readx;? Arcanis's consciousness was in a state of confusion, her left hand propped up on the tabletop, and her surroundings were blurred, as if some had lit wolf smoke in the room. The black mist of Pen, Fun, www.biquge.info and Pavilion surrounded her, and the cold black mist was like an ice edge, piercing into Arcanis's body through her thin clothes, sucking her vitality. The sensation made her muscles tremble, and Arcanis trembled like an 80-year-old woman, and she lost control of her feet for a moment and fell to the ground.

This is the black fog that damned that day!

"Damn it. ”

Her monstrous left hand landed on the ground, touching something incredibly cold, and a burst of ice spikes made Arcarnes sober up a lot. She looked down and saw a few familiar moonstones, probably few as weird as theirs, half black, soft to the touch like carrion. Her heart was cold, and she suddenly remembered the strange objects she had seen that night in the study—moonstones, sacred statues, and pure parchment scrolls.

The horrible scene of that day won't be repeated, right?

Things got worse. Wisps of extremely black aura peeled off her left hand and surged towards the gems. The latter quickly softened and blackened. At this point, even a fool knows that something extremely ominous is about to happen.

Arcanis was in a state of agitation, and her weakness disappeared in an instant, and she got up from the ground and ran to the door. She had barely run when the ground suddenly shook, the sound of a horse full of death filled her eardrums, and the black mist around her turned into a howling wind, which crashed through the doorway, striking her chest and tugging at her cloak to pull her back to the room.

She lost her balance. The cries of thousands of afflicted souls filled her ears, and they were desperate to catch the soul of the white-haired maiden, and drag it into the abyss to be their companion.

It's the Terror Knight Yoo Jin! She's coming, just like that night, to hunt down the souls that try to escape, to harvest your soul, to corrupt your body, and to imprison you forever in the rotting body, struggling in the abyss of pain. Only by dragging a new victim into the abyss to be your companion can you ease your pain a little.

Arcanis has amazing body coordination. Although she regained her balance and leaped forward against the wind, grabbed the brass handle of the door, and pulled herself out of the room with all her might.

Behind her, a hazy black light danced like a flame, and the figure of a tall knight became clearer and clearer, like a nightmare about to cross the gap between dreams and reality.

As soon as Arcanis ran out of the door and hid in the shadows, she ran into a rushing vulture, she almost fell against the wall, but she came out of shape, and the vulture that fell to the ground shouted and chanted a spell to fight back, but before she could get up, Arcanis cut off her neck.

His companion turned around and happened to be standing in the doorway, just about to attack. A pitch-black ** pounced on him. The young lad screamed, his strong muscles rotting at a rate visible to the naked eye, and his tall nose collapsed, revealing a pitch-black hole.

A panicked Arcanis turned his head and happened to see a skinny man. With a miserable scream, he was dragged into an ominous room by the black mist, as if swallowed by a giant beast.

Arcanis immediately overdrew her muscles for more strength, and she quickly ran around the corner, and as soon as she ducked into the shadows, she heard the voice of Ryu-jin crying behind her.

"Pathetic soul, don't try to escape from the palm of my hand again!"

She shrank her head, and the spear swept over her head, and the wind brushed her scalp like a cold knife scraping through her skull. The bone spear plunged deep into the wall in front of her eyes, and it was full of unknown power, even the solid stone wall was affected by it, and a sickly white color quickly spread. Her eyes widened, and her instinct told her that the sharp, angular bone spear was dangerous. The bone spear suddenly exploded, and Arcanis immediately threw himself to the ground, splashing bone fragments across her skin, some through the magic armor, piercing into the skin, each bone fragment, like a black leech, sucking her energy.

She was helpless. She fell to the ground, her head hit the wall, the sound of horses' hooves getting closer, the ground vibrating, and the crying laughter of the Dreadknight echoed behind her. There was a sound of footsteps on the right, and angry vultures were pounced on the intruders. Despair gripped her heart.

She only felt like a helpless chick.

"it!" she tensed her muscles, exerted her maximum strength, slapped her hand on the ground, and rolled over to her feet.

Kazkaz's voice rang in her ears, "The muscles are overdrawn three times, and in ten seconds they will lose the ability to walk." ”

She pursed her lips, grabbed all the "wood" from her pocket, and threw it to the ground. The carcasses of these potted trees smashed to the ground, growing mouths that kept spitting out white smoke. After losing it all, Arcanis immediately rushed to the confused figure in the black mist that flocked to him

Throw your sword. Without looking, he turned around and ran, and with his left hand, he broke off a bone spur from the bone spear.

She was extremely fast, speeding through two corners. But no matter how fast it is, it is only a futile resistance of the turtle in the urn, and no turtle has ever escaped from the urn because it is fast, even if it can spit white smoke. If White Smoke could stop the pursuit of the Terror Knight, then an unknown study owner who was killed by two thieves would not have been hiding incognito for decades. Although she temporarily distanced herself from the Terror Knight, she was closer to a bunch of angry, tooth-armed vultures. In fact, she could already hear the short, powerful male voice clearly.

"For the Empire!"

With the power of running, Arcanis used all his strength to throw the bone spur he held in his left hand, and for a short time the powerful force brought by the muscle overwhelmed, allowing the bone spur to sink deep into the wall. A fragile white color that spreads around with bone spurs as the center. The marble walls, which were originally solid, now seem to be made of plaster, and they are still the plaster walls that have been corroded over hundreds of years in the wilderness, and they are extremely fragile. She pointed the claw ring on her finger at the wall and shouted a spell, and an angry ram's head slammed into the wall, sinking into the white wall.

White lime rushed to the face, and choking lime filled the nasal cavities. She coughed dryly and ran to the wall, the sheep's head had already smashed a hole, but it wasn't big enough!

"Spot the enemy!"

"Whoosh, whoosh. ”

Two crossbow arrows grazed the back of her neck, thanks to the lime that permeated her. The hole was big enough! She threw herself into the hole with both legs, and her calves suddenly stiffened, and she fell straight to the ground, trying to stand up but not obeying the call.

She turned her head sideways. Seeing that his powerful calf was covered with frost, a crossbow arrow was stuck in his calf—a crossbow arrow with an alchemical arrow.

"In two seconds, your muscles are going to break! ”

Although she has escaped from the urn, what is the difference between her who has lost the ability to move and a salted fish on a chopping board?

Arcanis gritted his teeth, his blue eyes flushed, and his scimitar in his hand. She suddenly thought of a possibility and stared at her right hand.

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