"You unsightly creature!!Get out of here!!!What kind of thing is hiding and hiding!!" Miral roared angrily. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, Miral looked a little embarrassed, his long hair was wrapped around his waist, and there were several cuts on his originally intact white-robed clothes, which were cut by sharp objects, and the wounds in the wounds were of different depths, surprisingly, there was no bright red liquid such as blood flowing out of the wounds, and Miral's expression did not show a trace of pain, and there was no pain at all for these wounds.

In the endless fog of darkness, Miral fought alone, not only to protect the remaining believers behind him, but also to watch out for the vile and shameless villain's sneak attack in the dark, which was simply terrible.

"Is the pseudo-life of the 'Shield of Tsarist Russia'? an interesting fellow, can't such a wound bring you pain, so what? A woman's muttering and smiling voice came from the darkness that she couldn't see clearly, and she didn't seem to listen to Miral's angry scolding.

As soon as her words fell, the tension in Miral's whole body was mobilized, nothing could be seen in the dark, not even the sound of the other party's footsteps, did this guy really walk with his feet, there was no sound at all, even if he heard her voice, he couldn't judge the source of the sound, and came to the conclusion, that is, these dark smoke itself is not ordinary smoke, it is a special kind of smoke, it is very likely that it is this person, no, maybe it is the ghost of this group.

"Huh!", directly flashed, from top to bottom, agile speed with a powerful force in front of Miral, Miral's whole body propped up the pale gold shield steadily ate this seemingly very strong blow, the surface of the golden shield appeared spiderweb-like cracks, Miral shed a cold sweat, but his eyes were not afraid of this person with great strength.

The repair speed of the magic shield can't last too long for this kind of fast and powerful attack method, and it's likely that the next blow won't be able to hold it, so create a shield again as much as possible to resist her attack, and at present, it can only be defended, and it seems impossible to counterattack, not to mention the darkness in front of you, you can't see anything clearly, how to hit this person with an assassin's attack method is also a big problem, her speed is very fast, it can be seen from the attack speed, it's not good, this time, Miral came to this poignant conclusion。

Guessed the front, but guessed the back, the target of this dangerous assassin hiding in the dark is not only Miral, the believers he protects are also her target, the believers protected by the protective shield set up by Miral nervously watched the battle outside, did not think that they would also be implicated, not that they did not think about it, but they couldn't do anything in the dark, the corpse drowned in the dark was the best evidence, they couldn't see anything, let others slaughter, since they couldn't help, don't drag Miral's hind legs, they could only hide in the protective shield that Miral created for them, watching Miral fight with the enemy。

The sharp blade appeared in front of the golden shield protecting these people in a silent way, like the speed of a bullet, everyone in the shield did not react, the blade was like cutting tofu, directly stabbed into the shield, and pierced a person's chest by the way, before the screams came out, everything happened in an instant, and it was suffocating.

The golden shield shattered, everyone's unbelievable faces appeared, and the darkness instantly overwhelmed them, as if even their voices were swallowed up, and everyone was already doomed at that time, and the dagger blade smoothly sliced the throat under the head along the perfect arc, so that even the sound did not come out.

"Now is not the time to be in a daze, my sweet toy. The caressed tone sounded, and the blade sneaking in the dark instantly appeared in front of Miral, directly hitting the golden protective shield, and the shocking blood stains on the blade were also sprinkled on it, the same as cutting tofu, compared with the small fight just now, this is more like her real strength, directly disintegrating the protective shield that Miral had just successfully repaired, and the blade slashed through Miral's throat unimpeded, causing a very deep wound scar, although the enemy only used a one-handed dagger, but still reversed the dagger with one hand with skillful techniques, the dagger was like dancing on her fingers, and she quickly corrected the posture she wanted, the blade that had been slashed was back, pointing upwards and stabbing at Miral's temple.

The blade easily stabbed into Miral's temple, and she then lifted her foot and kicked Miral in the waist, and Miral flew out like a cannonball, and the blade was pulled out of his temple, looking like she had kicked Miral in order to pull out the knife more gracefully.

"If you don't have a little dust and wounds on your body when you fight, it's disrespectful to others. The woman in the darkness said, not looking at all worried that Miral would die.

"You, you guy!" Miral is like a broken toy, he is not dead after being mortally wounded, he is still alive tenaciously, gritting his teeth and trying to get up from the pile of rubble, blood flows out of a wound that has been pierced, and the wound on his throat is also, and his face is stained with blood, but this blood is on the blade, this is not Miral's, it is left by those tragic believers who have had their throats cut, because Miral has no such thing as blood at all, and the white robe clothes covered with cut marks have become more tattered, full of dust, and look very dirty, and one leg and hand are twisted aside in an irregular form, and the overall feeling is very miserable。

"I'm worried that I don't have any materials to practice knives, but with a monster like you that doesn't die no matter what injuries you take, I think I can create more beautiful killing art in the future. The woman seemed to squat in front of Miral and said distressedly, a little bit of a confession of trouble, but it was dark, and Miral couldn't see anything clearly.

"Bang!" As soon as the words fell, the sound of metal colliding came, and the silver long sword that flashed with light collided with a small dagger about fifteen centimeters in length, which appeared extremely bright in the darkness, illuminating part of the area, and the long-lost light appeared again, warm and reassuring.