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Chapter 1,786 Hell Difficulty

There was a crisp clang sound, and the sparks from the collision of the two blades illuminated the two faces.

One is calm, the other is surprised.

The Sausage Hunter knew he was in trouble. He had met a master, a real master. I was afraid that except for the bloodline of the Sword Master, there would be no such powerful force in this world.

"Can we talk now?" Dulan smiled warmly.

The gut hunter stopped attacking, and she was willing to listen, because she felt the chill from the weapon in Dulan's hand, which was a soul-devouring sword.

"What exactly do you want me to do?" the female killer asked.

"It's just a matter of making some simple changes. You can kill or injure Emilia, but you must not kill the man in strange clothes next to her. Remember, you must not kill them. My suggestion is to injure them all. It is best

It’s the level of disability.”

"Your request is more complicated than killing someone. Don't you know that the target is a powerful magician? She is a half-elf known as the 'Frozen Witch', and there are monsters around her. You don't even know that I am here for this mission.

How much preparation have you made for success?" The female killer said that only maiming but not killing would make her job more difficult. The target was not an ordinary girl, but a half-elf with powerful magic. If she was not careful, she would be killed.

"I believe you can do it, and you must do it, because if you can't do it, you will never move forward."

She didn't understand it at all, but in the end the killer agreed. She couldn't beat Duran anyway. She couldn't figure out Duran's identity at all. If she was Emilia's ally, why should she be disabled? If she was an enemy.

If so, why not kill her? And why not kill the people around Emilia? Are the people around her more noble?

The unbeatable killer remembered the request, so she continued to hide in the warehouse, waiting for the target to come to her door.

Cai Yueang is under a lot of pressure. He has died many times. He doesn't know how many more times he can die, and he doesn't know how to change the tragedy. He has obviously tried very hard, but he can't change anything, only once.

He died helplessly time and time again. This helpless feeling grabbed his heart and kept pressing on him.

Arriving at the warehouse again, Cai Yueang was just thinking about what to do. Suddenly he thought that it would be great if someone could help him defeat the killer, but he was helpless in this world, and he couldn't tell the truth. There was no one at all.

If you believe in yourself, no one will help you.

Help yourself? Natsuki Ang was stunned. He almost forgot that he had received help after time travel. There was an enthusiastic swordsman who could be said to have helped him many times. No matter how far back in time, the swordsman would be eager to help.

By the way, if we can invite the swordsman here, we might be able to defeat the killer.

Yes, that's it. Cai Yueang finally thought of a way. But this time it was too late because they were already outside the warehouse.

However, Cai Yueang suddenly calmed down after having a solution, because as long as there is still a chance for reincarnation, he can perfectly solve the problem the next time he looks back. The depression and fear that had been accumulated in his chest were swept away, Cai Yueang

There is even some expectation that a new reincarnation will begin.

"I'll go with you, Aimi Tan." Aimi Tan is Cai Yueang's intimate name for the beautiful girl. Although the beautiful girl and Cai Yueang have only known each other for a few hours, to Cai Yueang they already know each other well.

It has been a few days, and every time the beautiful girl is very tolerant to him, it means that there is still a high chance that he will pursue the beautiful girl.

Although she didn’t know what ‘Aimi Tan’ was called, she felt that she was a little too close. It was just that she was a kind girl, so she didn’t refuse. If she had met a stronger girl, she would have greeted her with a slap.

Of course, Emilia's gentleness is also related to her poor life experience. Because she looks like the legendary witch, she is often bullied. She has few friends around her and does not take the initiative to make friends with anyone. So Natsuki

Ang's thick skin can be said to be the right medicine for him, and Emilia would not refuse him even if he shamelessly attached himself to him. In fact, as time went on, Emilia would actually treat the boy as a friend.

Entering the warehouse, Natsuki Ang was ready to die. He looked at Emilia who knew nothing about everything and thought that next time he would definitely solve everything and he would definitely save himself from traveling through time.

The first beautiful girl I met after that.

The target appears and action is taken.

The smell of blood was in the air, and Emilia wanted to release her magic, but it was too late. The killer had already arrived behind Emilia in an instant, and the knife pierced her back.

Although he was mentally prepared, Cai Yueang felt a little distressed when he saw the beautiful girl falling in front of him. But he did not listen to comfort himself. There must be a chance if there is still a chance.

Wow, the beautiful girl fell into a pool of blood, and Natsuki Ang was next.

Didn't resist? The killer discovered that Cai Yue'ang didn't fight or evade, and allowed himself to get close. He seemed not to be afraid of death. He was indeed a strange man.

Phew, the hunting blade broke through the air, and blood splattered everywhere.

"Ah!" Cai Yue'ang screamed. He was not dead, but his arm was broken. He stared blankly at the arm spinning in the air and screamed in a twisted manner.

Why? There is a big question mark in Cai Yue'ang's mind. In the past, the killer never showed mercy. He just cut out the heart and lungs. Why did he just chop off the hands this time?

Although I have died many times, and the process of death is also very painful, the pain before death is only short-lived, unlike now when my hand is broken and I still have time to reflect on it.

His right arm was broken at shoulder level, and the pain was divided into several levels and echoed in his mind. The initial numbness, then the severe pain, and then the stinging pain, wave after wave echoed in his brain, which was completely different from death.

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The killer disappeared? Cai Yueang found that the situation he faced at this time was more terrifying than death, that is, he was not dead. If he is not dead, he cannot go back and change the ending.

None of this was expected at all. He didn't understand why the killer suddenly became less cold-blooded, "Why don't you kill me, why don't you kill me, kill me quickly!" In the cruelty, Cai Yueang wanted to die.

The killer who left the warehouse said that there are really people who are not afraid of death. As soon as she left, she heard Cai Yue'ang's hysterical screams.

Dulan was not far away, and the killer walked over and said: "I have done as you said, I cut off Emilia's spine, and I also cut off an arm of the boy next to her.

.Are you satisfied?"

"I'm very satisfied." Dulan said: "He is indeed a professional killer, and his strikes are precise."

"Hmph." The killer didn't need Dulan's praise, so she turned around and left. This time, the mission was only half completed. I was afraid that there would be no good results when I returned. I hoped that the organization would believe my explanation.

Dulan stood outside the warehouse, listening to the screams of the time-travelers, thinking that as a time-traveler who didn't even have a novice village, it was unlucky to be directly involved in the King's Tournament. What was even more unlucky was that he also met a man with scientific dialectics.

The spiritual Duran likes to do experiments on human nature the most, and forcibly raises the difficulty level to the level of hell difficulty.

At this time, Emilia's supporters finally discovered that Emilia had disappeared for a day and was looking for someone. They were also arrogant. The candidate they supported went to the streets without any soldiers and disappeared for a whole day.

Genius comes to me, I really don’t know what the supporters think about it.

:.:


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