At extreme speed, Yara's figure and Guraton shot at Cohen at the same time!

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Guraton let out a low roar, his veins protruded, and the crimson sword intent stabbed at Cohen!

If you don't see the blood of the enemy, you will not give up.

Cohen was stunned for a moment, but Yara, who was running, only tapped his left shoulder and then his right shoulder.

Cohen, who was about to draw his sword to face Guratun, saw Yara's eyes behind his goggles.

The vigilante instantly understood Yara's intentions.

Cohen felt his heavy wound for a moment and didn't think much of it.

He knew that he would definitely not be able to stop Guratun's sword.

Then simply don't keep it.

Girl, Cohen thought: don't let me down.

Cohen's eyes were clear, ignoring the cyan long sword that was getting closer and closer in front of him, and decisively changed the silver-white saber to his left hand, holding it in his backhand, giving up the defensive sword style, and waiting intently for the arrival of the bartender!

Sure enough, the next moment, Yara shot the wolf leg knife in her right hand towards the menacing Guraton!

From the left, the galloping wolf-leg knife shot at the chest and abdomen of the red and black swordsman.

Yara's right hand was empty, but it was running towards Cohen with unabated momentum.

The next moment, Guraton's blade reached Cohen's chest.

The cyan sword stabbed head-on into Cohen's abdomen.

But Yara's wolf-legged knife in the air also slashed through Guraton's left chest!

Guraton roared.

Cohen snorted.

Because of the interference of the wolf's leg knife, this sword stabbed slightly off, avoiding his vital organs.

The stellar glow in Cohen's body quickly swelled, gathering near the injured muscles.

Looking at the fierce eyes of the red and black swordsman in front of him, Cohen stubbornly turned his head and looked at the bartender on the right!

He chose to trust the other party.

And what about the other side?

Will you believe in yourself?

Guradon snorted coldly and drew his sword in an instant.

He turned, facing Yara head-on.

In front of him, the vigilante endured the pain in his chest and abdomen, the stars flickered, and the sword in his left hand fell with a bang.

Pierce the earth beneath your feet.

It looks like a badly wounded swordsman, struggling at the end.

Guratun's expression was indifferent, and the power of the violent end, which was completely different from the brilliance of the stars, surged again.

He's got the sword ready.

It only takes a sword to pierce the little girl's eyebrows.

You can't save him.

The result of recklessness is that even you will die together.

But Yara only glanced coldly at Guratun, and her figure swept past Cohen.

Or even bypass the Guraton!

Run behind Cohen's back.

Guraton was stunned for a moment.

Isn't she trying to save people?

Yara didn't choose to attack Guratun, she knew that Guradon was ready to fight back.

Behind her, Rolf carried the wind to her.

The bartender knew that there was only one chance.

Next, she calmly stretched out her right hand.

His own life and death are in Cohen's hands.

The vigilant officer gritted his teeth, and his right hand, blessed by the light of the stars, swung violently.

Now is the time!

I saw Yara, who had just passed him, in mid-air, was clasped by his right hand!

It's like a relay race with a baton.

"Ahh

Cohen roared angrily, and the only remaining stars in his body converged into blue lights, spreading up his right arm, and dragging Yara behind him back with all his might!

The long sword in the left hand of the vigilant officer on the ground acted as a fixed point, and because of the huge momentum, there was an unpleasant friction sound.

The next moment, as the vigilante officer's sword was pulled back, the light Yara, like a chain hammer in mid-air, slashed through a semicircle, and was swung by Cohen to the other side of the Guradon in an instant.

Change direction in an instant!

Yara clenched Cohen's hand like a lover, and the wolf's leg knife in her left hand was condescending, and the cold blade slashed down!

Shock erupted in the red and black swordsman's face.

Her purpose, I see, was to get the cooperation of the green skin, and combine the strength of the two of them to instantly attack the side that I didn't defend.

He pursed his lips indifferently: The idea is very good, but after all, it is mortal, and it is too underestimated to underestimate the ability of a super-level swordsman.

The finishing power on his arm quickly fermented, and the speed of the cyan longsword skyrocketed, swinging to the right at a faster speed than usual.

I can strike before you strike...... Well?

Guraton's eyes flickered instantly.

I saw Cohen in front of him gritting his teeth and rushing over.

Block Guraton's sword with his body!

Electric flint.

"Kla-poof!" was the sound of Guraton's shoulder bone being sliced open, and then his chest and abdomen being sliced open.

The wolf-legged blade went down from Guraton's right shoulder, tearing open his right chest.

"Woo-la-huh!" was the sound of Cohen's right arm dislocated and his right rib being scratched.

A large amount of blood rushed up from Guraton's right shoulder!

Squirted Yara in the face!

It was only then that the rumors of Rolf's news reached Cohen's side.

Guraton opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood in disbelief.

Then he smiled in relief and fell to the ground in an instant.

Good knives.

Good fit.

Guradon closed his eyes gently.

In the midst of the Rabbit Fall, the red and black terrifying swordsman was killed by the strange and tacit cooperation of Cohen and Yara!

The Ghost of the Wind saw the fate of Guraton.

He couldn't believe that the terrifying super-rank swordsman beside the Qi Demon Master had the upper hand one moment, and the next moment he was easily killed!

But he didn't have time to be shocked.

Because Cohen roared angrily, stepped on the soles of his feet, drew his saber on the ground with his left hand, and turned around and rushed towards him, ignoring his dislocated right hand!

The sword light flickered.

Rolf chuckled, at this speed, how could it be possible to intercept the ghost with the wind.

Even in high-speed hedging, I can change direction at any time - what?

Rolf was amazed to see Yara, who was beside Cohen, kneeling down on one knee and crashing into Cohen's arms!

The vigilant officer turned around with a muffled grunt of pain, but the speed at which he rushed towards Rolf was immediately more than doubled!

Damn it!

At this speed, I can't be-

Rolf screamed in rage, unleashing his abilities with all his might!

As the wind howled, Rolf's Hidden Blade unleashed its sword, which was worthy of the deadly sword of the vigilant officer.

However, the vigilante's long sword seemed to be alive, twisting and stabbing, and suppressed Rolf to the death.

Sword locks.

One of the signature sword styles of the Terminator, dedicated to locking the enemy's blade.

Rolf then saw in despair that Yara was in Cohen's arms, her face showing her head grimly.

No.

In the moment when he couldn't break free of Cohen's sword, the bartender held out her right hand.

Crushed his throat with a light and pleasant heart.

The two of them fell to the ground at the same time.

Fortunately, the vigilante officer thought: this anomaly, after all, has never been on the battlefield.

If he doesn't retreat at the first time, but attack...... Then we're done.

Cohen vomited blood in embarrassment, and the severe pain in his chest and abdomen and the dislocation of his right arm made him unable to get up.

"Y-who are you?"

The vigilante asked the girl in his arms weakly.

Yara, at the end of the crossbow, exhausted all her strength, and lay tired in the thick arms of the vigilante, twisting her face and wiping blood on the latter's uniform.

The bartender trembled slightly, but still smiled with relief.

"It's your business. ”

The young bartender replied with a smile, only to feel a little sour in her eyes.

Imp, you should be able to run away.

Bang!

At that moment, a dull explosion was heard in the distance.

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"Bao Ren, doing research requires enthusiasm, can't be lazy, academics are a lifetime of interest and intentions. ”

"Eventually, at my age, you will find that you become out of place with the crowd, withdrawn, aloof, and unmotivated. You will find that what really supports you to the end is not vanity, not grades, not satisfaction, but the purest bit of attachment at the beginning. ”

"So you have to understand Professor Chen's paranoia and madness – that's probably the only obsession left in his life. ”

Tails shook his head, taking another memory back into his mind and pulling himself out of the rubble.

When the traverser crawled out of the ruins, covered in blood, as soon as he looked up, he saw Ashida, who looked at him condescendingly.

The Air Magician's clothes and long hair were still shiny as new, as if they had never been blasted.

Maniac, paranoid.

Tails sneered, exhausted and powerless to resist.

He simply rolled over and lay in the ruins.

He was a little tired of this lawless, power-honored world.

"You, the magician, love as you like, so be it. ”

The traverser gasped for air.

A madman who kills people without saying a word.

No wonder the Magi lost the war.

Ashida silently looked at Tails on the ground with a strange look in her eyes. After a while, he suddenly chuckled weirdly: "Hahaha, is this also accidental." ”

With a flick of his right hand, Tails was lifted up by the air.

But Ashida didn't kill again.

With another wave of his hand, the air pressure around Tails' body began to flow at the same time, instantly stopping all of the traverser's wounds from bleeding.

Tails was held up by the magician and landed on both feet.

But the traverser still looked at the blue-clad mage with an unkind face—he no longer had any hope of rational communication with Ashida.

"Kid, you've just used some kind of power to break my barrier of magical energy—what you call the 'wall of air'. Ashida whispered, a certain sense of excitement in her tone.

"Only fellow Extreme Realm masters can do this, and you—and, that power within you, can interfere with and affect my magical energy, do you know what that means?"

"I don't even know what the 'Extreme' is," Tails replied weakly, "and even if I did, I wouldn't want to talk to a madman who was just about to kill me." ”

Ashida put away her smile and looked at him with a deep look in her eyes

"It seems that you don't know what you are, child. ”

"But it doesn't matter, everyone has the first time they get out of control, and we all started out of ignorance. ”

Who's going to put this madman - huh?

Tails calmed down and pondered the meaning of Ashida's words.

Immediately, he looked up in disbelief and looked at the magician who was about to kill him.

"The first time out of control?"

"We?"

Ashida looked at the child with a frenzy in her eyes.

"Yes, we—the magicians. ”

Looking at the eagerness in the mage's eyes, Tails suddenly began to fear for no reason.

He unconsciously took a step back and shook his head in horror.

But the magician pressed to take a step forward, and his tone was full of creepy eagerness and madness:

"Yes, kid. You've just been right, and your future worth is definitely worth letting go—no, it's worth my best to guide you!

"Since we were betrayed by those two **** and lost the battle of the end, we have become less and less!"

Ashda clung to his shoulders as if she was afraid that if she let go, Tails would run away.

"Nope. ”

Tails muttered, taking a step back, but Ashida's hand was still clutching him.

This kind of mentally abnormal, murderous maniac without blinking.

This kind of taboo exists that everyone in the world shouts about.

What a joke! Who's going to take this madman away?

It was as if the world of Errol had heard his prayers.

"You can say 'no,' but you can't say no, it's just the first time it's out of hand, and every — uh!"

Ashida, who was talking to herself, suddenly looked stunned.

I saw that a smooth blade suddenly poked out of Ashida's chest.

Ashida looked down in disbelief, looked at the blade on her chest, and let go of Tails.

Tails was also startled, and he took a few steps back, tripped over a plank, and fell to the ground.

But Tails didn't see fear, panic, panic, or panic in the mage's eyes.

It was as if he had just been stabbed not in the back, but by a mosquito, wondering "how can there be mosquitoes".

It was as if he didn't even feel pain.

Apparently he was pierced in the heart—Tails thought in horror.

Ashida stared strangely at the blade on her chest.

"No way. Ashda frowned, raised her head and thought carefully, facing the man behind him:

"Even if you are a master of the Extreme Realm, it is impossible not to breathe, it is impossible not to drive the air when you move, it is impossible to have no air pressure in the body, as long as there is breathing, there is air flow, and there is a change in air pressure, it is impossible to escape my monitoring!"

"How long have you been here in Hongfang Street, and how did you hide from the Demon of Qi?"

"No, you can't break through the air wall, or you'll make a move just while you're in the house, right?"

"Tell me. ”

There was no answer.

Ashida turned around with a grim expression, ignoring the blade still stuck in his back, and said coldly to the sneak attacker behind him:

"Tell me. ”

This time, Tails saw clearly the sneak attacker behind Ashida.

The assailant stood silently, dressed in a hooded black suit that was black from gloves to boots.

What's even more bizarre is that the sneak attacker wears a dark purple mask on his face, and this mask only has two dark lenses on the eyes.

He didn't move.

Like a ghost.

For a moment, anger swept through Ashida's mind made of demonic energy.

Anger, this human emotion, has been away from him for a long time after all.

So the magic energy in his body surged, which quickly helped him regain his composure and rationality.

"I think you must be patient. Ashida whispered.

"Just wait for the opportunity for my magic energy to be unstable and my perception to decline, and come to sneak attack me?"

"Very well, you did it, sneak attack on a magician. Ashida didn't care about the blade on his chest, instead staring at the strangely masked sneak attacker.

"So, who are you?"

"Specifically for me?"

"Which family is it?"

Several questions in a row, the masked weirdo still didn't move.

Ashda frowned, after asking those few questions, he couldn't feel the air pressure flow in the strange body, wasn't he surprised or surprised, and didn't react to these questions?

In the past, the perception of qi like mind reading was actually invalid?

I can only come to the hard one.

"You think you're going to kill me?"

Ashida took a step closer and raised her left hand slightly, as if there was no emotion or thought in her eyes.

With the movement of his fingers, the air began to flow, and the space around the masked freak began to be squeezed by the air.

It can't spread beyond the Red Square—Ashida thought to herself, otherwise, the Wrath of the Kingdom and the Black Sword would have discovered and rushed in advance, and today's action would be meaningless.

It's good to mobilize a small amount of magic energy first, and you only need to solve the mask in front of you.

This time, the masked weirdo spoke:

"No, the Mage cannot be killed. ”

His voice pierced through the mask and came faintly.

"It turns out that you are not dumb or deaf. Ashida looked at the two lenses on his mask, but he saw nothing but the intricate mechanical gears behind the lenses.

Tails almost exclaimed.

Because this strange man's voice is a hoarse voice.

It was the voice that made him "bow his head" when Yara and Rolf were fighting.

The masked freak walked lightly past Ashida.

It was as if the terrible air pressure around him couldn't stop him from taking half a step!

Under the shocked gaze of the Qi Demon Master, the masked monster instantly stretched out his hand, only to see that the short sword had disappeared from Ashida's back and appeared in his hand!

It was a sleek short sword with a crossed sword, with a darker tone.

Ashida's brows were gloomy, but he surprisingly did not resist, just looked at the uninvited guest coldly, thinking about the situation in front of him.

According to the information updated yesterday, the judgment gun is on the western front, the immovable bow is in the suburbs, the staff of the stars is in the Fuxing Palace, and as for the mysterious supreme sword and shield, I heard that half of it is still on cooldown, and half is in the Broken Dragon Fortress, and the other ordinary anti-demon weapons existing in Eternal Star City are not enough to seal a magic master above the Extreme Realm.

This mask, why is he so calm?

Tails watched in disbelief as the mask pulled the short sword from Ashida's back - Ashida's chest, the wound that should have been bleeding, actually emitted a faint blue light.

Then the blue light turned into his clothes, bright as new, as if he had never been stabbed through the chest with a short sword.

Magician - Tails is starting to believe Ashida's previous crazy words - what kind of monster is a magician?

But before Tails could think through the question, he was enveloped by a figure.

The masked freak walked up to Tails and before he could react, he took the skinny boy into his arms.

Tails was about to struggle, but the masked monster gently pressed the back of the neck, and the traverser only felt the strength of his body slowly disappear, and he fell limply into his arms.

In a trance, Tails caught a glimpse of Ashida's hands raised.

"Hey, watch out for him—" The boy tried to speak, but the masked freak grabbed his mouth.

But Ashida was still behind him, and he wasn't ready to watch anymore.

This boy is too important.

"Since you know that the magician can't be killed, why do you still want to make a move?" Ahida's magic energy surged, mobilizing all the air around him for fifty meters.

"You can't be at the 'True Realm' level, but at least you should be the pinnacle master in the 'Extreme Realm'. ”

"There's even a way to hide from demonic powers?"

Ashda waved her hands unkindly, and Tails suddenly felt a difference in the air pressure around him.

The Wizard of Qi is about to do it.

"But whoever you are—"

Ashida's words, however, were interrupted by his own horrified discovery.

"This!

Interrupted by the surrounding air pressure.

Tails looked up over the masked man's shoulders and saw that Ashida's eyes were full of horror.

The magician shuddered and took a step back, looking at his chest, where the hole punctured by the masked monster was now glowing with purple light.

It was the first time Tails had seen horror in the eyes of a magician.

The masked freak lowered his head to Tails, and a hoarse voice echoed in his ears: "The mage cannot be killed, but the mage is not invincible. ”

For some reason, Tails suddenly reassured.

He subconsciously felt that the strange man in front of him was much safer than the madman behind him.

Ashida was already clutching her chest in panic at the moment!

It was as if that purple light was about to explode from his chest.

He jerked his head up and looked at the masked freak, fear and hatred in his tone!

"It's ...... The ...... of the Imperial Kingdom Legendary Anti-Demon Forces!"

The masked freak reached out and covered Tails' eyes.

The two ********** Tails couldn't hear the rest of the angry Ashida.

Because the next moment when Ashida gritted his teeth in anger and turned into hundreds of rays of light, bursting with infinite energy, Tails seemed to have entered another dimension, and all sound and light disappeared from his senses.

Tails knew that he had moved away from Red Square.

The night is finally coming to an end.

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When Yala woke up again, she found herself on a stocky shoulder.

The streets on both sides are slowly receding.

When she realized her situation, she hurriedly slapped this familiar person:

"Hey, hey, Edmund, let me down, I'm going back—"

The chubby cook just snorted impatiently: "Let you go back to that little white-faced lover? or a green skin?

Yara's face turned red: "That green skin is not my lover!"

"I saw you lying in his arms, that happy face—"

"Didn't you pay attention to our surroundings, hey!"

"Yes! The night is dark and the wind is high, the night is quiet, the moon is under the flower, no one knows, tryst-"

"You're wrong, fatty!"

"That's right, you'll know later-"

"Hey, I'm not going to talk nonsense with you, I'm going to find someone-"

"It's all like this, don't expect me to let you go back,"

"Dead fatty, broken cook, let me down, I'm going to challenge you!"

"It's up to you, you're just better at the 'mortal level', and when you reach the 'super level', come and tell me this. ”

"Hey, I really have someone very important to look for—"

"Don't say it's a green skin, even if you're looking for a prince, it's useless!"

"Dead fatty, stab me with this again! Hey, hey, you just let me down, okay, Uncle Edmund—"

"Are you still coquettish in your twenties? Do you think you're a girl? ”

"Where, uncle, you are in your forties, aren't you as young as a three-year-old child?"

"Hmph, I'm young-huh, what's wrong with that?"

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At the same time, on the other side of the street, Cohen was slapped awake.

In his ignorance, he found that it was actually his immediate boss, the head of the Lobik Dilla Alert Department!

It's just that the head of the hall is facing unswerving at the moment, giving him healing medicine for his serious wounds, and when he sees him awake, he speaks angrily:

"Hero, are you awake? After a night of shopping, did you get rid of the Brotherhood and the Blood Vials?"

"I-"

"You're so bold! Blatantly disobey orders, lone hero! Aren't you very proud?"

"But—"

"But what! If it weren't for your father's face, I would have killed you a long time ago!

"But—"

"But what! I'm really unlucky to have a subordinate like you! You think you're the male protagonist of the Night Temple, and then the one was the heroine just now, right?"

"She-"

"Don't mention that girl! If your dad knew that you came to Hongfang Street in the middle of the night to find a woman—"

"No—"

Even the red card from the Lea Club, Miss Lilian came to report the crime, saying that you went to visit her bedroom in the middle of the night, hey!"

"It's-"

"Patrol captain, second-class security officer, blatantly disobey the order, looking for pleasure in the middle of the night! I tell you, you are ready to suspend when you go back!"

"Ahh

At this moment, in the center of Hongfang Street, there was a second loud bang again!

"Boom !!"

The entire city of Eternal Star heard this terrible explosion!

"Boom!"

This time, the shock wave of the air explosion soared into the sky!

The high-temperature dust that was bounced up by the explosion slammed into it from afar!

Both Director Lobik and a dejected Cohen looked in shock in the direction of the center of Red Square Street!

"It's—terrible," muttered the director, "the city construction funds that have just been approved—"

"Director, you're getting the point wrong!"

"No matter if the money is not the family, you shut up!"

On the other side of the street, Edmund the cook, and Yara, who was on his shoulder, watched in amazement at the aftermath of the explosion.

"Little Yala," murmured Edmund, "fortunately we ran fast and far away. ”

"Is that the point?"

"Didn't the eldest sister say, safety first. ”

"You—my three-year-old uncle is sure enough!"

"Eh, how do you talk!"

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When Tails' legs hit the ground again, he couldn't help but cough on his stomach.

The wounds all over his body seemed to be starting to ache at this moment.

The masked freak stood silent, as if nothing had just happened.

"Ashida—is that magician dead?"

"No," replied in a hoarse voice, "but he won't be there again for at least a dozen years." ”

Tails' heart tightened at first, but then he relaxed.

The madness, anomalousness, and weirdness of the magician impressed him too much.

More than ten years, enough to come up with your own countermeasures.

Tails suddenly raised his head and remembered something:

"I have a companion when she protects me—"

"She's fine," the hoarse voice replied as if it knew what he wanted, "on the way back to the XC area." ”

Tails breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole body went limp.

But then he remembered a crucial point.

"Y-this gentleman," Tails asked cautiously, given a bad record of previous contact with the magician:

"Who are you?"

Tails didn't expect a masked man with a hidden head and tail to answer him kindly.

But in the next scene, it almost made his jaw drop to the ground!

I saw this strange man wearing a mask and a murderous spirit a moment ago, suddenly took a neat step back, put his right hand on his left chest, swung his left arm behind his waist, knelt down on one knee and bowed his head, and replied respectfully and solemnly:

"My name, Yodel Cato, is at your service. ”