readx;? Soldiers poured out from behind the door. The Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info the second floor, and behind the railing on the third floor, the mage chanted a powerful incantation, and countless eyes shot at the helpless Arcanis like arrows. The blue wolf was unexpectedly calm, and the wood in her pocket had been transformed into a "smoke bomb" by her, emitting a large amount of "black smoke". The black smoke covered the two of them and poured out in all directions.

The sheriff immediately slashed her sword at her neck. Arcanis strained her waist and her muscles exploded with great strength, she bent over, grabbed the sheriff's hair with both hands, and used her shoulder as a fulcrum to throw the sheriff who was dragging her left arm into the vulture that had just fled behind her. The clever young virgin reacted quickly, but was still knocked to the ground by the strong female sheriff. She calmly twisted her left hand, which was essentially a bug. The wrist of the left hand is retracted into a single and escapes from the handcuffs.

It was a smooth process that was completed in just a few moments. The pessimistic Arcanis had already anticipated all kinds of bad things.

In the black smoke, she could see. The world is only black and white in her eyes, because the "Smoke Bomb Making" ability she purchased from Kazkaz is not an ordinary smoke screen. Strictly speaking, black smoke is a swarm of tiny insects whose only function is to absorb light and create night. Hence the Arcanis calling them "nights".

In the darkness of the night, the dog man and woman were powerless to resist. Arcanis bowed his head, easily dodging the sheriff's indiscriminate slashing. She mimicked her companion's voice, "Ahhhh

With the blade in hand, she was relieved a lot. The "night" has spread throughout the hall. In the dark night, it is her home field, she can see, others can't, and can only respond to her deadly sneak attacks again and again in fear. This is to play to the strengths and avoid the weaknesses.

Why are there so many people at once? She looked around and saw that she was surrounded by soldiers armed with iron shields and spears, and the second, third, and fourth floors were crowded with mages and crossbowmen behind the railings. Although the number of people was greatly unexpected to her, she suspected that the Empire had sent a regiment to deal with her, but the blind men of a regiment obviously could not catch her.

Arcanis ran straight to the door, her feet on the ground, her light body about to fly, and she stared at a big-headed soldier to do a relay jump with the help of his shield or helmet. But instead of blowing her cheeks from the front, the wind ruffled her long hair from behind.

The mage evokes a blast. The wind tugged at the night and pulled out the door. Arcanis jumped into the air, and countless pairs of eyes looked at the blue wolf that had leapt into the air in amazement. She felt the arrows pointing at her back, as if a thousand steel needles were pressed against her back. Her left foot stepped on the soldier's helmet, which was fortunately round, smooth as a pebble.

"Three columns turn around!"

Short and coercive commands.

The whole army seems to be the same person. Immediately, at a speed that Arcanis had never imagined, they turned around, took a step back, and made way of a path, causing Arcanis to stomp into the air. The blue wolf was so surprised that she adjusted her posture so that she would not fall to the ground in embarrassment.

But Arcanis failed. She fell among the soldiers, the spears fell, and the sword was drawn and stabbed from all sides, slashing at Arkanis. Unable to dodge any longer, she hurried to parry, weapons piercing her clothes and tearing her flesh apart. She writhed her body, trying to escape the pain, but to no avail, she saw her crimson blood spread from the countless blood-stained blades.

In the end, Arcanis was dealt a fatal blow to the back, and a terrifying sword with great power ended her, cutting a deep wound in her back. Her slender body, bent into a C-shape, slumped straight out of the doorway, tumbling down the high staircase, her blood staining the majestic staircase red.

Arcanis lost his strength, and the scimitar was long gone. She lay on the cold ground, trying to open her blood-soaked eyes, but she saw the lace skirt, finely made and spotless. Her gaze followed the dark skirt upwards, the leather corset with shiny copper buckles, the slender waist, the snow-white collar flower, and the childish and delicate face, she was a little girl.

She did not blink with gray eyes, and said in a childlike and soft voice, "The scroll will present you with sincere greetings of death, traitor. ”

Arcanis stared at her, unable to see any emotion.

A tall and mighty elemental knight, clad in red armor and holding a blood-dripping sword, slowly walked down the stairs. Everything around him began to blur, there were no grand buildings, the lush trees had turned into dead wood, the flower beds were just dead grass, and there were no birds.

She finally understood. The so-called soldiers, a regiment of the Empire, are all fake, and they are all just illusions of this little girl. Just like that night. It's just that the little girl was too confident that night, and was accidentally stabbed by Arcanis to destroy her illusion.

The little girl smiled and lifted her foot, and the little leather shoe was placed on Arcanis's forehead. Arcanis twisted her head with difficulty, biting at her in pain, and she foamed at the blood in pain.

"You treacherous prisoner, murderer of Sister Marlena, look at your lowly and despicable appearance. As she spoke, she crouched down and looked at Arcarnes playfully, like a child staring at a worm in her hand, wondering how to get more out of it.

"It's dirty. She tugged her skirt so she wouldn't get stained with blood. Spat onto Arcanis's cheek, the wolf felt like she had been slapped hard, anger from the humiliation of her pride churning in her chest.

"I swear," Arcanis struggled to spit the blood out of his throat, "I'm going to hack you to death." ”

"You'll never be able to wait for that day. The little girl smiled, and she pulled out a wand and pointed it at Arcanis's head, "Let me boom—"

"Be careful!" came a loud voice. A pale blue magical tentacle wrapped around the little girl and pulled her towards the Elemental Knight. At the same time, Arcanis emitted a pale blue glow, and some kind of dragging magic grabbed her, pulling her away quickly.

When Arcanis fainted, he saw the blue banner of the Empire.

After this, she plunged into boundless darkness.

After confirming that he was not in the real world, Arkanis shouted, "Kazkaz come out for me!"

"Dear brain, I still have to hibernate?"

Kazkaz appeared in front of her with his head down, a beam of light striking it.

"Can you straighten your posture?"

"I'm so disappointed that you don't even think it's humorous. It turned, its purple compound eyes staring at her, "You've been put on a roll by the book." ”

"I'm not going to take out a loan for that service package of yours. ”

"It's a shame that the giant tree is. What are you going to buy? You have 345 gold left on your balance. ”

"Enhance my recovery. "I have too many wounds on my body." ”

"Your flesh-and-blood, weak body has too many limitations. Kazkaz said in a designer-like tone, "The speed of your recovery is tied to the nutrients you take in from your inefficient disappearance system." For this reason, I will give you a set meal, a powerful feeding system plus-"

"I don't want to have an extra mouth, and I don't want to ask a bug to eat it for me. ”

"What a smart brain. ”

"I want a stomach that can digest any plant or meat. ”

"Three gold coins. ”

"Seventeen gold coins make my body recover faster, that's all. ”

Kazkaz knew exactly what she meant, and she couldn't play with words.

A pang of pain pulled her back to reality. She opened her eyes and saw the white ceiling, on which a pitiful oil lamp flickered. It hurts all over his body, but the wound has been initially cared for, and there is still the bitterness of the healing potion in his mouth. She felt dizzy in her head, as if there was charcoal burning inside.

Arcanis turned his head to the side and found himself lying in a small, solitary cell. If I guessed correctly, now she is in the hands of the Empire. I wonder how it would be to meet Frogissa, who has been controlled by the evil god?

Flogisa, she whispered the strange and familiar name in her heart. Slowly closing her eyes, a gentle smile appeared in front of her, and she vaguely remembered that it was a sunny summer, and the sun was shining through the leaves and falling on his blonde hair. A feeling of being in a different world rose from the bottom of her heart.

Terrible hunger struck Arcanis. Her stomach twisted together, and she couldn't help but murmur "Hungry, hungry, hungry." The sight of Frogissa vanished, replaced by a dusty escape. Tormented by hunger and pain, she fainted again.

When she woke up again, she thought she was in a dream, a dream that was doomed to collapse.