Five minutes passed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ragnar's team hadn't advanced enough 500 metres yet.

Running out of money to go further is a difficult step, and every street corner can be met with fierce street fighting teams, and Yashi sneaks up from all unexpected directions, constantly slowing down their progress.

And that hateful stinky boy could always wield his deadly long knife in the intermittent gaps, and at first Ragnar and Ruda could see his swing clearly, and cut the terrifying blade in time. But the farther you go, the faster the guy becomes, so fast that it's almost impossible to catch with the naked eye, he's like the thinnest tightrope in the wind, easily avoiding friendly arrows, and by the time you finally see him, he's already able to split you in two with incredible speed.

"Your Majesty, why don't we retreat first!!Wait for the support of the follow-up troops!" Ruda proposed to Ragnar as he raised his shield to block a new wave of arrows.

"It's useless, Ruda. Even the slightest damage to us is at a stalemate, and the rest of the tribes must have fallen into the quagmire. It is already impossible to wait for them. A temporary retreat would save us, but it would be tantamount to abandoning all the other forces that were still struggling in the quagmire. Ragnar shook his head firmly: "I always believe that this cobweb is not big enough to bind a prey as big as a lion!"

Ragnar smashed the barricades in front of him with an axe, and shouted loudly: "Charge, my warriors, make a way with our weapons!"

"Ahh

Lassi in the shadows laughed, and he leaped up with all his might, his legs quickly stepping up and down the wall between the two houses, as light as a white crane, and finally clinging to it with one hand, and resting firmly on the eaves of the attic. This series of actions is done in one go, and there are absolutely strict requirements for strength, speed, and absoluteness, if Lassi in the past would never have this skill, but after using Lawson's strange potions, it is not the same thing at all.

Now Lassy, he can clearly feel the blood pulsing in his veins, the bloodshot eardrum can clearly capture the sound of a few streets away, the original ordinary dynamic vision has also been greatly improved, and the appearance of the soldiers swinging their swords quickly seems to him as funny as slow motion.

That's right, now I am no longer the ordinary me, and now I am just like the king who reigns over the world.

Life and death, one hand!

But if Lassi had time to look in the mirror, he would probably be scared by his current self. His eyes had already turned blood-red, and his face was full of green tendons and erections with anger, and he could clearly see every beat, and the high-speed muscles squeezed the narrow parts of his clothes into a bulge, and he was a madman.

Lassi jumped up again, and the long knife made a perfect arc, falling from the sky and slashing straight down.

Before Sergeant Nord could raise his shield, he was split in two by the chilling light of the sword.

"It's that hateful pariah!He's here again!In the rear! In our rear!!Protect your majesty!" shouted an officer in the ranks!

"Yes, we are pariahs. Lassi smiled, he felt his heart not want to laugh at all, but his own facial muscles were already twitching: "Please enjoy the wrath of the untouchables." ”

"Trash!" Lassi was short, several spears had been nailed to where he was, and if he slowed down for a second, he would have become a hornet's nest.

A second!?

A second in his eyes was as long as a century.

His target was no longer Ragnar and Ruda, who were protected by Tuan Tuan, but the officer who shouted untouchables just now.

In a second, he had found his way to his target through layers of protection, swinging weapons, and flying arrows.

In the next second, the sword light bursts!

Be faster!

The strength of the sword swept through like a gust of wind, flashing through the shield, shaking the halberd, and then blooming with the brightest flash.

A thin line of blood appeared in the officer's throat, and then blood spurted wildly!

Before the rest of the warriors could surround Lassy, he had retreated back to the roof under the cover of arrows.

The young man in red laughed unscrupulously: "Submit and bow down! From today onwards you are untouchables!"

Lassy's laughter was wild and uninhibited, and her posture was like a madness, which couldn't help but shock people's hearts.

"Lassi is just an ordinary child, just live well. Don't hurt yourself anymore, you know?" a familiar and crisp voice suddenly came, like a drop of ice water slowly dripping onto the manic heart, soothing all the restlessness.

A white jade-like wrist slowly rested on Lassy's shoulder.

That familiar touch, that familiar voice, everything can't be wrong, it's her.

But what is wrong is time and space, and she can never be here.

Sister!

Is it a hallucination, or is it a side effect of medications?

Impossible, sister, it's already 。。。。。。

But all of this is so real, the beautiful voice, the soft palm, and the faint fragrance of gardenias.

Lassi wanted to go back and look at the haunting face again.

But at the moment he turned his head, he hesitated, he didn't dare to turn his head, he was afraid from the bottom of his heart, afraid that even the only illusion he had would disappear without a trace.

"Sister" Lassi called in a low voice: "You still look down on me so much." ”

Behind her, she didn't answer, only a low sigh, unable to tell whether it was sadness or helplessness.

But the Nord soldiers downstairs didn't give him any time to catch up, and a large number of arrows burst through the air and shot straight at Lassy.

Lassi noticed it, but he didn't hide it.

For him now, the galloping arrows were like turtles running with all their might, slowly approaching, but he didn't choose to dodge.

Because he didn't know if his sister would be able to dodge.

He was determined to protect her, no matter what the cost.

Even if the "sister" may just be a phantom!

Lassi spun around quickly, hugged the emaciated body backwards, and then leaped into the alley behind the building, a series of movements that were lightning fast but enough for the arrows behind him to catch up with him, several barbed arrows poofing into his back.

The severe pain almost made Lassi unsteady on his feet, and the two fell down the stairs close to each other, Lassi protected his sister's delicate body with his left hand, and kept waving a long knife with his right hand to cut down the obstacles encountered when he fell, and in some of the obstacles that he didn't have time to swing the knife, he did not hesitate to block his sister with his body, and for a time Lassy's body was marked with countless scars, and the blood flowed and was shocking.

He suddenly felt that something was wrong, the body in his hand seemed to have no weight at all, and it was a little light.

Lassi quickly turned her head, only to find that her sister was already bleeding from the corners of her mouth and her face was pale, but she still had a faint smile.

He found himself shaking, and shaking even harder.

But soon he stopped trembling, because he found that his sister's body was getting more and more blurry, and it was like a light smoke slowly drifting away, and finally disappeared without a trace!

"No!" Lassi raised her head to the sky and wailed, almost like a wild beast screaming in despair, "No!

The wounds all over her body seemed to burst in an instant, and the pain was unbearable, and Lassi felt that her eyes were dark, and she fell to the ground.

The world in Lassy's eyes was slowly darkening, and only a trace of the smell left by her sister remained, lingering.

The smell was in a trance, like a strand of silk, passing through the already blurred consciousness, tying up the deepest part of the soul, and then tightly entwined and pulled outward.

Gradually, the picture in front of me became clear again.

That rainy night, which had been buried deep in his heart, returned to Lassi again.

"Untouchables, you untouchables, are as despicable as dogs! and talk to me about feelings!hmph!" the tall noble man of Nord cursed as he trampled the prostrate woman on the ground.

And beneath her body, which was trembling with pain, dodged another thin body, and a pair of eyes on it were constantly pouring out tears of humiliation.

"No! no!! stop!" Lassi shouted and rushed forward, only to find her hands running through their bodies in vain, like a ghost.

Lassi recognized the tall man because he had been chopped into meat sauce by Lassi himself two years ago.

He was his sister's lover, or to be more precise, his sister's customer.

Lassy's parents died young, and the two siblings grew up in the slums of Nord.

In order for Lassi to have a better life, her sister, who has nothing to grow, has to sell her only valuable thing - beauty.

Gradually, the elder sister hooked up with a local wealthy nobleman, hoping to improve the lives of the two siblings.

The gentleman was decent at first, sending gifts and belongings every now and then, and the two siblings moved out of the slums.

But the young Lassi was very much looked down upon for this, and people in the streets and alleys were discussing how his sister was dissolute, because in this way the young Lassi began to look down on his sister, and even resisted living with his sister a little, and lived outside all day long.

Later, because the gentleman was a gambler, the family's wealth was exhausted, and finally he went to his sister's house every once in a while to ask for money as gambling money.

It was that rainy night that he came to his sister's house again when he was drunk, and asked her to return the jewelry he had given him, but after so much begging, where did his sister still have a little property in the house? Lassi happened to be bumped into this scene by the returning Lassy, who completely ignored the physical difference between the two, shouted and pounced, only to be knocked to the ground again and again, until his sister desperately prostrated on top of him, covering those deadly punches and kicks for him.

My sister's body was arched in pain, and blood slowly flowed from the corners of her mouth, but a faint smile hung on her pale face, and her lips moved slightly, repeating to young Lassy:

"Don't be afraid, Lassy, don't be afraid!"

"Lassy, it's all my sister who is not good. ”

"Lassi is just an ordinary child, just live well. Don't hurt yourself anymore, you know?"

"Lassi ... Lassy... Lassy!"

Lassi could do nothing but watch it repeat itself in front of him again, and he fell to his knees, pounding the ground incessantly, shouting, "Stop, stop, bastard, do you hear me, bastard! stop, I'm going to kill you!"

The nobleman finally got tired, spat his sister, and staggered away.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the little boy in the distance cried and pushed his sister, but she no longer responded.

Only that faint fragrance remained, wafting in the rain.

"Bastard! bastard! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!" Lassi couldn't beat the ground anymore, so she could only lie on the ground and cry out in pain.

"Yes, kill, I'm going to kill all these nobles!" shouted the young Lassi in the distance.

Both pairs of eyes became blood-red at the same time!

Kill!

Kill!

Kill them all!