The purple mist is swirling, and the dense miasma fills the entire woods, giving people a feeling of suffocation, and through the purple mist, you can vaguely see the hazy cold moon in the sky, cold as a hook.

Suddenly, a chill hit, and Allen, who was still immersed in the thoughts of memories, suddenly woke up, and the muscles of his whole body immediately tensed tightly, and he was engrossed in observing the surrounding scenery, but he didn't find anything, but Alan knew that something must have appeared, which was an instinct formed after three years of fighting with demonic beasts in the Forest of Death, and this instinct had saved Allen's life many times, so Allen didn't dare to be careless.

Sinking down, Alan carefully sensed every tree, every piece of land, and every trace of miasma around him, and finally found a subtle fluctuation in meaning, so he no longer hesitated, and a flame knife slashed over without hesitation, and the red knife tore through the purple mist and slashed towards the void, but he was suddenly scattered by something and dissipated into the air.

"Hey, isn't the sensing quite sensitive?" a voice came out of the purple mist.

Alan looked sideways, and a purple shadow slowly appeared in front of him, it was a woman, about thirty years old, her body was full of mature charm, the purple leather armor wrapped the key parts of her body in it, the great man on her chest was about to come out, and her long purple hair hung down to her waist, looking very elegant and noble, but a face like an iceberg was discouraged by everyone who wanted to approach him.

"Are you?" Alan asked in surprise as she looked at the purple-haired woman in front of her.

"Yes, surprised, haven't you been looking for me?" said the spontaneous woman with a somewhat mocking smile.

"It seems that the information is wrong, the mission description only says that it is a ninth-order demonic beast, but the dark moon in front of him has obviously transformed and reached the realm of a tenth-order demonic beast, and it is the same level of demonic beast as the original Qianqian, so it's a big trouble?" Allen looked at the purple-haired woman with some confusion and thought.

Although there is only one level difference between the ninth order and the tenth order, the strength is far apart, and the tenth-order demonic beast is equivalent to the existence of the human crystal fighter or crystal magician. Normally, a Crystal Fighter can definitely defeat ten Golden Fighters, because the levels are different, it is very easy for the Crystal Fighter to defeat the ten Golden Fighters one by one, even if those Golden Fighters are good at combining, it is very easy for the Crystal Fighter to get out safely. It can be said that when the crystal fighter meets the gold fighter, he is already invincible in the congenital position, how can he fight this fight?

"Hmph, since you covet our children, you have to pay some price, although you have strong strength at such a young age, but for me, it's still not enough to see, so, you go and die!" The woman in purple is obviously a decisive and ruthless person, and she doesn't plan to do more verbal entanglement with Allen at all, she directly chooses to do it, and doing it is a killer move.

"Whew!"

The purple-haired woman palmed her hand, and a dagger with a strange pattern appeared in her hand, and her body instantly leaned forward and stabbed at Allen.

"Ding!"

Allen, who had been on guard, blocked the blow with a wide scythe blade, and at the same time his body quickly retreated, Allen knew that his Death Scythe was inferior to a dagger in terms of lethality at close range, because an inch was short and an inch was dangerous, and the two were too close, Allen's Death Scythe could not be used, so it was a wise choice to keep a distance.

"Hmph, I want to run!"

The purple-haired woman snorted coldly, and the dagger spun around in the jade hand, and after removing the force of the rebound, it pointed at Allen's chest again. When Alan had just retreated, the purple-haired woman posted it up, not giving Alan a chance to distance himself.

In the face of the strange dagger that came straight to Allen, he also gritted his teeth, and it seemed that it would not work if he did not take risks, this purple-haired woman was very experienced, and she had been sticking to Allen and not giving Allen room to perform, so if she wanted to break the current deadlock, she could only take risks and use unexpected methods.

The retreating body did not stop, the hand holding the scythe suddenly pulled back, slashing towards the waist of the purple-haired woman, this move Alan had already used in the face of the Night Wind Leopard, and almost injured the Night Wind Leopard, this kind of move that is a bit similar to the whirling slash is used at this moment and time in such an occasion, both offensive and defensive, if the purple-haired woman insists on stabbing Allen, it will inevitably be cut in the waist, if resisted, Allen has the opportunity to open the distance and turn against the guest.

"Huh?"

Seeing that Eren actually used such an unexpected move, the purple-haired woman also screamed in surprise, but she did not pause because of this, her body quickly squatted, her hands supported the ground, her right foot was raised high back, a scorpion hook, kicked on the side of the blade of the sickle, and the scythe of death that was hit by the force flew high, and the purple-haired woman skillfully resolved Allen's killer. Moreover, this is not over, the purple-haired woman who was lying on the ground like a scorpion, her left leg bent slightly, suddenly exerted her strength, and rushed towards Alan again, and the speed was even faster than just now.

"Awesome!" Alan couldn't help but praise, and hurriedly took control of the scythe that had kicked a little uncontrollably, and quickly pulled it in front of him, while the hand holding the handle of the knife rotated vigorously, and the scythe blade quickly spun under this rotational force, like a silver windmill, separating the purple-haired woman and his dagger from the outside.

Looking at the spinning silver windmill that suddenly appeared in front of her, the purple-haired woman had to stop her body rushing forward, snorted coldly, withdrew her dagger, and re-confronted Allen, who had retreated to a safe distance, fighting, and was about to start.

"It's really powerful to have such strength at a young age, and he is calm and decisive, if he is allowed to grow up, he must be a strong party in the future. The purple-haired woman looked at Alan with some admiration.

"You're a genius, but you shouldn't have beaten my child's idea, just a warm-up, if you only have those skills just now, then I'm sorry to tell you that you are dead, what means do you have to hurry up, and then you will suffer the wrath of a mother!" said the purple-haired woman's cold voice.

"I want to say I'm sorry, I really shouldn't have hit your child's idea, but there are some things that you can't do if you don't want to do them, I have revenge that I have to take revenge, my enemies are very strong, I need trustworthy companions, in my opinion, Warcraft is more trustworthy than humans, so I can only say I'm sorry. Alan looked at the angry mother in front of him, and said apologetically, Alan can understand, as a mother, it is really unbearable for someone to hurt her child, but Dark Moon is really a powerful help, this time I missed, I don't know when I will meet it again in the future, so Alan plans to give it a go.

"Hmph! What a high-sounding reason! Can you forcibly break up other people's families for the sake of revenge? Who do we go to reason with, and you say sorry, but you still can't impress me. ”

"So, let it be!"

The purple-haired woman looked up to the sky and roared, and the sharp voice resounded throughout the Dark Moon Pass, piercing the magical miasma and soaring into the sky, the anger of a mother who wanted to protect her child.

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