Cleanly solved Xiao Ke, and determined that this bio-type emperor tool that can be infinitely regenerated, this time it was really destroyed, Bai Hua was looking at Sai Liu.

At this moment, Seleu was completely stunned.

Even if it is crazy and twisted, it is impossible to say the slogan that justice will eventually kill evil.

After all, the facts were in front of them, and they did everything they could not threaten Bai Hua.

"Positive... Positive... Justice·· Won't give in·· Justice won't..."

Trembling and muttering, Seleuc lowered his head slightly, then glanced in the direction of Dr. Fashion, never making up his mind, and then, his entire body began to tremble slightly.

Nervous?

Afraid?

It can be said that the pressure brought by Bai Hua is too great, and the nerves that oppress her are almost broken, but this emotion is by no means for her own life, but for the fact that she is panicked about not being able to avenge Bai Hua's teacher.

Now, how could Seleuc not understand that if Bai Hua is evil, then it is the greatest evil, and her justice cannot be overpowered.

If Bai Hua is darkness, then it is the deepest darkness, and her light cannot be dispelled.

Wrath!

Again, I am angry at my own weakness and powerlessness.

"Bastard bastard bastard bastard, why why, why why, I've obviously worked hard, and I don't dare to be lazy for a moment, I'm the righteous, why can't I still sanction evil!?"

Roaring like a beast, his face became more and more hideous, and Seleuc glared at Bai Hua viciously.

However, it didn't work.

"You're really, completely hopeless."

Bai Hua commented, tightened the long sword in his hand, and slowly walked over.

In his heart, no one in the world is qualified to claim justice.

Justice can be a kind of belief, belief, thing, legend, concept, but it is by no means something that a certain individual can represent, even Bai Hua only thinks that he is 'evil', but after using evil means to cleanse, the result obtained is in line with the justice in his heart, nothing more.

"If you like justice so much, let's drown here with your twisted justice."

"Shut up, you scoundrel, justice will never give in!"

Seleuc raised his head, a determined and stubborn look in his eyes.

Although, this is so ridiculous in Bai Hua's opinion.

At the same time, Sai Liu's heart was constantly struggling, after betraying the imperial capital, she underwent Dr.'s fashionable physical transformation surgery, and she often had firearms in her body, but in the face of Bai Hua, it could only have a surprise effect, but it could not cause effective damage.

As for the Ten Kings Verdict, as Xiao Ke was eliminated, all the weapons in his stomach pouch were destroyed.

It's not that there is no last resort, the self-detonating bomb with the [Five Rotary Furnace] buried in her body is extremely powerful, but it takes time to start, whether it is Bai Hua's speed or flight ability, it is enough to avoid it.

It can't be done even if it is destroyed, but it will affect the last companion, Dr. Fashion.

After struggling, I had to face this helpless truth.

In how unwilling, angry, and remorseful, Seleuc could only close his eyes and wait for death to come.

Bai Hua did the same, holding his long sword high and seeing that he was about to cut it off, suddenly, there was a stabbing pain in his neck.

“——？！”

A silver needle, piercing the skin at some point, stuck in the dead hole of his neck.

You must know that the huge drill bit here with all his strength has only barely broken through a little skin, and it is not even a minor injury, but now, a silver needle the thickness of a hair has pierced Bai Hua's skin.

Bai Hua's vision gradually dimmed, his body weakened, the long sword was inserted upside down to support his body, and he fell to the ground on one knee, his head hanging weakly.

And the red pupils behind him also turned into a girl with long orange hair and a lollipop in her mouth at this moment.

"I'm sorry, although I don't think you're a bad person, but unfortunately our position is different, and ending in this way is really a bit inconsistent with a warrior like you, but······ I can't hear it anymore. ”

With that, she took two steps forward and walked up to Seleuc.

"Meet me, my name is Chelsea, the assassin of the Night Raid, and the next person to kill you."

Chelsea was clearly confident.

In other words, she didn't think that Seleuc and Dr. Fashion, who had already been defeated by Bai Hua, could pose any threat to herself.

At the same time, another rather rugged voice sounded.

"Hmphhahahaha, it's really a wonderful stage play, by the way, the woman of [Night Raid], I really want to thank you, although I want to cut off the head of this monster with my own hands, after all, he killed my father, but I have to say, I don't have that ability, thanks to you, help me kill him, otherwise I really don't dare to come out."

A man with a cross scar on his face suddenly appears next to Dr. Fashion.

"Ah, Lord Shira, people thought you were going to give up on them." Dr. smiled fashionably and flatteringly, and palpitations flashed in his eyes.

Just now, he really thought that he would die at the hands of Bai Hua.

Even if things suddenly turn around and Bai Hua is assassinated by Chelsea, he doesn't think he can survive.

"Why, you're a famous scientist, and I want your research."

Sheila smiled slightly, and then looked at Chelsea.

"Very well done, such an assassination technique, even if I see it, it will be shocking, especially against those monsters, it should be able to exert unexpected effects, and the face looks like Uncle Ben, give you a chance to live, be my woman, counterattack the empire in the future, I will sit in the position of the emperor, and it is not impossible to make you a concubine."

Sheila's eyes showed undisguised evil intentions, and she fell in love with Chelsea's ever-changing skills, and she couldn't tell what kind of play she was thinking about.

Chelsea's heart sank.

From a few words from Sheila, the identity of the other party has been known.

Chancellor, son of Neoster.

"I've heard for a long time that the minister has a son who left the empire to travel in his early years, but he didn't expect to appear here, and he still wants to follow your dead ghost father to run the empire, don't you know that the current empire is controlled by the great general Altair?"

Chelsea laughed at Sheila's innocence.

But her heart is extremely heavy, her emperor is [Change Freedom Gaia Foundation], the appearance of being able to incarnate any creature, coupled with superb acting skills, no one can see through it, but she is a pure assassin, her combat power is not strong, and her kung fu is all over disguised assassination.

At this moment, he was recognized, and in the face of Sheila, there was basically no chance of survival.

Although I wanted to delay the time and wait for the rescue of my [Night Raid] companions, I didn't say hello when I came out this time, so I shouldn't be able to wait for support.

"Heh, don't you believe me?"

Sheila smiled, looking around the battlefield full of the remains of a modified man as if she were looking at a craft.

"Although it was easily killed by that monster, you should know that these transformers can be mass-produced with only a little investment, and their combat effectiveness far exceeds that of ordinary soldiers, you can have as many as you want, guess how long the revolutionary army can last if you face an army of 100,000 transformers?"

For every point that Chelsea's face was heavy, the smile in Sheila's eyes became thicker.

"As for that traitor to Estes, and that old thing from Altair, it's true that they're as strong as monsters, and I don't have confidence in fighting alone, but although I can't kill them, I can still trap them."

With absolute superiority and confidence in his own strength, Sheila proudly stated his night, his goals and means.

Reign back in the Empire, Dr. Fashion's army of transformers.

In the face of the strong, use the space-type emperor to expel her, trap her on an uninhabited island, or directly teleport to a dangerous place, or even use her to assassinate.

Chelsea quickly guessed most of Sheila's thoughts, and became even more disdainful.

How could such a brainless guy seek the empire in the hands of Altair?

Even if they succeed, their revolutionary army is not vegetarian.

But helplessly, although Sheila has no brains, she is a fool with force.

This time, I may not be able to afford it, but I can still do a little bit for [Night Raid] and leave this information behind.

At that moment, Chelsea smiled slightly, and the hand behind her back was already covering the emperor's tool, and a gray note full of handwriting slowly fell to the ground and was obscured.

"Should I say, is he worthy of being the son of a minister, his ambition is really not small."

"Of course, if my father was still there, I wanted him to witness the moment when I ascended the throne, but unfortunately, I didn't have the chance." Sheila said pretending to be sad, but a smile appeared in her eyes.

"So, women... Chelsea, right, how are you thinking about it, be my woman, you're going to get everything you want. ”

"Wow, that's a tempting condition."

Chelsea smiled charmingly and continued: "But don't, people have very high requirements for their spouses, and a tasteless guy like you will never want to touch me for the rest of your life." ”

Sheila was slightly stunned, and then her face turned hideous.

"Haha, that's a pity, but it's okay, even if you die, it's the same with your corpse, and besides, the ability to transform is the emperor's tool, just grab your emperor's tool, and then find a new user."

“······”

The atmosphere became sinister.

Chelsea was prepared for a surprise attack that could come at any time, and although she knew that she would be invincible, she tried to resist, even if it was only symbolic.

However, at this moment, the four people present did not pay attention, and the eyes of the figure who looked dead shone with an unprecedented golden halo.

"Hehe, I didn't expect to be able to hear such interesting information after a little rest."

Under the terrifying gaze of everyone, Bai Hua stood up slowly.

"Not dead? Obviously stabbed in the hole! ”

"Tsk! This guy, is it really a monster? ”

"Oh, people know it's not that simple."

Ignoring the astonishment of the four, he pulled out the silver needle on his neck and twisted his stiff neck, Bai Hua suddenly grabbed Chelsea's neck and firmly controlled it in his hand.

"Chelsea, right, it's very powerful, I didn't even find you, if you were an ordinary person, you should be killed directly, but unfortunately, the structure of this body is a little different from ordinary people, remember to cut off your head next time."

Chelsea realized that although Bai Hua's eyes flickered with a strange halo, his pupils were dilated, and the hand holding his neck was not as strong as he imagined.

Obviously, her assassination was not useless, and it still had an impact on Bai Hua.

No, looking at the wound that kept bleeding, it was already a heavy blow.

"You ······ guy"

Bai Hua looked at Chelsea indifferently, to be honest, he couldn't see things clearly now, he could only see a vague outline, and even judging the gender of the other party was by listening to his voice and distinguishing it from the more delicate touch.

"B-level designated talents, and Najeta and Brand are at the same level, so you can't take it lightly."

Saying this, he looked at Shira and said, "Son of a minister? Very good, it must be a virtue, you are lucky to die at the hands of the same person as your father. ”

Such a declaration naturally made Xira nervous, and immediately urged the emperor.

The feet of Sheila, Seleuc, and Dr. Fashion lit up at the same time, forming a special formation, which was a preparation for spatial teleportation.

"Bastard, don't think this is the end of it, come back another day and kill you!"

Sheila shouted, but in the bottom of her heart, she felt that for the first time, the time for the emperor to activate was too slow.

Bai Hua also realized that the other party was going to escape, and in his current state, if he wanted to leave all three of them behind, he could only ······

Subconsciously touched the hard object in his pocket, which was two crystals.

One contains magical power, and the other is a magic material, although the body of the dragon cannot absorb it, but with pure spiritual power, it can still depict the formation and use it.

But······

Not for that.

Of course, it is impossible to let the three of Shira go.

No, even if you want to chase it, you can't do it now, but you have to kill at least one!

Sheila?

As the son of Neoster, the unstable factor of the Empire, or Seleuc, the murderer who is full of 'justice'?

No, the biggest threat is Dr. Fashion, not counting the distance, in less than a month, after coming to Jerlock, thousands of reformers have been formed, and these numbers are all mutilated people.

And this lifeless forest, Sheila said before.

Dr. Fashion is the most threatening being, and if he is let go this time, there is no telling how many more people will be killed.

At that moment, he snatched the long knife from Chelsea's hand and swung his body with the last of his strength.

"Martial Divine Flow, Wind Pattern Knife Technique, Folding Concealment."

The fastest attack in the wind type, the long knife suddenly disappeared and loomed, because of the excessive speed, it caused a phenomenon similar to spatial folding, of course, it was just a visual sensory effect.

In an instant, the long knife broke through the wind, and before he could even react, he hit Dr. Fashion.

"What ——!"

Sheila exclaimed, and before she had time to check, the figures of the three disappeared in the same instant.

In an unfamiliar castle, Sheila gradually recovered from her stupor, and hurriedly checked on Dr. Fashion's injuries.

After a long sigh of relief.

"It's okay, just bruised my arm." He sighed with palpitations, if he changed to Bai Hua's heyday, he had to face that kind of enemy, even if he had a space-type emperor tool, he would be killed by a face.

However, in the next moment, Dr. Fashion let out a cry of pain, and a burst of fire erupted from the inside out, incinerating it in a matter of seconds, leaving no corpse left.

"And a backhand? That bastard!! ”