The Bloodthirster exploded, triggering heavy fires and easily shattering the windows along the way. Flames poured into Morrowind Stronghold, carpets and curtains burned together, and ancient famous paintings were reduced to ashes in the firelight.
The strong wind surged through the wind duct behind the wall, and the dense whistling sounds overlapped together, like a grand movement. In this passionate and graceful music, the ancient castle withstood the test of history.
Vosilin and Aimu hugged each other, lowered their bodies, and relied on the long table that fell behind them as a cover. The fragments caused by the explosion were nailed into the heavy table board.
After the blazing fire, Aimu helped Woxilin stand up. At this moment, both of them were covered with a layer of ashes and looked dirty.
Wosilin coughed a few times. Even though she was not affected by the explosion, the violent impact was still uncomfortable. With the surge of ether, a blue light track emerged on Wosilin's body, and the extraordinary power
The blessing made her feel much better.
Aimu's condition is as usual. In the state of the body of steel, with her body strength, unless she encounters an explosion head-on, this impact will have little effect on Aimu.
Aimu looked around vigilantly, "Is it an attack from the Night Clan?"
"Except for those lunatics, there should be no one else," Vosilin frowned, "But how could it go so smoothly?"
Wosselin didn't understand how this majestic castle complex standing on the edge of the mountains and rivers could be breached so easily.
"Don't think about that yet!"
Aimu groped randomly on the debris-strewn floor, rummaging through boxes and cabinets.
"What are you doing?"
Wosilin looked at Aimu suspiciously. Aimu's behavior now seemed like taking advantage of the situation and looking for any property in Morrowind Stronghold.
"Silverware! As an extraordinary noble, the Clerks family should have a lot of silverware, right?"
As Amu spoke, he raised the candlestick and rubbed its surface carefully, wiping off the dust to reveal its bright silver color.
"found it!"
She waved the silver candlestick excitedly. Woxilin understood Aimu's intention and immediately joined Aimu's rummaging, trying to find as many silverware as possible before the enemy arrived.
"Yes, there must be a lot of silverware here, let's look for it again!"
Vosilin thought of the history of Morrowind Stronghold. In the era older than the Dawn War, the Night Tribe had had many disputes with it. In order to prevent various crises, the Klex family forged many silverwares. Even if there were no
When a crisis strikes, this can be regarded as a kind of accumulation of wealth, and there is nothing wrong with it.
The monster's low roar came from the corridor. Aimu raised his hand to signal Woxilin to stop. Aimu clenched the silver candlestick with both hands, and complex mechanical noises sounded from under the body, like a fully wound machine.
Exploded that fatal blow.
The flickering firelight cast a ferocious shadow. He smelled the breath of a living person and approached the corridor. The moment he turned around, the silver candlestick came quickly, like a whipping silver whip.
In an instant, the bloodthirsty man's terrifying head exploded into a ball of dirty blood. The restless blood came into contact with the silverware, making a harsh sound of strong acid corrosion. But this time, it was not the silverware that was corroded, but the blood itself.
The active blood squirmed and evaporated, and the flesh and blood on the cross section of the bloodthirsty's head turned into a dead gray-black color. There was no longer any life left at all, and he collapsed completely.
"careful!"
Vosilin shouted, and when Amu smashed the head of the bloodthirsty, another bloodthirsty crawled in from the collapsed wall.
Pulling out the decorated silver plate from the cabinet, the solid metal was like clay in Wosilin's hands, easily twisting its shape and turning into a simple silver glove, which was tightly put on her fist.
Vosilin stepped forward, causing the ground to shake slightly, and then she appeared in front of the other bloodthirsty almost out of thin air. Relying on the silverware on her fist, she hit the bloodthirsty in the chest with one blow.
The bloodthirsty man stood there sluggishly, his chest slightly sunken. The huge impact penetrated the layers of flesh and blood and the alchemy armor under the skin, shattering the internal organs and shattering the bones. Then the entire back exploded, and the minced meat was mixed with filth.
Blood splattered all over the floor.
Wosilin took a deep breath, her heart was beating fast. Even though she had become a condenser, her cardiopulmonary function was still very poor.
More footsteps were approaching here. At the end of the corridor, Vosilin saw those ferocious figures. Different from the bloodthirsty ones she had just killed, they were equipped with strange alchemical devices. Out of caution, they
, Wosilin did not attack rashly.
Another figure passed over Vosilin.
"I think everything about this job is good, except that it's hard to stay elegant all the time."
Aimu took off her coat and exposed her second skin. The dim yellow fireworks reflected on the smooth second skin. She was like a dolphin jumping out of the darkness.
"I'll go first."
Aimu said to Vosilin.
This is what Boluogo taught her. As a body of steel, she has enough trial and error costs to clear the way for her teammates who are made of flesh and blood.
Aimu didn't give Wosilin time to reply. She strode forward, raised her right hand, and the complex mechanical structure began to rotate. A crack extended from the palm to the wrist, and then a sharp sword blade protruded from it, accompanied by
The crack closed, and the blade was locked in the palm of the hand.
Ever since Borogo gave his advice, Aimu has been trying to transform himself, and this emergency blade is one of them.
More importantly, this sword blade is considered part of Aimu's body, which means that Aimu's secret energy and harmonious body can also work on it.
Aimu's pace gradually became faster, and finally he ran with all his strength. The bloodthirsty man came towards him, and the two were like bulls colliding.
The moment they were about to make contact, Aimu suddenly jumped to one side, stepped on the wall and jumped diagonally, jumping over the head of the bloodthirsty man.
Aimu kicked the ceiling again, like a guillotine falling, the blade accurately hit the bloodthirsty man's head and penetrated to the cervical spine.
One hit kill.
The bloodthirsty man's body softened, but with his death, the alchemy device was triggered, and the restless blood boiled.
In an instant, the already majestic body of the bloodthirsty swelled a bit again. Aimu sensed the crisis, but she had no time to escape in this narrow space.
Wosilin tried to rescue Aimu, but it was too late. The blazing fire rose at the end of the corridor, the roaring explosion took away her hearing, and the oncoming heat wave blew Wosilin's body,
Push her firmly to the ground.
After the impact and smoke dissipated, Vosilin climbed up in panic. Among the burning ruins, she only saw gray and black on the ground, and there were more in the distance. From the aftermath of the explosion, the bloodthirsty stood up again.
.
"Aimu..."
Vosilin called in a low voice. Before she could feel sad, a familiar voice sounded.
"I'm here!"
A blurry shadow walked out of the ruins. As the resonance body was lifted, Aimu's body materialized, and in the golden light track, the body began to reconstruct.
Relying on the penetrating ability of the co-string body, Aimu can freely move through the building without the obstruction of ether mutual repulsion.
"The explosion should have been caused by these guys!"
Aimu vigilantly confronted those bloodthirsty ones. Even if these guys could be killed easily, they would still cause serious damage after death.
If you don't evacuate as soon as possible, you will be devoured by the explosive fireworks.
Aimu could use the consonant body to travel quickly to avoid the impact of the explosion, but Woxilin obviously couldn't do it. Through simple observation, Aimu also discovered that Woxilin was physically exhausted.
They are not suitable to continue fighting against the bloodthirsty. Neither Aimu nor Vosilin are good at frontal battlefields, and those who are responsible for frontal battlefield operations have no idea where they are now.
Aimu stopped complaining. She realized that with Boluogo's temperament, he would come to the door without the enemy coming to him. Now this guy should be having a great time fighting.
"Let's get out of here," Aimu rushed to Wosselin's side and grabbed her, "You know this, where should we go!"
Several options flashed through Wosilin's mind. She hesitated slightly and said, "Go and take refuge. I have something to do."
Aimu asked, "What's the matter?"
"These Night Clan have only one purpose, to tear up the Dawn Oath," Woxilin analyzed, "I need to confirm it with my own eyes. You go to seek refuge, and I'll go to the Wind Cellar."
Aimu tried to stop Wosselin, "Are you crazy?"
Vosilin said, "You are guests, but I am different. I am part of this place."
Ai Mu pulled Wo Xilin, and after a simple ideological struggle, she made a decision, "I will go with you."
"You don't need to take the risk."
Vosilin shook her head. After all, they had only known each other for a few days, and their friendship for a few days was not enough to make Aimu go through fire and water.
Aimu did not continue, she simply and rudely concluded, "If you help you, you are helping me!"
"ah?"
Before Wosilin could say anything more, Aimu walked around behind Wosilin and hugged her waist. Wosilin was much taller than Aimu. When she was held like this, Aimu looked like a coquettish child.
"I have always resisted this kind of thing before... Although I am not used to it now, I can't help it!"
Aimu said something that Wosselin couldn't understand, "People have to try to change, right? For example, accept others!"
"what are you saying?"
"Be prepared, what comes next is going to be a little weird!"
Aimu answered Wosilin with action. The golden light track covered Wosilin's body, and all kinds of strange feelings lingered in Wosilin's heart.
"Take a deep breath, it's normal to feel a little weird!"
Aimu's energetic voice sounded, but the difference was that this time her voice sounded directly in Wosilin's mind.
The golden light track covered Vosilin's body, overlapping with her alchemical matrix, and the voice of joy echoed in her ears.
"Now it's Invincible Iron Fist mode!"
Yesterday, the power and water at home were out for a whole day, a whole day! I felt like I was in jail! I couldn't code a single word, and the healthy circulation of manuscripts was once again in crisis! I will update it today, sorry.