At the same moment, in Tanaya Park near Valletta Hospital, a man in black armor stood with his hands hanging down and put down the black sword at his side. At the same time, he also slowly waved away the black aura around him: "Okay.
…”
"you win."
"..."
Tania is still unusually quiet in the dark night. Even this park, which usually attracts a large number of people, does not have a single figure at this time. Only the quiet fallen leaves and dull air are floating in the air, still lingering on the black armor-covered sky.
Around the man in black armor, it seemed as if what he had said before was just talking to himself. The man in black armor stood still and waited for a long time, and finally could only look at the swaying grass blades around him and the same people on both sides.
The motionless stone sculpture shook its head helplessly: "Do you need to be so concerned?"
"..."
"Okay, I know this may not be fair to you, but...it's not my idea." The man in black armor played with the sword in his hand and frowned: "Logically, we
I haven't had much interaction with you yet, but our differences will always exist."
"It's better to solve it early than later, right?"
"..."
The road paved with stones stretched forward in scattered directions along the direction he was in. The flowers, plants and bushes on both sides were also frozen there like stone sculptures, and then they were gradually swallowed up by black in the similarly frozen air and disappeared.
There was no light in the distance. Looking at this world that seemed to respond to nothing, the man in black armor sighed again, then looked at a building in the distance that suddenly became extremely dark, and raised his hands in a gesture.
: "Since you don't want to have a good chat so much, then... I'll leave."
"We'll talk some other time."
Somewhat indifferently, he let out two muffled laughs. The man in black armor pulled out his long sword, and then slowly retreated along the road paved with stones. In the dull dark night, it seemed that only iron boots were crushing him.
The sound of footsteps hitting the ground sounded rhythmically. However, it was not until the man exited the bushes and walked outside the park that his eyes that had been constantly scanning the surroundings finally stopped. He put away his sword and stood up straight.
, then turned around and silently took a step towards the right. A trace of fine metal crossed from far to near, and the next moment it crossed a long distance, stabbing him in the blink of an eye.
A black aura rose instantly in front of him. He shouted and raised his long black sword. The dark hilt blocked the almost imperceptible attack, and then with a sudden swing, the tip of the sword was lifted.
The black air condensed above was thrown into the distant sky.
boom--
As the grass, trees and statues were blown down by the descending airflow, a place deep in the night was gradually covered by the black air, and then slowly melted away in the gradually spreading air, leaving a huge open space.
, as if the flowers, plants and stones here had never appeared before. However, the man who saw this scene slowly shook his head, stood up rather dissatisfied, and then shook the long sword in his right hand.
, inserted it back into his waist: "This didn't even hit..."
"Okay, okay, I'm really leaving this time."
A dull smile appeared behind the mask again. The man in black armor continued to look around, then slowly retreated along the left side of the road, and finally disappeared into the night one by one. And until the tranquility there lasted for a long time,
A panting fat figure rolled out from the other side of the bush with difficulty. He took a few hard breaths and sat down at the intersection where the man in black armor was standing before, with his face like a round pancake.
, only then did big drops of sweat begin to ooze out.
"Damn it, if this kind of person comes around a few more times, my life will be shortened."
Wiping the sweat on his head vigorously, the fat man took out a piece of white cloth from his pocket as if he had remembered something, and wiped his face aimlessly: "I'm still not used to it... blah.
"
He stared at the white cloth in his hand for a long time, as if he was thinking about something important, and then he put the towel on his shoulders. His chubby head followed the shouts that sounded in the distance.
Looking towards the still dark building: "Pamir, Kane, and that Anweina..."
Patting the dirt on his body, he stretched hard while sitting where he was, and then disappeared in place with the gradually blowing breeze, leaving only scratches scattered all over the park, and
The last message he left.
"I hope they are still alive."
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Anweina is indeed still alive, but she is not living well now.
Since she got married and settled in Tania City, apart from her daily life and the work of caring for patients, she has never experienced such a tragic battle or death so close at hand. If it hadn't been for today
If an important patient comes and she has to work a night shift, she may pass by the corpses in front of her and such a strange situation, and then greet her neighbors the next morning.
She learned some news that shocked the world through the sounds and conversations, and then continued her ordinary civilian life with the tea she had made. At this time, she had no chance of these things and could only continue to huddle in the corner of the room.
, quietly waiting for her fate - ever since the man who suddenly appeared from the window blocked the madman-like enemy for her, the battle between them has changed direction, and has become a four-dimensional battle.
The airy place has been moved upstairs to a more chaotic place.
The reason why the place became chaotic was because the nurse, who was still huddled in the corner, could still hear the disturbingly fierce fighting sounds from above where she was.
"S-Sir..." On the hospital bed next to her, a man in black who was still alive asked tremblingly: "Do we... want to be transferred?"
"I can't run anywhere like this." Pamir, whose whole body was wrapped in bandages, placed his hands safely on his chest, and his eyes exposed through the cracks were full of calmness: "
Instead of wasting all that effort and going on in embarrassment, it would be better to wait here...to take the opponent's next move."
"But, but... we have suffered heavy losses now, and we don't know the number of assassins." The man in black quickly replied: "Master Yang has not come back yet, only a few of us..."
"Our lives are not valuable, but your life..." Another man in black also hurriedly advised: "You can't make any mistakes!"
"...You don't have to be afraid." Pamir shook his head calmly: "If they could take action, they would have done it long ago. If they hadn't taken action until now...either they had scruples in the first place, or the person above them
, so that they have some scruples.”
"Difficult, could it be..."
"hehe."
There was a low laugh in his mouth, Pamir looked up at the crackling ceiling with some sigh, then raised one of his hands with some difficulty, and pointed at the woman who was still huddled in the corner: "Put it on
She... pull her over too."
"...Sir, our numbers are already..."
"Don't worry, just protect her." The nominally highest ruler of the principality, the leader of the parliament, exhaled slowly, and then showed a bitter smile: "Maybe..."
"Her life is more valuable than mine."
boom!
A black figure suddenly appeared above the gap in the room, and like a falling meteor, it hit the wall on the other side of the room. Then, amid another chaotic collision of debris and in full view of the public, he cursed loudly.
Then he got up: "a%#a! Get out of the way! I'm going to kill him!"
"You must be mentally retarded. You don't have the skills to curse others..."
Duan Qing, who was upstairs, blocked the two steel claw attacks from the side and rear with a knife, and then poked his head towards the bottom of the hole: "It's better to sneak around and attack me from over there."
"%a%#a..."
The hoarse-voiced black-clothed killer seemed to become even angrier. He threw the dagger in his hand into the distant sky angrily, then took out a longer serrated dagger from his waist, and suddenly moved from that
He jumped out of the hole in the building, then fell completely into the dark night that seemed to be deeper, and stabbed Duan Qing in the back: "Go to hell!"
"Hey……"
The dagger glowing with cold light drew a streak of white light in the air, creating a full moon in the sky. Then it passed by Duan Qing's vest and chopped directly into the wooden board of the building——
Duan Qing, who was holding a long knife, took two steps forward, lifted the tall and thin man's steel claws and pushed him a distance of two meters. While compressing the movement space of the black bat-like man again, he also successfully pushed him away.
The attack from the back penetrated into the wooden board. Unexpectedly by the sudden force of the opponent, the tall and thin man's horse face seemed to stretch even longer. He forcefully pulled back his hands that had been pushed up high, and then spun around.
With his foot, he kicked the face of the man who was close at hand before.
"You should know one thing."
His voice came from the air, but the next moment, the voice was covered up by the sudden roar of the knife: "People from the Principality..."
"enthusiasm!"
The sword light reflecting the metallic light connected into a flat surface, rising from the place where the man fell. The shadow of the sword spread out along the direction where his head hung upside down and formed a waterfall, making the man scream like a drake.
The killer once again forced himself back. The last knife was inserted into the ground of the house. The man's body straightened into an iron plate when he suddenly stopped. Then, just as the tall and thin man in front jumped up,
A big circle appeared horizontally: "Hospitality!"
clang!
The nurse in the room trembled and retracted her eyes from the suddenly pulled out blade, and then covered her ears hard - a sound of metal friction and collision resounded through the night sky, followed by a sound of metal friction and collision.
After a while, there was the sound of two heavy objects falling to the ground in the distance.
"You can experience this anywhere in the principality."
With a knife, the black-clothed killer who sneaked up from behind was forced back. Duan Qing picked up his kitchen knife and climbed up from the ground tremblingly: "Even in Fars... it's the same."
"But this is Tania!" The black-clothed killer not far away licked the weapon in his hand, and then laughed hoarsely: "Hahahaha! This is the ruthless center of the principality, the purgatory of civilians, and...
"
"The tomb of the brave man!"
boom!
He took a few steps forward and rushed to Duan Qing's side in an instant. Then he raised the blade in a moment and punched the opponent's blade: "A person's physical strength is not infinite! No matter what you do,
sharp……"
call--
The blade like a door panel suddenly turned, swinging in a large circle in front of the black-clothed killer. Then the blade was horizontally and vertically, and it instantly struck the dagger he had just raised, knocking him to the ground with both the dagger and the dagger.
It flew out.
"Too much nonsense."
After spitting in that direction, Duan Qing wiped the corners of his mouth, then threw a medicine bottle in his hand to the side of the building: "This is how all villains die."
"What is that?" Demon Hunter, who stood in front of him again, retracted the idea of bullying him again and asked expressionlessly.
"Don't worry, it's not a stimulant, it's a specialty of Fenghua Town." Duan Qing exhaled and replied: "It can restore my strength and let me make two more cuts."
"Your weapon... has the special effect of accelerating attack speed." The horse-faced man did not continue to pursue the previous question, but thought for a moment, then looked into Duan Qing's eyes: "This rare special effect, even those
Even the president can’t take it out.”
"You are not from the Imperial City." He whispered to himself: "Who are you?"
"Passerby." Duan Qing flicked his knife, and then breathed in vain: "There is no guild, but there is one in the adventure group... Do you want me to introduce it to you?"
"..."
"Since you are looking at me so sincerely, then you should listen carefully." Seeing the other party staring straight into his eyes, Duan Qing drew an S-shaped pattern in the air, and then did a few beautiful tricks
Daohua: "We are a red soul adventure group from heaven to earth! If you are not convinced, you can come here to cause trouble for me in the future. If our boss dares to frown..."
"Don't listen to him!"
"ah--!"
There were shouts from the distance and roars from behind sounded at the same time. Correspondingly, there was the figure of the black-clothed killer rushing up from behind again, and the reflection on the steel claw that was suddenly handed to Duan Qing.
The cold light came out. Duan Qing, who was being attacked from the front and back, raised his eyebrows, but the kitchen knife in his hand did not pay attention to either side, but turned half a circle in front of him, and then with a sudden movement of his wrist downward, he smashed it straight.
On the floor beneath his feet.
【Ding--】
boom!
As the ceiling collapsed again, the three figures who collided fell together in an instant and fell into another dark ward next to Pamir's room. A black whirlwind swirled to the ground the next moment.
He stood up, scattered the debris that fell on the tall and thin man's head, and then kicked Duan Qing in the head, but stopped abruptly in front of the man - the downward movement of the knife did not change at all.
, Duan Qing fell to the floor in the room with his knife in one breath, and then thrust his big knife into the ground, and the blade met the tall and thin man's ankle: "Now..."
"It's time to solve your problem."
Looking at the other enemy struggling to rush up from behind, Duan Qing clapped his hands and swooped down, holding the opponent's dagger-holding arm against the wall behind him. Then, he twisted around the moment after the impact and knocked the opponent away.
His wrist was twisted into a reverse angle: "Crack."
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
"Shut up!"
He punched the opponent's chest with his backhand, and Duan Qing finally smiled. Then he picked up the dagger in the opponent's hand and stabbed him in the heart: "Doesn't it sound familiar...
Royally ugly?”
"you you……"
Surprised eyes burst out of the black-clothed killer's eyes. He looked at the dark face belonging to Duan Qing in Lu's room. His eyes followed his movements and he looked up, trying to see his name clearly.
However, the darkness brought by death swallowed up his consciousness the next moment, leaving only the last words Duan Qing left when he turned around: "You should not have ended up like this, it's a pity..."
"Your character is so bad."
This chapter has been completed!