Rei was taken aback and barely opened her eyes, and was greeted by a sweet little face with an unchanging smile on her face all the time. But this smile seemed to Liz to be so soft and beautiful. Without any reason, just relying on intuition, Li sat up abruptly and blurted out: "Xiao Luo! ”

Xiao Luo, who had turned into the form of a little human girl, looked at Li and grinned. Her movements were stiff and unnatural, as if she was about to bite something, but Leigh understood what she meant, and she was laughing. Even though her little face was covered with black ash, she looked so sweet.

Leigh's gaze then fell on Xiao Luo's face to her chest, and her face immediately turned pale. Xiao Luo's chest was almost completely smashed, and he could even see the wriggling internal organs inside!

Leigh's lips quivered, and she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say a word. Out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly saw something, screamed, and the strength in her body came from nowhere, Huo Ran stood up and blocked Xiao Luo behind her.

Behind a house not far away, an off-road command vehicle rushed out, and a recoilless gun erected on the roof of the car was slowly turning, and the dark muzzle was aimed at Li and Xiao Luo.

"Run!" Leigh shouted, then spread her arms and met the muzzle of the cannon with her chest.

In the command car, sat the first-level commander who followed him. He grinned, licked his lips, and looked at Leigh in the center of the screen, his thumb constantly rubbing over the launch button, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry to press it. He liked the feeling of toying and manipulating, and preferred the sense of superiority with a group of subordinates who had no emotion and intelligence, and almost every strong throbbing made him feel so noble, so different. He prefers to scold his subordinates from all angles, but no matter how he scolds, he doesn't respond, which always makes him feel a little regretful.

Xiao Luo suddenly turned over, moved dozens of meters away like lightning, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Seeing Xiao Luo escape, Li finally had a satisfied smile. But she stared at the slowly approaching command vehicle, suddenly exerted her strength, and rushed towards the muzzle!

"It's just a little bastard, I'll clean her up later!" The alienated cultivator commander thought, his finger finally resting on the fire button. For some reason, the oncoming woman gave him unspeakable pressure and made his heart beat very hard. Just when the commander couldn't bear the pressure and wanted to press down the firing button hard, the command vehicle suddenly vibrate. Caught off guard, the commander slammed into the wall of the carriage, and blood immediately flowed down his head.

After the command car shook for a moment, it began to shake constantly, and there was a very strange feeling that enveloped the commander. He swooped down to the car, pulled the shutters on the windows, and looked out. At this time, he was shocked to find that the command vehicle had risen from the ground and was floating in the air at a height of several meters at the moment!

Something seemed to float over in the field of vision, but the commander could see what it was, but the sight began to distort and blur. It wasn't until the tempered glass window in front of him was visibly twisted, softened, and finally turned into a shiny liquid dripping that the commander was shocked and let out a hysterical scream!

That's a field of high temperatures up to thousands of degrees!

With a bang, the ammunition and fuel stored in the command vehicle suddenly exploded, and an extremely dazzling blazing fireball bloomed in the air.

A strange whistling sounded in the air again, and a black shadow flew far away, and when it was still hundreds of meters away, all the cultivator warriors stopped their movements and turned their heads to stare at the flying black shadow. They have no feelings, and they shouldn't have fear, but the instinct of life has surpassed the control chip, and the ultimate sense of oppression and fear has paralyzed all their nerves, making them unable to move anymore, and can only watch the dark shadow approach.

It was a whirling greatsword, unusually big!

Rumble! An armored combat vehicle exploded, and orange fireballs rose. As soon as the fireball formed, the adjacent chariots exploded! Explosions one after the other, creating a clear arc across the ground. The heavy sword spun through a dozen chariots, but its speed did not decrease in the slightest, leaving only a corridor of flames and molten steel behind it.

The breathtaking heavy sword made a big circle and flew back again. A hand suddenly reached out from the smoke and gently grasped the hilt of the sword. As a result, the heavy sword that had destroyed most of the Scorpion's armor in one fell swoop just now suddenly became extremely tame, and honestly stopped in her hand.

Out of the smoke and fire stepped a young girl, the collar of the dark blouse stood high, which set off her dreamy face. The unparalleled demeanor of dragging the sword has also been engraved in the hearts of countless people.

Medirri held out her left hand and pointed with her two points to the remnants of the Calamity Scorpion, and Sylvanas, clad in a black robe, floated away with fire, ice, thunder, and gravity. Yaoyao's destruction of the command vehicle was just a small test of his skills.

Patches of hot air masses are generated on the battlefield, and even the most heavily protected vehicles cannot resist its attack. The erratic changes in gravity made even the most elite warriors unstable, and in some areas, the gravitational field was even completely isolated, and the chariots swayed and floated into the air, no matter how frantically they increased their horsepower. Enveloped by a hot air mass, the engine will burst in one second, and the fuel ammunition will be detonated one after another. On the modern battlefield, Sylvanas's power has been fully demonstrated, and he has become a tactical weapon capable of determining the situation on the battlefield. Now he only has a full sixth-order spell-like ability, and if he can be promoted to the full ninth-order, the role he will play at that time will be comparable to that of the strategic weapons of the old era. In terms of pure power, it is far less powerful than nuclear weapons, but its deterrent power is roughly comparable.

Liz was shocked by the sudden change, but when she saw that it was Medirli, her heart was suddenly relieved. Now that the crisis has been lifted, she can no longer support all her energy and body, and she falls headlong.

Leigh fell into the smoke and dust, and the violent collision woke her up in pain. Medirri stood in front of Leigh and did not reach out to help her, but half-crouched beside Leigh, staring at her with no expression on her face, no one knew what Medirri was thinking.

Leigh groaned, and blood began to spill from the corners of her mouth. She gritted her teeth and propped herself up, and said to Medirri, "Rigore...... Go and save him......"

Medirri stood up, not intending to move, but looking in the direction of Xiao Luo's escape, her brows furrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed in her blue pupils.

"Rigore is over there, go and save him!" Leigh struggled, screaming, and a mouthful of blood gushed down her throat, causing her to cough violently.

By this time Sylvanas had almost eliminated all the enemies, and when he heard Li's hoarse shout, he sighed and said, "...... It's too late. ”

In the direction Leigh was pointing, a troop of Calamity Scorpions was rushing, and it was clear that they had settled that aspect of the battle. However, the detachment had just rushed to this side for a while, when it suddenly turned around, sped away into the distance, and actually began to flee.

Hundreds of kilometers away, looking at the cursors of the units that disappeared on the screen, Diaste's heart lifted. It was a mobile unit armed to the teeth, not an icon on a computer, and now it looked like someone had erased it off in pieces! Just looking at the speed of the elimination of the troops, Diaste had a rough estimate of the incoming enemy, and he immediately gave the remaining troops the order to retreat, of course, the direction of retreat was exactly the opposite of his position, and then Diastor cut off the contact with the front-line troops and ordered the troops under his command to go forward and garrison.

The command vehicle turned around and drove at full speed on the road from which it came, escorted by several combat vehicles. Diastre is ready to assemble the newly produced main force and then come back to fight the unknown enemy, and it is always good to have a few more days to live.

In a valley not far from the battlefield, the three men found Rigore. The man sat under a large, half-burnt tree, muttering a half-wrinkled cigarette in his mouth, his head tilted slightly, as if he were taking a nap in the afternoon. Beneath him was a dark patch of soil, with nearly 100 bullet holes all over his body, almost every organ shattered, and every bone broken. Falling around the tree were the corpses of hundreds of Calamity Scorpion warriors. At Rigore's feet, on his back lay the first rank commander of the Calamity Scorpion. His eyes were wide open, and the expression on his face before he died. The fatal wound was a dagger stuck in the chest. And further away, several armored vehicles were burning.

After destroying the enemy, which amounted to several detachments, Rigore chose the tree, sat under it, like a tired manor owner, lit a cigarette and closed his eyes in a relaxed manner.

It's just that this sleep is forever, and the cigarette is only half lit before it is soaked in blood.

Leigh staggered over to Rigore, crouched down, took the half-lit cigarette from his mouth, wrapped it in a tissue, and carefully placed it in her own pocket. Then she stood up and looked at him quietly, and only a few minutes later she walked up to an off-road vehicle that had not burned out, cut the tank with a long knife, and poured fuel on Rigore, around. This series of actions caused Sylvanas to start bleeding again from the wound she had bandaged, but Rei didn't realize it. It wasn't until she was done with this qiē that Li took out a cigarette, lit it, and smoked silently until the ashes were almost gone.

Her slender fingers popped out, and the burning cigarette butt arced through the air and landed on the oil stains.

So the fire raged and covered the face that had been through the vicissitudes of life.

The firelight's face flickered, and at the moment when the fire was at its highest, she turned around and left in silence. Sylvanas, who was standing in the distance, watched, biting her lower lip slightly. Medirri's face was calm and cold, as if the statue was made of steel, just as it had been when it was on the throne of the Dark Judge.

As she passed by Medirri, she stopped, looked at the girl's expressionless face, suddenly gritted her teeth, grabbed her collar, and roared in a hoarse voice: "What about Sue!?" Where is he now!? ”

There was a hint of anger in her eyes, and she looked down, snapped away Leigh's hand by the collar, and said, "I don't know." ”

"Don't know? Ha! You don't know? Leigh reached for Medirri's collar again, but her hand hit an invisible force field and could no longer reach out. Not to mention that she is very weak now, even if she did not fully charge up in her heyday, and don't want to break this force field. Leigh took two steps back, pointed at Medirli's nose from afar, and said, "He took you with him, don't think I don't know!" And now you say you don't know where he is? ”

Medirli said lightly: "Where he is, it has nothing to do with you." ”

Lishu pointed to the burning tree and shouted with all her strength: "It has nothing to do with me, but you open your eyes and see!" Isn't that okay?! I'll fuck you! ”

A cold gaze flowed in Medirli's blue eyes, and a rich murderous aura slowly emanated, and the air immediately seemed to be filled with a thick bloody aura, making people breathless.

"You killed me?" Leigh sneered, unafraid of Medirli's coercion and murderous aura.

Medirli put away her murderous intentions, looked at Li, who was like a flame, and said, "You are also his woman, I will not kill you." However, he doesn't owe you anything, and he doesn't owe me anything. In this world, he owes no one! ”

With that, Medirri turned and walked away with Sylvanas. In the wilderness, behind the fading figures, only a sinuous sword mark marked the direction of their departure.

After the burning tree completely disappeared from the horizon, Sylvanas cautiously asked, "Sister, shall we just throw her down like this?" Her injuries won't heal for a while. ”

Medirli replied lightly: "The enemies in this area have been killed, so she will be fine, and it is useless for us to stay." And she won't like me, and I can't possibly like her, so it's good now. But you, the next time you dare to meddle in my affairs, there are hundreds of ways in the Inquisition to enhance your memory. ”

Sylvanas's body trembled slightly, not daring to say anything more. Even he didn't know how he had the courage to lay that defensive force field between Leigh and Medirli now.

Medirri stopped suddenly, startling Sylvanas! He peeked at the girl's expression and realized that she was thinking about something, as if it had nothing to do with him, so he was relieved.

Medirri shook her head, forcefully banishing a strong thought, and muttered to herself, "That little one...... Forget it, it's Sue's after all, leave it! ”

But despite the decision, Medirri's face became more and more gloomy, and as long as she thought of the small figure that fled in an instant, some kind of inexplicable pressure rose in her heart. Years of intuition kept reminding her that the decision was probably wrong.

As night falls, life at the Iron Gate is the same as ever, no different. All the fighting has been kept out, and it has not yet reached here.

In the darkness of the night, Medirri stood in front of a warmly furnished little cottage, looked at the little house, and then reached out and pushed the door, which opened silently. It can be seen that the lock bolt is broken into two sections, and the section is as smooth as a mirror.

Entering the door is a small living room, with a coffee table covered with cloth and a variety of gun parts. Quinn sat on the couch, intently wiping a part. It wasn't until Medirri's shadow fell on the coffee table that he realized there was one more person in the room. Quinn Horan raised his head, his right hand rested on his lap silently, and only after seeing that it was Medirli did he breathe a sigh of relief, stood up in surprise, and said, "You're back!" What about the head? ”

Medirli didn't answer, but looked at Quinn seriously, and after a while, he said, "Your genes are already very unstable, and if you overuse your abilities, they will completely disintegrate within half a year." If you keep it up well, you can live for another four or five years. ”

Quinn smiled and said, "You can't do it without ability." At least once in a while I'll have to fix Leigh's knife. She's just crazy now, and every time she comes back with a single injury. You can't do without a good knife. ”

"Ability to shape? If you use her knife three more times, you'll have a genetic collapse. Medirli said.

Quinn laughed and said nonchalantly, "It's okay! We people in the wilderness never thought that we would live past the age of thirty. I'm in my forties now, and I've lived long enough. I don't have much other ability, so I can only guard the inheritance left by my boss in this way. ”

Medirri nodded and said, "It's good that you know, then, I'm leaving." ”

"Wait! Where is the boss now? Quinn called Medirri and asked eagerly.

"I don't know." Medirli said, then pushed the door open. Quinn shook his head with a wry smile and sat helplessly on the couch.

Sylvanas waited outside the door, and when she saw Medirli come out, she followed her, and disappeared into the night.

The night was long.

In an abandoned house, Medirri sat on the roof with her knees folded, her face buried behind her knees, her long silver-gray hair fluttering in the wind, and the starlight fluttering in the wind, until it faded away. The clouds in the sky radiated a faint radiant light, outlining her silhouette with a poignant beauty.

Sylvanas in the room lay silently, looking up at the dusty ceiling, her thoughts flying somewhere.

Where is Sue?

The question echoed in Medirri's mind repeatedly, lingering. In this night, no, not only this night, but almost every night, she had to hug herself tightly so that she would not feel cold and lonely. But deep in her chest, her heart pulsated vigorously every minute, declaring her existence with an unstoppable surge of energy. The core has become intertwined with the heart, becoming one, never separated from the other. This heart is not hers, but it is hers. From the moment she implanted her body, she naturally mastered many of its uses, and as the core merged with the Heart of Darkness, her authority quickly increased. At least, the Heart of Darkness had never had such a high level of authority when it was in Sue's body.

Every pulse of the heart means endless energy and great power, but Medirli feels its pulsation, but she always feels that her eyes are a little unresistible sour, and whenever this happens, she can only look up at the sky, waiting for this feeling to pass. Or, as you are doing now, bury your head in the woods.

Late at night when she was alone, Sylvanas would quietly hide and not disturb her.

Where is Sue? In fact, this question has long been answered. The last traces of him were deep in Medirli's chest. So in the dead of night, Medirli always embraces herself.

Sometimes, however, when night and hugs could not warm the heart that had already torn apart, she would caress the heavy sword, let the rough blade cut through the palm, and watch the cold blood spill all over the sword, allowing the piercing pain to activate the increasingly numbing nerves.

Just like she's doing right now.

In the darkness, Sylvanas listened to the sound of droplets of water coming from nowhere, and could only bite her bloodless lip. M