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Twenty minutes and fifty-four seconds.

There was only a faint white light left in the sky, and the stars stared at the city of Carmore in the shadow of a gray giant in the night. On the towering city walls, green highlights are constantly swimming. A huge airship floated steadily in the air, like a lighthouse on the gray sea, and a green light shot down from the ship, focusing on a monster with a blood-stained shell. Death Bloom, although standing on a small mound, feels as if it is on the stage of history.

Twenty minutes and fifty-three seconds.

Taresa attacks. Holding the rapier in one hand, she stabbed sideways, and her figure flashed from ten meters away in front of Death Bloom.

"Big Sister Arcanis, faster than anyone else!"

"Don't talk too much when you're fighting. ”

The three-meter-high death bloomed, and with a flexible twist of the waist, he dodged the attack. The strong wind brought by the rapier grazed its shell, and the death bloom could feel a little cold, and the negative energy hurt it slightly. She raised her forelimbs, making a graceful, indistinct arc toward the vampire.

"Shield. ”

Powerful magical power deflects the attack of Death Bloom. A deadly arc streaked across the dead grass, not a single grass clip was disturbed, and a slice of Taresa's cloak slowly drifted down the air.

"Slow down! Sister Arcanis is optimistic!"

Taresa jumped backwards, as fast as a gust of wind. The chain that binds the Bloodstone in his left hand tightens. The rapier stabbed at Death Bloom one after another, and Death Bloom's hind legs accumulated terrifying power. She stared at Taresa with compound eyes, and suddenly she felt someone familiar coming at her from above, and the closer she got closer, the hotter the blood became, as if there was something in the blood that resonated with him. It's Flogisa!

Time is running out! She's going to hurry up and deal with this talkative vampire.

Her hind legs erupted with terrifying power. The body suddenly popped out of the range of green light and plunged into darkness. Death Bloom clearly saw a smile on Talesa's face, and countless black hands like physical shadows grabbed from the ground towards Death Bloom. It was as if she had fallen into a pool of mud, and her speed slowed down suddenly.

Damn magic!, she cursed in her heart. Talesa had been deliberately keeping her distance, and the Lady of the Bloodline knew that she was far from a match for Death Bloom. And she couldn't fire spikes for a short time, and precious time passed little by little. A wave of heat rushed behind them, killing a thousand knives, how much time do they have to kill themselves?

Anger reigns in the brains of Death Bloom. It screamed, turning around and splitting the blade. Swinging his blade, Frogissa charged in front of Deathbloom, the weeds around him blazing, and the black ashes dissipated in the wind. Death Bloom lifted her forelimbs, glowing purple against the two-handed sword that slashed at her chest.

"You've always stood in my way. ”

"You are willing to fall!"

The other forelimb of the Death Bloom fell, and the elf was surrounded by a nebula-like fire elemental. Deathbloom's forelimbs cut smoothly in, and she heard Taresa scream. Frogiza showed no fear. The fire elemental erupted, a powerful explosion striking the shell of Death's bloom, and Frogissa's red hair broke free and flew into the air. Shockwave separates the two, but as they do, a scimitar-like forelimb cuts through his glass armor, leaving a wound under his side.

Twenty seconds remained, and magic gripped her limbs firmly. She stared at the two of them, knowing that time was running out, and one leaped into the distance. The two immediately followed, too close to the city of Carmor, and the airboat was not convenient for shelling. But the mages above are already in place, and if Frogiza and Talesa delay a little longer, they will be able to provide immediate spell support and delay their fierce opponents.

But the Death Bloom disappears into the air, like salt crystals dissolved in hot water. The green light that fell from the sky swayed in vain, and the mage's detection magic could not find the invisible bloom of death in the vast meadow for a moment.

They lost sight of Arcarnes for a while.

Nineteen minutes and one second remaining.

Frogiza closed her eyes and held her breath to feel the special heat in the darkness, the heat from Arcanis. He never told anyone, and he could faintly feel Arcarnes' body temperature in the distance, as if it were a thread of fate. This feeling is even stronger when facing the Arcanis who has turned into a bug, as if it is a blood attraction. But he's not so sure.

The elf opened his eyes and looked into the darkness on the far right, an open field.

Is she going to run that way?, he thought. But the body moved, and it was about to rush to the right.

"Brother Flogisa, she's there!" Taresa called out the elf's name, her raiser pointing to the left, there was a house, "she couldn't hide the smell of blood on her body. ”

The elf hesitated, choosing to trust the eldest lady of the Bloodline, so he ran with her to the left.

Sure enough, they saw a semi-hidden figure appear in the alley. Taresa took the lead and stabbed with a sword, but the blood-baptized insect did not move, and the thin sword pierced deep into the shell, the crack spread, and the insect collapsed to the ground.

"It's an empty shell!"

Screams were heard from the walls in the distance. They looked at the city wall and saw a soldier carrying a lamp, falling from the wall. The figure of Death Bloom disappeared into the wall.

"She fled. ”

Frogiza said, smashing the insect's head with one foot.

"Brother Flogisa—"

"She can't escape, Talesha. ”

He turned around and gave orders to the airship in the sky through the magic badge on his chest.

"Tell him that I agree with the ceremony. ”

At 16 minutes and 24 seconds.

The aristocratic quarter of Camor City, a splendid and ordinary mansion full of death. Corpses littered the ground, and blood stained the pool. In front of the pond is a tall domed building made of glass, and inside is a hall for fun, and the alchemy lamps that originally emitted colorful lights were darkened early, so it was dark.

A little girl sits on a soft couch with a teddy bear in her arms. All the howls outside couldn't penetrate the thick glass. The glow of the elemental spell explosion lit up the hall from time to time, and her calves shook nervously.

"Crackling. ”

The Death Bloom easily shattered the glass barrier, carrying countless shards of glass and falling into the hall, the floor trembling with its visit. She glanced at the remnants of the magic circle on the floor, the lines glowing faintly in her eyes. She turned her head to look at the little girl shivering, and on the couch beside her, Death Bloom saw the faint red glow of residual body temperature.

"The little girl who spat in my face. Death Bloom recognized her, the little girl of the Book Society, approaching her face, "Die." ”

The insect-like mouthparts were wide open, and they wanted to chew her head.

"Spare my life! Sister Alina, I know it's wrong. She curled up on the couch, not at all looking arrogant as before, "They're gone, and I'm here to get a message to you." ”

"Bite off your head, and your mission will be accomplished. "Sticky, blood-red liquid drips from its sharp mouthparts onto the teddy bear.

"They're all dead!" the little girl's eyes widened, fear and sadness intertwined into tears in her eyes, "and he sacrificed himself. ”

"He's a guy who likes throwing knives, right? ”

Three minutes ago. Five nobles with different expressions gathered here, the sound of ancient incantations echoing through the hall, and the lines of magic on the ground glowed brightly.

"Hasn't Bicester arrived yet?"

An old snow-haired man looked at the watch on his wrist.

"Don't wait for him, let's go straight to the shelter. ”

A white-faced nobleman with a faint look of boredom on his face said.

The female mage who presided over the magic array, with red hair and a red backless dress, was well-dressed, obviously just coming from an important dinner.

"Nope. She shook her head, "If he doesn't arrive, I won't teleport." ”

The teleportation array can only be used once for a short period of time. Everyone knows that Bicester is her fiancé.

"He must have somewhere else to go. "But it's too late to tell us, it's like General Baxter himself escaped in a private airboat." ”

"Nope. ”

She pursed her lips.

"This is our common property. Another nobleman approached her, clutching the hilt of his sword, "You don't have the power to decide, ma'am. ”

The mage grabbed her wand and looked at her companion defensively.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened. A smiling gentleman walked in with a little girl with a few throwing knives around his waist.

"Bicester!" cried the mage, "you're here at last." ”

"It took some time to find the knives. He nodded and smiled, "I met Miss Lolita on the way." ”

"Fast! Now is not the time to waste. The white-faced nobleman saw him so leisurely, and he couldn't wait to pull him into the magic circle, "You're murdering us!" ”

The gentleman gently put down Lolita, patted her on the head, and walked over to the five people huddled in the magic circle. The little girl grabbed the corner of his coat and shook her head slightly, and the gentleman turned around and patted her head with a smile, "Be obedient." ”

"Bicester, you can bring her along. An old nobleman suggested.

The gentleman waved his hand and stepped towards the five in a few steps. The crowd was unhappy with his cold-blooded behavior.

"Cold-blooded. ”

He pretended not to hear someone's assessment and waved his hand at the little girl. The female mage sang the activating words, and the light of the magic circle flooded the six of them.

"I hate sacrifice. Tears flowed from the corners of Lolita's eyes.

The Council of Six Twelves teleported to another remote, solid dimension. Seeing the dark starry sky, the white-faced young nobleman breathed a sigh of relief.

"We're safe. ”

"Ah, you ....."

As soon as he finished speaking, the female mage let out a scream, and a throwing knife plunged deep into her neck. Blood flowed through the delicate collarbone, and her eyes were wider than a bull's eye, looking at the gentleman who had been smiling.

"I'm sorry, my fiancée. He raised his hand, and the magic throwing knife in his hand plunged deep into the back of the white-faced nobleman's head, "This is our sin. ”

He fiddles with his throwing knives whenever he has time. Now, at last, blood has been seen. The first throwing knife killed his fiancée, as she was the only mage present. The second throwing knife killed the tired white-faced young man, because he had just come down from the battlefield three months ago, and the third throwing knife killed the old nobleman with snow hair, and he seriously injured the gentleman before he was old. The fourth throwing knife killed the fat nobleman, who owes much of his fat to the policies of Radovid. The fifth throwing knife killed the bald nobleman, and he finally let go of the staff in his hand encrusted with large elemental gems, representing his status as the owner of the largest factory in the city.

Although he could feel life rushing away from him with the blood, the gentleman crawled, dragging a long trail of blood on the smooth floor and crawling to his fiancée. Cuddling in his arms as usual, he kissed her on the cheek one last time, the familiar faint scent wafting into his nostrils.

"I'm sorry....." he lowered his voice as he looked at the tears in his fiancée's eyes, "but we're all guilty." ”

With that, he stabbed the last throwing knife into his chest.

Arcanis spared Lolita. She tilted her head and sniffed:

"You said you could help me find Baxter?"

"Well, that's why I'm staying. Lolita nodded heavily, "There's a magic tracking item on his personal airboat. ”

"Take it out. ”

A crystal compass appeared in front of her, and an empty ship of nebula-like light appeared on the compass.

"Forty kilometers from the city of Carmor, in a refugee area. ”

Deathbloom looked up in that direction, the cold wind whizzing through the breach, her compound eyes reflecting the stars in the sky. Under the pale red moonlight, a faint red cloud floated in the night sky, like a red veil covering a gemstone.

"Thirteen minutes and eight seconds. She said.

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