The fire turned the gloomy sky blood-red, and the smoke rose into the sky, and the cries of people could be faintly heard through the smoke, in stark contrast to the previous prosaic evasion of risk.

The sound of houses collapsing came from a distance, as if on a battlefield, many wounded agents were carried out of it, and from time to time hideous-looking corpses were thrown out of the smoke and dust, which looked a little scary.

Judging from the scale alone, this time is probably a very serious invasion, although Nephilim doesn't understand how this invasion came about, but after all, it's a virtual world, and this weird worldview is actually nothing big if you accept it, but it's quite emotional.

It's been ten minutes since Imola entered the battlefield, but judging from the current battle situation, she should have no problem, at least for the time being, Nephilim has now changed into a black cloak like Lyon, wearing the standard sunglasses of the Hacker Empire, standing on the grain pile and looking at the battlefield in the distance with a handsome look.

In his philosophy, since the war has begun, it is necessary to descend as a hero, and the gods descend on ordinary heroes, but they must not be too high-profile, they must appear careless, otherwise they will appear too unstylish.

As for how to enter the venue to be more handsome, Nephilim has been thinking about it for a long time, and I personally think it is foolproof, in short, it is to be handsome! There is no other requirement, it is to be handsome, so handsome that everyone knows that the savior is coming at a glance.

Imola is now on the battlefield, flying a small minions of the Legion of Hell to the orangutan, and then the big Winston completes the final kill, and the action is flawless and flawless.

And fighting side by side with her is a blonde man in a tuxedo, the metal poker in the hand of this little brother nicknamed Black Jack is like a sharp blade, a poker flying out must bring out a bloody trajectory, but eventually this trajectory will return to his hands, as for himself from beginning to end is handsome.

"Little sister Imola, don't be so nervous, I think this is a big fuss at the headquarters." Blackjack came to Imola's side, his feet were on a flutter, and his movements looked extremely pretended: "I haven't seen you so scared, except for the violent little girl with a name, why are you so silent today." ”

"Shut up! No more nonsense, orangutans add dinner in the evening. ”

Imola frowned, wary of her surroundings, and she was quite upset to hear Blackjack's nonsense.

"I don't eat meat." The orangutan shouted from below: "I love cabbage." ”

"That's interesting." The playing cards in Blackjack's hand suddenly flew out, cutting off a guy who was about to sneak up on the orangutan: "It's been a long time since the little monkey was born." ”

"I'm not a monkey." The orangutan spewed hot air from its nostrils, jumped high and stomped on a legionnaire: "Chief, why can't they finish fighting?" ”

Imola also noticed this problem, she and Blackjack had already defeated a lot of legionnaires, but they were like ants in an ant's nest, still pouring in from all directions, although their combat effectiveness was minimal, but this number was too abnormal.

"I doubt it." Blackjack spun a poker card in his hand: "Someone must be calling them all the time." ”

"You have time to doubt, why don't you find this summoner?" Imola still didn't say anything, and then the dagger in her hand flew out, and after impaling three legionnaires in a row, she caught the dagger again before it hit the ground: "Go find the summoner!" ”

"I'm not a detective, so I don't know where it is."

"Where's the Inspector?" Imola turned her head and glared at Blackjack fiercely, "Don't tell me he didn't come?" This is his defensive zone. ”

"You're really right, the detective was transferred by the headquarters, saying that he was investigating the recent frequent attacks, and today there are only two of us, but both of us are combat departments, and we are not good at reconnaissance."

Imola was so angry that she gritted her teeth and saw that there were still dense legionnaires around her, so she gritted her teeth and continued to fight, with the combination of her high-speed attacks and Blackjack's long-range attacks, these legionnaires fell one by one like wheat harvesters, but this was of no practical use, because no matter how many were defeated, there would be a corresponding number to replenish them.

This tactic of ants biting the elephant to death gave Imola a bad premonition......

"Judging by your expression, I can probably guess what you're thinking." Blackjack panted and stood behind Imola, covering each other in a triangle with her and the orangutan: "Could it be her?" ”

Although Imola didn't want to admit it, if there was no miscalculation, then the person they faced this time was probably really the Blood Queen who was designated by the headquarters as one of the most dangerous fifteen people.

A near-immortal, powerful psychic and unusually cruel monster leader.

It may be a bit too much to say that she is the head of the monster, because she was also an agent of Blade Dance, and even almost became the elite agent most likely to take over as the next leader, a super A-class existence, known as the Princess of Blades. But for some reason, the most famous agent in Blade suddenly betrayed the organization and became an agent killer, even killing hundreds of other agents of Blade Dance in one night, earning him the name of the Blood Queen.

In the end, when she was still at her peak, she was annihilated by the ten district governors led by Imola, but who knew that her soul was immortal, and she even experienced several resurrections, each of which would bring a disaster above level A.

"Looks like it's really her." Blackjack whistled, "I'm afraid this is your personal vendetta, and it's inconvenient for me to interfere." ”

"Do you think you ran away, you can go now." Imola sneered, "Do you think she'll mind killing you too?" ”

"Not necessarily, I used to have a good relationship with her."

Although Blackjack said this, he was not idle at all, and the playing cards kept flying out, but this time the playing cards did not return to his hands after cutting his body, but were nailed to all corners.

"Looks like you're going to make a trick?" Imola glanced at him: "You still have a bit of a conscience." ”

"Hey, you're making me a little unhappy talking like that." Although Black Jack was still chattering, his expression was extremely serious, he shook the playing cards very carefully, until all the cards in his hand were thrown away, he put on a smiling face: "What?" You still don't pull out your best one? ”

Imola smiled, and then a thin roll of silk thread appeared on her hand, and then her form vanished, barely visible except for a streak of air, and in less than ten seconds, she was back in her original position, her head glistening with sweat.

"Yes, it's faster than before." Blackjack let out a sigh: "Let's start, right?" ”

"Hmm."

After they looked at each other, they all suddenly moved, Imola jumped high into the sky with a thin thread in her hand, the thin thread fixed in various places was suddenly stretched straight, her ten fingers were wrapped around this thin thread, as long as she moved, there would be a pool of blood mist on the ground, her hands did not stop, and the hell legions fell in pieces, the scene was very bloody, just like the group of people who were cut off by the steel rope at the beginning of the ghost ship, running and running suddenly their heads were gone, and their bodies were suddenly cut in half.

Under this net of both offense and defense, Imola almost effortlessly killed a single piece of armor on the ground, while the subsequent replenishment of legionnaires was still like a tide.

"Yo, let's dance."

Blackjack snapped his fingers lightly, and the playing cards that had been embedded in the ground suddenly all moved, and they bounced irregularly in the crowd, and in a short time they weaved an impermeable network of blades, and with the thin lines of Imola, this area suddenly turned into a huge meat grinder, and blood gushed down the drainage ditch, staining the ground of several square kilometers around it.

"Wow......"

Nephilim looked at the blood flowing from the ditch: "This is too violent. ”

However, he thought that the efficiency of this attack method was really high, and they had already turned defense into attack in an instant after being besieged, and their experience could be said to be very sophisticated.

But......

Yes, there's a but.

From Nephilim's point of view, this kind of attack is simply funny, not to brag about it, Nephilim let the two of them take turns to fight for three hundred years, if he loses a hair, he will lose, not the change of season.

Of course, this is from the perspective of the powerful, and their combat effectiveness is probably not as good as the roasted octopus, probably ......

Sure enough, as Nafi Tian expected, a thick fog soon appeared in this blood-soaked area, so thick that people and animals could not be separated from three meters away, and this fog was obviously light red, as if it was something condensed from the blood on the ground.

The blood mist did not spread, and it slowly condensed in this range, which also made Imola and Blackjack cheer up together, and the two stood together again, frowning and silently vigilant.

"It's coming." Blackjack whistled and said a little flirtatiously, "You have to be careful. ”

"Your voice is starting to tremble."

"Don't use it to hide your nervousness." Not to be outdone, Blackjack was not to be outdone.

And just as he finished speaking, he suddenly pushed Imola hard, and then the force caused the two of them to spread out in both sides at the same time, and in the next moment, a strong breath blew through where they had just stood, and a deep hole appeared in the ground, like cheese cut by a hot knife.

This force was unabated, and it passed directly towards Nephiten, and the pale cyan sword qi fluctuated as if it was about to cut through everything that stood in front of it.

"Wow."

Nai Feitian watched this sword qi attack, pretending to exaggerate and wow, then stretched out his hand and waved it, smashing the sword qi like a fly: "It's 108,000 miles worse than a tassel." ”

It's true...... Although they all belong to the effect of discharging fighting qi, as soon as the tassel similar tricks come out, it can be called the discoloration of heaven and earth, obviously it is just a sword qi but with a rolling thunder, I am afraid that few people under the great ability dare to take it hard, but this one ...... is obviously weak, Zhang Qun has no problem standing there and resisting, maybe he can still fight back with mental power. And ask Zhang Qun if he dares to stand in that sword qi that is hard to connect the tassel......

But after all, the level is different, and you can't use the level of that level to demand this level, just like you can't force elementary school students to solve calculus, that's bullying.

And if you look at it at this level, this time it's not bad, you have to have speed and power, it's really a little interesting, if you look at it according to the level of sword qi just now, Imola may not be able to beat it.

"Long time no see."

In the thick fog, a dark shadow slowly cleared, and then the whole person appeared in front of Blackjack and Imola.

Obviously, judging by the secondary sexual characteristics of this person, it is a woman. And she looks like an ordinary woman, with short brown hair, wearing a very simple small suit, although there is some aesthetic taste, but it is also very decent, and it can even be said that it is a little cold and sexy, but the suit is a little incommensurate with the English broadsword in her hand.

Fortunately, she is holding a broad-edged sword, if she takes a ghost-headed broadsword, it will be terrifying, and she will definitely have a full sense of disobedience.

However, from the moment she appeared, Imola and Blackjack were obviously a little nervous, and they invariably took a step back, cautiously on guard.

"Imola, you can actually walk, congratulations."

She looked at Imola and opened her mouth like a chatter, but she didn't mean to congratulate her, but there was a chill in her mouth.

"You still dare to show up, you really don't give up." Blackjack shook his head and sighed: "I really can't figure it out, people who obviously have great achievements are willing to fall and waste my feelings for so long, you don't know how long I have a crush on you." ”

"Sorry, you're not my type."

As the big sister Leng Yan spoke, she suddenly disappeared, and then appeared in front of Black Jack, and the long knife stabbed him directly, and just at the last moment, Imola kicked Black Jack's thigh, so that Black Jack, who had not had time to react, fell down with a soft foot.

Although the posture was ugly, he managed to avoid the killing blow.

"Good." The eldest sister Leng Yan turned around and looked at Imola coldly, her eyes emitting a faint red blood light: "Imola, today you will probably understand my pain at that time." ”

With that, her long sword appeared behind Imola's back, without warning and without a sound, such an attack could not be dodged even if Imola was fast, and Blackjack obviously couldn't keep up with her speed.

Just as Imola was about to be killed in an instant, suddenly a bullet pierced through the fog like a ghost, and slammed straight on the blade, and the broadsword, which was almost at the level of a demon blade, was bounced out.

"Who!"

The big sister Leng Yan looked back at the place where the bullets were flying, and Imola also looked in that direction with wide eyes.

"It's not too late to show up at this time, is it?"

The breeze gently blew and the mist quickly began to dissipate, as well as the long trench coats of the comers. I saw that the trench coat on his body was blown loudly, revealing a snow-white shirt and a slightly frivolous tie, as well as a huge revolver in his right hand.

Imola stared at the visitor with wide eyes, and the joy in her eyes was about to burst out.

"Who is this?" Blackjack was surprised, but apparently he noticed Imola's expression: "It's very handsome." ”

"My friend." Imola narrowed her eyes and laughed, "He's very strong. ”

"How strong can it be?" Blackjack pouted disdainfully: "It's just a ranger." ”