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Reaching out and touching the dense fog in front of her, it was like a wall blocking her progress, Ciri wondered why a layer of fog appeared to the touch of the wall, and with a little force, she broke through a "wall" and entered the thick fog.

The sword clenched in his hand, his eyes scouring the fog to spot imaginary enemies and their attacks in his mind, the fog making it difficult to see everything around him, which was white and white.

Ciri took a few steps forward as she heard gunfire in the distance, and as she progressed, she also heard the continuous gunfire and the screams of the beasts. As the footsteps moved forward, the thick white mist gradually dissipated, and faintly the dancing firelight and figures dancing in the flames could be seen faintly but clearly.

The white fog gradually dissipated, and the gorgeous scenery beyond the white fog finally appeared in front of me - the rolling air waves and fierce flames spread throughout the space, looking up, the sky was also shrouded in thick smoke, and there were still a large number of corpses on the ground, some of them were intruders in black trench coats, some were warriors in armor, and although they were dressed differently, their weapons were all uniformly configured - cold weapons and a hot weapon.

Ciri looked behind him and saw that the fog was still there, and in the smoke and waves, it stood out from everything around her.

It wasn't known what was going on here, but the presence of corpses on the ground made Ciri feel the danger of the place, and the sound of gunfire not far away made it even stronger.

Inhaling too much smoke can suffocate to death, she immediately covered her nose with her sleeve to minimize the frequency of her breathing, and her eyes snuggled around the spread of the fire, trying to find a place where she could teleport.

But everywhere she could see was covered in fire, and for the sake of caution, she walked slowly, and any obstacles that stood in her way were split one after another, and the smoke that kept pouring into her nose was very uncomfortable, and her eyes that had been burned by the flames overflowed with tears.

The burning of the flames obstructed her vision, but it could not affect her hearing, the sound of the flames burning was mixed with several incongruous sounds of breaking through the air, sharp and fast, she had not had time to observe what was coming, and with her senses, she leaned to her side.

Time slowed suddenly, and she saw several reddish lead bullets speeding in front of her, long flaming tails being dragged far behind them.

The time slowed down for a very short time, only for a few minutes, and although it was short, it gave Ciri plenty of time to react.

Once her leaning body regained her footing, she teleported into the smoke-filled sky, where there was no place to stay, but where she could observe the site and find the attacker obscured by the flames.

Appearing in the middle of the air, Ciri was immediately pulled by gravity, and in the rapid fall, she saw the layout of the entire field, which was a place that looked like a military camp, and several minaret buildings were built on flat ground, but now these minaret buildings were wrapped in fire, and there were walls and a large number of watchtowers erected on top of the walls near the minaret buildings, and the attack just now came from those watchtowers.

Now this watchtower is still tilting the ammunition in the direction of Ciri just now, and the lines of fire gushing out don't care about the consumption of ammunition at all, and the fiery red lines that swing at will seem to be the person who operates it has fallen into madness.

She didn't have long to fall, and as soon as she reached a certain distance, she teleported again, this time to the fire-shrouded sky, but she was closing in on her attackers.

At one of the times, Ciri had come to a short distance from the watchtower, where she finally saw the appearance of the attacker, a tall man in a black leather coat mixed with blood, his figure was shrouded in shadow by a top hat, a white messy beard was exposed, looking a sickly old man, but the shaking white beard looked like a crazy psychopath.

Now the psychopath who operated a giant machine gun was showing his madness with bullets, his low roar mixed with the roar of gunfire, his red eyes looked at Ciri in the sky, as if he saw something nasty, the killing machine in his hand immediately turned around, pierced into the flames and immediately extended to where Ciri was, and the bullets fired vow to pierce her through.

She was not afraid of the incoming bullets, because she had not been here long.

The rushing blazing bullets could only hit the dissipated starlight in the end, and the frantic Heavy looked at the disappeared man in confusion, and his sane mind couldn't figure out what had just happened.

The unknown puzzled him, but the beast's instincts made him aware of where the danger was coming from.

The sharp hands easily held the long sword attacking behind him in his hand, the flesh body could not resist the sharpness of the steel, and the fate of receiving the white blade empty-handed was undoubtedly blurred by its flesh and blood, but the pain did not seem to have the slightest effect on it, and the long sword in close contact with the white bone was actually firmly held by it, and it could not move the slightest!

The beastly man tried to use his strength to hold the nasty weapon in place, and then twisted off the other's head, and from time to time his head raised with a low roar, his red-glowing eyes did not see the target in front of him, and the long sword in his hand disappeared without a trace.

He searched for his target, but in the next second, the target appeared behind him, and the sword-wielding Ciri cut a fatal wound on his back, and the flesh of the torn coat could still be seen wrapped in the other's ribs and throbbing lung lobes.

Ciri didn't stop his attack when he hit him, the pain made him wail instinctively, he didn't turn around and could only wave his hands indiscriminately, this was a great time to deal with the other party.

Ciri grabbed the opponent's shoulder to prevent the opponent from running wildly, and the long sword in his hand pierced straight into the opponent's vertebrae, pulling upward, and the long sword broke through the bamboo to split the opponent's spine in half, and the bone marrow and blood were particularly dazzling in the flames.

The spine had been battered, and now the beast-like man was left with an instinctive howl. The top hat drops off the other party's pale and wrinkled face is exposed to Ciri's eyes, and the face distorted by pain now makes people feel inexplicable fear.

"Werewolf?" Ciri saw the other party's bare hands, thick and sharp, like dry skin wrapped in thick bones, and a large amount of blood remained on the protruding nails, there was no doubt that the hands were a pair of sharp weapons for the other party's life.

Werewolves, Ciri has also encountered, those monsters with fast speed are very difficult, they all have the head of a wolf and the body of a man, and their hands have become sharp weapons. Now this man has hands similar to those of a werewolf, but he retains the appearance of a human, but the mental state of the other party just now is no different from that of a werewolf.

The werewolf was still twitching and wailing, and in order to wean him from the pain, Ciri obligated to save his life for the other.

Separation of the body and head is undoubtedly the most effective method, when the werewolf is completely lost, the opponent's excessively tall body slowly shrinks and regains the size that a normal person should have.

Werewolves are undoubtedly the same, and werewolves are the same when they die.

This strange werewolf filled Ciri's curiosity, and she flipped through the other's pockets at will, and a delicate revolver and several rounds of brass needle rounds became her trophies.

If it weren't for his limited abilities, Ciri would have wanted to take the huge and primitive Gatling fixed to the watchtower with him.

Standing on the high vantage point of the watchtower, Ciri was finally able to witness the situation around him, and the city of black minarets of various sizes looked like Gothic buildings, but they were all in flames.

Nearby, Ciri could see groups of men in black fighting fierce battles with armoured warriors on the streets where the flames could not spread, both men and women, each of whom was now using all their power to the death of the other. whereas

Firearms and all kinds of cold weapons have become the mainstream of battle, and both cold and cold weapons are used together, and both sides of the battle are silent in the flames and killing. And there are always some odds in these battles, and Ciri can also see individuals using magic she has never seen before, suddenly summoning several tentacles to pierce through each other, and sometimes reducing enemies to pieces with a ball of light.

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The heavily guarded temple was filled with heavily armored warriors with loaded guns, who firmly guarded their positions. And the light of the fire that came in from the window on their armor didn't shake them in the slightest. In contrast to them, the congregants and clergy who prayed everywhere convinced them of the end of the world by the light of the fire outside.

Stomp ......

The sound of the boots striking the ground alerted the two soldiers standing near the gate, a man with a black trench coat stained with blood, and a little blood still stained from the sword and spear at his waist.

The man removed the feathered hat from his top, revealing the face of a middle-aged man covered in stubble, with two large scars that pierced his eyes.

The man slapped his hat on the warrior's chest, and the man's rudeness did not cause the warrior to be angry, but instead he cautiously placed the hat on the platform where the belongings were stored. The man's eyes were filled with anger that could not be concealed, and his legs in leather boots kicked the door open without hesitation.

"I just got back from the colony's outpost, and I received information that the outpost has been destroyed by a wild hunt!" the man who entered the door angrily yelled at a woman sitting at the conference table in the middle of the hall, "I haven't decided what to do yet, and now you've made such a big deal for me, what do you want to do!"

The woman had long red hair and golden eyes, and she always looked at the yelling man in front of her with a nonchalant smile, like a joker.

"It was your mercenary hunter who did it first, and my men were just legally arresting a blasphemous cultist. ”

"Is there any evidence?"

"As soon as he enters the torture room, there will be evidence. The smile has not changed, and now it looks like a chill.

The thin sword was inserted into the wooden round conference table, and the musket at his waist was also thrown on it, and the middle-aged man was so angry with what the other party said, that he seemed to be about to put the annoying woman in front of him to death at any moment.

"If you continue like this, soon half of the world will die, and the remaining half will push us to the guillotine!"

"Also, I want to see the Pope!"

Ps. chasing more children's shoes, are there any free appreciation tickets and starting coins~ The countdown to the 515 red envelope list is over, I'll pull a ticket, ask for an increase and appreciation vote, and finally rush a handful!