"Do I still like the music I improvised for you, Francis?"

Francis clapped Armand with his hand, smiled and said, "Great, Armand, it would be better if you didn't kill some innocent people." ”

Armand lowered his head for some reason when he heard this, and said softly: "This is not a killing, you can call me, the liberator of suffering." A perfect and elegant euthanasia is an art. ”

With that, Armand slowly put a pair of thick pure white opaque glasses on the bridge of his nose, but he still couldn't completely hide the fat eyeballs.

Then he pulled his coat open completely, revealing the body that was only in tatters, and the swarms of bees poured out like a current: "I obey the admonition of the Supreme Goddess of Death, who says that Francis Messia has desecrated death and extraordinary. ”

Francis pulled out his Pfister double-barreled musket and slid the projectile into the chamber, while not forgetting to sneer in return: "Is your goddess a dark alien with seventy-eight eyes, six legs, and four mouths?" ”

"Stop blasphemy, Francis!"

"Let her feel like she's coming to me through the gray fog and the walls, Grand Pianist Armand!"

Francis didn't hesitate any longer, and pressed the trigger to send a scorching stream of fire from the double-barreled musket, engulfing Armand in an instant.

The footsteps resumed, and Armand followed the flames step by step towards Francis, unscathed.

Hands were raised, and the colony of murderous bees was arranged in a grid and rushed towards Francis.

The Living Dead derivation is really a headache, and it's still stage four, Francis sighed, flicked a circle of muskets at the moment, closed the safety and hung back on his back, and said lightly: "Alice, what are you waiting for?" ”。

A buzzing sound sounded in Armand's mind for a moment, if he hadn't been a Stage 4 living dead and had completely lost all senses, he would have had a splitting headache.

This is Alice rewriting Armand's memories with the help of the ability derived from the dreamer, as for what is written, it doesn't matter, the important thing is to write quickly and chaotically.

Faster than Armand can regain control of his brain and reverse correct his miserabled memories.

For a moment, Armand, who had a disillusioned memory, felt that the cow was the same thing as the piano.

The floor on the second floor turned into a colorful 'water', and Alice gradually stood up from it, and said, "Mr. Francis, we can't get rid of the living dead in Stage 4, even if we crush him to ashes. ”

After all, how do you make a dead person die again?

With that, Alice suddenly pushed her hand out of the window, and a short-distance portal with a glass illusion appeared.

Solomon strode in with his pipe in his mouth: "Hello, ugly bastard who loves to talk about the piano. "Activate the ability of the Grey Guard as you walk in.

The two snake pupils in each of Solomon's eyeballs inspired gray-black flashes, and after silently reciting something, many extremely small cracks opened in the surrounding space, and countless unknown things tried to emerge from it.

Within the boundaries demarcated by the Eye of the Guard, Solomon will communicate with the Grey Mist to determine who is the one being guarded and who is the one who is malicious.

The malicious people will be pulled into the depths of the gray fog by the hospitable hosts, and there will be no way home again.

A pair of hands made of black liquid grabbed Armand's ankles at once, and a small and terrible voice said, "Come on, Armand, come on, come here..."

Armand broke free and realized that it didn't work, and suddenly let out a corrupt and hoarse roar, and in an instant the flying swarm of bees swept away the realm that Solomon had built.

A spreading blight plague began to eat away at Alice, and she quickly stopped writing and gave up three-quarters of her brain.

"Rude... Solomon Brendall, the strangest Grey Guard I've ever seen. ”

Armand tilted his head and smiled, his fat eyeballs swaying with the trembling of his body, and he limped to lead the swarm and said, "Actually communicate directly with the gray mist, Solomon, you are the king snake in the dark." ”

"Elegant, really elegant!"

With Armand's maniacal laughter, the swarm swarms swooped in like a storm!

If the Grey Guard, who has gone off the beaten path, does not fall out of control under the haunting of the Grey Mist, then Armand can foresee a seed that can advance to the Old Gods.

The gap in the level of advancement is here, and their attempts have completely failed.

The three of Francis did not hesitate, turned around with the fingers in the container and passed through Alice's illusion door, and continued to run in the hunting grounds of the Grand Duke of Europa after coming out.

The Queen Victoria hovered over them, deafening.

Winter in the Western Continent was a time of despair, tiny snowflakes fluttering from the sky, and the Golden Age of 1881 came to its last season.

Francis exhaled a puff of steam, looked around and looked into the distance as if he had noticed something, and finally stood still and looked at Armand, who had followed them unhurriedly.

"Do you have a way to deal with that perverted pianist?"

Solomon paused and asked.

Francis suddenly laughed, and after a sound of unsheathing, he carried the black sword and said, "It's not that I have a way, it's Mei who has a way." ”

May, who had left first, ejected the Queen Victoria as fast as she could, and then brought a special mounted rifle out of the arsenal.

Now May sat on the back of the straw, and at a distance Francis the three of them saw everything with a telescope.

Putting away the binoculars, Mei immediately unhurriedly took out a bottle of extraordinary power inhibition characteristic potion and smeared it on the tip of the spear, then raised the riding spear and whispered to the wheat grass: "Now see if you are worth dozens of Jinruier, just three hundred meters, don't drop the chain." ”

Then he kicked his horse and charged with his gun.

Don't ask why Mei has so many things, after all, the first place in the selection of church hunters is not always obtained by beauty.

May drove the straw to its limits, and from a distance, a black phantom quickly streaked across the surface.

As soon as Solomon heard the sound of the horses' hoofs, he turned his head and saw the straw carrying the plum over their side like a gale.

With a speed of 25 meters per second, Mae Messiah re-enacted a 15th-century 300-meter cavalry charge.

Seeing this, Francis followed closely behind May with a steam catapult, and the two of them sprinted in the direction of Armand in an outlaw manner.

Alice, who stayed behind for no reason, silently asked, "Is the Messiah family like this?" ”

Solomon didn't have time to answer Alice, and realizing that Mei was purposeful, he used his extraordinary strength to attach a faint gray mist to the wheat grass and Mei, which allowed her to pass over the swarm unharmed.

Alice, who had only finally followed the idea, saw that a door had been arranged in the distance, not far in front of the wheat straw, and the point of contact was fifty steps in front of Armand.

Whether they can penetrate the goal or not is up to them.