"What do you think it is?"

Glancing at Claire, who was lying quietly on the ground, her breathing became weak, Orenjiefer's eyes were extremely rampant with murderous intent.

At this moment, I already know everything I want to know, although it is not clear, how much of the news that has been said is true, but the mastermind of the Thieves Guild should not be bad.

And if this is the case, is there still a need for this person to exist?

But on the other side, the person who was so questioned by Olanjiefer did not listen to it at all, and a scream, accompanied by extreme panic, was heard when Olanjiefer's words fell.

"Ahh

Seeing that his right arm was decreasing inch by inch, the man really fell into madness, he didn't feel the torture, he didn't even feel the pain, it was like his arm was numb and unconscious, but he knew that such a loss was not temporary at all, but forever, "Who are you?"

I don't care about why the blood red in the eyes of this elf has disappeared again, and I don't care who this elf is, but I still roar violently,

And his left hand, with the moment such words came out, had already pulled out another dagger from somewhere,

The body suddenly stepped back, and the dagger should do the same, suddenly cutting into the joint of the right arm.

There, the darkness has not yet spread, so it can only be abandoned in exchange for the hope of survival.

The dagger fell rapidly, and a section of his arm immediately detached from his body, and a huge pain filled his mind in an instant.

But with this pain came a great surprise.

Because at least I am still conscious, and even more so because I am free from that extreme fear.

The corner of his eye was looking at Olanjiefer, but his body did not pause at all, whether it was chopping his own arm, or seeing the arrow in Olanjiefu's hand with the bowstring in his hand again, all the man wanted was to escape.

Escape from this demon as far away as possible!

It's just that if it's really that simple, he won't just be the sixteenth figure in the Demon King team.

The arrow took off, and then suddenly rushed out again in an irregular trajectory.

One arrow, two arrows, three arrows,

When the four arrows were heard with a "ding" sound, all the rest were the muffled sound of arrows entering the flesh.

And what appeared because of this was the figure with four arrows stuck in his body.

Before you have escaped from the wall, you lose the ability to escape, and when you reach the third level of desire, you lose all hope.

A sadness instantly spread to the person's mind, and the coldness even exceeded the cold in his own body, because the arrow entered.

Maybe it's really because I'm overconfident, thinking that with that magic wand, I can easily complete the task, and I don't even want to share the prey and endless wealth with others.

But is it really because he is too weak, or is it that the elf in front of him hides too much strength.

The vital point of the body has been pierced by a long arrow, there is no hope for life, and death is inevitable.

Therefore, when his body lost most of its strength, he just sat down on the ground and casually looked at the elf who had already collected his bow and arrows and walked towards him step by step.

The darkness seemed to have a layer of light behind him, and of course, this light was also darkness.

Isn't it contradictory? If it's darkness, how can there be light? But the man saw such a state, and seemed to feel that the god of the dead had descended, attached to the spirit, and wanted to deprive him of what was left of his life.

However, that is, at the moment when I think of the god of the underworld, a kind of shock that is only a sign at the beginning, but fills the whole body in an instant, is generated.

"You are the ...... of the underworld"

"Poof!"

Without letting him utter any words at all, the black reappearance in Oranghep's hand suddenly swung out at the moment when the half of the arm that was covered in blood pointed at him.

Darkness enveloped his head in an instant, and then the words dissipated, and the remaining three words "magician" were forever held in the man's throat.

The moving black mass is like a life, constantly absorbing the breath of life of the attached person, turning it into nourishment and nourishing itself.

One second, ten seconds, thirty seconds!

After only a few moments, there seemed to be no existence on the ground, and even the dry bones had turned into dark nourishment.

And that is, with the complete disappearance of that person, the black group that suddenly lost its support, seemed to want to find the fertile soil that could survive on it again, and after absorbing all the remaining blood and minced meat on the ground, he really had no nourishment, so he was ready to move in the direction of Olanjiefer!

However, while Orangel watched it quietly, he reluctantly stopped all his movements, and finally returned to darkness and nothingness.

With a long exhale, seeing everything, Oranjiefer was finally broken, originally thinking about picking up Claire, who was still lying on the ground and unconscious, even more thinking about going back to the hotel now.

But the moment he took a few steps, a fishy saltiness suddenly appeared in his throat.

"Ahem!"

As soon as he coughed, he sprayed directly on the ground with a mouthful of bloody sputum.

The brow furrowed, but then there was a stretch, and there was a wry smile.

The seal of reincarnation, which side is so easy to unlock, even if it is yourself, it takes almost three hours to completely unlock it, so as to release your strength.

But just now, when Claire opened her arms and stubbornly stood in front of her, as if death had become not terrible, Orenjeffer could only forcibly break away from some degree of shackles on her body,

And in the time that can withstand the darkness, he released more of his magic, so that after that, everything happened,

It should be because he forcibly unsealed it twice and hurt his internal organs, so when he has relaxed, the blood spurts out, but it shouldn't be too big, just go back and let Meiya get some herbs.

It's just that it was because of this mouthful of blood that Oran Jeffer suddenly thought that there was still something in his body that had not been solved.

glanced at his right hand, and in the palm of his hand, the red line that was originally fading suddenly appeared, and it spread to his wrist.

After Overwatch, this red line showed signs of fading, so much so that when you left Sunset City, if you didn't look closely, the red line didn't seem to exist at all.

So it was natural that Orenjeffer ignored it a little, but at this moment, when the red line appeared again, Oranjeffer had a burst of helplessness.

Can't use magic, this is what Meiya told herself, but just now, she had no other choice at all, so even if there was a faint message in her mind to remind herself not to let go of the seal, but he didn't care about it at all.

Some shrugged, but didn't look at the mouthful of blood on the ground, and Orenjeffer brushed the red off his lips before continuing to walk towards Claire.

One picked it up, and it seemed that he was really frightened so much that he had not regained consciousness at this moment, and Olanjiefer felt a little warm in his heart, but it also increased his will to hone this little girl.

If you want to survive, you have to make yourself strong enough.

Holding Claire, Olanjeffer walked directly in the direction of the outside, but just as he walked past the person who wanted to kill him, he finally turned into nothingness and suddenly stopped.

Because, when he walked here, Olanjeffer suddenly saw a pitch-black dagger lying quietly on the ground.

It seems that it is because the moonlight is finally no longer hidden by the clouds at this moment, so that Olanjeffer can discover that there are still things here that are not devoured by the "dark food".

There were some doubts, but more of an expectation, one hand held Claire up, and Orenjeffer squatted down to pick up the dagger.

And a cold feeling instantly passed through his right hand and came to his mind.

"It's a good thing!"

If Olanjeffer is not mistaken, this dagger is the existence that the man took out when he cut off his arm, but the blood on it should have existed seems to have been swallowed up by the "secret food".

But it doesn't matter so much,

Touching this dagger, it was Oranjiefer who made such a judgment in an instant, and without much delay, he directly put this dagger into the space ring, and then walked to the street.

But after they disappeared here, for a long time, no one passed by, and suddenly a sound and shadow appeared.

At this moment, the moonlight is still shining here, so that the darkness has nothing to hide, but the figure covered with a pitch-black cloak can be obtained, but there is a feeling that this moonlight has a sense of evasion.

It's weird, but it's real.

It's just that no one can see it at all, so naturally no one is curious or inquisitive.

The figure stayed here for a long time, and even looked at the whole place, but finally stopped in one place, and there, under his feet, a blood stain was still reflected in bright red.

The figure in the pitch-black cloak was a little confused, but soon he suddenly took out a knife as if he had figured out something, and then squatted down, carefully pried off the bloodstains, along with the stone slab, and put them into a box made of crystal.

However, when he was done with this, the man still had a kind of doubt, and once again searched for all the places, but after still finding nothing, the man had to give up.

He was hidden in the darkness again, but I don't know if it was an illusion, but when he disappeared, a very light word suddenly came out from the place where he disappeared.

"You want to rob me of my mission, hmph! Demon God Sixteen, it's only natural that you die!"