Chapter 1: Cross

Between the broken walls, Zhao Wenrui leaned against a pile of bricks and tiles, and the slightly dark blood was flowing from his fingers, stained with red clothes, dripping down like a broken pearl In the masonry soil.
Zhao Wenrui's expression was amazed, with questioning eyes on the woman who was holding the dagger not far away.
The woman is very beautiful, pure and sweet, but now this beauty has been destroyed by the twisted expression.
The dagger is also very beautiful, with a strange shape and a faint magic light, which is now full of blood.
"What I hate most is how you look like, never care, never understand!" The woman made a hysterical roar, the voice was out of tune, and the fingers holding the murder weapon had no blood because of excessive force.
She looked extremely excited, angry, but implied guilt and confusion. It seemed to be a comprehensive emotion after Daqiu had revenge, but the problem was that Zhao Wenrui had no hatred with her.
"It seems that I have always claimed to be smart. I am actually a fool. I still don't understand what is wrong." Zhao Wenrui's voice was low.
Special weapons, real damage, almost all of the life-saving objects he possesses are powerless.
This is of course, one of the core of the team, the most important treatment of the team acts as a betrayal, the target of this attack is naturally strong enough.
The sense of near death has begun to appear. Zhao Wenrui knows that he has run out of time, and the event master is about to show up.
Hum! Three people appeared in the empty space before.
Is headed by a tall and muscular young man with thick eyebrows and temperament and sunshine, but his deep eyes can make people who pay attention to details realize that his real age should not be as young as it seems.
The young man looked at the embarrassed Zhao Wenrui. He didn't have the joy and pride to remove the enemy, but he was still vigilant, with a bit of a rabbit's sorrowful emotion.
The two people behind the young man were strong and thin, and stared at Zhao Wenrui with a look of fear, arms clenched, ready to fight.
Until now, they couldn't fully believe that the boss of the reincarnation class, Lord Lord of Death Star, would just overturn in a gutter and die.
The murder weapon is the holy weapon of death-God killer.
In order to create this assassination opportunity, twenty-seven reincarnation teams joined forces to collaborate. So far, they have been fighting with the four great gods under the lord Lord and the Dark Army.
Also used special rare items to banish the bodyguard and avatar with the title of Lord of Shadows to another world.
Although so many arrangements have been made, and have already reached this step, they still suspect that Zhao Wenrui has a back hand.
Is really the prestige of this man. There are many powerful reincarnations who found that the individual strength of the Death Star Lord is not strong, and there are many actions, but all died without exception.
Lord's weaknesses have become pronouns such as digging pits and others, and have been circulated among reincarnations.
So this time?
Seems to be done!
"Emperor, hey, it really is no two days." Zhao Wenrui murmured.
The young man waited until he confirmed that Zhao Wenrui's consciousness had been lost before he said lowly: "You are too arrogant and arrogant to disdain communication."
Turning back to the light, Zhao Wenrui's eyes lit up, and looked at the bird as she cuddled to the emperor's woman, contemptuously and without lack of self-deprecating way: "I thought people like us can survive time and time again in the task, just Already extravagant ... "
The voice gradually turned low until there was no sound, Zhao Wenrui died?
From the distance came the ghostly crying wolf-like cheers, the rest of the life after the disaster, fortunate to vent the taste.
When the Lord Lord died, the army destroyed itself, and the victory was decided.
"We won!" The woman raised her head and said.
The emperor touched her back, took the dagger from her trembling hand, and said with emotion: "Yes, win!"
With that, a knife stabbed into the woman's heart, and in the woman's surprised eyes, coldly said: "Charm? Capability? Body? Sorry, but you are dirty here!" Said twisting the handle of the dagger fiercely, Then pushed the woman away.
"Let's go!" The emperor greeted his men and walked away first.
Thin man said: "God-killer ..."
"The Lord is the supreme, and the weapon that kills him will become a dark curse, whoever takes it will be unlucky."
The thin man's greed subsided immediately.
The strong man gave a bite to the woman, and his spit fell on his pretty face. "Bi Chi, who will leave you with something that you don't know how to be grateful for?"
The woman's expression changed from despair to complicated, she turned her head hard and looked at Zhao Wenrui. She wanted to understand something, but it was a little late ...
The woman's eyes quickly lost the glory of life. At the last moment before falling into darkness, she saw Zhao Wenrui's body burning, pale flame, like the color of Zhao Wenrui's strange guardian star Death Star ...
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The wilderness of the Scottish highlands, the wind and the rain, the light is dim, and from time to time there are electric snakes rushing among the dark clouds.
In this dark cloud of mud, two wizards are waving their wands to duel.
They were all covered in muddy water, and their breath was as heavy as a dog's pant, but the young man's eyes were excited and bloodthirsty, and another middle-aged man with a haggard expression was worried, while coping with the battle, he looked down from time to time. The wife and children in the mud.
Finally couldn't help it, and the middle-aged people began to beg for mercy: "I surrender! I am guilty, punish you, but my wife and children are innocent, please let them go. As long as you agree, I will deal with you."
The young man's expression became more and more intense, his eyes bright as if there was flame burning inside. While strengthening the offensive, he chanted: "Death Eaters have no power. Stanley, you can only surrender unconditionally."
"Well, I……"
"Except your weapon!" The young man seized the opportunity and got the wand of the middle-aged man with a disarming charm.
Stanley surrendered, but before waiting for him to speak, the young man cast a spell again: "I'm imprisoned!"
Stanley is bound by invisible forces, ‘Boom’! Suddenly, he fell in the mud and hurriedly said: "You!"
"What's wrong with me?" The young man walked over and said proudly: "I Henry Reeves defeated you!"
Stanley suffocated and said in a deep voice: "Yes, I was defeated by you."
"Drill your heart!" Henry was followed by another spell.
This time was an unforgivable curse. Stanley couldn't bear it, screaming hoarsely, and then vomited a few mouthfuls of blood.
He said with difficulty: "You are Auror! You are the law enforcer ..."
Henry teased and said with a smile: "I am not Auror now. I am facing you from the perspective of a victim whose family members are poisoned by Death Eaters. Damn pure blood!"
"Despicable!" Stanley opened his eyes wide and gritted his teeth.
"Vile? Can it be more vile than a Death Eater whose hands are covered with blood of innocents?"
Henry strode closer to Stanley, and a flash of lightning fell not far away. The instantaneous dazzling light made the young man's expression look terrible.
Said: "It's all your fault, you old-fashioned garbage, the metamorphosis of close relatives, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, a lunatic who violates the usual morality, you are proud and arrogant, incompetent, and steadfast."
"Before the end of the seventeenth century, Muggle-borns were not only accepted, but were often considered to be more talented. The nickname Magbob (magic is derived from nothingness) could tell it all. And what about you? For the fixed class, for control Powerful interests, support fallacies, follow lunatics! "
Another flash of lightning fell nearby, the wind was more intense and the rain more intense.
Henry seemed like a great adjudicator, with a bit of a sigh of roar: "You pure blood is the real evil of the wizarding world, the garbage that should be completely wiped out. Today, I represent myself, and die in you Thousands of innocent people in hand, sentenced to death for you! "
The more Henry said, the louder and louder the expression, the more stern the expression, the more he raised his wand, and he wanted another heart-punching mantra in the Unforgivable Mantra.
At this moment, another flash of lightning struck, just hitting the wand, and transmitted to Henry. Immediately, he was scorched, his clothes were on fire and smoke, and his hair was gray. He glared, fell over, and fell still.
"Ah pooh!"
In the hall, a piece of spitting water, and a rustling voice that wiped the face with a handkerchief.
Fifty judges Qi Qi used the meditation basin to watch Stanley's memory. The duel in the wind and rain is the last paragraph they saw.
This is a scene from the Ministry of Magic of the British Empire that took place in 1985.
Because the person being tried is ancient and pure blood, and the case is special, the person in question is Wizengamo, the highest court in the wizarding world, and Abbot Dumbledore, the principal of Hogwarts, is also one of the judges.
And now, the buzzing noise has shown that the judges clearly have a lot of views on the arrest operation of the thunderstorm wilderness ...