"Throw away the shield!"

Many of the fighters looked at the speakers with confusion. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's Jenard.

That veteran of the Starlight Legion.

"Trust me! The Starlight Legion has also fought against the so-called 'mercenaries' of the Feast Lord!" Jenard shouted hoarsely as he fought.

Only to hear this veteran of the Starlight Legion, with a voice that even overshadowed Chorah, shouted: "Give up the Starlight Array, abandon the shield!"

"Pin the nearest person with your feet, don't look with your eyes!"

"With the sword in both hands, stab in the direction where the vibration came from!"

"When you go out of the sword, you have to keep your strength and ensure flexibility!"

Jorah turned her head and looked at Jenard suspiciously.

In a moment of hesitation, another soldier was scratched in the abdomen.

"Don't hesitate, do as he says!"

The old butler of the Blood Clan, Chris Corleone, grabbed a Blood Clan warrior in mid-air, and was desperately scratched by another warrior in the flank with a deep wound, and he also wanted to dig out the opponent's heart in the other party's angry screams, only to hear him say coldly:

"You are facing the smallest but most experienced corps in the world!"

"Holy Blood Legion!"

"Many of them have been fighting for hundreds of years!"

"The classic old formation doesn't work!"

"Alright!" Jorah hesitated, but Putile fended off the next attack in embarrassment, and roared, "Anyway, in another minute, we'll be almost dead - listen to that guy once!"

"Knock!" "Knock!"

Shining Star's privates threw off their shields in unison, pinning each other's feet as Jenard had instructed.

With their swords in both hands, they no longer believed what they were seeing and regrouped!

The results are immediate.

The casualties immediately decreased.

The ghostly rapid attack of the blood clan in groups of three, in the face of the soldiers who became flexible after throwing down their shields, and the extremely stable formation of the lower plate, could no longer exert the previous effect, on the contrary, the Bright Star Private Soldiers, who counterattacked with a sense of vibration rather than vision, began to make some gains.

Simon in the distance frowned: "Among them, there are veterans who have experienced war. ”

"And," Hesta stared at Chris, "Don't forget Chris—that guy used to be a member of the Blood Legion. ”

"It's time for us to strike," Simon turned to His Majesty the Queen, "there are already four casualties. ”

"No, fighting is one thing, war is another. Corterina shook her head, still expressionless: "Even a Extreme Realm master can't be unscathed in a melee of more than fifty people. ”

"We're going to have to deal with those two Extreme Realm guys. ”

"I'd rather be conservative than lose your strength. ”

"After all, we are stepping on strange land. ”

"Besides," Coterina mused, "I have to protect that thing back to the Eastern Continent." ”

"The relatives of the feast collar have coveted it for a long time. ”

Seeing that the battle around him was no longer so fierce, Tails breathed a sigh of relief, but Serena beside him suddenly tugged at the corner of his clothes.

"I want to stop this fight, huh?" said Selina with a mysterious smile.

"Simple," Serena pointed to Corterina in the distance, "just raid that crybaby." ”

"Chris was able to help too, with a big grasp. ”

"Then you can sit down and negotiate. ”

Tails gasped, looking at Serena, then at Corterina.

Wai Wei to save Zhao?

Although he knew that this was a ruse by the other party mixed with personal grudges, Tails also understood that this was probably the only way.

A soldier collapsed panting.

He no longer hesitated.

"Ada!" Tails roared, looking ahead at the well-stricken-cloaked figure, "Take down the queen!"

Edda understood what Tails meant.

"My duty is to guard you!" replied Eda coldly.

Without hesitation, Tails said angrily: "Our people are in casualties!

Eda glanced at him, pouting under her cloak.

"Please!" Tails stared at his Guardian of the Arc.

Eda snorted.

In the next second, the secret guard pulled out a delicately crafted scimitar from under the cloak, and leaped up from a birch tree beside him.

Pounce on Koterina!

The delicate scimitar slashed out a brilliant sword flower in the air, like an unpredictable prophet, slashing back three Blood warriors who flew up to intercept them.

Eda broke through the barriers and continued to gallop towards Corterina.

But a powerful arm, out of thin air, grabbed Edda's right shoulder.

"Ma'am!" Simon smiled happily in an instant, "You are my ......"

But before he could finish speaking, he felt Ada's shoulders sink, and he was instantly out of his grasp.

Simon's face changed.

This dexterity ......

Before he could finish thinking about it, the secret guard under the cloak followed him, clasped his arm behind him, and flexibly flipped onto Simon's shoulder!

Simon didn't have time to be surprised, he turned around like a bolt of lightning, and his body flashed quickly at the same time, and his claws struck.

But Ada's whole body writhed and moved like a boneless snake, leaving Simon to hold on to air in vain.

Eda put his foot on Simon's shoulder, but with the strength of Simon's turn, he jumped up easily, as if he had crossed an obstacle, and ran towards Cortrina without stopping.

Simon's face was extremely ugly - he was broken through, and he couldn't stop the opponent for even a second.

Edda's move and leap made even Corterina frown.

It's not your average dexterity.

The second Extreme Master, Hesta Corleone, flashed in front of Edda, his face solemn.

This cloak is probably not an ordinary extreme realm—he thought.

But no matter how much dexterity there is, in front of the blood mist that the Blood Shadow Dance dissolves......

Hesta grinned, and her body began to blur.

But then his face changed!

Because the "Dance of Blood Shadows", which belonged to another blood clan, also turned into a blood mist, unknowingly entangled his whole body!

Chris Corleone, Serena's old butler, silently appeared behind Hesta, clutching him by the neck.

"Chris!" Hesta roared, taking a sharp turn to break free of the other's grip and stab Chris in the heart with a claw.

The two Extreme Bloods suddenly disappeared from the ground as if they were teleporting, and reappeared in the trees, in mid-air, and in the snow, each time they appeared, accompanied by a dangerous encounter.

"Hesta, old friend!" Chris replied with a blank face, "what a nostalgic old time." ”

The two bloodlines instantly turned into mist at the same time, like two entangled tornadoes, blowing into the sky.

In front of Ada, the road to Cortrina was unobstructed.

Tails' heart moved: the rest, as long as Eda can subdue Corterina and even gain the upper hand in battle, he will be able to ......

There is a chance.

But the next moment, Tails only felt Serena beside him, like a lover, gently hugging his waist.

"That way, no one will bother you and me. ”

She said softly.

Tails, preoccupied, was trying to shake off this nonsensical old witch impatiently.

But something suddenly occurred to his brain.

Serena.

You.

I.

Village.

Idol.

What she said -- why was it so sudden, that it didn't leak?

Tails turned his head in surprise and looked at Serena incredulously.

Her Royal Highness Serena Corleone, with silver hair and red eyes, was looking at him with a smile: "As soon as I showed my stuff, you found out?"

"Worthy of my allies. ”

"I can finally speak normally, this month, I have worked hard to death. ”

"Overly clever imp. ”

Tails stared at it all with an empty head.

What's going on?

Before he could figure out the cause and effect, he fell on his stomach on the snow and lost consciousness.

In the scuffle, Rolf stepped on his sore knees, not yet quite accustomed to the pair of prosthetics, and used his Hidden Blade to open a Bloodline.

At this moment, he, who was extremely sensitive to the wind, frowned.

He turned his head and saw a carriage in the convoy, which suddenly moved.

The horse, pulling the cart, ran as if frightened.

Drive into the distance.

Rolf furrowed his brows deeply, which he recognized as Serena's carriage.

What's going on?

He turned his head, trying to inform the others.

But then he realized that he was mute.

Rolf sighed helplessly.

At this time.

Easteron Corleone in the midst of the scuffle suddenly dropped a strange ball from his sleeve.

The ball was full of strange patterns and characters, rolling on its own.

The sharp-eyed Putile noticed the orb.

His face became extremely ugly.

"Everyone, lie down!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Putirai roared, "It's the mage's alchemy ball!"

Only Waiya's face changed drastically, and he subconsciously wanted to pounce on Tails.

But he turned his head, and in the confusion, he didn't see Tails.

What about His Royal Highness?

Extreme uneasiness came from the bottom of his heart.

The next moment, a violent light and explosion radiated from the center of the sphere.

――――――――

When Tails woke up, he found himself in a galloping carriage.

He immediately recognized it as Serena's carriage with a black coffin—for he was leaning back against the folded black coffin.

Tails struggled to look up, only to find himself with his hands tied behind his back.

The traverser looked in disbelief at the front of the carriage.

There, Lolana Corleone had a whip in her hand and a sinister smile at him.

"What's going on!" Tails asked her, startled and angry.

"Don't worry, ally," a suspicious Serena looked at him with a smile on the other side of the carriage, "and the best part is just about to begin." ”

"It's time to turn the tide. ”

Six or seven-year-old Lori smiled and said, "My path to reset." ”

Her face suddenly changed, and she spat unhappily:

"Chased after me so quickly. ”

"Sure enough, it's a grudge-holding crybaby. ”

What the?

Tails was still sorting out everything in front of him.

"Boom!"

As if someone had smashed the roof of the car, the car suddenly shook.

Tails was shaken and sat down.

But then came an even bigger shock!

Tails looked out of the carriage in disbelief.

I saw the horizon at sunset, beginning to tilt.

"Bang!"

The carriage slammed into a birch tree and capsized on the snow.

A dizzy Tails hit a bruised nose and swollen face in the carriage.

He shook his head, gritted his teeth, and struggled with his tied hands—he couldn't reach the JC dagger at his waist—and squirmed out of the broken carriage like a caterpillar.

"What is the excess, what enmity do these two horses have against you?" said Serena's childish voice not far away.

Tails struggled to tumble out of the carriage and fell to the snow.

He was immediately grabbed by a strong hand.

Tails looked up and saw that Lolana was holding him, standing beside Serena, looking at him as if he were facing a great enemy.

There, the Queen of Night, the Weeper, Her Majesty Corterine van Corleone, was looking at the three of them with frosty faces.

"Even if you create chaos, you can't escape. ”

"With the strength of your wounds now, you are no match for me at all. ”

"The farce is over, hand over the dark coffin of the night, and go back with me," Corterina looked at her sister, who was six or seven years old, with sharp eyes, showing hatred and disgust: "Continue to atone for your ugly past." ”

Tails felt a chill in his heart as he looked at the lovely Serena who was blinking.

What ugliness?

What past?

"Oh, I don't know what I've sinned. Selina didn't seem worried, and she laughed, "I've never done the right thing. ”

"The right thing?"

Koterina repeated Serena's words with a blank face.

But Tails only felt that the Queen of the Night's mood was even worse.

For the first time, Corterina, who was as cold as ice, radiated hatred and anger in her eyes:

"Is this the consciousness you have been sitting in the Forbidden Blood Prison for two hundred years?"

"Patricide. ”

"Serena van Corleone. (To be continued.) )