"It's okay, Slow just wants to test your abilities, just learn from each other, and won't be real." Huaisang smiled and patted the shoulder of the person in front of him, and Evie, who was standing behind him a second, also shook his head and put on a troubled posture.

"Now that she's not in the right state, it's weird and distressing to see so much blood, so let's wait until it's all over and then challenge it."

And the woman with a cold temperament just stared at her like a torch, and there was no trace of impurities in the clean whites of her eyes.

The intuition of the prisoners around them is not right now, although they don't know what the past is between them and Qiu Xuan, but those are the people they can't afford to mess with in Area A, and naturally no one dares to say a word in this situation now.

Behind him, the man in Qin Jiuyuan's shell was still whispering as if worried.

"Listen to me, you couldn't keep up with this fight. Don't be tough, okay? And now I'm still injured, so I ......"

Qiu Xuan finally turned around and glanced at him without any emotion.

She hated the seemingly caring words that came out of the imposter's mouth, and the person in front of her had all the color and sparkle of the face in her memory, but he was not the person after all.

Waisang: "Yo, it's the first time I've seen Evie care so much about one person, eh, do you think you two are ......"

"You come with me."

A voice interrupted her, not just Huaisang, and the huge and empty playground was silent for a while.

Qiu Xuanwu raised her chin towards the woman named Slo, and repeated, "Just you, come with me." ”

Huaisang was stunned for a few seconds, then retreated back to the outer area and raised his eyebrows meaninglessly.

The woman who was as cold as a sword followed without saying a word, from beginning to end, whether it was Huaisang, Evie, or all the prisoners, including the tentative verbal confrontation between light and dark, she didn't care about these at all, and the target in her eyes was only that one.

Evie stood still as the two departed, his hands still in a dangling position resting lightly on the man but being dodged silently. After a while, the man gently rubbed his fingers, and his gaze slowly locked on a person in the crowd.

……

A executioner who has passed at least fifteen trials or more.

On a wasteland at the back of the Wind Playground, Qiu Xuan stood on top of it and stood facing the woman who was said to be called Slo. The woman's face was always just a look, as if nothing else mattered to her except for tasks and challenges.

"Why did you want to challenge me?"

She asked, and Slow glanced at her lightly, his tone cold. "You're going to threaten my position, and I can't let you grow."

Huaisang's words were really farting, what wouldn't be real was just a simple discussion, how could they let go of any chance to let themselves die.

"But I won't necessarily choose you to challenge in the future." Qiu Xuan was a little helpless, "Among the prisoners in Area A, my target is not you. ”

"But you're a threat."

At this point, the woman didn't seem to want to talk any further. She directly put her right palm forward in a sword-like starting pose, and said, "I'll start when you're ready." ”

As soon as the words fell, Slow didn't pretend to put up a loud stand like those high-ranking executioners in the traditional sense, saying something like "let you strike first" or "I'll let you make three moves", and the slightest movement of his footsteps disappeared in place, and he burst into front of him in less than half a second.

Qiu Xuan relied on his fighting instinct to dodge this blow, and at this moment of deflection, a sharp blade carved a hole in his left cheek.

She obviously didn't have a weapon in her hand.

Qiu Xuan twisted her eyebrows and withdrew from the opponent's attack range, and in the next second, the Zimu knife came out of its sheath and held it horizontally in front of her chest, and it was this blow that made her eyes widen slightly and look a little stunned.

The blade that was firmly intertwined with his own blade turned out to be Sloe's palm.

From beginning to end, she didn't have any weapons in her hands, but it was the combination of five fingers that looked slender and fragile, and she actually blocked the blade of the Zimu knife out of thin air with her bare hands. In the slight trembling of the friction of the blades, Qiu Xuan even heard the unique friction sound of metal strikes, and Sloe's eyes were opposite to her through the sharp blade of his palm, but the bottom of his eyes was surprisingly clean.

Qiu Xuan had felt this way from the beginning, this executioner was out of place with all of them. Even just now, when she kept saying "Because you grow up to threaten my position, I will kill you", she always had pure and unadulterated words in her eyes.

Because she doesn't care about anything other than tasks at all.

Qiu Xuan gritted his teeth and changed the blade in his hand in one direction, leaning over and stabbing at Slo.

Slow gave her the feeling that she was a bit like the swordsman in the martial arts who completely transcended humanity in pursuit of ruthless swordsmanship. In her world, the only thing that is clear and worth pursuing is to become stronger, that is, to clear the mission, and everything else in the world is a stumbling block on the road to the pursuit of the "Supreme Kendo".

She doesn't use weapons, because she can be used as a weapon all over her body.

The extremely well-trimmed nails almost easily poked a bloody hole on Qiu Xuan's body, and her fingers took the opportunity to touch the other party's fingertips that had time to be completely withdrawn, planting the Elpis virus.

Unexpectedly, the pure black totem did imprint on Slow's arm for a few seconds, but soon, the strange pattern disappeared on its own.

She is very strong, especially in terms of physical fitness. She had raised almost her entire body to the pinnacle that the executioner had been able to reach so far.

This situation Qiu Xuan has not encountered before. If the plague virus is planted on a living person, depending on the situation, if that person's comprehensive quality is far below Qiu Xuan, she can easily get in touch with the other party like manipulating a living corpse, and if the strength is similar or exceeded, the ability of the plague virus will not work very well.

Of course, it can be used with the Nightmare's abilities, but the exact effect depends on the individual.

Qiu Xuan had inoculated Hephaestus with the plague virus before, and it took him about a day to completely get rid of it. And it was clear that the two of them were both high-ranking executioners, but it only took Slow less than half a minute.

This has something to do with the physical fitness and ability majors, but it also intuitively shows how strong Slow is.

The woman moved her wrist. "Are you a double cultivator? Curses and other physical abilities don't work for me. ”

"I see." Qiu Xuan half-squatted on her toes, and took advantage of this gap to pour a few large mouthfuls of recovery agent into her mouth.

If the plague virus can't be planted, the nightmare fog will be useless. If you want to fight now, you can only rely on the ability of the Undead Knife.

Qiu Xuan sniffed, his eyes locked tightly and loosened his wrists twice, like a woman who had just finished a warm-up, her eyes collided head-on, and in less than a breath, the owner of those pure eyes suddenly enlarged in her field of vision.

It's too fast.

She gritted her teeth and reluctantly exchanged a few rounds with the other party, and the palm of the five fingers that merged into a knife shape that was enough to cut gold and jade cut several cuts in her body. Slow was extremely fast, and every attack was aimed at the vital point without any delay. Thoroughly pragmatic, without any bells and whistles, her every offensive move is made to kill.

No, the difference in strength is too big.

Qiu Xuan narrowed his eyes, and in the next second, he suddenly did not retreat but advanced head-on and collided with the killing move, but he turned slightly sideways to prevent him from completely attacking the vital point. Taking advantage of the moment when Sloka was in her wound, the knife in her hand slashed at her collarbone.

Beads of blood came out.

OK.

In an instant, the familiar overwhelming aura of death shrouded the woman who was as cold as a sword. For the first time, she showed a slight frown, and the cold, numb, and dead air spread down the wound that had been cut out to the bones and blood all over her body, and the hideous undead ghost tore at her flesh and bones.

Qiu Xuan didn't stop, and at some point, the knife that was also unsheathed was held in her left hand. The two knives alternately swung in a terrifying arc, and for a moment they actually injured the opponent who was entangled in the necromancer.

“！”

The ghosts turned around, and for a while, Qiu Xuan's sight was reoccupied by the hideous necromancer.

Since she fused the undead knife from the hand of the executioner named Li Lei, she had never felt the taste of being entangled in endless despair and death. Now that he was bitten back by his own ability, the whole person stiffened for a second.

She frowned and swung a knife at the necromancer in front of her, the ghost figure was split in half and reunited with a wild laugh, and at the moment when the left and right figures were spliced, Qiu Xuan's wrists fell to the ground with a soft double knife, only to feel as if the summoned endless undead poured into her veins in an instant, and now she was holding her heart to gnaw and devour.

What's going on, is the Undead Knife out of control, or is it ......

"Little brat! I told you, don't use the necromantic space during this time! ”

Nightmare sounds.

At that time, during the live game, Nightmare came to her and told her that something was wrong with the necromantic space, and it was best not to enter it again until it was clear.

So after that, Qiu Xuan kept entering the plague space. And during this time, there was indeed no problem with the necromantic space, it was still the same as before, and the nightmare did not come to her later, so she thought that this matter might not be a big deal.

Now it seems that something big has happened.

It took a moment for Slow to get rid of the side effects of the Desperate Necronomicon that had caused her, and while it didn't dissipate as easily as the plague virus still affected her to some extent, it was enough to continue to maintain her sanity.

But I don't know why, at such a rare opportunity to gain the upper hand, Qiu Xuan didn't do it again.

Slow's face turned and glanced at the person who was kneeling on the ground with one hand on his heart, revealing great pain, but he hesitated for a second, and finally chose the latter between "challenging the strong to continue to become stronger" and "removing all threats from the mission", and grabbed his five fingers into a claw shape and dug into the man's heart.

"Fast forward to space! Don't go into the dead, go into another! Come on! ”

The sound of the nightmare turned out to be a memory that appeared in a trance.

It was so painful and numb that he didn't have the extra strength to raise his hand again, Qiu Xuan suddenly looked at the killing machine that was close at hand, and the eye mask was almost completely occupied by black, as if another person had appeared in the field of vision.

……

"When did you provoke death?! And you tell me honestly, where the hell did that knife come from!! ”

On the ruins of decaying industrial metal, Qiu Xuan was like a dead dog leaning on it and panting, surrounded by a fog that was constantly rising and falling, and seemed to be too big to be emotional.

"Ancestor, hurry up and say something!" The voice with its own sound card could barely hold back the emotion in his tone, "Do you know how I escaped from the hands of the dog who deceived that dog?! Forget it, it's useless to tell you...... Anyway, hurry up and tell me everything as it is! ”

Qiu Xuan closed her eyes and leaned against the ruins for a while, barely getting herself out of the numbness and death of the desperate yin owl that she couldn't raise any thoughts to resist at all, and exhaled a long breath.

"As I said before, the knife was absorbed from the hand of a executioner, because the knife has its own necromantic space on it."

"Which executioner is it?" Nightmare hurriedly asked her, "How could there be a executioner with an undead knife in his hand?" ”

"The executioner's name is Li Lei, and the knife is ......"

After a pause, Qiu Xuan opened her eyes and sat up a little from the industrial metal. "That knife is...... Zhao Yi returned the chips to him. ”

Zhao Yigui.

When mentioning this name again, Qiu Xuan suddenly had the illusion of being in a different world, when she was on the Fool's Ship, she was always holding a string and thinking about killing Zhao Yigui. When that day was truly realized, a big stone was completely laid down in my heart, and from then on, this person was equivalent to completely disappearing into thousands of worlds.

Nightmare: "What's that, Zhao Yigui?" I haven't heard of this name, and he is also an executioner? …… But it's impossible, how can a executioner have something dead in his hands......"

"What death?"

"Listen up, little brat," the frequency of the stirring fog around him decreased, as if the nightmare was barely calming down. "After I went back, I thought about it carefully, that so-called undead space of yours belongs to the old guy of death. Including the undead knife, it is completely exclusive to the ability of the Dominator to die. So I don't know when you provoked Him, but you're in extreme danger right now. ”

The Dominator is dead.

Qiu Xuan lowered her eyelids and thought of the voice she had heard in the plague space at that time. Nightmare says that the Undead Knife belongs to death, and the voice also says that this ability was "stolen" by Qiu Xuan.

What she stole was the ability to die.

- What Zhao Yigui stole was the ability to die.

Zhao Yigui.

"Anyway, you calm down now, and let's think about it together." Seeing that she didn't speak, Nightmare thought it was too shocked to be frightened, and reluctantly comforted her. "It's not too bad now, anyway, the old guy who died hasn't asked about the world for a long time, as long as he doesn't find out, it should be fine."

n.