The Half-Blood Demon Bites Blood is a super-criminal whose sin is far from enough to describe, and fighting her here is imperative both from my standpoint as a law enforcement warlock and from my personal perspective. However, her attitude was also intriguing, and for some reason I always had a feeling that everything from my inner choices to specific actions seemed to be expected by this old woman from the beginning.

And in the face of my killer move, she was not surprised. As I rushed forward, she grabbed the handle of the red umbrella with her right hand and pulled it out with her left hand. In an instant, a brilliant silver light pulled out of the umbrella and quickly intercepted under the heavy axe blade.

It's a rapier hidden in an umbrella!

Blocking a heavy axe with a rapier is an act of stupidity in the common sense of cold weapon combat. However, the more powerful the warlock, the more he can do whatever he wants, and the common sense of ordinary people will easily be trampled under his feet. In the field of the main force, the difference between light weapons and heavy weapons is negligible, and it is only the user's own strength that is seen.

As soon as I touched it, I felt that I was not splitting a sword with a heavy axe, but as unshakable as a stone pier with a branch. Biting the blood and slashing my weapon, the sword turned into silver light again, and shot at my face with a tricky shot. From her simple but skillful movements, I felt the soul of a master of swordsmanship.

It was too late to dodge, and it was too late to block with an axe, and death came to the face.

However, even if I am an opponent of a master of swordsmanship, I have my own method of dismantling moves.

I raised my left hand and let her blade pierce my palm, deflecting her attack. At the same time, his right hand slashed at her head with the blade of an axe.

But even this kind of countermeasure of the sword going off the edge seemed to be in her expectation. She withdrew her sword in what could only be described as preparedness, and leaped quickly backwards. I failed again, so I simply stopped closing the distance, and before she landed, I directly aimed the siren blade at her at super high speed and projected it. Unsurprisingly, she swung her rapier and knocked down the powerful attack.

But I never said I would only project once.

The next moment, the Siren Blade bombarded her at a rate of thirty rounds per second, and the attack was so high that the Siren Blade seemed to appear countless at the same time. The blood-biting figure was overwhelmed by countless axe shadows in the blink of an eye. It was as if she had been bombarded by countless heavy and hot weapons, and the ground where she was standing was also exploded and shattered under the high-frequency bombardment, and the fragments of the floor tiles scattered in all directions like bullets, and the huge dust and mist rose in the continuous roar, and even I was completely covered here.

This is the strongest attack I can attack in a normal state, and even if I face this move myself, I can't guarantee that I will be able to defend it all.

However...... The bite was more than I expected.

Even with all that dust and mist, with my sight and awareness, I could still capture what was going on inside. I saw that all the projectile attacks were either dodged by her nimble body or blocked by her skillful swordsmanship. She was unscathed by such an attack. Not only that, but I even feel like she still has some energy to spare.

At the same time, I had another sense that she was too skilled, as if she had done a drill beforehand.

Or rather, it's like a vision of the future. No, it's not a vision of the future, but something that is plausible to the future. I recalled her words and attitude when she first saw me, and the name of a certain ability came to my mind.

"Sure enough." Her voice came from the mist of dust and the heavy bombardment, and it was very different from the usual tone at first, and now her voice was full of evil.

And I could see the color of victory on her face, "Everything is the same as I dreamed." ”

It's a prophetic dream!

She has not seen me in the past, but in the future!

But why did she say it?

Just as this thought came to me, I felt a huge killing force suddenly rise behind me. Something was about to strike at my head, something sharp and sharp, heavy and hard that had attacked me before—I reflexively ducked away, and then I felt myself hit in the back with such a ferocity that my whole body was knocked out of the way.

The blow even shattered my spine on the spot and shattered my internal organs.

However, when I landed, all my injuries were healed in the blink of an eye, with the support of the Siren's Blade. I immediately regrouped to see who was attacking me. But even if I don't look at it, I know it, because I've faced the same killing intent during the day.

The one who appeared there was "Wei Chi"!

Why is he here?

Moreover, he looked unscathed. Not a single trace of the serious injuries I had inflicted on him remained.

Did he take the opportunity to fall into the trap for me? Or is he a helper in biting blood? What is the relationship between him and the bite of blood?

"Wei Chi" showed an expression of revenge, but he didn't say half a word of nonsense, and attacked me directly. The bite of the blood was not surprising to this, and he swung his sword from the other direction to attack.

At this moment, I fell into the siege of two main forces.

Deadly swords and monstrous claws swooped down at my vital point at high speed from different directions, and the two worked together as if they had agreed from the beginning, and in the blink of an eye, I was cornered.

And the more life-threatening the situation, the faster my consciousness can be processed. In my eyes at this moment, it was as if time was about to stop. I was even able to briefly capture the future a few seconds later under oppression, but the picture of the future was so fast-changing that it seemed to have been interrupted by some kind of pre-prepared means by biting blood.

I'm afraid, "Wei Chi" is a helper who Biting Blood found in advance, because Biting Blood, through the prophetic dream, knew that I would attack tonight.

And the reason why "Wei Chi" wants to attack me during the day is probably not because I have a problem with him about the tentacles of the Fog Demon, but because he knows that he is about to fight me. He may have been confident in his own abilities and wanted to beat me early.

No wonder Biting Blood is so adept at dealing with my attacks, she has already fought me in her dreams beforehand. But she was the only one who inherited the experience of fighting, and I didn't know anything about how she fought.

Bluebird once told me in her healing dream that even if she was attacked by a siren's blade in her dream, she would be hurt in reality in the same way, which is why she was injured in my prophetic dream. In fact, there are some parts of this statement that distort the truth in order to mislead me at the time. The truth is that only the dreamer will be injured if he is attacked by a siren's blade in his dream. And it's not just any dream that has this effect, generally speaking, it's a prophetic dream that has this effect.

Prophetic dreams are also variants of predicting the future, and using prophetic dreams to experience being injured by the siren's blade will end up the same as "future vision". However, I didn't find that kind of wound on the body where the blood was biting. Was she bluffing? She didn't actually have prophetic dreams?

No—my senses have come to the conclusion that she is not lying about this, that she has really dreamed of a battle with me in advance.

In other words, even in a fair fight, she has the ability to fight me unscathed.

On this basis, at this time, she also mastered the tricks on my side in advance, the time and place of the attack, and found another helper of the same level. To make matters worse, she probably got all of my moves in the future.

Basically, predicting the future follows the law that "the farther the future is, the more blurry it is, and the nearer the future is, the clearer it is." It is only a matter of a few seconds to predict the future and a few seconds to see it clearly, while divination that predicts a few years and decades from now is often only a few vague prophecies and hexagrams. However, prophetic dreams are different, and powerful prophetic dreamers can experience even more distant futures as if they were experiencing reality. Although I didn't have a prophetic dream in the healing dream, it could be used as a true portrayal of a powerful prophetic dreamer.

I felt like an insect falling into a cobweb, as if every inch of the ground and corner, even the air, was a trap for me. The irony is that now it seems that it is "difficult to move an inch" instead of biting blood and "Wei Chi". With the speed of my consciousness, their movements and expressions changed so slowly. But that's definitely not a good thing.

Because it means I'm dying.

I tried to ask myself about my awareness, and if I continued to fight in this place, what were my odds.

The conclusion is infinitely close to zero, and both the odds of winning and surviving are negligible.

And the last time I was in such a desperate situation, and tasted such powerlessness, was the battle with Lieq.

You can't fight where the opponent is well prepared, at least move the battlefield first.

With this in mind, I distanced myself from them, then hurled a series of siren blades to force them back for a short time, and then moved away at high speed. The two main force-level terrifying auras were chasing after him. But I can burn the spirit shards to gain more energy, and always keep sprinting at full speed. After a while, the distance between them was gradually separated by me.

Realizing this, I noticed another thought in my mind that was slowly becoming clear and intense.

It's better to just retreat.

Even if you try to shift the battlefield, you will definitely still be counting the blood. With this one-to-two, or the other party has an absolute information advantage, I will just die without a fightback. I recalled the face of the blue bird, her warm hugs and soft words. Every moment I spent with her slowly dissolved my will to die. I figured that while dying in battle wouldn't trigger Bluebird's curse, she would be heartbroken if she knew that I had died senselessly in such a place.

To this day, I am still able to give my life to victims like saber-tooths, or sacrifice to protect innocent people. Rather than die here in vain, I should have spent my life in those meaningful places.

No, these words are all very reasonable and appropriate to my situation, but they are all excuses. I said to myself in my heart. The real situation is simple, I'm scared.

I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid that I will die meaninglessly.

I can't fight to die anymore.

Just run away, no one will blame themselves. It's like even if I admit that I was brainwashed in the past, no one will think there is anything wrong with it. There's no way around it.

However, I will not be able to forgive myself.

I want to fight against people who are as evil as me in the past, and even more evil than that, until I die, isn't that why I joined the Security Service? I allowed myself to run away after calmly weighing the pros and cons, but I could never run away out of fear, even if I was facing the same thing. I'm a fool who doesn't know how to deal with anything else. If you run away this time because you're afraid of biting blood, you don't know what you'll be running away from next time.

I didn't intend to be myself fighting to die again, but this time, even if I might die senselessly, I would fight until the last moment.

I don't know when the two breaths behind me disappeared, and it seemed that I had finally been thrown off, leaving me alone in the night. Not even the killing intent locked on me is gone, which means that I am out of the reach of their consciousness and awareness.

Did they chase me? That's impossible. Biting Blood is a scheming person, and since she wants to set up a game to kill me, she will not let me come and go freely. In fact, I was also vaguely aware of some invisible deadly threat hovering down my throat. I couldn't see anything, the streets were empty, there was nothing worth noting, but I always felt like I was in trouble. Once you take it lightly, you will immediately land on the ground. The fear of the unknown soaked every breath of air.

I silently slowed myself down and walked slowly down the middle of nowhere. The crisis is not far away, but I have decided to face it head-on. At the same time, I meditated in my heart.

I'm sorry, Bluebird.

I might die here.

As I passed by the side of a large truck, the body of the car was cut into pieces by countless dazzling silver lights, and the thin sword slashed at my throat with lightning speed, and the blood-biting figure appeared in front of me.

I was about to swing the Siren Blade to fight back, when I suddenly felt an incomparably strong, cement-like cold force appear in my body out of thin air, and quickly condense into lumps, trying to lock all my joints and muscles.

It's a cursed spell!

It's not a curse launched by biting blood, it's "Wei Chi" who doesn't know where to hide is cursing me!

The moment I realized that the curse had appeared, my awareness followed the path of the curse in the dark, and I hallucinated to another place: next to the green belt of the street in the middle of nowhere, "Wei Chi" was holding a small paper bag in his hand, and was injecting his spirituality into it.

That small paper bag was the packaging of the meat bun I ate before, and it was originally discarded in the trash can on the side of the road, but looking at the current situation, "Wei Chi" turned it out and used it as a medium to launch the curse.

According to the laws of sympathetic sorcery, the small paper bag has an invisible connection to the food in my stomach, so he is able to transmit his curse power directly into my body through the small paper bag.

The power of this main-level curse is not trivial, and he is likely to be proficient in the curse realm, even if I have a strong resistance to the curse, I will be locked by this curse for at least a minute.

One minute was enough time to bite blood and chop me into mash with a rapier.

But that's not going to happen. Almost as soon as the curse appeared, it was transferred to the Siren's Blade like flowing water, and I was set free. Then, with my vision, I looked back at Lieutenant Chi, and then summoned the Siren's Blade and aimed it at his skull to slash down.

Actually, I wasn't really standing very close to him, I was just looking at him up close with some kind of "ghost perspective". The so-called "summoning the siren's blade and aiming it at his head to slash down" is just thinking hard in my head.

But the unthinkable happened.

While I was contemplating this, "Wei Chi" showed a shocked expression and wanted to make a block move in my direction.

However, it was too late, and before he could finish the action, his skull burst out of thin air.

(End of chapter)