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Is this waiting to die?

It seemed that there was no way to know what he was capable of—the young attendant sighed silently.

There is only one solution left.

"Don't always think about each other's weaknesses, Wya. That's what the commander-in-chief of the army does. The teacher's words echoed in my ears.

Wya, enduring the pain, turned his right hand into a single-edged sword and switched to a reverse grip.

"It's more important to capture your own strengths. ”

Waiya's breathing steadied, and a series of sharp power like a gossamer gathered on his right arm.

His pores were stirred by such a finishing force, and they suddenly exploded like spikes.

"The most powerful swordsmen in history are all self-centered, and they only have their own swords in their eyes. ”

For a moment, the Blood Clan only felt that his eyes were stinging slightly as he stared at Huaiya, as if he was staring at a sharp blade.

This is...... The power of the end?

The Bloodline's face changed drastically.

Before he could build momentum......

Kill him.

"Wield your own sword - this is far more important than victory or defeat, far more important than life and death!" the teacher said with a smile in his memory.

Wyay breathed deeply, as if practicing thousands of times in the tower, and the power of the end swept through her body like a blade.

He saw it.

In the unbearable pain, he saw the sharp sword intent radiating from it, giving him feedback in this heaven and earth.

It was the enemy's killing intent.

Like a flash of fire in the dark.

So dazzling.

He saw it.

The Bloodclan roared, its body pounced, and its claws skyrocketed!

Die, with the sword of the short-lived.

You don't have a chance to use your finishing powers.

"Waia, understand your finishing power. ”

Regardless of the other party.

No matter how strong the enemy is.

Ignore the gains and losses.

"It's the power that walks on the edge of madness. I still remember that at that time, the teacher sighed.

I just need to make sure I have the strongest shot.

"And an unlucky name......" she picked up her sword and carved a few words.

The Bloodclan smiled hideously and instantly attacked in front of him.

It's over.

"There's no turning back. "Teacher, she is lonely.

Wya's eyes snapped open.

The sword in his hand has already been swung.

The sword is out and there is no return.

Razor-sharp.

"Poof!"

Blood is spurring.

Wya's knees in agony!

The Bloodclan grabbed Wya's right shoulder and fell to the ground.

The Bloodclan looked at his claws in confusion.

Didn't kill him?

Why...... Off?

But he soon learned the answer.

The Bloodclan shuddered and looked carefully at his arms, where a line of blood appeared.

No.

That's impossible.

In my ability......

There's no way he's going to hit me!

"Plop!"

His arms, from the upper arm down, fell smoothly to the ground.

BloodClan's mouth opened in shock.

This...... How sharp is it?

He looked up at the single-edged sword.

It's just an ordinary sword.

Why?

Then, at the level of Blood's upper arm, a line of blood appeared in his chest.

"Boom!"

A dull sound.

His upper body left his torso and fell.

The incision is smooth.

Why—Bloodclan thought desperately, he wanted to exhale and hiss.

But he couldn't speak anymore.

A black heart unique to the blood clan, divided into two parts, the upper and lower body, beat weakly twice in the upper and lower parts of the body.

Then, the two torso segments, with the bloodline's deathless expression, turned black, smaller, and shrunk together.

Wyay Cassel, who survived the catastrophe, was gasping for breath.

It's dangerous.

It is actually the ability to reverse the refraction of local light.

Wyaa sighed, "No wonder I couldn't kill him—for the parts I was aiming at were local visions of him.

It's like a novice who clearly sees the lower fork, but can't poke the river fish.

There was a sound of footsteps behind me!

Huaiya gritted her teeth and turned around vigilantly.

I saw Putile supporting the blood-red Jorah, followed by the three bright private soldiers, staggering out of the bushes.

"Have you seen Your Highness?" asked Putira, frowning.

"I have the same problem. Waiya breathed a sigh of relief, slowly sat down, endured the severe pain, and used the wild survival method learned by Tari to stop the bleeding, while saying with difficulty: "We are going to find him immediately!"

"You have to prepare for the worst. ”

A few private soldiers took Chora, Putile patted the snow on his body, straightened his collar, he groaned for a while, looked at the sunset that was about to go down, and said:

"The prince is in danger, and we are left with only these people in front of us. ”

"It's dusk, and the smoke from the alchemy ball is too great for us to locate the prince's direction. ”

"Your Excellency," Jorah struggled, "let me go and go to Your Highness......

"I have a younger sister who works as a secretary in the Xicheng Alert Department...... If I die......"

"You're not going to die!at least not here!" Putirai interrupted him rudely.

The experienced deputy envoy in the mission thought for a moment and had already made a decision.

"Now we can't do anything in the face of such an enemy!"

"But luckily, the Broken Dragon Fortress is not far away. ”

"Our carriage was frightened by the explosion just now and scattered," Putile looked up at the three privates with resolute eyes:

"The three of you, divide into three different directions, follow the ruts to find each carriage, don't hesitate to find it, and if there is a letter crow, let the letter crow fly to the Broken Dragon Fortress first, and use the most urgent seventh class emergency report. ”

"Then unreins your horse and gallop to the fortress as fast as you can, and call for help!"

"For the safety of the prince, mission first, if you encounter a vampire, avoid it!"

――――――

"Are you finally ready to show your hole cards?"

Eda smiled nonchalantly and shook her ears.

Simon on the other side gritted his teeth and took off his fancy coat.

"Underestimating an adversary is the first step to death," he said coldly, "What's more, facing an eternal like you." ”

"Look at your complexion," Simon's face suddenly appeared in the shape of a vessel, "Are you a holy elf, or a white elf, or a high elf of the Eastern Continent?"

The veins on his face were getting denser, redder, and blacker.

Immediately afterwards, Simon's whole person began to swell and deform, and he rose seven or eight inches taller.

The fair skin sheds off and turns gray, revealing a hard, grayish-black keratin.

Simon screamed in pain, as if he was going through torture.

Bone spurs sprouted from his shoulders, and dark gray bone wings pierced his back, stretching into a pair of giant wings.

His hair grew thicker, stiffer, and whiter at the roots.

Compared to Heista and Chris, Simon's face did not become too hideous and terrifying, but left a strange beauty in addition to a pair of bat ears.

Simon, who had turned into a "true form", coldly spread his wings and claws, and looked at Edda with gray-white eyes.

"The transient true form state fueled by the source blood can greatly improve the physical fitness of the bloodline, including endurance, recovery, regeneration, agility, senses, strength, and even the instinctive understanding of battle, as well as the unique abilities of each bloodline. Edda sighed:

"I just didn't expect that it could make you handsome. ”

"You can see how ugly you were before. ”

Ada's voice just fell.

True Saimen's wings trembled.

He appeared in front of the elf in an instant at a speed that surpassed almost all sensory perceptions.

"Boom!"

First, there was a tearing sound of air that almost burst the eardrum!

"Bell!"

A huge sharp sound is born out of thin air!

Large, powerful dark gray claws that tore sharp sparks at Edda's blade.

Edda's form was knocked away by his claws!

Due to the rapid displacement of the Saimen, the huge wind whistled and was late.

The elf landed on the snow more than a dozen meters away and rolled several times before hitting a tree and stopping.

"doesn't make you stronger. In a thicker and hoarse voice, the True Simon stared coldly at the elves on the ground who did not know whether they were alive or dead.

The next moment, Simon once again took a sonic boom and slammed into the top of Edda.

He clawed down and pierced Edda's torso!

"Speed, speed, and speed," said the True Race with a blank face, "and that's all I have, and that's the only thing I can do." ”

Before Easteron Corleone ascended to the Extreme, and became a true form, no one in the entire Night Realm could match the speed at which he surpassed sound.

Not even the former Majesty Lan Li.

But Simon's expression changed, and he raised his huge claws with an ugly face, picking up Edda's cloak and a branch inside.

He realized something, and instantly turned around, and in a rapid explosion, there was a huge wind sound!

But the moment he turned around, a delicate elven scimitar stabbed straight into his left chest.

It looked like Simon himself had sent his chest to the blade.

Simon looked in disbelief at the heart-piercing scimitar in his chest, and at the pretty and small elf in front of him, who showed a lot of skin and was only dressed in delicate crystal armor.

"I don't understand. Simon sighed.

"There is only one thing that can beat speed. ”

Eda coldly drew her scimitar and turned handsomely:

"That's unassailable prediction. ”

Simon fell to his knees.

"No," Simon's body returned to normal, his face ashen, "impossible. ”

"There is no such thing as a perfect prediction. ”

Simon stared at her.

Edda looked back at him for a long time.

Finally, in the eye contact, the elf still sighed and was defeated.

"It's hard to be handsome once. ”

"Don't expose me so quickly. ”

"yes, I don't know how to predict it. ”

"Including the previous dodge, it's not that I'm so agile......"

Eda pouted, dissatisfied:

"It's about your next action, 100% sure. ”

Simon was shocked.

Next action......

Absolutely......

How?

But he could only open his mouth, and then fell to the ground weakly.

Eddar pulled up her cloak, her expression suddenly changed, and she patted her head as if she remembered something.

She frowned and muttered, "Am I still going to ...... Protecting that kid?"

――――――

Fatherkiller?

Tails looked at Serena with an empty mind.

The traverser recalls what she said when they first met:

[The sister who loves to cry illegally seized the ship profits inherited from his father, His Majesty Nightwing, and stole the throne of the Sea of Blood......]

No.

Let's put it this way.

"Can someone explain to me a little bit about the cause and effect?" Tails sighed, looking at the pair of Blood Sisters in front of him.

"I know," he said bitterly, "Her Majesty the Queen of a country would not personally take risks for no reason to pursue a few political refugees." ”

More importantly, the so-called allies......

"Ah," Serena chuckled, interrupting his thoughts, and waved her hand at Lorana.

Lolana threw Tails on top of the black coffin with a casual flick.

Tails fell headfirst in pain against the stone coffin.

"More than that, dear Tails. Serena said softly.

In front of her, the Queen of the Night, Corterina's expression changed suddenly!

I only heard Serena smile and say word by word:

"She's here for the coffin. ”

"This is the only weapon that can take on a mage. ”

Tails slammed!

I only heard Serena laugh and said:

"Legendary anti-demon forces. ”

"The dark coffin of the night. ”

Tails snapped and looked at the black coffin beneath his ass.

This is the coffin that I once climbed into.

It's actually ......

The only weapon that can deal with a mage?

Legendary anti-demon forces?

But Serena wasn't done yet.

Staring at Corterina's murderous gaze, she exhaled word by word:

"In there, in those seemingly seamless dark slabs, there is a ...... imprisoned"

"...... a Thousand Years Ago"

Tails' pupils began to shrink, and his breathing accelerated.

Until Serena spits out the last word:

“...... What about the magician. (To be continued.) )