Vol 2 Chapter 24: Bloody Christmas Eve (Medium)

On the high platform, dozens of samurai were rushing towards Xiuyi.
Magic chanting takes time. Although the spirit burn can ignore the level difference, it cannot ignore the number difference. Quickly approaching the opponent and killing the opponent is the truth that every samurai understands.
Even if the oldest warrior lost his combat power because he had hit a soul spell, the subsequent warriors took the opportunity to attack it.
However, no one thought that the last moment was a mysterious boy of an ordinary magician. At the next moment, he suddenly started a close combat like a samurai, as if rushing into a warrior group like a sheep.
Their opponent is not only an alchemist, a magician, but also a samurai.
He has experienced the teachings of two top warriors, Lancelot and Padgett. Even in terms of fighting, Xiuyi is still only a second-level warrior, but in combat skills, vision, and the use of combat skills, Xiuyi has long been The more general samurai category.
The thick and blunt epee should have been dominated by hacking attacks, but at this moment it was cast in Xiu Yi's hands, but it showed a gentle breeze.
The epee lightly blocked a slash by a samurai, and his body made a gorgeous arc-shaped turn. While passing close to the samurai, the blade of the epee had cut through the opponent's throat and provoked A sky of blood.
At the same time, Xiu's mouth continued to sing a heart-warming spell:
"The intersection of time and space, the tightness of the giant wheel and the key, the vertical and horizontal windows of space and time, the ethereal and uncertain door, the void and the real world, open it for those who call it!"
His left hand made a weird six-pointed star gesture. The next moment, when at least three warriors whistled and rushed to his side, they surprisingly disappeared. At the same time, a faint figure appeared behind the samurai.
The sword was cut, and the head of a samurai should fly up.
"Teleport! He teleports!" Someone screamed loudly.
"Void cut!" Xiu Yi's voice was as steady and accurate as his person.
When the warriors turned to the rear, Xiuyi's figure had disappeared again and returned to the original position.
The big sword swept across, and the previous three samurai were broken open by a sword. The internal organs were mixed with blood and water flowing out. They looked at Xiuyi who looked like a ghost with a disbelieving look.
"This is impossible! How can he teleport himself ?!" the samurai cried.
"Ah!" A scream screamed on the open-air platform, and a huge sound wave passed over the theater, and countless audiences in the theater looked up in surprise.
They saw the blood behind the crystal curtain wall like a fountain, and a golden boy launched a fierce counterattack in the pursuit of dozens of warriors.
On the stage, Turandot's performance has entered, and the sound of "No Man's Sleep Tonight" sounded melodiously.
As if in response to the gorgeous and touching tune, the young man's combat posture is elegant and moving.
As if accompanied by the beautiful music dancing the lightest round dance in the world, this tall open-air platform is now used as a stage to show their strength, and the almost perfect light killing technique is displayed in a perfect killing technique.
Those horrific killings that are thought out and thought out, are so elegant and wonderful in the hands of this teenager, as if this is a fine art in itself, a cruel and work of art .
The melody turns gently and gently, but the player is a messenger of death.
This is an elegant and gorgeous court dance, but the performer is a brutal and murderous killer and a corpse made by him.
Everyone who knew him or did not know him was shocked at this moment by Xiu Yi's brutal, calm and graceful killing technique, so that the girls of the Violet Song and Dance Troupe who were singing loudly also stared blankly. The gorgeous and scene behind the curtain wall lost his grasp of his own voice.
Daisy exclaimed directly with a creepy aria. The original lightness of Randy's smooth and smooth steps before Xiu Yi became heavy and dry.
"Oh my god, is that Fink?" Someone whispered. Even at a distance, they could still see the murderer's cold and handsome face.
"No, it can't be him. Fink, it can't be him." Daisy covered her mouth in horror.
Only Clarice, sighing and looking upwards, she knew that it was Fink Danito, that is, Sue Iglell.
Her eyes were full of resentment.
The long-planned killings unfolded relentlessly on the open-air platform. Xiuyi's sword and magic in his hands proved to his strength.
Most of the brownie warriors are junior warriors. There are only a few second-level warriors, and it is impossible to compete with Xiuyi who has the skill of vanishing.
Blood splattered on the platform, and the wailing sound stimulated everyone's heart.
As each samurai fell, Crowder's heart seemed to be severely beaten.
No one had ever told him that the fugitive alchemist was so powerful.
He obviously only has the strength of a second-level samurai, and his magic level is not high, but even using these primary abilities, he has created a miracle to kill.
If someone had told him before that an alchemist could kill his family warrior so easily, he would definitely think it was a lie and nonsense, but now, someone actually told him with the sword in his hand and the blood under his hand, Levels have never been that reliable, and as long as they are used, even weak sheep can be fiercely over lions.
No, his opponent is not a sheep.
(Compared to those fierce warriors under his command, this little boy looks like a weak antelope facing a group of fierce wolves in isolation. But it is not the wolf that indulge in killing pleasure. 1) This It's a desperate irony, the most incredible joke ever of Big 6. An opponent capable of wielding low-level martial arts to such extreme attack energy and deploying in such an elegant manner, Claude could not imagine how terrible it would be if this boy had more powerful power in the future.
It is ridiculous that he is still expecting to find his belongings, trying to kill him.
Now, he almost killed all the samurai in the family.
When the last warrior fell under Xiu Yi's sword, the entire square platform was deadly silent.
All the aristocrats stared at the young man who was just gentle.
After experiencing the killing of the angry lion just now, the young man's face finally appeared tired.
But there was excitement in his eyes.
It was a cheerful and invigorating sensation, the long-awaited feeling of his counterattack against this empire to take the first successful step.
Looking at Claude with provocative eyes, Xiuyi asked softly:
"Are you ... anyone else?"
Claude's heart sank to the bottom of the lake in an instant.
The samurai on the periphery of the magic hood is being attacked by Abrit, and the samurai on the platform has been killed by Xiuyi. The Brownie family faced an unprecedented crisis at once. Claude knew that After the incident, the Brownie family may not appear on the stage of history again.
Offending Lord Abrit, no family can continue to escape in Xiangye City.
Claude raised his head with a bitter smile, and he looked at Xiu Yi:
"Shuegler, I underestimated you, and the Brownie family underestimated you. But I believe that no matter how strong you are, you can't be Lord Aboul's opponent. I can't explain this to Lord Lord Everything, but adults will never let you go. Hehe, maybe you do n’t yet know the temper and methods of Lord Ablist, and those who offend him have never been better off. "
Xiu Yi smiled slightly.
He took back the blood-stained epee, his golden head fluttered against the wind, and Xiu Yi stepped down the platform and proudly said:
"From the moment I came here, I didn't care about him Ablit. I was here, not going anywhere. I waited for him to come up and wait for his death."
On the stage, Turandot's plot is on the way, and the music is becoming more and more magnificent. Xiuyi gently hummed "No Sleep Tonight", but the killing in his eyes has become more rampant.
He stepped on the mud and blood all over the ground, and the dead body in that place, even dancing a cheerful dance on the spot.
Blood footprints gradually appeared on the ground, as if confirming its dance steps.
Everyone's eyes condense at this moment, as if time has stopped flowing ...
The cymbals of drums trembled the air, as if striking on people's hearts.
That was the drum trumpet when Prince Turandot was about to step onto the guillotine.
Although the performance on the stage continued, people's minds have completely flew to the open-air platform, where the nobles lived.
A tall figure in a purple cape walked step by step on the winding staircase.
Every step seems to be imprinted in people's hearts.
Lord Abbot, the sixth-level space teacher Ablit, finally appeared.
After Xiuyi blocked his space teleport with a magic hood, the Master could only use his own feet to fulfill the heavy responsibility of arriving here.
Behind him, a large number of Samurai, also of the Brownie family, lay down in a pool of blood. The killer's method when the division was angry was absolutely merciless.
In the face of the magic shield that isolated everyone from being allowed to go up and down, Abrit's eyes showed an appreciation.
Through that shield, he looked at Xiu, and Xiu, who had stopped his dance, looked at him with a smile on his face.
Ablit raised a finger and pointed it at Xiuyi, and that finger directly penetrated the magic shield, sent it into the shield, and aimed at Xiuyi.
He said, "You are the Hugh Glair who stole my stuff?"
Xiu made a graceful underhand movement: "Xu Yilaier welcomes the master, I am waiting for you, it has been a long time."
"very good."
The next moment, Ablit strode into the magic hood, as if the shield had no effect on him.
Interestingly, while he was entering, this magic hood was not broken in the slightest, just like a blister, with strong self-healing ability.
After Abrit entered, the two looked at each other's eyes, at the same time full of curiosity, appreciation, and the strong murderous spirit.
: This sentence is quoted from "The Devil".