A brief glance at the "trash" kicked away by himself, the Phoenix Lord suddenly accelerated and passed through the conspiracy group like a stream of light. In the next second, dozens of heads flew up at the same time.
Males also knew that those people could not stop a Phoenix Lord, and now she lacked high-level combat power, so she ordered the transfer of Veronica at the beginning of the raid.
And she tried to find Everenie who was lost in the battlefield. Perhaps she was the only one who could stop the Phoenix Lord.
However, Everenie is still in a state of confusion. She was suddenly put on the line by a strange god. Before she could react, there was already war around her.
At first she found a place to hide and observe the situation, but as the firepower of both sides gradually increased, she had to emerge from the hiding place, a ruin of a collapsed VIP room.
As soon as she came out, she was caught in a chaotic exchange, and all kinds of consciousness and voices kept burying into her mind. She tried to get information from the chaotic whispers, but it was useless.
The ordinary mind would be driven crazy by such communication, but now Everenie seems to be able to divide part of her consciousness and devote herself to this task.
But then a group of people found her-
Victor had already hated Everenie to the core and sent his strongest killer to take her life.
"roll!"
Everenie shouted loudly, suddenly exerted force, kicking the neck of an elite conspiracy warrior, then wrapped the other one with a whip, broke it hard, and kicked the warrior elite towards his shocked companion.
Now she seems to have endless power, and her speed and reaction are dozens of times that of the past.
Then, she landed on the ground like a cat, and rushed towards the remaining guards.
These dull killers are now responsive from the shock, and they shout in anger, trying to shoot to stop Everenie.
The Shadow Girl hit them like a lightning bolt, her every punch and kick was driven by anger until the last killer fell to the ground and died, and none of them successfully hit Everenie.
But the fight attracted more killers, and they rushed over fiercely, one of whom tried to use the death braid gun to shoot at Everenie.
The Shadow Girl avoided the attacking net and threw out the sword she had just picked up.
The weapon flew past, hitting the gap between the samurai breastplate and the helmet.
"Oh, my dear Everenie, I didn't expect that it would be me to end your life in the end."
At this moment, a disgusting voice came, and Everenie turned her head and saw the soul hunter Valosian Seserak walking towards her.
The sharp blade of the Victor's first thug was covered with blood. It was obvious that he had harvested a lot of lives from the same clan before. He stared at Everenie's body greedily and shook his head.
"It's a pity, it's a pity that we have to part before we have had a happy day."
"Your death will make me happy."
Unwilling to talk nonsense to the other party anymore, Everenie waved her sword and stepped forward.
Valosian immediately curled his smile and responded seriously. In fact, he had realized that Everenie is completely different from the past, so he used all his strength as soon as he came up, sliding around Everenie's sword like no entity.
Even though Everenie could cut down a circle of clumsy conspiracy warriors with every sword swing, Valosian could always avoid every attack.
Valosian's sword emitted dark light in the fire, and his fingertips spilled out energy like blood flowing in his body or rain falling down his arms.
Then, the soul hunter's wrist suddenly moved, and his sickle-like claws passed by Everenie's tilted head, but he still created a shallow hole, allowing the splatter of scorching blood to cut into her collar.
The next second, the wound healed.
Valosian Seserak narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Dear, what's wrong with you?"
"I have entered the path of death, and this is also the only path for all Ada in the future."
"Ha? Are you burned out of your brain?"
Valosian Seserak had never heard of death. In the myth of the Spirit, Ms. Heg usually mastered aging and death, but because of Isa's existence, the concept of death was actually downplayed.
"I'm really a waste of my energy to explain this to you. You'd better die."
Everenie took the lead in attacking, stabbed straight at Valoxi's troops, and then slashed out another arc.
However, the soul hunter was still very fast, and an amazing spiral jumped into the air and avoided Everenie's blade.
But Everenie had already anticipated this, and when her opponent passed by, she suddenly raised her other hand.
A ball of energy hit out, forcing the other party to change the route, and then the sword in his hand also cut in the direction of the other party's dodging.
The sword flew over his head, hitting the abdomen of the surprised soul hunter. In just a moment, it slashed deeply into Valoxian's chest, but the other party's internal organs seemed to have regenerated and wrapped the sword.
"Hehe, Everenie, have you forgotten my armor--"
Before he could finish his words, a burst of psychic shock came along the blade, knocking Valosiara away and falling to the wet ground.
Everenie stared at the other party indifferently, naturally drew an arc with the sword and led herself to turn around. She raised the sword slightly when the second circle was rotated, ready to slide across the opponent's neck.
Then the next second, nothing happened.
A decapitation knife wrapped around the cold force blocked her sword.
"Kandulak—"
Everenie naturally knew the Lord of Mandela. She took a few steps back, stayed away from the biting energy, and became one of the few people who could see the other person's true body clearly.
It was a thin figure with messy hair and a ragged skin of unknown creatures. There were four arms on the torso, and mysterious runes kept appearing on the skin.
As if he realized that the other party saw him, the pale green eyes under Kandulak's messy hair flashed slightly, followed by a whisper like a poisonous snake.
"I want your head."
The next second, the opponent instantly split into nine and rushed from several directions at the same time, as if it was flowing.
Everenie calmed her breath, mobilized her strength and spiritual energy in her body, and then turned the sword in her hand.
After dozens of dings and bangs, Kandulak crawled back to the ground like a hunting leopard. The black blade on his hand scratched gently, making a harsh noise.
Everenie took a few steps back again, then the sleeve of her right hand suddenly fell off, and there was a shallow blood mark on her arm. There were also two crossed blood marks on her snow-white back, and none of them healed immediately.
"Death...yes, the power of death..."
Kandulak's husky voice rang out, and then he raised his body and slowly paced around Everenie.
"What are you talking about?... What's the name of the God of Death..."
“Jena…”
"Jena...I... heard some... legends..."
Everenie blinked and said:
"Then maybe we-"
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a gust of wind breaking behind her. As soon as she turned around, a sharp sword had already pounced on her eyes-