He was the Virtue, the Man of the First Night, and then, instead of exercising his duty, he noticed all sorts of anomalies in the city, and the transcendent in his body quickly expelled the heat waves that surged in the air, and the smoke.

With his hands on the ground, he heard a slight vibration in the ground, it should have been a horse or a locomotive used by a supernatural force, and he stared at his right arm, which was only almost completely shattered. The light pierced through the shattered breastplate and looked at his wounds. In the thick of smoke. The deacon's qi and blood quickly decayed, revealing his already gray hair. His face turned a little gray.

That's all right, because more people have to be hired. Although he killed his brother Na, it doesn't mean that he doesn't love the country. In the gloomy weather, the bustle of Port Vale was gradually obscured, and although the lights were bright, the situation became more and more turbulent.

The sailors who had just passed were not short of rum with their own enjoyment, they raised their blades, and some of them promised to plunder as much as they could, setting the main target on the city. After the details of the Imperial army in the city of Beersey, the middle class strengthened its own defense system. The number of guards in the rich mansion has increased by half, and the situation is gradually getting out of control, and no one can control it, because there is unimaginably more eyesight.

A big storm spread in the harbor with people's hearts. Wait a second and you'll have one more variable. The firelight flickered, and the extremely thin threads broke open from the front, once again unfolding into thin air on the steel armor of the papal deacon. Then there was a fire.

The raging flames licked through most of the block like tongues, engulfing the houses in an instant.

Turning to the tiny threads, mirrored in the void, and the detectives dodging the threads that were enough to tear through the body, the papal deacons were not so lucky. It was like being slapped by a huge hand, and the area was instantly torn apart, smashed and exploded in a huge dull sound, and there seemed to be invisible hands in it, slapping violently.

At this moment, the harmful water is tumbling and surging upward, as if destroying the heavens and the earth.

It's not just here that the fighting is going on, wars are breaking out almost everywhere in the city.

Above the ocean, a huge silhouette leaps on the pitch-black sea, and it dances wildly in the air with its slender and beautiful tentacles. The clouds covered everything, making everyone look incomparably small, and a large purple hand slammed back to fight the monster in the ocean, and the sea quickly pushed away the waves several meters high. Your heart, which somehow reveals a lifetime of love for silver and the ultimate ominousness, is beyond that the sound of a growing wave. The big purple hand was like a god looking down, sweeping the area flatly. Indescribable momentum mingled over Port Vale, and they were. The giant's big hand peaks in the slap.

One level in a row.

Taking a deep breath, he walked past the fallen crowd of people who had fallen to the ground, he was going to find his final destination, more than just a possible ritual, and quickly ran along the rooftops of the house. The intersection of urban areas gradually became obscure, shielded by the extraordinary fluctuations of an earthquake, at least to shield ordinary people's perception of the world, and the slightest sharp explosion in the sky was sent out by a sky-high signal flare. The smoke that exploded shot into half of the city, where something might have happened.

De quickly inserted the thread into his waist and ran as fast as he could on the roof, thinking about the whistling wind in his ears. With unparalleled speed, he didn't have the money to go to the possible destination, but instead he turned in the opposite direction, knowing that anything was possible. If you have a toddler, it may be .......

Moving towards the south of the city, on the other side, it seems to have taken the south of the city and then to the north of the city. Searching for Midorima is the fastest way to determine a running plan. Time is moving faster and faster, and it will be close in a few minutes.

Duc was running and finally came to a bustling neighborhood, where it was quiet to go out and there was not so much chaos. The fire in the distance could not hide his sin and anger, and his battle was just a game between forces, and the lower city was like a giant beast. Dealing with it here, no one can shake it.

This 300-year-old port city is not so easy to occupy by the madmen, tonight's battle determines the rulers of the city, who is right and who is wrong, only life and death, the wealth up is not worth mentioning compared to its area, they are looking for mountains of wealth, not a little bit of survival materials.

The survival materials that are not worth mentioning in the tears of the transcendent may be worth looting elsewhere. Survival means survival.

After making his way through countless low-rise buildings to the final shaft, the premonition in the statement told him what was important underneath. On the way, he encountered someone who stood in the way, and finally waited for the long sword in his hand to recover, and kept moving forward in the chaos. Affluent port operations are rife with evil.

The ground would be filled with blood, and the guards here spotted the intruder, and they had to use their weapons to resist in the most primitive way, shrinking down, and then being wounded by the knife, and galloping all the way through the old room full of dead silence. With the rise of finance, the four places have been abandoned for decades. The homeless man has brought a certain vitality here, from the glory of the economy to the incomparably absent.

Left and right. The heavily armed muskets continued to fire, but they got shaped. Move rapidly around the room with a phantom.

As soon as the musketeers of the squad created a barrage covering the image, the transcendent took the lead, raising his saber and advancing the master and apprentice. The feet in the light of the fire trampled on its rotten floor. Not together, the once delicate pattern decays under the soft touch.

Following the bloodstains, he approached the entrance of the secret passage with the density of the crowd. It is an extremely hard woody flower. This layer is a layer of stone walls.

If you want to push it open, the floor-to-ceiling windows will become hazy. Immediately afterwards, a figure recess and stretches there, as if trying to condense into a deep breath and grasp the common. Bitter, the space in front of him instantly became zigzag and rippled under the blade of the sword, and then, pierced into the figure that was about to condense. The sound of a clatter suddenly sounded, and the space in front of him shattered, but the person had already condensed, and then there were thousands of silk threads.

The figure gathered its abdomen in mid-air, rolled on the ground, rolled in an instant, and then stood up on its knees, ignoring the figure, looking for it from its feet. The sharp pain from the lid quickly changed after rolling three times. Gotta get more and more from.

The forward calf quickly registers, and then bursts out with tremendous speed. An incomprehensible turn is formed in the air as the rider makes a faint roar in the air, striking both at once. It's instantaneous. Score clearly saw the palpitating metallic color, which belonged to the stabbing sword in the show. The so-called this had to reverse the hilt of the sword, and then a metal screen body quickly struck. Space stalls are coming. The figure's belly. It can also be seen that there is a huge cavity in its abdomen.

The sound of sore teeth remembered that his body was not only wearing normal feet, but also a layer of chain mail, which often acted against the pickup of the sword, and the blow of a single pile of blunt instruments was not so perfect. It can be seen that the mouth is spurting mist-like blood, and the internal organs of those who have concentration have also been damaged. Its face was stained with scarlet.

The body quickly bounces upwards and then moves sideways to the left. Dodging the musket that came from the side, he heard a piercing ** scraping sound and someone was shooting at him. At some point, a bloody hood flashed out of the side, he already had a rough idea of the origin of these people, most of the mixed gangs in the city, or the low-level personnel, were not very threatening to him. With a cacophony of voices, he turned around and continued to run on the bloody battlefield.

At that time, it was not so easy to escape from being flanked in the room, and the day he was at a disadvantage of one enemy and many enemies, he played with the lower body. Just open your finger and then jump violently in the borrowing, dodging a bullet again.

The oval circle is scraped open, and then the person is seen.

The aura of one piece, circling around the eye circles, and then there was an incomparably shocking, more and more normal shadow, and gradually met the deepest part of the underground.

Through a circle of bone-speaking corridors, he finds his final destination.