In the middle of the battlefield, Fan suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and the perceptual pulse he sent out was completely swallowed by an unknown force, which was an ability unique to the upper Zerg. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Could it be that there are high-level zergs here?" Fan's face tightened, this was not good news for him.

But a task is a task, and whatever arises, he must clear it, this is the iron law of the Angel of Death, and no one can break it.

Fan Yu carried the heavy AWM on his back, adjusted the power of the vulture lion in his hand to the maximum, and then hid his body as much as possible, and rushed towards the area where the perception of nothingness appeared.

As soon as he approached the periphery of this area, a cold aura immediately locked onto him, this was not killing intent, but indifference and ruthlessness that was purer than killing intent.

Brahma could even feel that his body had begun to stiffen, and every part of his body was terrified by this solemn ruthlessness.

A barefoot little girl approached him at this moment, in the thick snow everywhere, the little girl's fragile body seemed to fall at any moment, the immature face still hung with tears that had not yet dried up, and the terrible blood-red gunshot wound on the thigh produced a cruel beauty on her snow-white skin.

"Hitomi?" Fan's expression was a little surprised, because the originator of the cold qi here was the immature child in front of him.

The huge scar on Hitomi's thigh was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Van could even see the rapidly growing granulation at the wound.

"Who are you?" Hitomi tilted her head and spoke, her voice hollow and cold like never before.

Beneath the purple goggles was a purple glow, and Van couldn't even see her eyes.

Instinct drove Van to make corresponding self-defense actions, but it was this small action that had serious consequences.

"Enemy, kill." There was absolutely ruthless indifference in the tone of the slaughter.

Peng!

Van slammed his back against the wooden wall behind him, and the thick snow was deeply scarred by the plough.

"Hitomi!" Fan couldn't help but cry out, he really couldn't figure out what was going on with this child, but it was such an immature child, he knocked himself away with just a casual blow, and he couldn't even make any effective resistance, because Hitomi's attack method seemed to contain countless changes, Fan had tried to analyze it with omniscience, but the speed of analysis couldn't keep up with the speed of her change at all.

In this infinitely changing blow, Fan even saw the shadow of gun fighting, or this is the real gun fighting technique.

"Hitomi?" The little girl tilted her head and murmured softly, as if remembering something.

"What the hell is going on?" Van tried to make his tone sound as gentle as he could.

"Enemy, kill." Hitomi regained clarity from her confusion and chose to attack Van again.

"Hitomi!" Fan couldn't help but increase his tone again, from the bottom of his heart he really didn't want to hurt this little girl, but reality didn't seem to allow him to do so.

Hitomi's attack became more and more aggressive, so that Fan finally had to give up his hidden strength.

"Overclocking!" Fan took a deep breath, and at this moment, every ability cell in his body emitted an excited tremor, and the power hidden in the ability cells was transmitted to the whole body through this rhythmic trembling.

Fan's body was as hot as a fire, and the desire to fight constantly stimulated his body and stimulated his urge to release this power.

Van finally made a move, as fast as a flash of lightning.

The strength and speed beyond the limits of his body were terrifying, and in this short moment, Fan completely got rid of Hitomi's suppression and firmly controlled the rhythm of the battle in his own hands.

The power of the battle between the two was terrifying, and the thick snow on the ground flew up, completely obscuring the figures of the two, and all the obstacles that stood in the path of the two could not escape the fate of destruction.

Van didn't have the desire to kill Hitomi, so from the moment he launched the overclock, he tried to find a loophole in Hitomi's attack to end the fight.

But to his surprise, Hitomi's attack was almost flawless, except that he was suppressed only at first, and then he felt more and more tricky in the battles that followed.

As time progressed, Van began to be a little overwhelmed, overclocking was a huge overdraft for the body, and he couldn't maintain the overclocking state for a long time.

The frequency of the fibrillation of the ability cells had begun to decline, and his body began to feel more and more tired.

Fan's shot is getting heavier and heavier, what he needs now is to solve the battle immediately, the pupil who fights with him is like a huge sponge, constantly learning experience in the fight with him, at the beginning Fan can still have the upper hand, but slowly the pupil can already start to fight with Fan.

A last struggle flashed across Fan's face, he finally stopped keeping Hitomi, and if he didn't settle the battle now, then he would most likely end up losing at Hitomi's hands.

"Huh!" The sound of a lion and vulture finally appeared, and Fan finally urged the vulture lion's sword, and the red sword curtain slashed towards the pupil at lightning speed, this sword was fast to the limit, even beyond the speed that human vision could capture.

Fan rushed out of the falling snow, the red light appeared unusually dazzling against the snow-white background, and the red light appeared for a moment, and disappeared in an instant.

Van fell to one knee, his heavy wheezing being the only sound in the silent area.

A drop of crimson blood dripped from the hilt of the vulture lion's sword onto the snow, like a crimson dotted with white satin.

Fan's left hand pressed his right arm tightly, and the pain spread almost all over his right arm.

His right arm was dislocated by Hitomi in the final blow.

He admits that at the last moment he backed down, an experience he had never had before, and in a real battle, Van was always able to suppress everything with reason.

But this time, he finally realized the price of being swayed by emotion.

Behind him, Hitomi, who was standing quietly, turned around, a small cut on her cheek still dripping with blood.

"Blood." Hitomi murmured softly, brushing her right hand lightly over her cheek, and then gently tasting the red blood droplets on her fingertips, and then her expression suddenly began to become hideous.

"Whoever hurts me, die!"

Brilliant purple light completely enveloped Brahmin through the goggles, just as it had enveloped Caimen before.

And Fan, who was half-kneeling on the ground, had difficulty breathing in his chest as if it was pressed by a mountain.

An incomparably powerful purple will suddenly descended into Fan's consciousness, as solemn as a god and as ruthless as a demon.

The purple will penetrates into Brahma's body from every part of Brahma's exposed skin.

Van seems to have been doomed at this moment, destined to become a twisted corpse.

But another bit of will in this desperate situation became Brahma's last hope, which was the darkness that annihilated everything, and the coldness that annihilated everything.

This black light lit up every ability cell of Fan, or rather, the ability cell produced this black light.

The black will just let out a roar, and the purple that was spreading in every cell in Fan's body, like a natural enemy in front of him, quickly retreated like a tide, and there was not a trace left Fan's body.

"King!" Hitomi's originally expressionless face was in disbelief.

The purple that spread from her eyes was completely useless, just like the battle that had happened in Fan's body before, and Fan's purple will was once again defeated.

The only difference is that the light that was once produced by the Brahman Ability Cells that was difficult to distinguish colors has finally become the purest darkness at this moment.

The rest of his life after the catastrophe only lasted for a moment of sluggishness, and he endured the pain caused by the overdraft of his body, and rolled behind the pupil who still maintained his astonishment.

A knife in his left hand slashed into the back of Hitomi's head, and Hitomi, who had been hit hard, finally fell down.

Van gasped heavily, he was very happy, and indeed deserved.

Although he didn't know what had just happened, he was sure that his ability cells had saved his life again.

Knowing that at this moment, Fan Ye couldn't figure out how the young and immature pupil could produce such a powerful force, so powerful that he could barely resist.

But when he got rid of the doubts in his heart, the inevitable choice finally reappeared.

To kill or not to kill, there can only be one result.

The confrontation between the organization and the ego, no matter what the outcome, may lead to hell.

And at this moment, looking at the other team members galloping in the distance, Van knew that he had to make a decision immediately.

Eventually, Van raised the Colt Python with a trembling left arm, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at Hitomi, who had fallen to the ground and fell unconscious.

Hitomi's snow-white shoulder-length hair was as soft as satin, her long eyelashes trembled slightly in the wind, like helpless grass, and a shallow scar still had blood on her tender and lovely face.

The intense struggle was still clearly visible on Fan's face.

As the footsteps in the distance got closer and closer, Van finally stopped hesitating and pressed his left index finger tightly on the trigger.

"Smack!"

Colt's brutal gunfire became the last swan song in the entire valley.