readx;? The monster-like left hand has become extremely unfamiliar. The whole forearm of the pen &www.biquge.info fun & pavilion is dyed with a dark color at some point, exuding a ** atmosphere, which is in stark contrast to the healthy ** above the elbow. (Thankfully, I haven't become a carrion yet.) ）

She didn't know what to hesitate about. Immediately raise the scimitar and slash to the left hand. The blade sliced into the junction with unmistakable accuracy, and Arcanis didn't have time to examine the wound, retracted the scimitar, and with his remaining right hand, grabbed the severed arm and threw it at the breach. The whole action is done in one go.

The left hand has just come off. A burning feeling of weakness immediately spread all over the body, and the muscles had reached their limit. She lay feebly on the ground, her eyes fixed on her left hand, which quickly decayed and faded into darkness as it broke away from Arcanis's body, and was replaced by dead white, and the severed arm was successfully thrown to the other side of the wall.

Although the pain was extremely severe. Having lost his power, Arcanis still struggled to use the abilities he had rented from Kazkaz to alienate the pear blossom wood chair beside him. The chair had several mouths and spat out thick smoke.

She suspected that there was something wrong with her left hand. Strange things came to Arcanis's mind one after another, Elena retracted her hand when she first touched it, Melly's disgust with it, and the feeling of being watched along the way. She guessed that the power of "**" did not kill her, but it was lodged in her arm. It attracts disgusting power like carrion, and it also attracts the terrifying knight Yoo Jin. She hoped that the two strong enemies could collide together, and an irreparable misunderstanding occurred, (at this moment, she extremely hoped that Liu Zhen would not be reasonable) to mingle.

Arcanis has done his best. Smoke had filled the room, and she lay on the cold floor, staring at the blurred breach. Next, it's up to fate, the other party is not a fool, the vultures saw her jump into the breach, and Liu Zhen might have seen it too.

Whoever comes to the breach, if you look closely at the breach, you will see a helpless Arcanis. Or worse, the vultures will just throw in a few explosives, or Liu Zhen will ride a nightmare steed, crash through the walls, corrode her **, and imprison her soul. It is then chewed by Kazkaz as a spicy bone crisp.

The vultures were the first to reach the breach around the corner. But a hole emitting white smoke is obviously less striking than the terrifying knight riding a green fire warhorse.

"It's her! the monster of the night!"

The voice that was heard. Arcarnes' frantically beating heart became a little more sensible.

Seeing the enemy, the vultures were furious one by one. The sturdy shield smashed to the ground and stood up, and the mage immediately pulled out the scroll containing great power, and the elemental mage prayed to the elements for greater strength.

The battle must have been fierce. The walls vibrated continuously, and the cries of imprisoned souls, the whistling of horses, and the sound of elemental spells tearing through the air all drowned out the painful howls of the wounded of the living. Arcanis counted the beats of her heart, and when she counted to 200 times, that is, about two minutes, she heard Yoo Jin's voice, which seemed to be coming from all directions, and even the mourning of the soul could not hide the anger in it

"Stupid mortal, do you think you can protect her? no one can escape!"

"Long live the Ruofia Empire!"

The vultures shouted, and reinforcements kept coming.

"Long live the Ruofia Empire. ”

Arcanis whispered, struggling to get up from the ground. The muscles all over her body were burning, protesting against her "oppression", and she was just about to embrace the shadows, when a human face suddenly appeared in the breach, and the surprise on his face could be detected through the white smoke blue wolf.

"There's someone in there. ”

He shouted, and Arcanis' heart was beating fast again. She clashed with anger and raised her trembling right hand to kill the bad man.

The battle was so fierce that no one heard him. He turned his head and shouted again, "Sir, it's still in—" His words paused abruptly, and a bone spear pierced his chest, and the ribbed bones embedded in his flesh. Before the poor vulture could scream in pain, the spear that had eaten the flesh exploded, and the rotting flesh splattered everywhere, and his soul cried out and fell into the abyss.

Arcanis very calmly threw a piece of juicy flesh on his face to the ground. Whispered, "Long live the Knight of the Terror." ”

She embraced the shadows. Slowly walked towards the door and into the hallway. I don't know if it was an illusion or something, but Arcanis felt that the whole basement was beginning to age, the lights flickered, the silk tapestries faded and the paintings that hung were mottled.

It's deserted. Because of the fighting, the guards were not at their posts, and if it weren't for the fierce fighting behind her to remind Arcarnes, she must have thought she had a dream.

The mission has failed. At least that's what the people of the Book Society think. Even when she got back to the ground with the damn tray, no one answered. This is undoubtedly good news, they will definitely think that the blue wolf is dead, and they will not embarrass Elena. Arcanis hates being controlled, and when she is a naïve and ignorant girl, Alina, she can't stand her cousin's omnipresent "care". If it were possible, she wanted to kick the gentleman who was playing with the knife to the horse's manure, and then give him that smiling face. Let him understand that Arcanis Disa is not a pawn that can be controlled.

"Thank you, Yoo Jin. ”

It's great. She just needs to escape quietly from the blind vulture, and escape from this goddamn city with Merry, what stupid book society, evil empire, blackened cousin, and the massacre of fifty-nine years ago are all left behind. Flee to the West, where she can solve the doubts in her memory, regain her strength, and then kill back and kick all her enemies to the ground. There is a good saying, it is not too late for a hero to take revenge.

She glanced at the doorway that led to the second floor.

Especially the foreman in the factory who has been making things difficult for her. Arcanis thought hatefully that he would have to shove his head into the flywheel then.

Arcanis is fed up with the city of Carmor. During the day, you have to be squeezed by hard work in exchange for a pitiful salary of dozens of gold coins, and at night you have to sneak in with fear. If that wasn't enough, the book would threaten her. She felt like a juicy sponge, and Carmore City, both overtly and covertly, was squeezing a little juice out of her.

"Sister Kanis, where is the King?"

Suddenly the accusation of the little Ramon in the dream of that day suddenly echoed in his head.

"Ha, of course not. Arcanis said to himself, "If the Empire of Ifia, how can there be such a dreamy place?"

There is no king, no food, no humorous father. All that was left for them was deep despair, as deep as the abyss.

But Arcanis will avenge him.

In just ten years, I will definitely take a large group of people and arrest all the people involved in the massacre and hang them on a log. Arkanis thought to find a few more well-dressed officials with a Kazakh accent, and beside the floating corpses, they read about the crimes they had committed since childhood, even stealing pastries from the kitchen when they were children. In this way, she broke her left hand again, and now that time is precious, she has done enough. Now she had to hurry up and run before things got worse.

Arcanis sighed, turned around, and walked towards the staircase that led to the second floor.

"Ten years is too long, I'm an acute person. ”

The alchemical lamp at the top of the staircase dimmed, shadows covered her, and the breath of death surrounded her

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