: 2034 The Voice of Death

"boom----!"
The roar of the tsunami resounded through the snowfield.
It was the tsunami of snow.
Under the rush of the cold knife light, the snow was smashed like a tsunami, and then melted into water at a speed visible to the naked eye, disappearing completely.
The knife passed over here, and it fell straight to the head of a Sprepania.
"嘭!"
Along with a blast, the carriage made of metal was easily hit by a blast, and was directly cut into two halves under the sound of "啪".
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah----!"
The sorrow sounded and immediately followed.
It was not only the sorrow of the Russian magician, but also the sorrow of the ordinary villagers escorted by the team.
Sudden movements, and even people think that the bomber of the school city has finally begun to play its original role, intending to turn the entire territory of Russia into a sea of ​​fire, is throwing bombs in the air, so that both sides have screamed.
As for Blanche, it was dropped from the carriage that was cut in half and rolled into the snow.
The head is blank.
Although consciousness can remain awake, it does not immediately understand the situation at hand.
You know, Srepnia is not only a carriage made of metal, but also a genuine costume.
Through the miracle called magic, the power of power can be achieved like magic, actually cut into two halves by a knife?
Are you kidding?
Of course, although I can understand this reality, Blanche understood at least one other thing.
That is, they have been attacked.
When Blanche understood this situation, the rest of the Russian magical wizards understood it.
"Oh oh oh oh oh oh----!"
Just when Blanche had not gotten up from the snow, a Russian magician was a collective shout, manipulating Srepnia and charging toward the attackers.
It is the use of the chariot in the chariot.
Srepnia also has that usage.
Once upon a time, Russian adult education will specialize in the defensive power on the battlefield. Srepnia, which can cross the scorched earth of war, will be sent into it. By its assault, it will smash the formation of the enemy and hardly attack the enemy. The magician group annihilated the group.
If not, Srepnia will not be so swaying in the Russian territory of the battlefield.
However, seeing this scene, Blanche is yelling.
"No!"
It’s a pity that it’s too late to say it.
"choke----!"
Knife light, once again.
Moreover, this time is not one, but a few.
A number of cold knives crossed the snowfield, smashing the snow storm, plunging forward at an alarming rate, and falling on the Sprepania who came from the charge.
"嘭!"
At the same time as the cracking sound, the carriage made of metal was clothed on the front road, and all of them were shot and flew out in the air and scattered into a pile of parts.
Each of the Russian magical wizards was thrown out of the steel compartment. Like the previous Blanche, they screamed and rolled to the ground.
In a twinkling of an eye, the squad of several magicians of the entire Russian adult education was defeated by an attacker of unknown origin.
Blanche saw this happening with her own eyes.
Immediately, while the head finally succeeded, he ran away.
However, Brancia is not going to escape from here.
On the contrary, Blanche also rushed to the direction of the team.
"escape?"
How could it escape?
In my mind, I remembered the attack of the speed of the knife, and Blanche could not imagine how he managed to escape. Instead, he could easily imagine that he was ruthlessly cut by the knife from behind. Two halves, blood splashed on the spot, dead without a whole body.
Therefore, Blanche knows that he can't escape.
One escape, that is a dead end.
The only way to live is for the villagers who are being escorted.
"Use those villagers as hostages...!"
In this case, perhaps there is still a way to live, and the most unfortunate is to be able to use the villagers as a shield to help them fight for the time to escape.
As for the safety of the villagers?
joke.
If you are worried about this, Blanche will not send these innocent villagers to the concentration camp.
However, Blanche’s footsteps quickly stopped and his expression became stiff.
The reason is simple.
"It's okay, don't worry."
I saw that a beautiful girl with gorgeous purple long hair and shining like a star has liberated the vehicles in the team, opened the door for admission, will hide in it, and the villagers who are afraid of the face will rescue them. Out, even in order to eliminate the other party's uneasiness, the sound is particularly soft.
This makes the girl's voice extremely pleasing, as if it is a scorpio, quite pleasing.
Blanche is not very happy.
"Damn!"
The last lifeline was cut off, and Blanche was furious and took out a dagger engraved with runes.
Obviously, that is also a smart costume.
"go to hell!"
Blanche raised his rune dagger in his hand.
As long as the rune is swept down, the trajectory in front of it will be attached with the nature of "cutting", allowing the invisible scorpion of 20 meters to ruthlessly kill the enemy and the enemy's flesh. Give a tear.
Blanche, who was furious and angry, did not find it at all.
Originally, when attacking them, the attackers did not emit any murderousness.
But now, the deadly murder has been released.
then…
"噗哧!"
The tearing of the flesh sounded.
The cold knife passed through the high-lifted hand of Brancia, and cut off his holding hand.
Blood, falling from the air.
"Oh, ah, ah...!"
Blanche’s screams also resounded and filled with pain.
Blanche, holding his broken arm, screamed and stepped back.
Nothing found at all, behind it, already standing on a person.
"Snapped…"
With one hand, hold down the shoulders of Branshaw that has returned.
"!"
Blanche’s screams have come to an abrupt end.
The sound from behind, calmly passed into his ears.
"I would have liked to ask how many Russian bases have been built around this area. What actions have been taken by Russian adult education, and whether the Roman Orthodox Church has activities in the vicinity, and what is the situation of the Russian military? How much information is asked, so I want to stay alive..."
Listening to this voice, Blanche understood.
"Ah..."
That is the fate of the death from hell.
Blanche’s consciousness is interrupted here.
"噗哧!"
In the slamming sound, Blanche only felt that his vision was spinning in front of him, and he fell on the ground.
At the end of the last, Blanche saw his body.
His own body that lost his head, his neck is squirting blood, and he is going to the side.
Blanche’s eyes also closed slowly.
On this day, a team of Russian magical wizards was completely destroyed.