Roman's right eyelid jumped hard.

At the gate of Tsukimibo, the two teams of people and horses fought together chaotically, and many corpses were lying on the ground, and the scene was extremely bloody.

One of the teams was the guards of Tsukimibo and the thug ghost unit he had personally cultivated, while the other team had a strip of black cloth tied to his left arm.

Who are the people who are not from the Black Flag Mercenary Regiment?

"What's the situation, Hitomi is back? Want to go to war with me officially? ”

Roman's expression was cloudy, and this was the most likely scenario he could think of.

Of course, he knew who the leader of the Black Flag Mercenary Group was, and how many catties and taels he had, because they had met more than once.

As the inheritor who is also from the dungeon, he has repeatedly wooed Hitomi, but in the end she refused.

Because the philosophies of the two are fundamentally different.

Although he was born in a dungeon, he never considered himself a pariah in a dungeon, and he awakened to become an inheritor, so he was naturally a well-deserved powerhouse.

The strong and the weak are always contrasted, and only the wailing of the weak can set off the strength of the strong.

So he drove the poor people in the dungeon to make money for him without any psychological pressure, which is normal, he was so weak when he was a child, didn't he also do this cow and make horses.

The law of the jungle is the iron rule of Sidney, in the dungeons, and in the upper town, but it will be more grandiose.

But Hitomi Eun is different, her cultivation talent is better than his, and she could have continued to stay in Shangcheng for further study, but she returned to the dungeon after graduation and wanted to transform this dark world of cannibalism.

It was a madman who founded the Black Flag mercenary group and set her sights on the walls of Sidney.

"If there is no place for us in Sidney, we will go out of the city and carve out our own home."

That was what Hitomi said when he last met him, and it still sticks with him.

He felt that this woman was simply stupid, as the inheritor, the privileged class of Sidnia, she had 10,000 ways to make her life extremely comfortable, but she chose a path that could not see the future.

Thousands of years ago, human beings migrated to the foot of the World Tree and established the main city of Sidnia, and since then the city gates have been closed for a long time, just because the world outside the walls is too dangerous.

Going out and carving out a home? Just look for death!

Hitomi wanted to die, he naturally didn't care, which is why he never killed all the people of the Black Flag Mercenary Group.

The first is because Hitomi is the inheritor of the same strength as him, and he doesn't want to tear his face and provoke her to retaliate, which will hurt both parties.

The second is because there is no need to kill them all, doesn't the Black Flag mercenary group want to move outside the wall? Then just banish them from the dungeon.

His goal has always been to take control of the dungeon and become the king of the dungeon.

Roman's eyes swept indifferently towards the group of people in front of him, and unsurprisingly, he saw a few familiar faces.

Bob, biting wolf, hyena...... All of them are the core members of Black Flag stationed in the dungeon, and if they are all killed at this time, Black Flag's main defensive force in the dungeon will be uprooted.

But it's too early to kill them, he has more important things to do.

The young master of the Addams family is still trapped in the Tsukimibo, and he must ensure Arthur's safety before he can hand over to Sims.

Sims was his classmate and friend, and the most important link between him and the Sidneyan elite.

This thread must not be broken.

Only by climbing up step by step along this line can he stand under the sun, and his throne in the dungeon will become more and more secure.

The true darkness will always dwell behind the light.

Ignoring the battle at the door, Roman was like a ghost, and quickly walked into Tsukimibo and rushed upstairs.

It's also a mess inside the Yuejian Fang, I don't know who started the fire, the house is full of smoke and miasma, everyone is panicked, there are few people who put out the fire, but there are many people who help.

Ignoring this, he ran straight to the third floor, just in time to see a black cloak with his sword facing away from him, Arthur lying at her feet, his left hand nailed to the ground with a dagger, and let out a groan of pain.

It's not dead, that's okay.

Roman breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and with a throw of his left hand, he didn't even say hello, and fired a spiritual dart towards the black cloak.

Whether it's Roy or Hitomi, since he appears here, it means that the two sides have torn their skins and there is no room for mediation.

Words are redundant, just go straight to the killer.

The spiritual dart infused with spiritual power was like a bright meteor, and the black cloak quickly turned around and raised the arm shield in his left hand-

You can even see the sparks on the surface of the shield rubbing with the darts, and the spiritual darts are deeply embedded in the shield, and finally they stop spinning because they can't do it.

Shield?

Roman was slightly stunned.

Roy is the Moon Shadow and Hitomi is the Hunter, and neither of them uses a shield.

At this time, Arthur, who was lying on the ground, suddenly raised his head and yelled, "Be careful! ”

Roman's pupils contracted instantly, and at the same time, a heart-rending pain came from behind him.

Behind him, a sharp arrow suddenly shot out from the originally empty shadow, which was too close for any possibility of dodging.

The outermost formal suit was torn apart first, revealing his close-fitting spiritual power soft armor.

As an outlaw who licks blood from the tip of a knife all year round, how could he not have a little defense?

This spiritual power soft armor is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, and the tip of an ordinary knife can't hurt it at all.

But this sharp arrow actually used an armor-piercing arrow, and the spiritual power strength attached to the arrow was almost at the fourth-order level, and without defense, his spiritual power soft armor was directly penetrated!

The tip of the arrow stabbed into the lower back, and a cold chill instantly filled its body, further tearing through its armor and wounds.

In a trance, Roman smelled death.

"Shadow Attack", a second-order Moon Shadow skill, will further deal weakness damage when attacking from the opponent's blind zone.

Even so, the soft armor of the medium-grade spirit weapon still resisted most of the damage for him, so that he did not lose his combat effectiveness on the spot.

But only this time, the armor-piercing arrow with the shadow attack attached to it cracked the entire soft armor behind him, losing its defense, and if he did it again, he would not be spared.

It was Roy who shot this arrow, and seeing that Roman still had the strength to act, he was not surprised at all, pulled the bolt of the black sniper, put the next arrow on the string, and entered the "stealth" state again.

"Still want to run?"

Roman snorted coldly and stretched out his hand.

"Nightmare".

The invisible wave spreads rapidly around itself, and the Nightmare's effect applies to all nearby targets.

The black cloak and Arthur's body froze suddenly, and in an instant, he fell into a half-asleep, muddy state.

Even Roy, who was hiding in the dark, was not spared, and his body shook and he got out of his stealth state.

They are all inheritors and have a certain resistance to abnormal states, and if ordinary people face nightmares, they will immediately fall into the deepest slumber.

Roman flashed his dagger and struck at Roy.

With just a glance, he deduced that the strength of the black cloak was not very strong, and it was just a cover to attract attention.

The real threat to him is Roy.

Unexpectedly, after only half a month, he was actually promoted to the second order, and this cultivation speed is not excellent.

It was also at the second order that Moon Shadow's assassination ability officially began to emerge, and if Fang Cai didn't have that spirit weapon soft armor, maybe the winner would have been divided.

This kid must die.

The horror and fear in Roman's heart were all transformed into monstrous killing intent at this time.

The room was not spacious, and within a few steps of each other, Roman rushed to Roy's front in an instant, swinging the dagger in his hand towards his neck.

Just then, Roy moved again.

Ignoring the effect of the nightmare, he casually threw away the black sniper, picked up the long sword on the side, and accurately blocked Roman's attack.

How can it be!

Roman was shocked in his heart, Roy didn't even have half a second between being hit by the nightmare and getting rid of the nightmare.

Even if Roy had advanced to the second order, he was a fourth-order dead language, how could he get out of his control so quickly?

There was no time for him to think, Roy's attack followed, and the long sword turned out to be Arthur's, and it was also wielded in his hand, which made him a little overwhelmed for a while.

It was as if Roy was not some Moon Shadow, but a sword cultivator who was proficient in swordsmanship.

Seeing that the situation was stalemate, Roman's left hand suddenly condensed a translucent long whip, and he shook it hard, and the long whip was like a giant python that pounced, running towards Roy.

The sweep range of the long whip was very wide, and Roy couldn't dodge, so he had to turn sideways slightly and subconsciously raise his sword to block.

Unexpectedly, the translucent whip completely ignored the parry of the sword, passed through it, and whipped at Roy.

"Whip of Pain", a second-order skill of the Dead Language, shocks the target while performing a soul attack, and cannot be physically blocked.

Hit by a whip, Roy only felt that his eyes were dark, his head seemed to have been hit hard, and his body seemed to be paralyzed by electricity, and his movements were sluggish a lot.

Roman stepped forward and counterattacked, the dagger in his hand fell on Roy's long sword, and the strength of the fourth-order spiritual power suppressed him and made him retreat.

Roy only used the advantage of the long sword's attack distance and the agility blessed by "Swiftness" to make Roman unable to get close, and once he was interfered with by the "Whip of Pain" and was forced to the stage of close combat, the strength of the fourth-order spiritual power was overwhelming compared to the second-order.

The space in the house was small, and Roy soon had no room to dodge, so Roman poured his spiritual power into the spiritual dagger without reservation, and stabbed it with all his might.

Roy's pupils lit up with golden light, but even with the blessing of the "Eye of Insight" and "Consciousness Acceleration", he couldn't find any way to break it.

There is too much difference between the quality and quantity of spiritual power, and the so-called one force will drop ten times is this truth.

"Bell—"

The dagger and the sword intersected again, and the small dagger burst out with unrivaled power, and Roy's arm was numb and was directly ejected out.

Seeing Roy, who was in mid-air and could no longer dodge, Roman let out a sneer.

It's time for this farce to end.

With his left hand raised in the air, he summoned a translucent scythe and swung it at Roy.

Dead Whisper 4th Order: "Soul Breaker Scythe", inflicts a powerful soul slash on the target.

This is one of the few pure offensive skills of the dead language, and the power is very powerful, if you kill the opponent, the soul will be wiped out in an instant, and the real sense will erase people from this world, and there is no possibility of survival.

In mid-air, Roy watched as the scythe flew towards him, as if death was beckoning to him.

In a trance, Qin Liu's words sounded in his ears again.

"Roy, when you're ready, the Grim Reaper won't come."

Looking at Roman, who was sneering, he also hooked the corners of his mouth.

In the next moment, a black cloak appeared in his field of vision.

Arya had been waiting for this moment, and the instructions she had received from the beginning were: to assist the Black Flag Mercenaries in their surprise attack, to attract Roman's attention, and when he used a high-level soul attack-

Block that blow.

In front of her was a rapidly enlarged scythe, and Arya's expression was calm.

It's like knowing that there will be ropes tied to their bodies, and not everyone dares to walk a tightrope in the air.

Although they have a black jade pendant and are fully prepared, it does not mean that everyone dares to face the attack of the Soul Splitting Scythe. The fear of death is engraved in the genes of all living things.

But even if she didn't wear a black jade pendant, she thought, she would definitely come forward.

Why? There were so many reasons that she couldn't count.

So much so that just seeing the scythe swing at Roy made her want to stand up, as if she were instinctive.

Action is the best answer.

The Soul Breaker scythe sank into Arya's body, her body stiffened slightly, and then her chest shone brightly.

A translucent gray halo quickly spread, creating a spherical defensive barrier centered on his chest.

The enchantment completely blocked the attack of the Soul Splitting Scythe, and at the same time, several cracks appeared on the surface of the black jade pendant.

The two forces collided, and the strong wind blew Arya's hood open, and the long pale blonde hair flew away, and Roman saw her pale face and determined eyes.

"It's you, Arya!?" Roman was stunned.

He had been in and out of Christian's house before, so he had several connections with Arya.

In his eyes, Arya is just an eldest lady who has not awakened the inheritance, has not seen the cruelty of the world, and is held in the palm of her parents' hands.

But in more than a month, she will be able to block her strongest attack head-on?

Stunned, he didn't notice that in the blind spot of his vision, behind Arya, Roy spread his palms, and then slowly clenched his fists.

Not far away, the black sniper who had been wound up seemed to be slowly held up by an invisible hand, and quietly locked the direction where Roman was.

Judgment 2nd Tier Skill: "Space Hand".

"Click-"

The moment he pulled the trigger, this special spiritual arrow was already in Roman's back, and the explosive arrow exploded violently, along with the weakness damage of "Shadow Attack".

"Boom!"

With an explosion, losing the protection of the spiritual power soft armor, Roman was shot directly to the ground, and as the arrow exploded, a cloud of blood mist bloomed in the air, and a thrilling, bloody big gap was blown out of his waist, as if to tear his body apart from the middle.

This is undoubtedly a fatal wound.

But even so, Roman, who fell to the ground, actually wanted to fight back.

"I ...... How could I possibly lose to you? I should have killed you a long time ago! ”

He struggled to raise his head, staring at Roy with tearful eyes, urging the spiritual power of his whole body, which actually condensed into a soul-splitting scythe again.

"Give me a funeral!" He looked crazy and his face was distorted.

Roy's heart tightened, blessed "Swift", held the long sword, and tried his best to rush towards Roman.

But it's still too slow, and the Soul Splitting Scythe is about to take shape.

The shadows in the room creeped at this moment.

Just then, Arya moved.

She was closest to Roman, raised a foot and stepped on Roman's back, then raised the sword in her hand and swung it downward, like an executioner on the execution ground.

It's just such a simple chopping action, clean and neat, without any mud and water.

"Uhhh

Roman's head and body were separated.

The condensed Soul Splitting Scythe dissipated into the air, and the blood on his neck spurted out like a fountain, raining blood in the room.

Arya's face was covered in blood, and she gasped for breath as she stared blankly at the bones rolling to her feet.

Roman's expression still lingered with madness and murderous intent, and his eyes stared in Roy's direction, as if he had never thought that he would be planted in the hands of Arya, whom he least cared about.

"Is it over?"

Arya looked up at Roy with a hint of confusion in her eyes.

"It's over."

Roy opened his arms and embraced her into his arms.

"Well done, Arya. You killed him and avenged your father—"

"He'll be proud of you."

In her arms, Arya let go of the sword in her hand and hugged Roy tightly.

She wanted to cry, but not a single tear was shed.