"You're more powerful than I imagined, and if it's a few years later, you might really be able to escape my pursuit."

Cagalde froze faintly, staring at Revent with an unpleasant gaze, his voice teasing like a snake and a frog.

Revent and the other party looked at each other slightly, and then lowered his gaze. In today's realm, vision can only cause unnecessary deception, and only by intuition and aura can it be absolutely true.

Kagalde looked surprised for the second time, glancing at his already reddened left leg, and then smiled faintly.

The muscles of his legs twitched uneasily, and the armor of his body rubbed gently, but the wound on his left leg had begun to stop bleeding, and the wriggling muscles blocked the broken blood vessels, temporarily stopping the flow of blood.

But now the situation is completely inferior, he knows that the other party has enough reasons to kill him, so he gave up the idea of negotiation.

His hand was also drawn by his own heavy hand at the moment of attack, and now he has temporarily lost the ability to attack, and now the two sides are betting on continuity, hoping to give each other psychological pressure at the same time.

"You may not be able to kill me now."

Rayvee raised the corners of his messy eyebrows and continued.

"My name is Thunderette Alpha!"

"Cagard Roddy."

The assassin smiled slightly in surprise as he spoke.

It was an oath after admitting to be an adversary.

The flame of excitement ignited in the eyes of the dead fish, and the person on the other side had a beast-like intuition, which was only possible if countless people hovered on the edge of life and death, and indifferently experienced countless killings.

It was a skill that almost any killer could dream of, but the fat man on the other side, who was less than 20 years old, had it, and he could use it perfectly, and for the first time, Cagard's heart that had been dead for many years began to be active.

Only such an opponent has the value of killing, just like killing that Sword Master with his own hands five years ago, full of pleasure.

The wolf-like gaze of the assassin disgusted Revent, and the excessive flow of blood began to cause his physical strength to drop dramatically. It will definitely not be himself who will drag down the victory, but the other party's gaze makes him dare not move.

"What a perfect work of art, my heart has been throbbing for years. Do you know? It was only when I tortured and killed that high-level sword saint that I felt such a sense of accomplishment that made me feel so happy. I use the fastest peeling knife, starting from the forehead little by little... Oh! Sorry, I don't think you want to know the details, it's simply the best thing in the world. ”

Cagard looked at his prey in obsession, his elbows rising and falling as he spoke, as if he were really returning to the original killing.

"Enough!"

Thunder broke off with a low sigh, the other party's description made his scalp explode, although he knew that it was obviously destroying his will to fight, but he still trembled unbearably.

With a faint smile on his face, the assassin returned to an elegant gentleman, bowing apologetically, revealing a frightened Esme behind her.

"I'm sorry, but I can't control my emotions every time I talk about killing."

There was an eerie aura in the air, and Kagald's eyes shimmered like wolves with a scorching green glow.

Raising his head slightly and sniffing lightly, the smell of blood made him emit a **-like**, and he seemed to shrink his body slightly.

In the next second, he had already appeared in front of Revent, and the pitch-black blade stabbed at his throat like a poisonous snake.

"Please accept my apologetic gift and take you to the paradise of hell."

A slanted ray of moonlight shone softly through the gap in the window, and Lei Wente's gentle rhythm made his face break away from the darkness, revealing a pair of icy eyes under the reflection of the miserable white moonlight.

The assassin was slightly stunned, the tight string between the two broke in an instant, and with a crisp sound, Raylot's hand and the opponent's thorn collided with scattered sparks, and a curved and deformed dinner fork was thrown out of his hand, firmly slamming the mahogany floor, and let out a buzzing trembling.

Thunder Pattern, who squirmed his eyes, took a steady step forward, and his body broke into Kagard's aura, and the golden-red fighting aura flashed and closed, and the faint sound of shattering exploded in the void.

The right hand in his arms was raised high, and a string of hollowed-out silver rings were torn out of his shirt, and the gravity-defying void buckled together, joining into an infinitely headless and tailless biting circle. Revent opened his mouth and chanted loudly in a deep Maya voice.

"The soft light that gives life, with my will to form an eternity without beginning and end, I raise my hand, and the rumbling sound envelops the earth, and from beginning to end here only echoes my voice, expelling !!!"

Accompanied by the orthodox magic words that were completely lost among mages at the beginning because of the excessive requirements for muscle peristalsis, the blinding light instantly exploded in the room, and an irresistible repulsion completely bounced everything away from Revent's side in an arc.

The change of light and darkness in an instant made Esmei's eyes useless, and then she was pushed directly onto the wall by an irresistible force, and the large font was tightly pressed.

Bright enough to see anything, a disgusting darkness quickly broke through all obstacles and shot straight into the center of the magic. The light instantly faded, revealing the Assassin's standing figure in the darkening room.

He stood where Revent had just been, but Revent had disappeared, leaving only a few dripping wisps of blood on the pitch-black tip of his sword.

"I can always find surprises in you."

Cagalde stood silently, his turquoise eyes flickering. Then he smiled coldly, narrowly.

"Well, I announce the official start of the hunt game. If you don't let me have fun, I'm going to die a miserable death!! ”

A cold wind whistled through the shattered window, a faint whirlwind, and the room was no longer the Assassin, leaving only a string of twisted and piercing laughter.

Esme collapsed weakly in the cold air, her eyes full of terrifying fear and turbulent struggle.

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