As the heels turned, the blood flowed from the back of the hand to the ground, and the pale and weak hand trembled continuously.

The Holy Spirit Armor had already fallen into a deep sleep at the moment of the battle, and it was impossible to wake up again before the psionic realm was restored, and Ranaya was now equivalent to a wasted person, and a seriously injured wasted person.

Ranaya should have guessed that the powerhouse who had entered the Transformation Realm just now was deliberately arranged by Bai Yan to target him! His mission was to force Lanaya to summon the Holy Spirit Armor, so he would do his best to retreat, for the benefit of the forces, he would rather exchange his life for this artifact!

Although for one person, there is nothing left when his life is gone, but for the entire force, it is obviously earned. Moreover, he did not die in vain, he managed to do it.

Now, as long as the white eye moves his fingers slightly and breaks Lanaya's last breath, the soul contract of the Holy Spirit Armor on Lanaya's body will be lifted, and it will appear from the spiritual space, and this artifact that has been kept by the masters and assassins of the Hidden Sanctuary for nearly a thousand years can easily be owned by her.

"At times like this...... Where's Cred!" Lanaya thought to herself, didn't she say that she would ask Cred and Willie to take the people from the Forge Pavilion to help her cover up?

"Hum ......" the heels finally kicked the back of Lanaya's hand and finally left. The back of her hand was already a blur of flesh and blood, and the looming sigil of the Eye of the Templar that she could still see was now unknown.

White-eyed squatted down, grabbed Lanaya's hair with one hand, and forced her to lift her head.

Lanaya's vision began to drift, and she could no longer see anything but the smiling and arrogant face.

"Shouldn't you still be grateful to me? That green fly ruined my face, but did I do that to you?"

Lanaya turned her head stiffly.

"You take it!! my life!!" she yelled, "take it!!"

The final outcome of every master of the Holy Spirit Armor is tragic, and it seems that this sentence is not false at all.

Chosen by fate, then resign yourself to fate. Changing one's life against the sky, even a god can't do it.

As Lanaya wished, the hand that was holding her hair loosened and immediately grabbed her neck.

Ranaya's face gradually turned red due to the blockage of blood, and the pressure in her throat made her want to cough. Probably due to instinct, her hands immediately grabbed Bai Yan's wrists, and tried to tear it off, but she couldn't muster any strength at all.

"Oh. I'm still going to resist. Bai Yan smiled coldly, and the force in his hand increased a little. I was still oppressed by the girl in front of me at noon today, but what was the use? Now this girl is already a person who is going to die.

Lanaya felt like her consciousness was draining little by little, and her mind went blank. She had even forgotten what she wanted to do with the painting, and perhaps there was some mystery hidden in the painting, but it seemed that there was no longer such an opportunity to pursue it.

Just when Lanaya thought she was going to die in the next second, a trace of imperceptible psionic energy appeared in her meridians out of thin air. Then, the amethyst ring lit up faintly.

Although the light was faint and dim, the white eye noticed it, and she let out a slight snort, quickly ripping off the amethyst ring and throwing it off into the distance.

Lanaya's psionic strength began to return. Although it's not even a level 1 now, it can activate some primers. However, before she could make a move, the amethyst ring was thrown into darkness with white eyes.

"It's not supposed...... Do you want a month?......!" Bai Yan showed a look of disbelief, she had heard about the situation of the previous generation of assassins in the Hidden Sanctuary from the information she got from nowhere, at that time, Caleb was in a state of complete loss of spiritual energy for a full month, such a person, even if he had countless martial arts in his body, his physical strength was far beyond that of ordinary people, but without spiritual energy, even a person who had just reached the Xiaocheng realm could easily kill him.

Suddenly, the strength in Bai Yan's hand relaxed, and he turned around to block the surprise attack of someone.

Lanaya was finally able to get to her knees and coughed heavily.

"Where are the pests, it's really in the way!" White-eyed's hands lit up with purple-red psionic light.

"You're the pest!" countless sword lights flashed alternately towards the white eyes, finally shining more in the pitch black environment. Then a purple mist gradually spread, and one of the angry voices said, "You Laozi, I am a witch-poison-scorpion!"

The look of the white eyes changed slightly, is it not right...... Talking spirit pet?!

Thinking of this, Bai Yan wanted to look back at Lanaya again, but at this juncture, she was not allowed to make any superfluous movements, only to see a circle of purple-red light burst from around her body in an instant, twisting all the silent fog that had spread.

The disparity in the realm is so great that the use of the Silent Mist to destroy the condensation and reorganization of psionic energy is a joke.

"Xiao Zi, you're no match for her!" Lanaya shouted.

"I know, master, get out of here...... Be sure to survive......"

As a purple sword light burst out and disappeared, Xiao Zi's voice stopped abruptly, and in the dark night, it was impossible to see where it was injured, but Lanaya heard the sound of a hard object falling to the ground, and then the silence around it returned to death.

Lanaya's heart was hammered.

Now she can't do anything. The amethyst ring was thrown far away, and Xiao Zi's life and death were uncertain, even if she died here today, no one would find out.

"Whew-"

The flame of light in Whiteeye's hand lit up again, turning into a purple-red blade, and she slowly turned towards Lanaya.

The only light source in the night, reflected on the faces of the two, were two completely different expressions.

Lanaya inexplicably had a feeling of wanting to cry, but this feeling was only found in her right eye, and from the original sourness to a tingling sensation, she subconsciously reached out to rub it.

The white eyes were stunned for a moment, and then they felt funny, they were all dying, what was the use of crying. She slowly raised the curved blade, and the wind suddenly rose around her: "Yes, you can cry a little harder!"

The reason why Lanaya frowned and rubbed her eyes was really just because her right eye was a little uncomfortable, and her actions had nothing to do with the emotions in her heart.

The wind became more and more arrogant, and even a whining sound could be heard. Lanaya's hand clung to the ground, if the wind could have been stronger, Lanaya would never have stayed where she was, she would have been swept away.

The white-eyed smile twisted to the extreme, and her hand waved down in an instant.

Lanaya only felt a sudden light in front of her, and then she could no longer see the light.

Now I must be in a different place.

Just when Lanaya thought she was dead, something in her mind that had been there for a long time gradually began to tremble. Like a precursor to an earthquake, the ground trembles restlessly.

"You...... Who is it?"

It was the voice made by the white eyes, and her tone sounded painful and laborious.

The wind still didn't stop, and Lanaya tried to open her eyes with some doubts. There was a man standing in front of her at some point, quite high from below, and she had a familiar feeling, but this feeling gave her more fear.

The man had his back to Lanaya, who couldn't see his face. The man seemed to be confronting the white eyes, not saying a word, not a broad figure, but standing in front of her was like Tarzan.

"Amethyst Ring ......," the white-eyed voice became more and more difficult, "Are you...... The ...... of the Hidden Sanctuary

"Don't kill her!" Lanaya stood up and shouted to the man's back. How could she not know? The Hidden Sanctuary would come to save her, who else could there be?!

And Lanaya just hoped that Whiteeye would tell her everything she wanted to know, as she thought in her heart, but it was just hope.

Didn't Jezella still prefer to die until the last moment last time?

The arm that White Eye was about to swing off was caught in the air by the man, unable to move any further. Probably hearing Lanaya's shouting, she suddenly burst into laughter, laughed a few times and then froze, her expression changed very quickly, she slowly showed fear at first, then narrowed her eyes and was contemptuous, and then turned into an arrogant laugh again.

It's like crazy.

"Good, good. Looks like I don't have a chance to get out of your hands. White-eyed as if she had laughed enough, she calmed down, her eyes fell on Lanaya, and she said something that puzzled both of them.

"I guessed a long time ago, you must have a boyfriend who is very good to you...... Look at you, look at you! The way you look at me, it's exactly the same!"

The white-eyed hand slowly bent towards him, and then, killing himself.

The surroundings were dark again, so quiet that only the chirping of insects remained.

"Why did you save me?" said Lanaya, clutching the wound on the back of her right hand, her voice shaking.

The man still didn't answer, he slowly turned around and pulled down the neckline that covered half of his chin.

The tattoo on the left eyelid moved slightly, he glanced at Lanaya's right hand lightly, and directly reached out and pulled it up, this action was very much like an invitation to dance, and then a trace of dark purple light appeared out of thin air on the back of Lanaya's right hand, and under the lingering light flame, the wound actually healed quickly.

The moment Adrian took her hand, the things in her mind loosened more and more violently, breaking the shackles that bound her outer layer one by one, and finally hovering in the mental space.

Actually, it is not quite accurate to say that healing, it is not a normal healing process at all, the wound is turned back, and the torn muscles and epidermis are automatically closed, leaving no trace.

"What is this?healing magic?" Lanaya watched in disbelief as the changes on the back of her hand disappeared from her hand except for the warm touch of the other's palm.

"A type of time magic. Adriel paused for a long time before he spoke. He let go of his hand and exhaled slowly as if he had let go of something, "But I'm still a little rusty. ”