At midnight, the moon is dark and the wind is high.

Frank City, top of the Central Clock Tower.

The wind blew the dismembered black robe into a hunting sound, and he stared silently at the full moon overhead with his back to the brightly lit night view of the city. The black iron mask on his face reflected an eerie light.

In Diria, the moon is at its fullest every indefinite cycle, when it becomes a blood moon.

And that night was also the time for the witch's feast.

At this time, the moon tends to be full, indicating that the next feast is coming......

A group of fallen demons came to the dismemberment, trembling and bent down in salute.

"Mr. Dismemberment, your commands, we have conveyed them. After that, we will organize the Fallen Demons in various parts of the Frank Territory to actively search for the White Rose's movements, and if there is an encounter, we will annihilate the White Rose. ”

The dismembered face was as usual, and his head was slightly bowed.

As if to curry favor with the invitation, the fallen demon continued:

"It's just that there's one thing I don't understand. White Rose has been a street rat recently, and the Mounted Police Regiment has long been on the same page with them, so let's just watch the show, why get involved in this matter? ”

Dismembered and silent for a long time, he spoke: "Since the establishment of our organization, I have set a rule......

The demon degrader felt a piercing chill in his neck, and in the next second, he was already in a different place.

Because the speed of the ice blade was too fast, his severed head still maintained the terrified expression of the last moments of his life.

"That is, don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

The rest of the fallen demons shivered and were silent.

After that, several more demon devastates escorted a demon and a witch to appear.

"Mr. Dismemberment, this is the fat sheep we just caught tonight, he has a full eight hundred rank points on him, and now it is almost the deadline for this round, and it is rare to find such a fat lone demon detergent."

The more you get to the cut-off time for this round, the more likely the fallen with the high score is to hide and avoid making wedding dresses for others.

Dismembered like an eagle's eye, he glanced at each other through the small hole in the mask, and his voice was emotionless:

"You're just an apprentice, how can you get so many points?"

The young man kneeling on the ground had long heard of the notoriety of dismemberment in the circle of the degenerate.

The almost suffocating feeling of oppression made him tremble uncontrollably, and the heavy iron chains on his body rattled.

"I—I've never fought in a group head-on, I only follow behind others to mend the sword. After a melee between evenly matched demon detergents, even if the winning side is only a miserable victory, I will take the head and make up for it.

And my witch, whose ability is to magnify the target's damage, is suitable for this tactic. ”

Dismemberment nodded approvingly, it does play.

"Well, this gentleman, please let us go...... I'd love to join you! ”

The young man's eyes flashed with high expectation, and the reason why he was willing to reveal his secrets and discernments was precisely to use them as bargaining chips.

The dismemberment, hidden in the shadow of the bell tower, laughed in a hoarse voice:

"If you want to join my organization, you need to go through the test. I'll give you three seconds, and if you can survive at the hands of my witch, I'll agree. ”

The Weeping Witch came out of the thick night.

She was wearing a burgundy slender high slit long dress, jade feet wrapped in black silk fishnet stockings and high heels, an elegant rose-colored mask, covering half of her face, and only fiery red lips, revealing her charm.

When she appeared, the demon degenerates present subconsciously shuddered a few times.

"One." Dismemberment begins to count.

Almost at the same time, the youth and fellow witches began to dodge and retreat.

Able to save 800 points, they are not vegetarians, and they have an unusually rich experience in retreating.

The plump red lips of the weeping witch open to an exaggerated arc of 180 degrees.

"Ahh

The sound waves are scattered in all directions, and even the air fluctuates violently.

"Two." Dismemberment comfortably.

The young people were ready early, and by this time they had already stuffed a small, round tree sea barrier mushroom in their cochlea.

This spore creature can block sound waves from the outside world, and they have been prepared for a duel against a witch who uses sound waves to attack before.

Unexpectedly, when Sonic approached them, their bodies froze completely.

At this time, he was horrified to find that the Weeping Witch's telekinetic combat skills, even if they were isolated from hearing, would reach the depths of their souls......

"Three ......" dismembered and lazily spoke.

The young man felt indescribable despair, because the weeping witch had come behind him, and in the past three seconds, the other party was even getting closer and closer to him.

"It's a pity, it's time."

The dismemberment let out a dry and hoarse sneer, and in the next second, a frosty mist erupted around him, spreading out in all directions at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the young witch was quickly frozen into an ice sculpture.

"Please join me in witnessing the process of dismantling the collection."

Dismemberment grinned and pulled out a long knife glowing with ice.

Bell –

The blade slashed through the graceful arc, and the left arm of the frozen witch was instantly cut off.

Because it was frozen, the section of the wound was very flat and smooth, and there was hardly any blood stain visible.

"Ahhh

The young man, on the other hand, covered his left arm and began to scream.

Dismemberment swings a knife, another knife......

The frozen witch was slowly dismembered, and the young man had already fallen to the ground, and the severe pain made him bleed from all over his body, convulsed all over his body, and died violently on the spot......

Dismemberment lifted the head of the frozen witch, and the knife fell in his hand, skillfully slicing off the other party's jaw.

During the cutting process, a tooth-aching tearing sound was heard in the air.

The rest of the demon degenerates looked at the ground tremblingly, and they didn't dare to come out.

The Witch of Sorrow took the witch's chin with seductive catwalks.

The chin is curvy and looks like a work of art.

Dismemberment said to the weeping witch in a doting tone:

"Do you like this, my dearest sister......"

……

On the second day of the Flying Badminton Festival, White Rose spent her time in the underground fortress, and there was no information about the enemy attack from the direction of Yerba Grass Town.

Charlotte was thinking inwardly.

The two sides are now clear, and Marco's death is estimated to have brought a lot of shock to the other party, making the baron cast a mouse.

Being able to go through Frank's leadership for so many years, the baron is by no means as simple as the brutality he shows on the surface, he must have some skills.

The White Rose is resting, and the Baron is also preparing for battle.

Charlotte easily entered Elijah's room, ready to discuss with the other party.

As soon as he entered, the White Roses looked at each other with "you know" eyes.

"Miss Elijah, how long is the countdown to this Blood Moon Feast?"

Perhaps due to the exhaustion of the days of fighting, Ilya had just woken up and was still wearing a cute pink nightgown.

She yawned, waved her hand to open the witch clock, and when she saw the position of the hands, the two of them suddenly felt nervous, and they were completely awake-

The hands on the countdown dial are only a tenth of a minute from the finish line!

The next round of Blood Moon feasts is coming soon.