes were still red, as if she had just cried over something that hurt her heart, but her facial expression was as calm as ever, like a dead sea without alarm.

"Al...... Isn't it time for you to set out on the road back to Norbeley? Oh, it seems that I overestimated your determination, so the Academy of Sciences and the survival of that black boy are nothing more than that. ”

The girl listened to his taunt with extreme calmness, and the expression on her face did not even change for a moment. After a while, she took one last look at Mr. Fu, and then suddenly chuckled.

"Haha, Fu Zeqi, Academy of Sciences, Meng Ge, Luo Shui......" She read the names one by one, almost chewing these words and swallowing them alive. It turns out that I am the only one who has been kept in the dark. It turns out that you have planned it a long time ago, the Academy of Sciences, the Wizards Guild, and none of them are innocent. ”

Mr. Fu frowned. "Al, you know, you...... What are you doing?!! ”

"Don't call me that, you make me sick." Armedra raised the machine gun in her hand again, and without hesitation, she pulled the trigger in the face of Mr. Fu. "Don't you have a little bit of a conscience when you do such things? Aren't you afraid of retribution when you are all human beings?!! ”

"Retribution?" As if he had heard some joke, Mr. Fu twisted his face and pulled the corners of his mouth, and then, he didn't bother to talk too much nonsense, and the soft sword flicked straight after El Metra. "Speaking like a righteous Ling Ran, how innocent do you think you are? It's not like you're doing research for them with the resources of the Academy of Sciences — don't say it's a sin if you don't know. Do you think there are fewer black people dying under your scientific research? Oh yes, you're going to succeed me as the next prophet, and now even if you don't want to, you're going to inherit your most disgusting abilities and live your most disgusting life. ”

Al Metra stopped talking, but raised her wrist and shot him in Mr. Fu's direction.

It's just that she is not a mechanic majoring in combat after all, and again, the ammunition fired was stopped by the soft sword that was flexibly bent, and Mr. Fu's eyes were sharp, and he no longer showed mercy to his subordinates after all.

The sharp blade pierced through the girl's body, and Elmetra slowly fell, the blood that penetrated was like a flash of light in Fu Zeqi's scarlet eyes.

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