The cramped classrooms became even more nowhere to escape because of the blockade of the monsters.

"You're lying to us—"

"Kill you, kill—"

In the end, it was because of the last chance to play, and I had to say a few more words to show the sadness of existence. Or does this have the effect of 'increasing the duff of courage'? No one knows, and what brought the silver monster's words to an abrupt end was the scarlet greatsword that pierced through the entire chest. The big sword that should have penetrated the fire attribute fighting qi was the correct way to use, but under the most basic wielding and slaughter of the two sisters, it no longer mattered. The two played a waltz of the battlefield.

The huge sword is swung by a slender arm, and the scene is so amazing that people can't help but wonder if the arm of the owner wielding the sword will be broken before wielding the sword.

Dealing with monsters in human skin, experienced warriors may be okay, but the newly debuted warriors instinctively hesitate for a moment, after all, fighting with them always feels like slaughtering compatriots or something, so what's going on in front of you? While the monster is talking nonsense, he has not hesitated to cut it into a human stick, and at the same time, using the sword as a pillar, he flew up, except for the beautiful pure white thing that flashed from the bottom of his skirt, and a fierce strong side kick that cut through the air kicked the guy's head. "Alara, your shoes are dirty. He muttered a complaint, but unlike the words, his fingers wiped the green juice from his cheeks, and he put it to his lips and licked it as if no one was there, which was undoubtedly a bloody beauty in the eyes of the enemy.

The clear pupils were covered with a slight reddish at some point, and Tifa, who was fighting on the side, noticed Tifa's movements, and suddenly fell silent. "How's it taste?" asked curiously.

"Sister, you won't know if you taste it yourself. Well, it tastes as good as Sprite. The younger sister smiled and said her own evaluation, but immediately, she suddenly turned her head and covered her mouth with her hand.

"Hey, isn't it not delicious at all!" Since you don't want to drink it, don't play the handsome scholar family or some bloodthirsty warrior to drink the blood of the enemy or something. Tifa said speechlessly, and at the same time, he threw the big sword in his hand and inserted it into the chest of the guy who sneaked up on his sister while he was not paying attention, and the powerful force even stabbed it away and nailed it to the wall.

Monsters don't have this kind of luck in their hearts, in their eyes, this is a cold-blooded Asura like a ghost, Shura will not be greatly reduced because of the lack of weapons, and in the same way, weapons don't have to be big swords? After all, they are all borrowed, using their size advantage to avoid the monster's flying pounce, and with a few handsome moves, Tifa held the steel pipe he found before

It's not that you're too strong, it's that you're too weak. Since it is a mass-produced set, it is necessary to have the consciousness of being a mass-produced leader. Each blow was full of critical hits, swift body movements, and green juice splashing everywhere, Tifa thought so painfully, and at the same time, the corner of his eye skimmed to the outermost, broken wall, and the classroom next door, which can also be said to be the most intense main battlefield. The battle here is irrelevant, what is about victory is undoubtedly the decisive battle between kings and generals.

So, let me witness how you defeated this immortal monster.

Then again,

"Do you want me to help untie the ropes from your bodies?" Tifa asked the two guys in the corner of the classroom.

"No!," was answered in the affirmative tone of one man. The red-haired senior sister seems to be in a state of frustration until now, and she doesn't know what happened. And the red-haired teenager hey, no matter how you look at it, it's the idea that someone does it for you, so he's too lazy to fight. Why did the guy watching the show have the urge to cut him down.

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Powerful power. Gushur couldn't help but be a little stunned as he looked at the deep marks that had rubbed his cheeks against the wall behind him. Back then, it was only a palm-sized lime, and it changed so fast.

Deadly attack. The desire to kill himself from Lem's attack is really a fool when he still hesitates. Gushur blocked with both hands and was kicked to the wall by Lem. And before he could breathe his breath, Gu Xiuer's pupils shrank, and the tables and chairs that fell from the sky and slammed over did not dodge, and they would be directly smashed into meat sauce.

Holding back the blood in his mouth, he stood up, put away his baton, caught the first chair he threw at him, and then grabbed it and turned it into a weapon, using his inertia to spin and knock the rest of the tables and chairs away.

"Shur-!" was too focused on dodging the attack in front of him to ignore Lem's presence. The stupid murmur behind him was accompanied by severe pain.

Tear up!

Along with the armband on his arm, a large piece of flesh was torn off, ah, it hurt. Gushul clutched his arm and stepped back, silently watching as Lem swallowed the 'spoils' he had received. The corners of his mouth were left with his own flesh and blood, and his face was as charming and red as if he had been drunk with wine.

If I go on like this, I'm going to die. Gushur threw away the misshapen chair in his hand. I grabbed the baton on my waist in my hand and tried to pull it out again.

"Shuer, it's useless, you can't beat me. However, without any tone of reminder, a black shadow flashed by, and the body was directly kicked away. He slammed into the corner of the ruins. It's over, the wound on the forehead from the previous accident has been reopened. Blood flowed slowly, blurring vision. Barely able to see clearly, Lem swallowed his baton, and his body changed. A metallic substance turned into a baton.

"Shure, why do you still resist like this? don't you love me?" said Lem in incomprehensible pain, and she slowly walked over, squatted down, touched Gushuer's cheek, and put it on Gushuer's neck, with a stupid expression.

"This kind of love is too heavy for me to bear. Panting slightly, Gushuer thought helplessly. At the same time, I tried to move my left hand, I couldn't do it, I was already useless, and I was bitten like this.

"Hehe-cough. Gushul chuckled, but helplessly, the serious injuries were too serious. He coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood and sprayed it on Lem's face. "You've changed so much, Lem. Gu Shuer's gentle smile, the cold touch on his neck, it is not strange to die at any time in the next moment.

"Now, Lem, do you remember this back then?" Now that he was dead, from the spatial ring, Gushur took out a red bag-like bag. "Your favorite chili water back then. With that, Gushur handed it over.

Lem looked at the chili water handed by Gushul in a daze, did not speak, leaned his head up, and gently took one of the corners, melted the package and tasted a little chili water inside. "No, sure enough, it's not as delicious as Xiu'er!" like an angry child, he threw away the chili water, and Lem, who had tasted the chili water, turned his body into fiery red.

"Oh, is that so? The pepper water that had been handed out was thrown away, and a chuckle tuckled at the corner of Gushuer's mouth. "What a wayward guy. The hand grasped the red arm that Lem had pinched himself, and the fire element quickly condensed in his hand, and then choked off.

Squirt!

With a slightly violent explosion, Lem had to take a few steps back. "It's useless, Shure. The arm grew back as soon as it was blown up, and Lem said sympathetically without showing any panic.

"Ah, of course I know!" The trick of injuring the enemy by 1,000 and inflicting 800 self-damage was also affected by the explosion, and the whole person was almost bloody. Gushur coughed, blood dripping from money. "Is it true to say that you are prepared, since I heard the rumors of an abandoned school building, although I had already guessed that it was you. "I took the only clean sleeve and wiped the blood stains on my face.

"Lem, you're still immature. Finally, taking out the glasses from the space ring and putting them on, Gushuer said calmly.

"Shure, what the hell are you talking about?" Lime tilted his head in confusion as his index finger touched his lips. "You can't escape. ”

"Heh, I'm not going to run away. "If Lem was inexplicable before, then she can now. Gushur confirmed that he looked at her who had softened again because of the chili water. "Now, Lem, don't you want to eat me? Gushur smiled and pulled out a tube from the spatial ring. "As long as you can eat me?" her only killer weapon against the undead, this is the last resort.

"Shul?" Lem wondered, why did Shul become confident? Just something plastic? No, it looked like it had some kind of trademark on it. However, there is no need to think carefully. Just the state of "Shuer, goodbye." "Soon, Lem pounced!

The last blow

"Goodbye, Lem. The body that was barely standing due to the serious injury, and the eyes blurred by blood, even if it couldn't see clearly, it didn't matter, because the approaching evil wind Gushur in front of him was silent, and pointed the tube in his hand in front of him, and at the same time, pressed the button.

Lem vanished in place

"Even if you become a bad guy, the body is a slime, and you have to have the consciousness of being a slime. After saying this, Gushuer collapsed to the ground

Ten minutes later

"Hey, are you dead?" After finishing all the mobs, Tifa and Tina kicked someone lying on the ground.

"Ahem. "Well, since I'm coughing, it looks like this thing isn't dead yet.

"Sister, I've got my student ID back!" Tina exclaimed happily after touching the student council president. But immediately he frowned. "It's dirty. "It's stained with someone's blood.

"That guy solved?" Sartre, who was caught with three swords and his sister who had fallen asleep, looked around, and there was no body of Lem. "Is this—?" Found only an object on the ground, a tube, one end of which was connected to the memory.

After ten minutes of rest, he finally regained some strength, and sat up with great difficulty, and Gushur saw Sartre staring at the object in silence. I can't help but have a good airway. "Haven't you seen this thing vacuum cleaner?" the latest product of the senior group of the alchemy department borrowed it, and after speaking, he looked at Sartre's eyes like a dirt bun.

Sartre: "No, I know it's a vacuum cleaner, but why do you bring a vacuum cleaner?