In the night when the sound of killings was everywhere, sudden wild laughter kept coming.
On the blood-red street, Morris, the tycoon of the Brotherhood, leaned against the door of a grocery store, breathing heavily, and struggled to pull out a bullless dagger from his shoulder.
Beside him, an elite member of the Brotherhood had fallen, with the same unsupported dagger stuck in the back of his head.
Morris, the fraternity's human trafficking magnate, gasped and waved his hand, stopping the killer Lyock who was about to rush onto the roof.
"We can't chase! Kes just wants us to tire ourselves out."
In the distance, the Blood Bottle Gang’s ‘knife-throwing clown’ Max flew away on the roof, leaving behind laughter all the way.
"But if this continues, we will be harassed to death by him - the clown is a warrior with supernatural powers, much stronger than ordinary psychics."
Leyock jumped down to the street, looked at the five remaining elites around him, all of them were injured, and frowned.
Morris took a deep breath and made a clear analysis: "He, as well as Sui Feng Gui, were all carefully selected to use their unique abilities to restrain us and prevent us from going back to other people to facilitate them.
The super-level strong hands slaughtered our elites, and even if they were killed by the clown with a throwing knife,"
"It's better than being led to the Qi Magician by him - those people are disasters that cannot be provoked." Morris stood up and waved his hand.
"The retreat order should have been passed out, and the same order will probably be issued by Cenza. How many of our people can survive depends on their luck."
Leyock frowned, looked at Morris, waved to the elites, and the group continued to set off.
The killer followed Morris and advised carefully:
"Because of these 'air walls', we have been taking detours, and probably everyone else is too..."
"If we could just go to the magician himself, then—"
Halfway through, Leyock was interrupted by Morris:
"He won't take action easily! And let's not try to find that guy!" Under Leyock's puzzled eyes, Morris had no doubts and directly rejected his subordinate's proposal.
"It is not easy for a magician to maintain such an 'air wall', but since he has chosen to divide and encircle us, he has to rely on his lackeys to kill us, and this is our only chance."
Morris gritted his teeth and showed a ferocious expression.
"Let those hypocrites who think they are noble take a look at the Brotherhood and the strength of us 'lower people'!"
"We who fought out of the sea of blood from the mountain of corpses are not comparable to those big men from the Blood Bottle Gang!"
"Even if we can't get out, Black Sword will avenge us!"
"Even if the enemy is a magician!"
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In a dark house, only an old-fashioned candle burned.
"You mean, all our people are trapped in Hongfang Street? So far, except for a few thugs, no one who can take responsibility has come out?"
Nasri nodded, and kneeling on one knee, he respectfully and fearfully faced his immediate superior, Corbion Lancer "The Sleepless Eye", and reported:
"Not long after I took over the shift of the secret sentry, the first group of people who rushed out arrived. According to them, after Lord Morris ordered the retreat, the first few groups of people who wanted to rush out were all killed by Bald Spin and Dorno.
They led an ambush team to intercept and kill them. It was not until just now that Bald Spin and Dorno died at the entrance of Hongfang Street that they rushed out safely."
No one knows how old "Sleepless Eye" Corbion Lancer is this year. They only know that from the day the Black Street Brotherhood was established, he has been the giant responsible for intelligence collection. He is mysterious and weird, the darkness within the darkness, the secret within the dark.
's secret.
He always hides himself under a dark red cloak, only exposing his dry and thin chin, but everyone who stares at him feels a deep chill.
Lancer pondered for a while and asked slowly:
"Spin and Dorno are both the Strongest Twelve. Spin is extremely tough, and Dorno is good at disguised sneak attacks. To kill the two of them, someone at least above the level of the Thirteenth General can do it. Yes.
Leyock? Is it Moria? Or Adeleanza or the Taron brothers? Or simply the two giants Cenza and Morris? Haven’t found anyone who can be responsible? "
Lancer's words were hollow and ethereal, as if they were coming from another room.
Nasri shook his head, trying to contain the fear in his heart.
What a misstep, Maurice will probably be very dissatisfied with me - Lancer thought silently, remaining calm on the surface.
It's time to clean up the rats in the meeting.
After all, the Brotherhood is different from the team formed by a bunch of old guys twelve years ago.
Lancer smiled strangely and waved his hand to Nasri.
"Wake up and activate all the sleepless people in area xc! No matter if their alert period has expired or not."
"Send all the people from the second and third posts to the intersection of Hongfang Street! From the roof to the sewer, I also want to know how much hair is on the legs of every black fly that flies by.
!”
"yes!"
"Let those who escaped carefully recall the details on the street, select the first sentry experts to sneak into Hongfang Street one by one, and set up sentry posts regardless of sacrifice. Flying pigeons, flares, torches, no matter what you use, at least contact Qin
Cha and Morris! I want a smooth channel to deliver news from Black Street to Red Square Street!"
"yes!"
"Then send people from the fourth post to other areas, from black streets to abandoned houses, smelly ditches to sewers, big markets to the west city gate, and be on full alert! At this time, we cannot let down our headquarters' alert!"
"yes!"
"The fifth post is divided into two teams! One team notifies the other giants in the meeting, and the other team immediately rushes to the Kingdom of Exter to bring that old guy Ramon back! If he doesn't want to, just say that this is the will of the Black Sword
!”
"yes!"
Cenza and Morris were both among the Big Six, and they were not vegetarians. The Blood Bottle Gang wanted to trap them without spending any money, but it was impossible! Lancer lowered his head and stroked the ruby ring on his hand.
After all, that damn fat man was a figure who could be the queen of the Black Sword back then! As for the tall guy Qinza, well, the only thing that was tougher than his fist was probably his character.
And, Lancer secretly thought, there is also Edmund, that damn cook...
The outcome is yet to be decided.
Lancer's expression suddenly changed under his cloak, and he discovered something was wrong with his subordinate.
"Is there anything else you haven't said?"
"Yes!" Nasri fell down in cold sweat and gritted his teeth:
"The brothers on patrol just discovered that all the beggars who found the abandoned house ran away!"
"We only captured some of them, and they are now being held in a water prison and are preparing to be tortured."
Lancer's jaw moved slightly.
Sleepless Eyes asked calmly: "What is the torture for?"
Nasri clenched his fists, dropped his head suddenly, and struggled to spit out the news that made matters worse:
"Quaid Rodda, died in the abandoned house!"
"His deputy, Narric, is outside at the moment, asking to see you, sir!"
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"Go down and hide." Yara's tone became cold again.
"There is no escaping this battle."
Thales quickly slid down and lay down next to a hidden stone pier, taking out a black cloth and covering his nose.
Even though the surroundings are already filled with the smell of blood.
As soon as Thales took two breaths, Yara scurried around and jumped onto the roof.
The female bartender did a backflip, folded her upper body behind her body, and pressed her hands on the ground, as if she was avoiding a hidden weapon.
"call out!"
As Yara turned over, Thales heard a rapid sound of wind echoing through the street!
Immediately afterwards, Yara fell from the roof to the ground, and the two knives on her legs had already reached her hands.
The wolf leg knife was slashed out one after another!
A few gusts of wind blew away quickly.
In the indistinguishable wind noise, Thales only heard two "whoosh" sounds and the sound of clothes flying around, and he didn't know whether Yara had been hit or not.
Then, a thin gray figure appeared on the street.
"Yo yo yo, isn't this the female bartender from the Sunset Bar? She's wearing goggles and wants to go swimming?"
"Don't be so surprised. After all, I once hid my appearance and went to the dark streets to drink."
"You are also wearing gray today? It's a pity that the weather is not good, otherwise we would be dressed as a couple."
A feminine and weird voice, a frivolous but not disrespectful tone.
Yara never talked much during the battle. She squatted down on one knee gently. Thales knew that this was a sign that she would use her strength.
The man in gray clothes took a few steps forward. Under the dim moonlight, the tattoos on his face were barely visible.
"Perhaps I should introduce myself as Midela Rolfe. You can also call me - 'Ghost of the Wind'."
Thales's heart tightened - another twelve strongest.
"By the way, sister bartender, was it you who killed Dorno and Spin?"
"Don't get me wrong, I actually hate those two scourges, but my lord has an order——"
Yara started accelerating without warning!
The next moment, Yara, who was silent, had already galloped in front of him.
The two knives at weird angles cut out at the same time and change direction at the same time.
Killing knife!
Thales shouted excitedly in his heart.
After watching Yara fight so many times and fight her way in and out of the crowd, it would be a lie to say that she didn't have any hope of becoming stronger or a desire for power in her heart.
But Rolf disappeared into thin air!
Cut the air with two swords.
It didn't work? Thales felt nervous.
Yara didn't stop at all, she turned sharply, and the wolf leg knife in her right hand rushed into the air!
"Ding!"
There was a crisp metal impact.
Rolf's figure reappeared on Yara's right side and took two sharp steps back.
"Hey, why are you like Lyock?" Rolf flicked the hidden sword on the back of his left hand and said helplessly: "Could it be that all the killers in your brotherhood can sense my location? Also, you
I don’t like to say—”
But before he finished speaking, a wolf-leg knife flew towards him!
Instant killing knife.
"Hoo ho ho!"
There was a strong wind around Rolf, and the wolf-leg knife in mid-air was blown away and flew unsteadily.
"when!"
Then he was knocked away by his sword.
But Yara's figure was in front of the Sui Feng Ghost in an instant, almost no slower than a flying knife!
Before he had time to react, the female bartender slashed her left arm across Rolf's chest!
Did it hit?
Thales was so excited that he was waiting for this "Instant Killing Knife" to be successful.
But he was disappointed to see that the gray clothes on Rolf's body were fluttering and flying upward against gravity at an incredible speed.
Dangerously missing this fatal blow!
But Thales felt that Rolf's dodge this time was a bit embarrassing, because his figure was actually vaguely visible, no longer as invisible as before.
Yara wanted to continue the attack, but her feet seemed to be tripped by something invisible, and she was unable to continue her continuous and unstoppable attack.
The power of wind? Thales lowered his head and silently recalled the knowledge from his previous life.
The female bartender stepped back silently, picked up another wolf-leg knife on the ground, and waited for the next opportunity.
"It's really dangerous. A bartender in a fraternity has such strength?"
Rolf gently wiped a scratch on his waist and abdomen, his expression unhappy.
The wound was deeper than expected, and the angle of the knife was weird—the speed and force of the strike were beyond prediction.
Is it a sword technique that can threaten even super masters?
I seem to have heard it somewhere.
Yara adjusted her goggles, holding the knife, and squatted down on one knee.
"Hey, bartender," Rolf saw the other party preparing to attack, and suddenly said in a sinister voice:
"Before I came to Xingchen, I also traveled on the mainland for a while, and I once saw an assassination in the Principality of Sera."
"That was the most direct, risky, and most difficult assassination I have ever seen in my life."
"The assassin used two swords. He used force from the roof and galloped out. The attack was continuous and irresistible."
Rolf lowered his head, his feminine voice full of solemnity and solemnity:
"So, 'Locust Blade' Ba'annette Sariton."
"Who is yours?"
Yara didn't reply, but Thales instinctively felt something was wrong.
Baanette Sariton?
The next moment, the graceful figure of the female bartender had galloped out and was in front of Rolf's eyes!
Thales had an illusion that the silent female bartender's mood changed after hearing that name!
The female bartender, who had been silent for a long time, roared like crazy: "Stranger!"
Yara Sariton took action with anger!
Until now, Thales has seen Yala take action many times, and it has always been quiet, low-key, direct and fatal.
But this time it's different.
This time, Thales heard like never before, Yara's sword exploded and roared like thunder!
"boom!"
Rolf's expression changed dramatically.
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"Keng!"
The two swords clashed together like thunder!
Both figures erupted with shimmering energy, one star-blue and the other reddish.
The promising aristocratic police officer, Cohen Karabiyan, was gritting his teeth with difficulty, feeling the power coming from the enemy's sword. The opponent was no weaker than him, at least a super-level swordsman - he hadn't encountered him in a long time.
Such an opponent?
Ever since you left the battlefield fighting the orcs?
Or was it that time when you challenged Miranda yourself?
The two forces were intertwined, but Cohen knew that he was already slightly behind.
The star-blue power began to flicker on his silver-white sword, and Cohen knew that if he continued like this, he would be the loser sooner or later.
Then his body suddenly shook, causing vibrations that staggered the two people who were fighting swords.
The two figures suddenly separated and took a few steps forward using inertia.
It took Cohen six steps to stabilize his body.
His enemy, on the other hand, used two steps to grasp his balance.
Cohen looked solemn and began to feel that it was necessary to rethink Director Luobik's words.
Then he turned around, looked at the difficult enemy in front of him, and asked aloud: "What you are using is one of the sword styles of the Tower of the End."
The other party didn't reply.
"You are also a swordsman of the end. You have trained in the Tower of the End. You can obviously have a better place."
"But why are you willing to succumb to the Blood Bottle Gang, be a gangster, do evil, and bully the weak?"
"The Heart of the Sword granted to you by the Tower of Termination, is it the realization that you are a lackey, bullying the weak and afraid of the strong!"
His enemy slowly turned around. He was equipped with a black half-armor on his left shoulder and a red bandage on his right arm. Under the red and black clothing, powerful muscle lines were vaguely visible.
This is a man with fair complexion, but it does not make people feel elegant or delicate, because the look projected in those eyes is really full of murderous intent at this moment.
The swordsman in red and black clothes silently looked at the security officer from head to toe.
Was it this green-skinned mouse that got through the trap?
This green skin, this stance and starting hand - is he someone who came from the Tower of the End and has experienced in the army?
Just listen to this red and black swordsman, turning the cyan long sword with only one side guard in his hand, and said nonchalantly:
"Hey, Qingpi."
"When did the Police Department dare to take care of the Blood Bottle Gang's affairs?"
Cohen took a step forward, closed the distance between him and the swordsman, and said coldly:
"I am not questioning the other sword now as a vigilance officer, but as the Terminator Swordsman-Koen Karabiyan! Answer me!"
The scene was quiet for a few seconds.
Until the expression of the red and black swordsman gradually became serious:
"The heart of my sword is uninhibited will, free choice, and the pursuit of power."
"As long as what I want is met, it makes no difference to me whether it's the Blood Bottle Gang, the Brotherhood, the Shield of Shadows, the Secret Service of the Kingdom, the Royal Guards, or the Tower of the End."
"So, your question is completely meaningless."
"As for you, Qingpi, you are willing to be a lackey of a country. What you got from that conservative tower is the consciousness of a lackey, right?"
After hearing that the other party was a Terminator Swordsman, but had no respect for the Tower of Termination and was even slightly hostile, Cohen's face finally became solemn, filled with surprise and shock.
He recalled the story his teacher had told him while drinking when he was training in the tower.
The tragedy of brothers fighting each other and fighting each other.
Cohen gritted his teeth in disbelief:
"you……"
"You are the inheritance of the Sword of Ending outside the tower!"
"You are a member of the 'Sword of Disaster' lineage!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the red and black swordsman moved!
The reddish power of termination surged around him like a tide, gathering into ferocious waves and slashing down with his cyan sword with astonishing force!
The sword intent is fierce and violent!
Cohen only felt that his whole body fell into a red vortex, and the power of termination around him was fragmented and unable to be mobilized.
The swordsman's fierceness followed his long sword and rushed towards Cohen's chest!
His fair face was also covered with frost and was no longer as calm as before.
Just listen to the red and black swordsman's cold voice: "'Sword of Disaster'! Disaster? Are you comparing us to those monsters?"
"Is this what you call Lord Crassus's sword?"
Cohen gritted his teeth, and the two swords clashed rapidly in the air!
"That's fine," the swordsman still managed to say out despite the fierce sword duel: "For you outdated, conservative, effeminate academics, we are your destined disaster."
"One day, we will destroy the Tower of the End and prove your absurdity."
The tone was cold and full of murderous intent.
It was the same as the green sword that surged towards him the next moment.
Cohen's sword blocked the front of the long blue sword, but only for an instant, the opponent's surging and violent finishing power came like a furious wave!
Cohen was shocked as the opponent's finishing power invaded his body without any hindrance!
It corroded his strength like strong acid.
The vigilance officer's sword flashing with blue stars was instantly deflected.
Cohen gritted his teeth in shock and retreated in embarrassment, but the green sword was like a murderous intention that followed him everywhere. No matter which direction he moved to dodge, it seemed that he could not avoid it!
The young security officer's heart skipped a beat, and his own power of termination surged up to cleanse the alien invaders from his body.
This is the glory of the stars - Cohen sighed secretly: The finishing power that should have shined in fierce battles was used by himself in this way.
The next moment, the security officer's silver-white sword flashed and was held out again. This time, it stabbed directly into the swordsman's throat.
But his enemy was still crazy and reckless, turning a blind eye to the incoming sword, and just urged the green sword in the red tide in his hand to roll towards Cohen's heart!
The crimson power of termination exploded with the sword intent, tearing the clothes on Cohen's chest.
Cohen struggled to maintain his sword intention, but he saw hopelessly that the two swords passed each other, and in the friction of the final power, each stabbed towards the other's heart and throat!
Damn it!
Is this the style of the "Sword of Disaster" line?
Such a crazy and fierce sword style, unparalleled strength, will to do whatever it takes, and the awareness of losing both sides.
And... I have never encountered a strange power of termination that is so violent that it can even invade the body...
No wonder he was kicked out of the tower!
Cohen smiled bitterly and faced his death.
There are two swords, one green and one white, one triggers a crazy and unstoppable red tide, and the other sparkles with a faint starlight that is uncertain in light and dark.