Perverse!

A mournful red light pierced the night sky, leaving a piercing scream that pierced the darkness in the cold, sword-like Siberian snowy night. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info A huge black shadow crashed to the ground, it was a giant insect of level seven.

The tall butcher withdrew his blood-red weapon, and the vulture lion still hissed unwillingly, as if he was far from satisfied with the sea of corpses and blood in front of him.

The guards scanned their surroundings vigilantly, and in the cold Siberian night without stars and moons, there were murderous intent everywhere.

"General, you ...... Okay? The guard raised his guts, but when his gaze came into contact with the countless corpses beside the woman in black, he couldn't help but shudder.

Barrett's trademark earth-shattering roar was answered by the guards, and a sixth-level lurker slowly emerged in the snow in the distance, its still moving body crashed into the spruce under the impact of explosive force, and the thick spruce broke off in response, and the skull and brain that was exploded by Barrett splattered, mixed with human blood that had not yet been digested by it, the zerg body pulp, and dyed the cold snow of the Siberian forest with colorful cruelty.

The tall black-clothed general held the exaggerated and huge M82A1 pestle beside him, and her breathing was so heavy and urgent, a layer of white mist quickly rose in front of her. A wisp of red blood slowly dripped down Barrett's gun, and the general was wounded after all, and it was even worse under the huge recoil of the M82A1.

As a seven-winged Angel of Death, being able to defeat a Zerg opponent of the same level is close to her limit.

"General......" The guards couldn't help but clench their weapons, if it weren't for the fact that they were too weak and carelessly attacked by the Zerg, how could the general be seriously injured? Besides, the general came at a gallop all the way, just to be able to rescue them immediately, and many guards here burst into tears.

The generals of the Angels of Death have always been cold, and their generals are outliers.

The tall female general in the cold wind walked to the nearest spruce, sat on the ground without caring about the image, and then skillfully took out a cigarette from her bosom and lit it with a "pop" in the bright fireworks.

In the faint light of the burning tobacco, the seven-winged Angel of Death nameplate on the chest of her dark combat uniform, numbered DA-7A-018, shone brightly.

DA-7-018, what a familiar number, if Van was here, he would almost without hesitation call out its owner's name.

One of the few generals who has experienced the Angel of Death after the Civil War, Rose, is now an A-class Angel of Death.

Like a mysterious poem, when the people around her left her one after another, her past was buried by her own hands, and she never talked about her past in front of others, even when that name appeared.

That name, the owner of the vulture lion in her hand that will never be replaced.

"We've lost a few brothers." Taking a deep breath of the strong smoke, Rose asked calmly.

"Ten people were slightly injured, and fifteen people were seriously injured."

"I'm asking about the number of deaths." Rose coldly interrupted the guards.

The guards looked at each other and cautiously replied, "Dead...... Three, thirty ......"

Silence, Rose smoked softly, how many people are there in a company? In just half an hour, the number of dead and wounded has already passed half, and this is the result of her non-stop timely arrival.

Such casualty rates are simply too high, and the likes of this are by no means uncommon in recent times.

The pensive Rose couldn't help frowning, and the sense of potential crisis in her heart became stronger and stronger.

A cigarette was long enough for the remaining Angels of Death to clean up the mess, and Rose, who had extinguished the fire, stood up with the giant Barrett on her laurels and led a group of demoralized guards back in the Siberian cold wind in the direction of the main city.

………………

On the side of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, a young man in a crisp Angel of Death military uniform looked out of the window uneasily, his epaulettes proving his identity as a general, the darkness was as thick as ink in the snowy cold night, no matter how strong the light source emanated from his room, it was difficult to illuminate the world three meters beyond the window.

The faithful attendant, fearing that the young general would catch a cold, put on a warm shoulder for him, but was immediately pulled aside by the restless general. Shiny leather boots stomped back and forth on the floor, making a thudding sound.

"Hasn't Rose come back yet? Who gave her permission to go alone? The young general had a gloomy face, and behind him was a row of trembling sergeants.

"General...... General Rose insisted on doing so, and we simply stopped her......" The sergeants tried to defend themselves.

"Can't stop it? If I can't stop you, I won't follow?! If anything goes wrong with her, it won't help to cost you all your lives! The young general roared.

"You don't need to embarrass them, I ordered them not to come with them." Just then, Rose's slightly cold voice followed her as she pushed the door in.

"You're back?" The young general's eyes lit up suddenly, and in the light of the light, the tall curves of the rose were almost perfect, and even the reflection on the wall was so well proportioned, "Are you alright?" He hurried in three steps and two steps.

"Why are you so reckless? You know, how can the life of those wastes compare to you? And you see you don't even clean up the snow, so you're going to catch a cold. He reached out to brush the snowflakes off his short rose chestnut hair.

"That's enough." Rose frowned and fended off the other's hand.

The young general didn't care either, but his nose shook a few times and then his face sank with a look of concern, "I smell blood, are you injured?" Where's the injury? Why can't those damn soldiers carry out orders properly! If you can't do such a trivial thing, you should let them be eaten up by those Zerg minuses! The young general cursed as he stretched out his hand again.

"I've said enough!" Rose raised her voice sharply, and in the shadow created by the light, the sharp edges and corners of her face were as bright and prickly as a special wild rose, "You don't care if your subordinates live or die, but please understand that my subordinates, I have the final say." "Rose coldly word by word, she is no longer the rose she used to be, weakness and cowardice have long been buried by her own hands in the deep blood and fire, and now she only has heroic sharpness.

Seeing that Rose was really angry, the young general was immediately defeated, and he apologized again and again in an almost reassuring tone, "Okay, okay, let's not talk about it. Then he turned to the waiter and said, "Anna, bring me the gift I have prepared." ”

"Guess what's in there?" Holding the box in his hand, the young general was smiling.

"Not interested." Rose's answer was still cold.

"Do you remember what Lord Yang Feng promised me? That A-rank lightsaber? No, he sent someone to deliver it today, but I decided to give it to you. The young general smiled.

Looking at the A-level lightsaber lying quietly in the box, the sergeants watching from the side let out exclamations and inhalations, A-level lightsaber, converted to a general level, that is, an eighth-level lightsaber, such a powerful weapon is the entire Angel of Death can't find a few, but it is such a precious weapon, but it was given away as a gift? It seems that the young general's love for Rose is indeed not limited to appearances.

In the face of such a gift, even Rose couldn't help but be stunned, this is too precious, even with her current status, it is difficult to get it even if she is bankrupt, but she still shook her head and refused in the past.

"Stay, your current status is enough to match this lightsaber, and besides, your vulture lion should be replaced."

Hearing this, Rose couldn't help but shake the vulture lion in the palm of her hand, as the other party said, as a general of an angel of death, this C-level matching sword is indeed unusable, otherwise she may not be injured today. And the A-rank lightsaber in front of her could almost instantly increase her combat power by one level, as long as she nodded slightly, she could get it at her fingertips. This is impossible for any reformer who craves power to refuse.

Taking a deep breath, the vulture lion in the palm of her hand was almost wet with her sweat, "This is your thing, I don't want it." After a fierce battle of ideas, Rose remained steadfast in her previous choice.

Looking at Rose, who turned around and walked away mercilessly after speaking, even if she had a good cultivation, she couldn't help but burst out, "Rose! The young general's face turned pale, "Don't be ignorant!" I know exactly what I am doing to you, the whole Angel of Death, in my current status, I can't count the number of women who want to sleep with me, you don't toast or eat! With my current status, I can single-handedly pull you up, and I can also make you irreversible! The young general was finally annoyed by Rose's coldness.

Rose stood still but didn't look back, her tone couldn't tell whether it was flat or sarcastic, "Yes, with your current status, as the hottest celebrity in Lord Yang Feng's eyes, I believe you have this ability." ”

"Then put away your pride! Throw away the vulture lion that is no longer worthy of you, your extravagance and persistence are just a ridiculous bubble, that man will not come back, he is dead, dead in the wilderness! Death at the hands of the Yamas! This is a fact, a fact that no one can change! The young general roared.

"Shut up!" Far from touching Rose, the young general's words aroused her deepest anger, like a dragon that touched the scales, Rose's angular face was full of persistence and anger, "I don't allow you to curse him in any way, he won't die, he will never die, even if everyone in this world dies, he won't die!" And he promised me that he would definitely come back! ”

"Don't dream about Rose, he can't be alive! No one can leave the organization and live alone in the wilderness, no one can! ”

"Really?! But you, your eyes have clearly betrayed your heart! You don't actually believe he's dead! As his former subordinate, you know his strength and ability better than me, and it's not me who is dreaming, but you! In fact, you have always been afraid of him, even if he has been gone for so long, what he has left in your memory is deep enough that you will never forget him for the rest of your life! Am I right? General Mu! ”

Solemn? This young general with a blue face at the moment turned out to be Fan's former subordinate, the Mu who has always liked to disagree with him?

Mu breathed rapidly, his face was a mixture of angry red and iron blue, Rose's words were heart-wrenching, like a sharp knife carved into his heart, indeed, he had never forgotten that man, the man he would never surpass in his life, even if he had been away from the Angel of Death for so long, even if he was still alive, that man was a thorn in his heart that could never be removed.

"He'll be back because he promised me." After calmly saying the last sentence, Rose held the vulture lion head in her palm and left without looking back, but the other thing was that her palm was no longer sweaty at this time, so she could hold it more firmly and leave.

"Brahman...... Sanskrit!!! ”

After Rose left, all that left the room was Mu gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice, and the sergeants were terrified and cautious. (To be continued.) )