Anthrite walked down the dark underground, wheezing violently. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

These endless stream of living corpses are probably the enemies that Anthralis is not good at dealing with.

In the face of them, Anthratis was completely unable to exert the subtlety of her swordsmanship. Because no matter what, she had to cut off the head of the living corpse to make the other person stop moving.

Even anthracite can do it with a sword. But even if you are asked to swing your sword to slash a stationary stake thousands or tens of thousands of times, you will be physically exhausted. Not to mention moving living corpses.

So Anthrite can only fight and retreat, and keep running in the underground passages. Thin and swift, she finally got rid of these "pursuers" around a corner.

This relieved Anthracene though. But she didn't dare to slow down in the slightest.

It seems to be much brighter not far ahead. Anthrite hurriedly continued on her way, and then she entered an open space.

It seems to be a market. This is evidenced by the stalls that can be seen everywhere. Anthracene certainly understands what it means to have a market that can only be opened underground.

I'm afraid it won't sell serious stuff.

However, at this time, none of the sellers were still standing at the stalls, probably because they were afraid that the living corpses would flee for their lives.

Thinking of this, Anthrite walked forward with her hand against the wall, for fear of making a little noise and attracting the living corpse.

After walking for a distance, a strange touch suddenly came from the hand holding on to the wall, which made Anthite notice what was posted on the wall.

It's paper. Anthralis looked up and saw that there was a row of bounty orders posted on the wall. Many of the faces are printed on them, with rows and numbers underneath.

Of course, the bounty here may be different from the one posted in the police station. The person in the portrait is none other than a so-and-so nobleman, a so-and-so businessman. It's not hard to imagine that most of these bounties were kind.

Moreover, as Anthralis moved, the amount of money on the bounty became larger and larger. In the last few photos, the portraits on them are all related to Pelos.

They include almost every member of the Pelos family. The top three are Papitt, the son of Duke Pelos, Duke Pelos himself, and Anthrite herself. All three, without exception, are marked with eye-popping amounts underneath them. Enough to arouse the interest of all those who aspire to affluence. Of course, Anthrace's brother is still the most valuable guy.

I have to say, it doesn't look like it on paper at all. Needless to say, Papitt didn't seem to have guaranteed his survival in the Holy Capital. I don't know if someone from the family bribed the painter of the bounty order.

Among them, Anthrite is particularly concerned about the third one, which is her own portrait. I don't know what nasty guy painted her like a man. Probably the painter heard her extremely masculine voice to speak such a rough face.

Anthralis looked at that face and was in a bad mood.

She ripped off her portrait. And tear it to shreds with both hands.

It doesn't matter how ugly her father and brother are. Only she can't. Although Anthracene doesn't usually pay much attention to her appearance, that doesn't mean she doesn't care.

"Oh, ladies and gentlemen, someone has torn up the bounty warrant, let's see who he is?"

A voice suddenly echoed in the empty space and burst into Anthrite's ears.

Anthralis turned her head suddenly, looking for the source of the sound.

She then noticed that in the many stalls in the center of the hall, a series of broken figures slowly stood up.

It's a living corpse.

Damn it!

Anthracite didn't expect that there would be "ambushes" here. It seems that her action of removing the bounty order has revealed where she is.

"It turned out to be a young lady with a sword. ”

Not far away, Anthra saw a living corpse that could talk, its mouth closed one by one, and it was very disgusting.

"Who are you?"

"You don't know me, but I know you, Miss Pelos. You can tell you about me from your family members. You'll be able to meet them in no time. ”

The tone of the living corpse sounded bad. It was as if he was going to send Anthra to heaven to be reunited with them.

Marella ......

Anthrite hurriedly took out the Life Stone and found that it was much brighter than before. Marella is clearly in better shape than she was just now. She breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately realized that the other party was lying to her.

"She's obviously alive and well. ”

Anthralis couldn't help but debunk.

The living corpse smiled and didn't reply. It and its companions began to gather on Anthrite.

Antle clutched her saber "Flower Thorn" and ran along the wall to the exit on the other side. She believed that these living corpses could not kill her.

But at this moment......

"Ahh

A sudden shout came from the escape passage where Anthite was about to go, which made her stop.

A figure rushed out. When people saw anthracene, their bodies were obviously stagnant.

"Anthrite, what are you doing standing there, run!" shouted Eric, surprised. It seems that he made the cry just now.

Then, Anthrite saw Marella on Eric's back. She didn't expect Marella to appear in front of her like this. "You'll see them right away" from the mouth of the living corpse just now turned into reality in the blink of an eye, and even made Anthra have a sense of dream.

"It's great that you're okay, Marila. Anthrace's voice of joy was hard to suppress.

Marella's eyes narrowed into slits. I didn't answer Anthrace, I looked very weak.

"Now is not the time to be happy, my eldest lady!" ”

Anthrite subconsciously looked behind Eric, and then saw what he desperately wanted to escape.

Tide of corpses.

That's a disgusting amount. In comparison, the number of anthracene encounters before is not worth mentioning.

Anthrite turned and ran away with Eric. He asked, "What's wrong with Marella?"

"She's been poisoned by a vampire and she's weak. However, he did not lose consciousness. Eric explained.

Anthrite then noticed something strange on Eric's hand.

"What are you holding?"

"As you can see. ”

Eric waved the twin blades in his hand, showing Anthra his new weapon.

Marella collapsed on Eric's back. Eric was pinching the maid's left and right elbows, and she was turning her two upper arms into sharp blades for Eric to use to chop the living corpses.

The way Marella turned into a tool was very unpleasant.

"How dare you touch her like that! It's rude to Marella!"

"Oh, my eldest lady. I've run out of bullets. How can you manage so much at the moment of life and death. Besides, she made me do it. Eric gestured to Marella on his back.

......

Not so long ago, the entire passage was almost completely sealed off by the corpses of living corpses. Their attack came to an end, as if all they wanted to do was to trap the two of them.

Eric and Marella had a chance to breathe. With few bullets and knives left, Marella finally decided to break through.

"How are your swordsmanship?"

Marella asked Eric.

"Just a little bit of it. ”

"It's better than not knowing anything at all. Marella said, "Carry me." Grab my elbows with each hand. ”

Eric didn't understand what she was going to do, but he did it. Then he saw that Marella's two upper arms had become sharp.

"I'll guide you in the direction of your swing. You concentrate on feeling. ”

Marella's arm flickered, and Eric knew where to swing his arm blade in.

He swung a knife.

"It's too slow. Sure enough, it's still too you......" Marella shook her head.

Knowing Marella's intentions, Eric silently opened the Beta Eye.

"You try again. ”

Marella felt confidence in Eric's voice. So he moved his arm slightly.

The results amazed Marella. This time, Eric's movements kept up with her rhythm completely. No, it should be said it was as natural as Eric waving his own arm.

Marella's eyes widened. "How did you do that?"

"I'm a genius. Eric smiled.

The Beta Eye can predict the movement of objects. Marella's arm was no exception. He only anticipated the direction of its movement in advance.

"Maybe you're a genius. Marella muttered. "Are you ready?"

Ready?, Eric was stunned.

"When you're ready, go kick the pile away, we're going to rush out!"