Only his own voice echoed in the empty room. Dongchen raised the back of his hand and rubbed his nose: "How long do you want to hide?"
He found me? Impossible!
Ruite, who was leaning against the wall and only separated from Dongchen by a pipe, pushed up his glasses.
When he didn't get an answer, Dongchen, who was rubbing his nose, lowered his sword and lowered his eyes.
Rhett still didn't move.
The two faced off invisibly, and as time passed, the atmosphere became more and more depressing.
Sudden!
A series of low shouts sounded in the darkness!
Nawu, Sanmanduo, Fazheluo, Nan, Han!
boom!
The dark red blood-evil aura filled the air, and the power of the blue soul gathered. The Mayan crystal skull that was snatched from Safeleg with all his life gave Dongchen new abilities.
The power of the soul surged, and gradually, a shadow appeared behind Dong Chen, a shadow with only half of his body, a shadow whose face was unclear but extremely terrifying.
Cold sweat slid across the bridge of his nose, Rhett's Adam's apple twitched twice, and his original confident expression completely disappeared.
What is the monster inside? It is obviously only the sixth level of the human class, but why did it become the seventh level of the earth class in the blink of an eye?
A difference of one level, a world of difference!
In today's world, the difference between cannon fodder and nobles is level six or seven. Dongchen's unexpected change made Rhett, who had always been calculating, panicked and angry at the same time.
Accident? No need for surprise!
The tapping of footsteps was very rhythmic. Dongchen raised his knife and turned his head with disdain on his face: "Are you finally willing to come out?"
"Hmph, you killed my people and you just want to leave like this?" Although Dongchen has the upper hand, Rhett also has his own trump card.
With his eyes fixed on the sound pipe and the man with glasses walking out of it, Dongchen's pupils suddenly shrank: "Are you a noble retainer?"
The calm voice has no fluctuation, just like a quiet lake under the moonlit night.
Rhett's footsteps stopped: "How much do you know? It's really rare."
As if a little surprised, Rhett looked at Dongchen carefully from head to toe, pushed up his glasses and looked confused: "There is no coat of arms on you? Are you a traitor? Or an exile?"
"Traitor? Exile?"
With a cold snort, he stepped forward and waved his sword.
The ten-meter distance passed in an instant, and he squinted coldly at the blade passing by him. Rhett, who was slightly sidestepping, didn't bother to look back.
Turning around slowly, facing Rhett with a look of contempt on his face, Dongchen held the knife in his hand: "You are very stupid."
"stupid?"
He can't even calculate the length of the attack. A guy who can't hit anyone calls himself stupid? How could he tell...
vomit!
Staggering, he lowered his head and looked at his unscarred chest. Rhett clenched his fists blankly and spat out a mouthful of blood: "Why?"
As he moved forward, Dongchen, who was silent and silent, showed no intention of explaining at all, and the blade of the knife that was dragged on the ground rustled loudly.
With great difficulty, he raised his head and looked at the monster in front of him. Looking at the monster's blazing eyes, Rhett's gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose exploded.
Step sideways, turn around, and swing the knife.
After the attack just now, Dongchen used the blade this time, slashed at the waist and leaned forward.
The gentle breeze slid across his skin, like a girl's touch. Dongchen, who had no real feeling in his hands, suddenly turned around.
Staring attentively, the body that was broken into two pieces was shattered and dissipated.
What I just cut... was an afterimage!
"Boy, whether you are a traitor among the nobles or an exiled sinner, you are dead today. Your head will be placed in the exhibition hall of the Seton family."
The sound coming from all directions makes it difficult to determine the direction. The layout of the sewers is complex and the space is small. If you shout a sentence loudly, it can echo for a long time.
In a place like this, whoever gets the upper hand is half closer to success.
Rhett leaned against the shadow, his viper-like gaze slowly moving along with Dongchen's shadow. This was the unique skill of the Seton family.
In a battle between strong men, staring at the body will produce a strange reaction, thus revealing the position. Staring at the shadow does not. This is a very practical little trick. But it took Rhett a full ten years to learn this little trick.
Worth it? Not worth it?
What the nobles have in their hands cannot be obtained by the common people even if they work hard for their whole lives. Rhett is an orphan, and it is pure luck that he can enter the Seton family. Otherwise, there is no telling whether he will survive until now.
Exhaling a long sigh of exhaustion, Rhett took off the tie around his neck and folded it, and took out eight rolls of thin alloy wire.
The black and slender alloy wire is very elastic and extremely sharp. The texture of the super alloy allows it to bend at will. In order to achieve the goal of killing with one hit, Rhett quenched poison on it, a very rare mineral poison. Ordinary people only need to cut it
If the epidermis is broken, it will be fatal within 0.3 seconds.
Ai Lian caressed the God of Death in her hand, and Rhett's snake-like pupils narrowed into gaps.
Opportunities come while waiting.
Dongchen was still pacing.
Facing a sneak attack, moving and waiting in place are two ways to deal with it. Each has its own advantages and disadvantages, but Dongchen prefers to look for fighters while moving rather than standing still.
"Where exactly?"
After calculating the time, Bergobold should arrive, but Dongchen was not happy, but started to worry.
Although we still don’t know the details of Bergobold, but how fast is this guy’s body reaction?
Developed brain, weak...
not good!
One foot stepped in the air and gravel flew away. The moment Dongchen adjusted his steps, Rhett suddenly took action.
An attack as fast as lightning, a whooshing wind mixed with crackling sounds.
Looking back attentively, ripples split the air and shot out.
Pointing his toes together, he retreated violently, facing an attack that was pursuing him. Dongchen glanced at the wall behind him from the corner of his eyes, and suddenly took action.
Sword Flash Arc Yue had been holding the Alpha alloy sword on his back and swung it forward resolutely. A wisp of moonlight rose up from the dark ground.
The cold moonlight spreads out bits of starlight, reflecting the bloody light.
Ping ping ping ping... After the loud neighing, only a piece of blood-stained clothes was left on the spot.
Retracting the line with trembling fingers, Rhett smiled, picked up the fragments, looked at them, and declared loudly that he had the winning chance: "You are dead."
Pain, pain deep into the bone marrow.
His whole body was convulsing like an explosion. Dongchen gritted his teeth and blood flowed from his scratched wrist, but it was no use!
As the poison spread, Dongchen felt his vision gradually blur.
The patter of footsteps sounded, and a blurry figure appeared in front of him.
"You know? You really made me angry. Because of you, I had to give up the task assigned by you." With a gentle tone and cold murderous intent, Rhett looked away from his fingertips and looked at Dongchen: "You're guilty
You have committed the unforgivable sin. Therefore, you are destined to die."
The corners of his mouth were raised with a cold look in his eyes. Just as Rhett was about to take action, his ears moved, and a lazy voice sounded from behind.
"If I were you, I would stand still." Bergbold, who was leaning against the wall while pointing his pistol forward with his left hand and holding a cigarette from his head with his right hand, sighed leisurely: "Although I hate that guy very much, I hope he ends soon.
.But Annie will be sad. For the sake of my lovely baby, you... better not move."