Two thousand and a half would allow him to raise all the high-grade dust crystals that could make the Evil Holy Grail. Xia Wushuang had every reason to be so excited that he couldn't help himself.

However, apart from the panicked flow of people, what Xia Wushuang saw was a scene that made him nightmare for the rest of his life.

An elderly gargoyle with a rickety figure and a long-handled double-edged sickle in his hand, holding a young heart in his other slender hand, was stuffing it into his mouth one bite at a time.

It's probably a little older, as can be seen from its claws about half a foot long. However, it resembles a human more than other gargoyles, not only in terms of human appearance and appearance, but also in the scorpion tail behind it, which has degenerated into a monkey-like tail.

A group of reddened awakened people were trembling and kneeling in front of the gargoyle, their heads tattooed on their chests, and the hands of the leader were holding a little girl who was still crying.

Xia Wushuang looked at this scene in shock, and looked down, only to find that there were children's corpses all over the ground.

These young bodies have been bitten to pieces, their internal organs have been hollowed out, and there is not even a trace of hope on those gray and brick-like faces.

They left this world with their eyes wide open, and with endless pain and fear. It was the Awoken who were supposed to protect them and sacrificed them, probably because the Gargoyle Leader preferred these delicate flesh, and if it was fed, maybe these Awoken would have escaped!

Xia Wushuang also saw with his own eyes that the little girl who was lifted up, her young body was swept by the old gargoyle's thorny tail, and a gloom of dying appeared on her entire little face.

"Mom, it hurts! Mommy ......"

Hearing this young cry, Xia Wushuang only felt an uncontrollable flow of blood rushing straight to his head. Rational and calm, there was nothing left, his blood-red eyes were wide open, and even the corners of his eyes burst out.

He just wants to kill, and he only wants to kill now!

"Lao Xia calm down! You can't do that, you're overdrawing your life! ”

Xia Wushuang's whole body ignited a raging pale blue ice flame. No. 7 had never seen Lao Xia in such a violent state, even if he was strangled by the demon vine and existed in the gap between life and death, this madman did not have such a shocking emotion, and burst out with such an amazing amount of strength.

"Help me!"

Xia Wushuang leaned over and asked for No. 7 with a hoarse voice-changing voice. He was now in a state of constant overdraft, but he himself could not control the sudden amount of force, so he had to turn to Number Seven for help, either to give him a way to control the amount of force, or ...... Let Seven take control of his body!

"I'm going to die! If this is discovered by the host, we will both die!! ”

"Then let me die, you go to your new master!"

"I'm CNM, you're pushing me!"

Rumble! In an instant, Xia Wushuang's feet burst into a large cloud of frost. The whole person was like a terrifying rocket, dragging a terrifying ice-blue tail flame, and instantly rushed towards the silver gargoyle who was stretching out his claws to cut through the little girl's body.

"Only half a minute!" Xia Wushuang didn't know who Lu Dao was talking to.

Looking up and turning, the old gargoyle spotted Xia Wushuang's traces and sensed a deadly aura in it. But hundreds of years of life have made it fearless at all, because it has seen too many such seemingly powerful creatures but extremely delicate inside.

"Roar!" Throwing away half of the small heart in his hand, Rival roared in the direction Xia Wushuang flew from, raised the double-edged axe in the shape of a hook and sickle, and rushed head-on.

Bang! The blade of the Scattered Blade collided with the double-edged axe with a dazzling spark, and Rivar found that a gap appeared in the blade of his axe, but there was no trace of the blade of the human on the other side.

Legendary Weapons! The old Rivar's eyes shot a greedy gaze, and the gargoyles that had turned into statues around him came to life, like jackals that smelled blood, flying in a half-circling shape.

"All to death!" Under the control of Seven, the CD of the magic bullet spun rapidly, and a series of light balls rotated on Xia Wushuang's shoulder, and almost instantly, more than a dozen magic balls of different colors were hit.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! The sound of explosions on all sides was endless, and the three energies of wind, fire, and death were constantly being released chaotically, and Xia Wushuang, who had overdrawn his life, was like a humanoid magic turret that had been opened, and dozens of hideous gargoyles that were swarming towards him were destroyed in an instant.

"And you!" Xia Wushuang once again slammed his sword on Rivar's blade, and the powerful and incomparable impact directly shook the thin body of the silver stone statue out of the air.

"Skyfire!" With a wave of his hand, a raging fire fell from the sky, and the old gargoyle that fell in mid-air was in the middle, and clinged to its body, igniting a flame that was difficult to extinguish.

"Wind Walk!"

Seven's connection to skills is simply subtle to the level of detail, and at the moment when the heavenly fire falls, his whole person has already cut to the gargoyle's side; Immediately afterward, the Blade of Sanhua displayed a sharp steel slash, smashing the old gargoyle's entire rickety body into the hard high-speed road.

Gargoyles are amazing creatures whose ancestors hated the long time they spent on Earth, but they remained statues for long periods of time in the world of the dead, staying around churches and monuments of various gods.

Because of this habit, this creature has a very strong resistance to all kinds of mysterious magic, and is almost completely unaffected by divine magic.

Xia Wushuang's Heavenly Fire has a strong damage bonus to undead creatures, but it has a serious damage reduction effect on sacred creatures. Therefore, it is likely that this skill itself also has divine attributes, so the seemingly powerful Sky Fire did not actually cause fatal damage to the old gargoyle.

Since the damage is insufficient, then it is necessary to make up the knife. The gray power of death, wielded by the blade of Sanhua, formed a criss-cross sword mark; The old gargoyle's seemingly stubborn body, under the sword blow aimed at harvesting souls, opened the eyes of the demons in disbelief, and directly "snapped", shattering into gray stones on the ground.

"A thousand dust crystals, and there's no next time!" No. 7 sighed tiredly, and the whole person was like a drowning creature, sinking unstoppably into Xia Wushuang's soul ocean.

"Oh my God! He killed their leader! The awakened who were kneeling on the ground were shocked, they were shocked at first, but then they were filled with a burst of ecstasy that had escaped death!

"Little brother, doomsday ......"

The middle-aged man who was holding the little girl in his hand threw away the child who was in the way in his hand and ran towards Xia Wushuang with an excited face. However, what greeted him was not the smile of a strong man, but a purple sharp sword that was five feet long.

The long sword pierced into the heart, and the man, whose hands were stained with the blood of children, raised his head in disbelief. However, what stared at him was a pair of blood-colored eyes, full of endless hatred and madness.

"Die!" As soon as Xia Wushuang exerted his strength, the long sword pierced the entire body of the person in front of him, and then in a crazy dance that seemed to be vented, the man in front of him who had already lost his breath was cut into several pieces by the sharp blade in a row, leaving only two feet still standing in place inexplicably.

The other awakened ones were also scared, they wanted to escape, but how could Xia Wushuang, who had already gone crazy, let them escape.

One by one, one by one, one by one, no one who bent his knees on the ground to beg for mercy from the monster could escape the punishment of the sword of death. They must pay for their sins, and Xia Wushuang is the one who condemned them to death.

"Brother, it hurts!"

Xia Wushuang held the little girl with a blue face in his arms and silently listened to her moans of pain. He recognized it, this little guy was one of the little Loli he deliberately treated last night.

She is really well-behaved, even if she is afraid, she will not cry; Even if you take medicine, you don't let people coax.

But for what, it is this innocent little life that dies.

"It's hopeless, she's not an awakened one, the gargoyle's deadly toxin has wiped out her vitality, and all that's left is a painful death."

Seven was really tired, but he was still not worried about his host who had suddenly gone mad when he sank into the deep sea.

But he didn't know that the reason why Xia Wushuang was so crazy was because he grew up in an orphanage, so he had an inextricable love for children, especially little girls.

According to Ye Xiaoya's words, it is an extreme pedophilia, and it is a girl-lover, of course, it is not a perverted kind of love. So when he heard the little girl's terrible cry, he blew up the whole person.

The power of the broken wind slowly sneaked into the little girl's body, there would be no pain or discomfort, and Xia Wushuang took away this young life with his own hands.

With his head down, he stuck the blade of Sanhua by his side, and tightly hugged the little body that was gradually petrified in his arms, the tears of this man who stood up to the sky for the first time and the last time he saw it for the first time.

"Murder book!"

In Seven's ears, there was a voice that made him tremble.