"I don't care who you are or where you come from! Be prepared to die whenever you want to do it"

Bill's words are not untargeted, the dark seed is definitely an anti-heaven existence in the secret method, and even if the caster runs to the ends of the earth, he will not escape the doom of being discovered.

"That's right, you're on my list" The red-robed man didn't listen to Bill's words at all, and took off the red coat and hat that could be used as a mask, revealing a face without any expression, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, which was a kind of ruthlessness carved into the bones.

Bill smiled slightly, it turned out that this man was not targeting the two girls he was with now.

"So, let's get started!"

There was no détente, no begging for mercy

The two of them each controlled their own energy, Bill silently disappeared in place, while the red-robed man turned his ten fingers into sharp blood fingers with a pinch of his hands, and the dark red light flickered and flickered.

"Interesting!"

Bill pulled the corners of his mouth into a forced smile, and his body was solemn, floating backwards like a shadow ghost.

After retreating a long way, Bill folded his arms a little calmly and looked at the red-robed man calmly from afar.

The red-robed man didn't expect Bill to be invisible, he was slightly stunned, and stood in place for a while, then put down his bloody and violent hands, and the light on his hands dimmed.

In the quiet of the night, the footsteps of the red robe moved forward an inch.

Bill was in the distance, and he frowned suddenly, because he was clearly aware of the large area where the red-robed man was, and the air had frozen a little.

"Is that the way?"

Bill found out in time, so he didn't dare to move at the moment, for fear that his body would be discovered.

The red-robed man's pace quickened a little, and Bill's gaze followed him closely.

When he came to the corner of a street, he suddenly stopped, made a discovery, looked sideways, and Bill followed his gaze and found a drunken man lying on the corner of the rags in a very secret way.

"Unlucky guy!" Bill muttered silently in his heart.

Although he had no contact with the man, Bill just had a feeling that he was going to kill the drunkard.

Ever since Bill mastered the dark arts, and with the prophecy-like surveillance vision brought about by the magical power of time, Bill's perception has never been wrong.

The drunkard collapsed on the ground sickly, and the red robe looked at it carefully, then turned around and continued to move without looking back.

But the tense and condensed atmosphere for a moment made the drunk aware of it.

"Oh? I'm here! But you, who are not drunk with a thousand cups, Lord Bacchus," and in an incoherent and slurred voice, the drunkard grabbed one of the ankles of the red-robed man.

The red-robed man took a step, and the scruffy drunkard was dragged along the ground, and he also advanced a little, and was pulled out of the corner shop.

"Uh-" The drunkard burped, crawled forward, tilted his head, and rested on the black leather shoes of the red-robed man. "Beauty, don't go! Pour me another glass. ”

The red-robed man paused on the spot, then leaned down slightly, grabbed the drunkard's back collar, and pulled him up from the ground.

Young and handsome, with a ruthless face, a drunken flush at the drunkard.

Under the almost frozen tense atmosphere,

The drunkard shuddered, and his expression became a little clearer, but as soon as he woke up like this, he felt that his body was very uncomfortable, and he opened his eyes in a daze, and he didn't see who the person in front of him was, so his stomach and intestines surged, and vomited out a lot of metabolites, and the red-robed man just moved his hand back a little, so that the two of them were separated by a little distance, and he vomited all of them on the ground.

Far away, Bill was horrified by the strange and unpleasant smell.

The corners of the red-robed man's mouth twitched, and he threw the drunkard to the ground, and then stomped on his head.

His brain burst out, and the poor drunkard never felt sick again.

The dead man made the air suddenly freeze a little more, and under the control of such compression, the red-robed man looked angrily in Bill's direction.

The figure in stealth is squeezed out by the air.

Needless to say, Bill was discovered,

In an instant, a red light bullet with a chaotic mix of black silk ejected over.

Bill's feet moved, and he quickly retreated, and a pure black seed energy was also controlled by Bill in his hands, Bill put his hands together, sandwiching the seed energy in his hands, and the energy instantly melted under Bill's manipulation, wrapping Bill's hands.

At this moment, the flying ball of light was already a millimeter away from Bill's body.

Feeling this powerful energy fluctuation, the corner of Bill's eyes twitched at the last moment, but he still did not hesitate to defend the oncoming energy bomb with his hands wrapped in seed energy.

Confidence in the dark arts makes Bill completely unafraid of other energies.

"Humph!"

Bill coped with all his might, but the dark magic energy covered by his hands was still pulled by the enemy's ball of light, and then a trace was separated, but the free energy could still be used by Bill to resist his attacks, and the two faced each other, not exploding, but canceling each other.

The withering energy in the ball of light made Bill finally understand at this moment that the body of an energy creature would be harmed by such magical energy, and this corrosive magical energy seemed to make a rune creature like Bill have a natural fear.

It didn't last long, and the ball of light finally became weak, and gradually annihilated in front of Bill's palm, as if it had been snuffed out by his hand.

However, the dark magic energy wrapped in Bill's arm was completely gone, and the ten fingers that originally existed were also missing, so it seems that he was not as safe as he seemed from the outside.

Bill had a glimmer of insight in such a new mode of battle.

With his powerful ability to manipulate the dark arts, Bill slid through the air with one arm.

The dissolved seed energy melted into a black iron curtain.

With his palm pressed against the Iron Curtain, Bill looked at the red-robed figure across the energy layer.

"This time, I want to thank you."

Bill's fingers were restored, and the light curtain in his hand was also gently pushed by him.

The red-robed man didn't say a word, and stretched out his finger, instantly dyed with burning blood.

The light curtain that was crushed by the wall slid vertically, and as soon as the red line flew out, it was easy to cut the wall of light in two, grazing his body and flying past.

'Boom-'

The sound of the wall collapsing behind him, accompanied by the barking of dogs in the street, made the quiet night boil in an instant.

Almost at the same time, the lights were turned on, and the noisy sound came in pieces.

Bill stared at the collapsed wall behind the red-robed man, clenched his fists, and ran without looking back.

The powerful physical energy burst out at a terrifying speed, and in an instant, he ran a distance of more than ten meters.

"Damn it!" The hurricane whistling in his ears is enough to prove the terrifying speed of Bill's now.

Bill didn't want to be discovered now and attract too much attention from the powerful people in this world, so disturbing the residents was not good news.

The red-robed man didn't chase Bill, but his fingers burned strangely.

Under this concentration of energy, his hands became almost transparent, and he could clearly see the blood and tissues and muscles flowing under the skin.

A hundred meters away, Bill felt his body burn, as if he had been thrown into the raging flames in an instant.

It's not an illusion that the whole body is starting to melt.

Bill struggled to run a few steps before his feet were misaligned.

Bill didn't have to think about it to know that there must be something missing in his body that would affect his runaway.

Bill fell to the ground, and under the sound of the wind behind him, Bill burst out another dark seed without looking.

A pure black transparent energy protection was born, but it was instantly destroyed by two chaotic magic light bullets.

"Boom-"

A loud explosion sent Bill's body flying.

Bill's body was lifted high.

Finally, with a 'flutter-', he fell through the rubble on the roof of a resident's house.

The scorching heat made Bill clench his fists and slam into the walls of the house, despite the dust that had fallen all over his body.

The bricks flew and the earth and stones scattered.

Bill savagely slammed through the wall, and his vision was wide.

The aura coming from behind him made Bill clench his fists, and he knew that this enemy was even more powerful than he imagined!

Rationally, the last seed energy was still not used by him impulsively.

Going out from house to house, the crowd that slowly gathered was horrified when they saw the streets destroyed by powerful forces, and when the body of a drunkard with his head crushed was discovered, everyone suddenly became panicked.

The city is slowly becoming chaotic.

And those people who don't know why, seeing the panicked appearance of the people around them, are even more precarious.

The shadow of fear came too suddenly, and for ordinary residents, they had never seen such a gifted person with great power.

In the night sky, a straight pillar of light fell.

The light faded, revealing two figures, one extremely noble and the other shoddy and abnormal.

They were Trist and Graves, who happened to be here.

Ever since he worked with Trist, Graves has been addicted to smoking, and now the cigars in his mouth are his favorite, and they taste great when he has nothing to do.

Trist sniffed his nose and subconsciously turned over a card in his hand: "The taste of energy, old man, have a job to do?" ”

As he spoke, the perspective of fate had locked on the two talents, and there was no hidden energy, and under Trist's special natural ability, nothing was imperceptible, including Bill's shallow stealth skills.

Graves took the last puff of his cigarette without raising his head, pricked up his ears again, and then raised the golden hand cannon with a big grin. "Left or right."

Trist spotted the panic in the people, and he lifted his hat indifferently, "This is not a pirate island!" You give me a little care. ”

"These weirdos! I want to smash them with one shot. Graves threw down the huge and heavy barrel, the muzzle of the hand cannon, and smashed a small pit directly into the ground and inserted it into a raised corner.

"Old man, aren't you afraid of going off? That's going to blow us all away! Trist's eyelids twitched, and he glanced at Graves' golden cannon.

"That's why I bought a sturdy, solid gold build!" Graves pushed the handle of the cannon, and seemed to have the intention of striking at the ground.

Trist puzzled, golden? What does that have to do with being blown up?

"You know what?! As long as the hand cannon is strong enough, the explosion will choke in the barrel! Won't blow us up! ”

Trist thought about it, and it seemed to make sense, but he also felt that the stronger the hand cannon, the greater the explosive power it would be, which was a contradiction.

"I'm an ammunition expert, and you! Just an idiot," Graves scoffed, holding his cannon with the other hand, intending to give him a demonstration now. "Look! Just plug the barrel! Then hold it down, then the explosion will only be on the inner wall of the hand cannon. ”

"Oops! Stop," Trist hurriedly grabbed him.

"What's there to be afraid of? Coward! ”

Trist was speechless, he remembered a popular truth: those who are good at water die in water, those who are good at swords die by swords, and those who use schemes die in schemes.

Thinking that Graves, who is a fearless expert in ammunition, may one day be killed by his own explosives, and the explosion will be shattered.

Trist wittily ruled out that Graves could control the power of the hand cannon, he only believed that as long as Graves pulled the handle, the huge explosion would blow the ground open, and then the hand cannon would also explode, and then the bones of the two people would be blown up.

"We still have business to do, save some ammo!"

"Idiot, how could I waste ammunition on someone like you!" Graves slapped Triste's palm away disdainfully, then picked up his hand cannon, pressed against his thick stubble, and kissed the barrel of the golden hand cannon.

Trist couldn't bear it anymore, he looked away with an allergic look, and suddenly sighed: "Isn't that Bill?" ”

Bill sprinted through the crowd, grabbed a vicious dog barking at him, and threw it behind him without looking.

However, if a gifted person can be blocked by a vicious dog, he is not called a gifted person

Many panicked people saw this scene, a red-robed man with a flame in his palm, chasing a black shadow that he couldn't see clearly.

The pillar of light that descended from the sky was seen by Bill and the red-robed man, and at the same time, it was unexpectedly seen by many residents, which allowed this huge panic situation to continue to spread, and the entire neighborhood, extending in all directions, was in chaos, like a sign of doom.

Bill had already seen the card master in the distance, and he sped up again.

Although I don't like this person very much, the two of them are a bit fateful.

Even if Trist doesn't save him when he dies, Bill can try to cause trouble

With this mentality, Bill instantly consumed the last seed energy and healed his body that was almost roasted into slag.

"Trist! Watch out for this man! ”

Far away, Bill yelled at the disguised aristocrat who was watching the play.

Trist was stunned for a moment, and looked again at Bill, who was different from the original.

Bill was lucky enough to dodge a magic bullet from behind and managed to run to Trist's side, and then, as soon as he recognized the ammunition specialist next to Trist, he was choked in the head with the huge powder cannon barrel in his hand.

Bill was sweating on his forehead, and he didn't know if he would survive after his head was blown off.

"What the is this?" Graves craned his neck and glanced at Card Master.

Although Bill was blocked by the muzzle of the gun, he was not polite to him. "It's your grandfather! I'm your grandfather. ”

Graves was short-circuited by Bill's tone for a second, and then angrily held the barrel of the cannon to Bill's head.

The muzzle of the cannon is about the size of a normal person's head, and when Graves messed with it, Bill's head was almost stuffed in.

"Do you know who I am? How do you talk to grandpa? ”

Graves hadn't touched his brow for an unknown amount of time, and his days had been too quiet since he had taught some young men like Bill on Pirate Island.

On Bill's side, it's a kick.

But Graves' hand cannon smashed Bill's head first.

If it weren't for Bill's energy creatures, he would have had his head bloom on the spot, and Rao was like this, and he was also blackened by this gold nugget.

"Huh? That's not the people of the Holy Court? Trist saw the red-robed man at a glance and identified him.

"No matter what kind of bird he is, can he be better than our pirate ship?"

The red-robed man in the distance was powerful, but he was much more powerful than Bill, and Graves cautiously picked up the hand cannon to shoot past.

If you can't blow up the target, I'm afraid this cannon will destroy a lot of buildings!

"Don't be impulsive!"

Trist's voice was already a step too late.

The huge burning red cannonball had been blasted out accurately.

This loaded gunpowder cannonball, with a terrifying and terrifying power, rolled rapidly, and the spark that ignited was like a fad, about to blow all obstacles into slag.

"Boom-"

Two red wilting energies caused this powerful bomb to explode in advance.

The bomb exploded in place, sending up a cloud of earth and gunpowder debris in the sky.

The panic in the city permeated everyone's hearts, and some people were completely out of control, and even the idea of running away could not be born in their minds.

"Do the people of the Holy Court really want to interfere in our plans?" Trist pressed Graves' hand, and the voice came out coldly from afar.

The red-robed man stood coldly in the distance, looking at the few people he was facing, and knowing that he couldn't solve his set goal today, he turned around without looking back and left in the opposite direction.

The atmosphere became calm.

Those who poured out of the room didn't even dare to gasp.

The departure of the red-robed man, within Trist's expectations, he behaved very naturally.

"It's so hard!" Trist held his head with a headache, sighed silently, and turned his gaze to Bill again.

"I didn't expect us to meet again!"

"I didn't expect me to be alive!" Bill shook his head, still dizzy in his head.

Trist nodded honestly, "Actually, you should thank me." ”

"Thank you for wanting to kill me?" Bill pouted.

Trist was silent for a moment, and then shook his head slightly: "We used to be very similar!" Dirty, miserable, depressed, ignorant, hesitant to live without a future, there is no meaning, and it is really better to die than to live like that."

Bill looked at him with a blank expression.

Trist is the chosen one who was named a guardian by the Time Keepers.

He is also the patron of the goddess of fate.

With the blessing of the stars, the abilities are mysterious.

Bill, there are some places where you really can't blame him, after all, everyone has bad roots.

Graves saw that Bill actually talked to Triste, and he was immediately unhappy, given that Bill and Trist knew each other, he generously and kindly did not smash Bill's head, but used a heavy gold hand cannon to knock Bill's head again.

Bill, who didn't know it, didn't expect that he was actually attacked, and he heard Graves's loud voice in a dizzy head.

"Stinky boy! You haven't said how we settle our accounts! ”

"Count it as a xx!"

"It's kind of talking to grandpa like this! But the more you have it, the faster it will die! ”