Even when the city is under attack, the music in the Bloodbriar Bar is still loud. The wild men in their capes played heavy metal on stage, and the sound of explosions was completely muffled by loudspeakers. Coupled with a few scantily clad girls writhing wildly on their water snake waists, it completely attracted the attention of the guests.

The dancers swept back and forth like fish on the edge of the stage, and with their thighs and the faint scenery under their skirts, the men below were in high spirits. From time to time, the men in the front row reach out and touch the long legs or butts of these women, the dancers will smile and lower their bodies to let the men show off their towering, full breasts, and the guests will tip into those tempting cleavage.

Some even muttered something in the dancer's ear, and if the dancer nodded, then the business of accompanying the night was thus negotiated.

The atmosphere in the bar was very lively, and it was not until the door of the bar was suddenly violently gasped that the people inside reacted. Not far from the door, a few unlucky eggs directly hit the door panel and vomited blood, this sudden change made the music stagnate, and the dancers above also stopped dancing, looked out of the door with a frightened expression and retreated again and again. So some of the already drunk men in the front row crowded through the crowd to see who was so bold to disrupt their interest.

A man walked in from outside the blasted gate, and his figure did not appear to be very tall, so he could be said to be of medium height. He wore a long black trench coat, which was open to reveal his sturdy body inside. The well-defined muscles lit up the eyes of the dancers on stage, and then when they saw the man dragging another person in, the fledgling interest immediately disappeared.

The man who was dragged in from outside by the man in the trench coat had a bloody face and an unnatural twist of his right leg, apparently violently interrupted. This man is no stranger to everyone, he is the spectator of this bar, this guy named Sonny can single-handedly take on three regular soldiers, and it is a nightmare for ordinary people. But now he was powerlessly pulled in by the man in the trench coat and thrown to the ground like a pig.

The trench coat man, who had most of his face hidden in his hood, glanced at the people in the bar and smiled. He lifted his leg and stomped on Sonny's chest. Sonny's body was like papier-mâché, and his chest suddenly sank, and when the man in the trench coat pulled up his feet again, a fountain of blood spurted out.

The bar was silent for a while, and the woman on the stage screamed. The men also panicked, and only then did they think of running away. But it was too late, the man in the trench coat was like a lion killed into a flock, and his terrifying liliang could tear a sturdy man at will, and no one was his opponent. Those who dared to resist were often torn in two by him, and those who fled were stoned to death by a table or something he threw at random.

After a few minutes, the bar fell silent. Except for a few guys who had noticed something was wrong in the first place, they had cleverly jumped out of the window, and everyone else died. But the few who escaped didn't end much better, and there were more nightmares waiting for them outside.

The bar was littered with the corpses of men, and the blood was floating on the ground in a layer to form plasma. Stepping on the blood, the man in the trench coat jumped onto the stage and came to the only remaining dancer. This dancer was so scared that she was incontinent. She cried and said to the man in the trench coat, "Don't kill me, sir. I'll give you the money, I'll give it all to you"

She took out all the tips she got tonight, offered them with trembling hands, and then reluctantly made a charming expression: "Look, I'm also good-looking." I can accompany you if you need it, you can play as much as you want, just don't kill me"

The man smiled and pulled down his hood, revealing a rough face. He looked like one of those drunks on the street, but his eyes were as black as ink. Like, the eyes of the devil!

He reached out to the dancer and stroked her face gently. The woman was only terrified, these hands were as cold as ice, and when he stroked the palm of his hand, it made the dancer feel no different from being slid by a cold snake in the face. Suddenly, the man grabbed the woman's face with both hands. The dancer thought that he was at least interested in his body, and put his mind at ease at the moment. But suddenly she felt that he seemed to be holding too hard, and she immediately wanted to pull the man's hand away, but it was a little bit. So the woman's face gradually squeezed into a ball, and Zuihou burst into a blood mist under the man's force, spraying his face.

He wiped his face excitedly, stood up on the stage and let out a beast-like roar!

When he heard the siren, he immediately bounced out of his bed. The colonel in the darkness opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and bright, and he was still half drunk. Du Ze threw himself to the window and opened the blinds, and as far as the eye could see, there were buildings shrouded in flames, and countless screams came from the city.

"Damn!" he scolded, turning around and kicking open the door to the closet. There were only a few changes of clothes and trousers, and other than that, a great sword in a pitch-black leather sheath lay quietly. The hilt of this greatsword is carved with an eagle's head, a gift from his father when he was first selected to join the Scarlet Knights.

The flying eagle symbolizes that Du Ze will soar into the sky from now on, but unfortunately his father did not see it, and Du Ze is in the current situation. Because ten years ago, his father died in a family civil strife. After coming to the City of Shadows, this great sword called "Golden Falcon" has been left idle, and now the sword is still covered with dust.

They all picked it out and quickly tied it behind their backs. As soon as he finished doing this, his heart moved. The next moment, the window burst, and a figure nimbly drilled in and swept towards Du Ze with one leg.

Du Xue snorted coldly, twisted the opponent's leg with one hand, and the other bent and slammed his elbow on this leg, and the opponent immediately sounded a continuous sound of broken bones. As soon as they threw the attacker to the floor. The colonel slapped the light source in the bedroom, only to see that under the light, a woman in a black trench coat was lying on the ground like a spider, but one of her legs had been deformed under Du Ze's attack, and it seemed that she could no longer be used. But the woman didn't care at all, her head was hidden in the hood, and Du Xue felt her awe-inspiring gaze wandering around her.

"Who are you?" all cranked.

The woman didn't answer, but with both hands, she flew towards the colonel. Du chose a solemn face, and drew his sword backhand at the moment when the woman approached. The sword light flashed in the room, and when the tip of the sword was pointed to the ground, a drop of blood dripped down the tip of the sword to the floor. The woman was reduced to two corpses, one falling on Du Ze's bed and the other rolling near the closet.

Although the other party is a woman, the colonel is not naïve enough to show mercy because of gender. The lion fights the rabbit, still with all his strength. The same is true of Du Ze, as long as it is an enemy, then kill it with all his might, this is the first thing the officer said to him when he entered the Blood Cavalry, and he has always engraved it in his heart.

With a great sword in hand, the colonel left the bedroom, not even wearing the uniform of the blood knight, and just walked through the living room, picking up a communicator at the entrance. He kicked the door open, and choking smoke poured out of it. The Colonel walked through the smoke into a nearby street, and as far as the eye could see, the whole city was burning. The lampposts in the streets are crooked, the cars are overturned, and the corpses are everywhere, and there is a mess!

"Seurat, do you hear me, please answer!" shouted at the communicator, hoping to know what was going on through the lieutenant.

However, after a series of calls, there was no response.

At this moment, a figure suddenly popped out of the window of a bungalow on the opposite street, and it was a guy in a black trench coat. He roared and threw himself at the colonel, and he snorted, his body moved sideways, and the great sword was raised and swung down again, and the man was immediately cut in two. He tried to keep calling, only to find that more and more men in black near the street had come out of nowhere.

These guys hid their faces under their hats, but Du Ze felt that they exuded the aura of beasts.

"Okay"

Du Ze threw away the communicator and held the sword with both hands instead, his eyes were awe-inspiring, and he slowly turned around to scan all the enemies.

(Don't die, Seurat.) ）

With a loud roar, they all chose to carry their big swords and kill them in the direction of the street, which was the place with the least number of people in black!

On the walls of the city, one thigh stomped the communicator to pieces. A tall shadow slid over the walls and down toward the inner city. He landed so hard that he didn't even bend his knees, and just slammed straight into the concrete floor. The ground shook first, followed by a circle of mud and sand, spreading like ripples, surging over a distance of three meters before stopping.

Then the tall figure walked in the direction of Du Ze, and a drop of blood was constantly flowing from the mechanical arm of his right hand. It was certainly not his blood, but Seurat's.

The lieutenant was half-leaning against the wall, his face tilted back, and a clear fist mark appeared on his chest sunken. He was already dead, but his hands reached out to the outer wall to support his body, so that he did not fall!

The big sword in Du Ze's hand did not stop for a moment, and the black figure was reflected in his eyes, and these black-clothed people who came out of nowhere seemed to be unable to kill them all. And after the fight, they all found that these guys are like living corpses, and if you don't cut off their heads and cut them in half, they can also drag half of their bodies to attack you.

But the Colonel didn't think these guys would be living corpses, because they were too quiet and too disciplined, like an army. Du Ze didn't think that living corpses would behave like this. What's more, as long as the living corpse sees blood, whether it is an enemy or a companion, it will rush to it. But these guys didn't, the colonel had already cut several people in the process of charging into the street, and they didn't die immediately, and the other men in black didn't stop attacking their comrades.

Judging from this, these guys are not living corpses, but they don't know what they are.

The colonel jumped high, and a layer of bright red energy force field surged up the blade of the big sword, and then slashed down, dragging a brilliant flame tail in the air and smashing the black-clothed man in Xiangxia. Under the power of this furious slash, the three men in black staggered a few steps, and then fell to the ground at the same time, their heads already turned into a pulp. And more of the men in black flew out of the sword wind shock, and fell down like a circle of straw pressed by the wind.

They all chose to be under light pressure and did not dare to stay. Before the pursuers behind could catch up, he rushed to the street. He was well aware that the City of Shadows had fallen. If he continues to stay in the city, Zuihou will also end up fighting and dying. However, if they escape back to Eternal Night City, they will also be sent to a military court-martial, and eventually executed for the crime of escape.

Therefore, there is only one path in front of the Colonel, and that is to give up the identity of the Blood Rider and continue to live as a wilderness ability.

If he doesn't want to die.

Of course, he didn't want to die, so he chose a path that led to the outside of the city. Before rushing out of the street, a shop on the left suddenly exploded, and at the same time as splints and mud and stones were splashed, a tall figure Xiangshang School hit it straight!

There was no time for Du Xue to evade, so he had to grit his teeth and cross the sword. The next moment, the two collided together, and they both heard the sound of their arm bones shattering, and his whole body flew out. After pulling away the distance, he saw that it was a big man with a height of nearly three meters, and his right hand had been transformed into a huge mechanical arm that reached the ground.

The moment he fell to the ground, he bounced up again, and his arms hurt terribly, because the bones had been shattered. But they all chose to use energy to tow them, and they still maintained a certain combat capability in a short period of time. He knew very well that if he didn't kill this big man, he wouldn't be able to go anywhere tonight.

When the guy appeared, the other men in black stopped attacking and scattered, as if looking for other prey.

Du Xue took a deep breath, roared, and rushed towards the big man with a sword in both hands.

When cutting into the opponent's defensive range, they all chose to jump, and the sword blade surged with a red tide, and another violent slash slashed out. The big sword fell towards the head of the big man with a blood-colored flame light, and in Du Ze's calculation, the other party must first avoid his blow and then look for an opportunity to counterattack, and he will have a series of follow-up attacks to surprise the big man. Then the blade fell, and the big man only turned his head, allowing the colonel's sword to slash at his broad shoulder.

The moment the big sword entered the body, it was immediately strangled by the big man's muscles. Du Ze's face changed, he only felt that this guy's muscles were suddenly twisted into steel bars, and he actually made his sword blade no longer able to advance! Du Ze wanted to draw his sword and retreat, but found that the big sword did not move at all. At this moment, the big man raised his mechanical arm with a cruel smile, and the moment several columns of smoke suddenly screamed at the exhaust hole on his shoulder, the fist of the mechanical hand slammed into the colonel's abdomen from the bottom up!

All chose to shrink their pupils, and the whole person was punched into a shrimp shape. A moment later, a large mouthful of blood spurted out of the colonel's mouth.