Mo Hen raised his dagger high and looked at the groups of black-clothed 'creatures' in front of him. Each of these creatures looked exactly the same, and they should be the same species as those who attacked Mo Hen last time. They are 'blood demons' from hell, and they have their own
He has the ability to think and judge, but he is only loyal to his master.
Lo and behold, I found him indeed, although it was faster than expected.
"Your master is too impatient and wants to get rid of me quickly?" He looked mockingly at the swarms of creatures in front of him.
The ink-colored ocean in Mo Hen's eyes quietly faded away, revealing the frozen wasteland. At this moment, she showed her sharp edge, and the dagger she held exuded majesty.
"Your Majesty...I'm sorry...Master's order...cannot be violated...Don't blame us...we are...rude!" One of the monsters in black robes who seemed to be the leader roared in a hoarse voice, and all the monsters suddenly came to him.
Mohen is coming!!
She took the dagger and ran towards the creature in an instant. The dagger rose and fell with decisiveness. Helplessly, the monsters came in waves, one after another, and each one had some ability. Strange attacks kept coming. Mo Hen used both hands.
, but always get injured.
Although it sounded so easy just now, it was still very difficult to actually deal with it. After all, her strength had not yet been fully restored.
One strange attack after another left large and small wounds on Mo Hen's body, and blood stains were all over her body. She couldn't tell the difference between friend and foe, only that it looked very scary. The wounds that were superficial at first healed quickly, but
In the following battles, more and more scars accumulated. Gradually, the wounds stopped healing, and Mo Hen began to feel dizzy.
In the alley at this moment, killings continued, and the roars of monsters and the splashing blood all told how terrifying the scene inside was.
But the girl with the long flowing hair was still killing inside. Even though she was exhausted, she persisted stubbornly. No one knew what she was insisting on. The blood stained her fair cheeks and even the dark eyes.
The frozen wasteland was also stained with blood.
Every time an attack hit her body, tearing pain swept over her, but she gritted her teeth and returned it tenfold.
She couldn't die. At least she couldn't die now. She told herself so.
Two hours later, the night was deep. The alley that once screamed and screamed was already silent, with only the girl's weak breathing still echoing. The once clean alley was in a mess, with blood splashing everywhere and corpses lying on the ground.
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Mo Hen put away the dagger, leaned against the wall, and hugged her arms. Every wound on her body was deep enough to see the bones and stopped healing. She had lost too much blood, and her cheeks were paler and colorless than before, plus the wounds on her body and face
The blood stains were as scary as ghosts.
She raised her hand, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and walked step by step toward her villa while holding on to the wall. Her weak body had drained all her strength, and now she was unable to exert any advanced abilities.
There was only one road that could lead to her villa, and it had to pass through everyone's villa. She tried to walk towards the villa from a secluded place, and every time she moved, she would tear wounds all over her body.
At about four or five o'clock in the morning, Mo Hen finally stood in front of the iron gate of the villa, showing a victorious smile. During the fight, the blindfold was torn off, and his eyes, one ink and one blue, were once again covered by the ocean.
She won. She didn't die. She survived the siege of hundreds of 'blood demons'.
The only clarity in his mind collapsed at this moment, and Mo Hen finally sat down against the wall and fainted.