important things……

Li Nuo unconsciously squatted down, fingering the grass on the soil, thinking about what Ronald said was important.

"To make Mirror Master feel important, either he is playing tricks on some poor guy, or... it has something to do with the world... the world... the world where Mirror Master is now... cannot get in touch with my summons..."

Li Nuo's expression brightened.

"Yanan!"

The Mirror Master is in Yanan, that mysterious town covered by the ancient gods. Only there is the possibility of blocking outside information.

Because... at least in the original game, one of the ways to enter Yharnam is in the dream state after falling asleep.

Ronald has been asleep and cannot be contacted.

He wanted to enter Yanan, and he chose to enter in a dream. Why?

"Create a dream again..." Li Nuo quickly came to a conclusion, an extremely terrifying thought lingering in his mind.

Suddenly he heard a sound and the light of fire in the distance interrupted his thoughts.

Li Nuo immediately put away his thoughts and looked at the area covered by flames.

"hotel lobby?"

"Where's Marger?"

"Um……"

"Forget it...don't worry about him, he will definitely be able to solve it anyway."

…

"Ahem!"

Marger was coughing from the scorch smoke. There were broken arm remains everywhere. The dazzling fire light illuminated the surroundings. In front of him stood a hand-long figure.

"Sorimachi?"

Marjie remembered clearly that he wanted to show off just now, but unexpectedly the opponent's rocket launcher really had ammunition, and not only that, the players who came this time had heavy weapons or special grenades for blasting.

At that critical moment, a thin hand held his neck to escape the bombing.

It was Sorimachi, who had been missing forever, who saved him.

"No need to thank me, just think of it as repaying your favor to Baozi." Sorimachi didn't look at Marjie, his words were full of coldness, like a person frozen by ice.

Marjie looked at Sorimachi with admiration, approving of him in his heart, and regarded Sorimachi as a model in the world of showmanship.

At this time, there was a dragon roar in the sky, and the blue fire dragon sprayed fireballs towards the ground, destroying a large number of buildings, and the raging fire covered almost everything around the hotel.

The fat chocobo was also engulfed in flames.

Marger looked at where the fat chocobo was and frowned, "It shouldn't be dead yet...?"

In the sea of ​​​​fire, Sorimachi's figure appeared double under the refraction of the high temperature. He turned his head and said, "Can we still fight?"

The six players were standing far away, separated by a thick wall of fire.

Marjie smiled and said, "Remember to leave your head to me."

The two people jumped out of the sea of ​​fire one after the other and appeared above the flames in the astonished eyes of the players.

Sorimachi punched a snake, and the punch turned into a strong black wind, knocking off the bazooka from the player's hand. The moment his heel just hit the ground, a series of punches followed, and the player's flesh and blood burst into pieces.

The sound of surging steam rang through the air, and Marger punched the man who was best at throwing grenades in the heart, knocking him several meters away and slamming him to the ground.

The two were locked in a stalemate, one with a strange, fast and elusive fist style, and the other with a thunderous and domineering force. Even if the other four players attacked him, he could steadily retreat from the enemy without any harm.

"Good strength." Sorimachi praised, and wiped away the opponent's long stick with one punch.

Marjie relied on his ability to shuttle through the siege of the two players with ease, and did not forget to say: "Huh, I haven't done anything yet."

The four players retreated a few meters, each side refusing to give in. During the stalemate, the four of them gradually became more relaxed.

A player holding a knife said with a smile: "The four of us are in the same team. Without the two troublesome guys who came with us, we can take action without any scruples."

If anyone is a bystander, they definitely don’t want to watch the fight between these people anymore. This is not a fight at all. It’s just talking about each other, one versus the other to see who can show off.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the man finished speaking, a cold light appeared from behind, and blood spurted out from the backs of the four people's necks. When they fell to the ground, they began to turn into black mist.

"I'm tired of hearing this...can't you guys fight faster?"

A man with short brown hair walked closer step by step wearing big leather shoes, holding a very ordinary-looking paper knife in his hand.

"That guy Sauron really... made me pay attention to my sense of proportion, I don't know what he was thinking." The person who arrived was Yake from the Dongzhou hw team.

Sorimachi's eyes darkened. After years of struggling on the verge of death, he could tell at a glance that the person's strength was probably extremely strong.

Yake looked around, and finally fixed his gaze on Marge and Sorimachi.

"Hey~ which one of you is Marjie?" After saying that, he shook his head mockingly, "Forget it, forget it, it doesn't matter who you are, let's go together."

So crazy!

Marjie was shocked. It turned out that he was the best pretentious person!

But Sorimachi lowered his upper body and said softly: "This person is very powerful."

You don't need to tell me, I know that when Marjie saw Yak, he immediately knew that he was a member of the Dongzhou hw team.

"Slick, short hair, muscular build, aquiline nose, sharp eyes, extreme personality, easily agitated."

Marjie clearly remembered Shangjun's description of this man.

The veins on the back of Yak's hand bulged, and he slashed vertically out of thin air. Suddenly, a ghostly wind came over. The two of them felt alarmed and hurriedly avoided it. However, they were still swept away by the aftermath. Their brains were stinging and dizzy. They gritted their teeth and looked at

In the direction of the enemy, the paper knife in Yak's hand was covered with a layer of ice blue, and an ice mark appeared on the ground, extending into the sea of ​​fire behind them.

"Frostmourne?"

Yake sneered, "Sad as a ghost."

After saying this, he took a big step and slashed horizontally with his sword. Sorimachi reacted very quickly, turning into a thin black shadow and sweeping his legs on Yake's arm one by one at a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye. The latter's elbow shook.

As soon as the first page was loosened, the paper knife fell.

"Hey……"

No one noticed the slight curve on the corner of Yake's mouth. He caught the knife with his left hand and moved across Sorimachi's face covertly.

One of Sorimachi's eyes was cut open by the tip of the knife, but he still punched Yake away at the last moment, chased after him, and fought with him.

Marger immediately replaced it. Now that the fire was strong all around, he no longer needed this piece of equipment, so he took out the extra attributes of Scanning Yak.

Marjie was helpless. The two attributes regarding melee damage were simply terrible. It could be said to be the strongest he had heard and seen so far.

"It's quite suitable to be a protagonist with such attributes."

Over there, Sorimachi quickly fell into a disadvantage in the fight with Yak, not only because of the loss of one eye. In terms of fighting skills, Sorimachi was definitely better than Yak, but in terms of agility and reaction ability,

Sorimachi is far from a match.

Moreover, Yak has an extremely terrible advantage, both his left and right hands can be used as his dominant hand.

Just like on the football field, players with strong counter-foot ability will always win the favor of coaches, because such people have no blind spots when using their body movements.

There were several new wounds on Sorimachi's body. The skin was turned out and turned purple. It was visible to the naked eye that these were not only skin wounds but also frostbite.

"This paper knife is kind of interesting..."

Marger retreated to the rear, thinking under the cover of Sorimachi.

Now he is basically sure that even if Sorimachi is added, the two of them are probably no match for Yak, as that guy obviously hasn't contributed much yet.

Unless there is a way to resolve the battle in one go.

Solve the battle once and for all...
Chapter completed!