At this moment, the steel bars buried deep in the ground were randomly pulled out by some kind of force, turning the ground into a trap full of spikes, and Xiao Yao, who flew up a step late, was pierced by several steel bars and hung in mid-air.

It's just that this final counterattack didn't have much effect, and Elizabeth once again emerged from the shadows, fighting hand-to-hand with the passer-by 372, who had no time to breathe.

Strength is not her specialty, and she doesn't have an overwhelming advantage in strength in hand-to-hand combat with passers-by, but when it comes to the speed of her attacks and the weirdness of her attacks, she is a good one.

Moreover, the opponent's state at the moment is not very good.

The bloody knives danced wildly, tearing at metal and flesh. The scarlet blade was shattered by telekinesis from time to time, but in the next second, the girl could always recondense a new blade.

The blood mist in the air became thicker and thicker, and on the field where the two had fought, the insects and weeds with tenacious vitality withered one after another, and the surface of the body of passer-by 372 also showed a serious melting phenomenon.

The blood mist is like a maggot on the tarsal bones, corroding all living beings that come into contact, and Elizabeth's abilities are so insidious and terrifying.

On the other side, Xiao Yao quickly broke free from the steel bars that bound him, and a blue flame was held in his hand and ready to be thrown...... But he found that he didn't need to meddle in the battle. Because at the same time, the girl withdrew the arm that had pierced the chest of the passer-by 372, and coldly watched the enemy kneel weakly in front of her.

Passerby 372's healing ability was already severely overloaded, and Passerby's healing ability itself was weaker than that of the awakened, let alone a serious injury of this magnitude. Those faint blood mist still wrapped around his wound like a parasite, further inhibiting the wound's healing.

Elizabeth relented in the blood mist that permeated the entire battlefield, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on her fair face, the previous battle was too much for her to lean towards the assassin route.

She steadied her breathing, shook her wrist and used the blood mist to make a set of bright red shackles to lock Passerby 372 firmly: "I don't know how you learned about my complete invisibility, I have to admit that your fighting style is still quite restrained from me...... But I said, uncle, you're really unlucky. ”

……

You're out of luck.

It's a familiar phrase, but where did you hear it?

For some reason, for such a meaningless question, passerby 372 had a difficult memory for a long time, and he recalled little by little the life he had experienced that he had grown up to be bored.

Train, train, kill, kill...... Isn't it like this all my life as a passerby? Repelled by these two young men, he was not surprised at all. Maybe he had a premonition that the murderer would be killed sooner or later.

The memory gradually flipped to the most distant past, and he vaguely remembered that he really seemed to have a time when he was not soaked in blood......

He didn't know if it was the few kicks that the boy stepped on so hard that his brain, which had already been tuned to a point that was more sophisticated than a machine, had an accident. In the second half of the battle, his consciousness was not very clear, and the play of his own ability was also weakened to a certain extent, and there were always some blurry pictures flashing in front of him.

Those meaningless images are familiar and unfamiliar, but they are extraordinary...... Warm, but have you really experienced those?

In my life as a passerby, there is no trace of those boring things.

That...... What about before you become a passerby?

For the first time in many years, he tried his best to relive memories that had long faded. In my memory, the girl always wiped away her tears for herself, and said to him with a smile -

You're out of luck, brother.

He flailed his arms desperately in the yellowed fragments of memory, he wanted to grab the girl's hand, he wanted to hear her voice again.

He wanted, to see again, his only sister.

……

"Uncle, uncle?" Elizabeth stretched out her hand and shook it in front of the eyes of Passerby 372, but the latter, who was trapped in the memory, did not react, "Was he stupid by your few moments?" ”

"Uh...... Perhaps, I feel that the key to this kind of ideological ability should be the brain, and the kick is a little more ruthless. Xiao Yao lowered his head, he didn't expect that his few moments would have such an effect, "By the way, what are you going to do with this guy?" ”

"Take it back to the slicing study...... Why do you look at me like that? There is a scarcity of living specimens of passers-by, and there is no need to pity these emotionless machines. You may not quite understand the status quo yet, this is a war between the awake and the passers-by, killing and being killed, there is no middle ground. Elizabeth said with a bit of cruelty.

Xiao Yao didn't say anything more, the people who were already on the battlefield really didn't have much choice. At this time, the goodwill towards the enemy is a bit hypocritical.

"Okay, let's ......" Xiao Yao's voice stopped abruptly.

Xiao Yao gasped, it was a force huge enough to crush the rock metal, this force was suddenly exerted on his body, and the sharp pain caused by pulling the muscles and joints blocked back the words he was about to speak.

Not good...... Oops!

As if he had been crucified on an invisible cross, Xiao Yao's body was pulled into a cross shape by this force, his feet gradually hung in the air, his limbs were pulled in different directions, and every corner of his body was torn with sharp pain.

When Elizabeth felt that something was not quite right and turned to look at Xiao Yao, Xiao Yao's two bone wings had been pulled out by that huge force!

Bright red blood splashed on the girl's fair face, and the girl froze for a moment.

"The devil is such a thing as being crucified by the apostles of God." An old voice came abruptly.

The middle-aged priest who walked slowly, dressed in an old missionary attire, held a silver glittering cross in his hand. His tone was flat, like a final prayer before death for an apostate sinner.

"God came to allow, God to forgive, God to redeem the whole world. Why don't you and other demons fall down before the glory of God? The priest pronounced death as if he were reciting a poem.

Two men dressed in metal armor similar to those of Passerby 372 appeared around, and the three of them invisibly reached an encirclement of Elizabeth. The atmosphere of slaughter spread, and now this place is already a hunting ground belonging to the god of death.

Elizabeth's pupils contracted, and she began to tremble. She realized that the Lantern Shadow family in front of her, for her one goal, actually sent four passers-by!

Four passers-by! This is the lineup capable of slaughtering a town.

Passerby 372, I'm afraid it's just an outcast to test his strength. The three people in front of him are the real killer moves of the Lantern Shadow Family.

Xiao Yao was still torn by the huge force suspended in the air, the wound left by the removal of the bone wing on his back was still bleeding blood, and the exoskeleton and scales on the surface of his body also began to crack, Cang Yan ignited on him several times, but it was quickly extinguished - like a fire extinguished by sand.

Cangyan can burn the minds of passers-by like burning wood, but you must know that enough wood can also extinguish the flames of the prairie fire at once.

With this kind of mental power exerted on him, Xiao Yao's resistance could be completely suppressed so easily, which was a level beyond the reach of the previous passer-by 372.

Elizabeth knew that this would not be something that could be done by one person, it was a talent that belonged to this group of passers-by, and this was the guarantee that put the Lampshadow family in an absolute advantage in the confrontation with the Ampeseta family.

This group talent is called the superposition of telekinesis.

The abilities of the awakened are ever-changing, and almost no two awakened people will have the same abilities; Passers-by are different, all passers-by have the same telekinesis, although due to individual differences, the strength of different individuals' telekinesis is different, but this homologous power can be superimposed in a certain way, to achieve the effect that one plus one is greater than two. Thus, in a group battle, completely suppress the awakened of the Ampeseta family.

The three passers-by form a triple superposition of telekinesis, a power so powerful that it can easily dismember enemies into pieces that are impossible to discern with the naked eye.

"It's really unexpected, there are actually two-digit passers-by here, it's an honor to be the enemy of an old monster like you who has lived for a hundred years." Elizabeth took a deep breath and steadied herself. This is already a battlefield, and cowardice is not her label.

"Sinner, you seem to know a lot." The priest smiled gently, "Yes, I'm passer-by number 89, they are 432 and 295. You should know that in the Lantern Shadow family, all passers-by have no name, only a number. We, who have double-digit numbers, have never needed the cumbersome kind of armor. ”

The number of passers-by is a way of dividing classes within the Lantern Shadow family. The smaller the number, the longer it takes to be born, the stronger it tends to be. Four-digit individuals are pure consumables on the battlefield, and three-digit individuals are barely considered Ampeseta's elite soldiers.

However, the number is not a surprise, and even if some of the geniuses among the passers-by become passers-by later and are later numbered, their strength may be stronger than those with smaller numbers.

The double-digit passerby meant that he was one of the first hundred passers-by who were born almost a hundred years ago, and nearly a hundred years of combat experience made him an extremely formidable opponent, one that could alarm the old fellows of the Ampeseta family.

He really doesn't need metal armor, as they are desperately powerful in their own right.

The enemies in front of you have the power to crush them.

Elizabeth remembered the countless battlefields described by her elders, the soldiers of Ampeseta repeatedly rushed into the sea of superimposed mental power with their flesh and blood, and the comrades in front of them were crushed into flesh under the attack like a sea tide, and she stepped on the blood-soaked road of her comrades in order to approach the enemy's defense line little by little......

At this time, her comrades had been defeated, and she was the only one, alone in the face of an almost insurmountable force.