Vol 4 Chapter 165: The Blood Corps (Part 1)

"go to hell--!"
The crying girl who had torn off her disguise waved the short sword in her hand and screamed and rushed up.
The black-haired wizard standing in the same place seemed to be stupid, standing still in the same place, staring at the sharp blade that came to him in front of him, turning slowly and calmly.
"clang--!"
Just at the moment when the short sword was only 10 centimeters away from the door, it was stopped by the sleeve sword, and the slender cracks spread on the blade of the sleeve sword-too short a sword body to get the strength of armor piercing. It must be quenched to increase the hardness, but it also has the side effect of easy cracking.
"Why kill him, he doesn't have any malice towards you!" Xiao Weiweian cried and screamed, the short sword in his hand desperately thrust, and the spark in the middle of the two time and again sparked:
"He even suppressed the news that you were alive and didn't tell Rut Infinite ... Loren Turin, you demon, did you repay your savior like this ?!"
Waving the sleeved sword, the dark-haired wizard with a calm face stepped back step by step, continually swaying the sharp blade that was facing him.
"Salvation benefactor? Don't be funny ... The night watchman's collective rebellion became a member of the heretic sect, and I'm really curious how Rut Infinit would feel if he knew this."
"What about that? He was for Byrne, to get Byrne out of the control of the Holy Cross Church!"
"Is it to become the real behind-the-scenes controller of Byrne?" Loren shook his head. "That means Governor Gaspar's pet is also related to you? Oops ... that would be more interesting."
As the words fell, the black-haired wizard's sleeve sword cracked; the unbalanced Xiao Weiwei was hit by an elbow thrown head-on.
"I don't care if you are heretics who believe in evil gods, but now the situation is that I can't let a group of night watchers who are hostile to me leave, or sit back and watch a heretic group that manipulates Governor Byrne behind.
"To put it simply, you have to go sideways. Do you understand?"
Vivian Xiao, who climbed from the ground, wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth without a word. Her fierce eyes stared at the figure of the dark-haired wizard, raising her blade.
At the next moment, the crowd around them also took off their robes and hoods, holding a torch in their left hand, and pulled out a blood-stained knife in their right hand, and hated the eyes to surround Loren in the center.
The dark pupils looked around from face to face, and there were quite a few faces he had seen at the banquet of the Wizarding Society and the palace hall.
It seems that I really underestimated them, not only the night watchman and the wizard, but also the nobles of the Red Blood Fort also inserted in it ... Charlotte naively thought that if he defeated Governor Gaspar, Red Blood The castle will be peaceful.
"You destroyed the sacred ritual, defiled the honor of the blood sect, and killed our brothers ..." Xiao Weiwei's eyes were filled with anger, and the tender voice was extremely sharp:
"Wine is like blood, your sins ... can only be repaid with blood! Beyond perception--!"
In the scream, Xiao Weiwei's petite body shook suddenly, followed by an electric shock from the torso to the head, and two gray-blue patterns emerged on her cheeks-because they were so petite, so original The patterns just under the corners of her eyes spread almost all over her cheeks.
"Go to hell, you devil!"
As the voice fell, countless black shadows rushed from all directions to Loren; the black-haired wizard who had fate was still standing still, and even threw away his long sleeved sword.
No matter how strong he is, it cannot be the opponent of so many of us!
Yes, as long as we go together, he will be dead!
Lowen, who lowered his head, slowly raised his mouth.
"The dream of solitude ..."
The next moment, the endless darkness swallowed the small wine cellar instantly, and all the light vanished into the shadows.
The girl wielding a sharp blade widened her eyes, and the anger in her heart instantly turned into fear-power, the power that
given
her beyond the perception suddenly disappeared!
There is no light, no sound can be heard, and no temperature can be felt, only the endless darkness ... The stunned Vivian looks blankly and looks around alertly.
The next second, the light pierced her eyes again, and at the same time she heard the sound of the knife tip ripping her chest into the heart.
"How, why ..."
The pain in the chest awakened Vivien Xiao. The girl suddenly looked up and saw the dark-haired wizard holding the knife handle in her right hand.
The sharp blade pierced into the chest was pulled hard, and the girl with wide eyes dropped like a broken doll from the air into her pool of blood.
Stepping over Vivienne Xiao's body, the dark-haired wizard with a calm look walked to the next person, without any intention of wasting time.
The inanimate body twitched continuously, and plasma spewed from the rift in the chest; Xiao Weiwei, whose eyes were gradually darkened, stared at the increasingly blurred figure of the dark-haired wizard, and the last word of prayer in her trembling mouth:
"Good wine ... like blood."
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"Bay leaf, epilepsy, black ranunculus, elderberry, mandala ... I thought that such an outdated psychedelic agent was only used by Rotel ’s wandering wizards, but I did n’t expect to meet it in Bayern.
Looking at the sterling silver goblet in his hand, the dark-haired wizard standing in the pool of blood shook his head and tried to get into this weird party after all the troubles, but the final result made him disappointed.
The clues that were hard to come by finally broke off so quickly.
"... Although I still wanted to ask, don't you need to leave a mouth to ask for information ..."
Asrell, who didn't know when to appear, stood in front of him with a smile, his scarlet eyes swept one by one from the corpse in the wine cellar, and the smile on his lips was a little stronger: "But now it seems impossible ... Because dear Loren has already wiped out all of them! "
"In my view of the world, there are two kinds of people in this world who can't believe it, and even better don't even listen to it-fanatics and addicts, believing that their words are tantamount to finding their own way."
Slowly looking up, the smiling black-haired wizard looked at the teenager in front of him meaningfully: "Of course ... the evil spirit is not human."
"Even if it's a lie, dear Laurent can certainly get a lot of information from it?" Asrell's cunning smile directly ignored the words of a dark-haired wizard: "Why don't you just kill it? machine……"
"You already knew it?"
Loren interrupted him coldly, his eyes calm: "The so-called" Holy Land "is just a meeting place for this group of people, and even if they are caught, they will not get any useful information."
The corner of the mouth of the unspoken teenager showed a lunar hook, and everything was self-explanatory.
"Besides the dear Loren in this world ... where else does Asriel not know?"
"And you are not going to tell me yet?"
"As long as Loren must know, Asriel must know everything."
"For example ... when I am dying?"
"It must be before that." Scarlet eyes flashed, and the teenager's expression was also subtle: "Loren is Asriel's best friend. How could Asriel put Loren in danger?"
"As for this so-called" heretic church "... well, how about it as an appetizer before dinner? Always running around for power and title, status, wealth, etc. It is boring, and occasionally relaxing stress outdoor activities It is good for physical and mental health, life is always more colorful to be interesting! "
Outdoor sports that are conducive to physical and mental health ... It's really unpleasantly bad.
The dark-haired wizard who rolled his eyes shrugged: "I don't have such good patience to continue to endure this group of dross, or just do it more in line with my style ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The next step is as soon as possible ... um? "
The sudden fluctuation of the power of the void made the black-haired wizard frown slightly, and the blood under his feet was slowly flowing towards himself behind him, as if he had life.
"Dear guests, why do you want to leave so soon?"
The man in red in his throat died, or John, the "front" Bye Night Watchman, swaying from the pool of blood, and the blood donations around him continued to flow in from the wounds on his body, causing his body to continue Twitching:
"On the matter of ruining this great ceremony ... we dross must talk to you ..." Mobile phone users, please browse for a better reading experience. ...

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