The smoke cleared, and the sea water returned. Everything that happened tonight seemed to be a dream. The forest is still the same forest, but the razed earth is the work of a barber. If it weren't for the traces of the tide, and the sour smell of corruption in the land, Hain would have forgotten that this was the battlefield he had just experienced life and death.

The night sky gradually cleared, and the stars burst out of the clouds like naughty children. The moonlight gently sprinkled over the earth like a veil. The world of silver has frost like late autumn. Hain raised his head and sighed at the charm of the night, and a sense of sadness arose in his heart, what would those who had just passed away say if they saw this beautiful moonlight. What kind of language would they use to describe the sky tonight. This sorrow flowed from the cool moonlight and left an indelible mark on Hain's heart.

Hain, who had not seen such a tragic situation for a long time, was a little ashamed in his heart, this mission could actually be completed by himself, and there was no need to let those mercenaries die. If he had released the mystery from the beginning, some people might have been affected by his moves, but the loss might have been much smaller. If it was just him who was infamous for hurting his teammates, but he could save those lives, I believe he would do it. But it's already too late.

Dozens of lives have gone with the wind, those faces that have not yet been recognized for a few days, those names that have not yet been remembered. They have all quietly gone west, and the beauty of the other world does not know whether there is real beauty. The bones of these people are still buried in the mud, and some of them have no bones left. Perhaps the greatest wish of the dead mercenaries was to be able to make them say a last word.

On a lonely night, in the quiet forest, Hain was the only lonely figure. That's all there is to it. Hain was a little tired, and the excessive consumption of Lute made him a little overwhelmed. He leaned lazily against a large rock. The eyelids are starting to fight.

Although he knew that the place was not safe and that he might be attacked by the apostles, he couldn't do that much. Dreams were the only place he wanted to go now, where he might not think about the dead for a while.

In the infinite darkness, Hain saw the only point of light, and it was. He struggled to chase the point of light, and he could even hear the panting breath of his tired body. As he got closer, he finally saw the point of light. It was a fruit, and through the skin of the blue ice crystals, it was clearly visible that it was wrapped in an embryonic life, and when Hain tried to touch the fruit, the embryonic thing actually beat like a human heart. Let out the woman's crisp laughter: "Come to me, don't forget my contract with you." ”

Hain sat up suddenly, and he was scared into a cold sweat. He looked around in a panic, but there was no fruit. Some only have moonshine. It turned out to be just a dream, a familiar dream. He hadn't had that dream since seven years ago. What exactly did that voice mean, and the 'contract' made Hain even more confused. It's just that he seems to have seen the fruit, but he doesn't know where he has seen it. Since returning to the mercenary group ten years ago, his memory has become a little vague, and he can't even remember all the ten people who survived together. Strangely enough, only Elt remembered it clearly.

Hain touched his head, and there was a long scar under his dark hair, he didn't know when it was hurt, only that it hurt every time he tried to remember.

Just as Hain was confused, a thick white fog rose from the forest. The weather in Ammir is always chaotic, with rain and moonshine and fog. The white mist hit Hain's face, and it was so cold that it made him a little sober. It is not known what happened to Reynbar's injury.

Thinking of this, Hayne was a little worried, a mercenary lost a left arm, just like a basketball player lost his hand to shoot. I don't know how long this pain will stay with Reynbar.

Hain looked for direction and prepared to head towards where Reynbar was. He had just walked a few steps to notice that something was wrong, his body glowing blue, and he glowed like a firefly in the forest at night. It didn't take long for Hayne to realize that the blue light was emitted by the loss of Lute in his body. There is something wrong with this fog.

'Could it be an enemy attack, but why don't I feel any reaction from Lute. 'Hayne's perception isn't the most powerful type, but it's average. When someone approached him, he didn't feel it at all. Unless the opponent is a master of hiding Lute, or......

Thinking of this, it suddenly dawned on Hain that this fog had blocked his ability to perceive, and the lute in his body was being absorbed by this fog. Hain was a little nervous, his left hand clenching the knife at his waist, vigilantly observing the movements around him. Without the help of his senses, he could only judge his surroundings with his keen hearing, which he had acquired over many years of training from his teachers.

Suddenly, the ground beneath Hain's feet cracked into a huge gully like the cracked skin of a giant, and the ravines crisscrossed and crisscrossed. Hain didn't have time to think about his body that had just gone through the battle, only to see his body disappear at a speed that was difficult for the human eye to observe, and in an instant he had run to a relatively flat place.

Out of the cracked ground came a huge stone fist, fifty times the size of Hain's fist. The fist slammed into Hain, who instinctively wanted to dodge, but when he turned around, he found that a towering stone wall appeared behind him. It may be because of the fog that Hain didn't notice that behind him was this cliff. But Hain didn't remember seeing a cliff in the vicinity.

There was no room for Hain to dodge, he could only fight with his back, his eyes became resolute, this perseverance was mixed with confidence, he took a lunge, his right hand clenched into a fist, and with a roar the two fists collided with the sound of the ground. The human flesh is not afraid of a stone fifty times its own. When the smoke settled, I saw gravel all over the ground.

"Who don't dare to report their names openly? Hain asked. On the battlefield, the two sides are fighting either you die or I live, and intelligence is the most critical issue. Hain didn't know the opponent's ability, the opponent's position, or even the opponent's name, and Hain had no chance of winning this battle.

"Haha, you're scared. Little trash, I really don't know how Aisha died at your hands. A ghostly voice came from the fog, and it was undoubtedly Abyss. Hain looked in the direction of the voice, and could only see two scarlet bloody eyes in the white mist.

As soon as he heard the name of 'Aisha', Hain immediately knew the origin of his opponent, "If you are here for Aisha's death, then you are wrong. ”

"Aisha wasn't killed by me, if you want to find you, go to Lance, the leader of the crows!"

"Are you scared? Why don't you dare to admit it? Don't worry, you're all going to die. ”

Hain knew that he would not believe his opponent when he explained it, "Cut! Believe it or not, since you want to fight, I will accompany you to the end." "Hein has never been afraid of fighting, because fear can only make him die faster.

"Oh? I didn't expect that you, the body that just solved an apostle, can still fight, hurry up and use the blade, let me take a good look at your ability. Abyss said excitedly.

The fact that the opponent actually knew that Hain was the user of the blade made Hain suspicious, and he somewhat understood the opponent's intentions, he thought for a while and thought of a plan. He needed a chance.

Hain only felt that someone seemed to be behind him, and instinctively dodged. When he turned around, a bandage-faced man behind him held a long spear and stabbed him, the tip of the spear was only a centimeter from his nose, and even the sweat on the tip of Hain's nose dripped onto the tip of the gun.

"Good hiding. Abys's compliment was tinged with a hint of banter.

Hain originally wanted to respond to Abys, but the bandaged face was gone, and it was the first time Hain had seen it at such a fast speed, and at the moment Hain sighed, there was already an extra scar on his back, Hain couldn't care about the pain on his back, he quickly made a judgment, ran to the edge of the stone wall, and leaned against the stone wall, so that the opponent could only attack from the front, and his chances of victory were greater.

"Pretty good judgment, but you don't know what I'm capable of yet. It is also dangerous to do so. ”

The stone wall behind Hain turned into dozens of stone vertebrae hanging in the air, like a fierce beast, staring at Hain, Hain turned his body, it was too late, he could only pull out 'Ino' and cross his hands to protect the vital parts of his body. The stone vertebrae flew past Hain's body, and several bloody wounds were cut.

"Why is it so fast, this bandage face is so strong. No......" Hain looked at his surroundings and felt the wind around him, and he realized something.

"It seems that you realized that there is no mistake, it's not that I'm fast, it's that your reaction is slow. Abyss's voice was still hidden in the fog. It's like it's coming from far away.

"My fog can slow down your five senses. The power of this blade is terrifying. ”

The opponent was also a blade user, which was not surprising to Hain, he had already guessed it. And the opponent is not an ordinary blade user, he has multiple blades.

When the user awakens, a vein gate will be created in a certain part of the body, and a weapon will be produced from the vein gate, the blade. Each person can generally only have one blade in the form of a weapon in their lifetime. However, when the blade user kills another blade user, inserting his own blade into the opponent's veins will absorb the opponent's blade ability, resulting in multiple blade abilities. A weapon has a maximum of six attributes of the blade ability, and when it has six attributes, when absorbing the vein, if it is already possessed, it will enhance the ability of the same attribute. If it is the seventh attribute ability, success will forget one attribute ability according to the user's will. If you fail, you will lose three random attribute abilities. That's the rule of the blade.

In addition, when the user of the Mangblade dies naturally, the veins will turn into Mangling, a crystal similar to the relics of the high monk's death. This crystal can also grant abilities to the Blade user, so many Blade users will hunt for the remains of a deceased Blade master in addition to hunting other users.