As soon as she saw a stranger appearing opposite, a sharp and crystal ice gun suddenly condensed from the palm of Ms. Desperate, and threw it towards the target.
With the help of the recoil, she tried to break the car back and enter the street.
She was not without doubt about the sudden situation and the strange enemy. On the contrary, she was very puzzled and did not understand why someone could find her whereabouts so quickly. It was no less difficult than destroying a metropolis, or teleporting directly from Beckland to East Bailang of the Southern Continent from Beckland.
But as a Desperate Witch in Sequence 4, growing up from the Assassin step by step, she understands that she cannot be distracted and talk nonsense at critical moments, and it is not too late to consider all the issues later.
So, she chose to attack directly, wanting to take the opportunity to escape.
She could already imagine wherever the ice gun passed, the white frost condensed, the cold sealed the world, and the strange woman with black hair and black eyes was frozen in layers of crystal clearness, and she had to break through the obstacles to have the spare energy to catch up.
At that time, she must have left this street and mixed into the crowd.
However, the picture she was looking forward to was not presented. As soon as the crystal and dreamy ice gun was removed, it disappeared silently in the air, not knowing where it went.
Angel!The desperate witch's eyes narrowed, and black flames suddenly rose up all over her body, spreading the disease, and intending to ignite everything around her to create a large-scale fire.
At this moment, her body trembled strangely and frozen in place.
She saw her left hand disappearing from centimeters and spreading upwards rapidly, making it difficult to contain it.
In her eyes, the beautiful and dull female opposite, her pupils were dark and dark, as if she was hiding a pure darkness.
You are not!Who are you……
The words of the desperate witch came to an abrupt end, and the whole person was like a sketch, quietly erased by an eraser, leaving no trace.
Her final eyes were filled with fear and despair, and her position was empty, as if she had never sat in someone.
The woman with a beautiful face and a dull expression pulled the hood of the classical robe, and the corners of her mouth moved almost unconsciously, and her figure disappeared instantly.
…………
On the outskirts of Queens, on a trackless public carriage.
Tris sat quietly in the corner wearing a veiled hat.
She didn't go straight to the Tassok River as others thought, fleeing along the water, or heading to the nearest railway and climbing the train.
She chose to return to Beckland.
Only this metropolis with a population of more than 5 million, various hidden forces and many extraordinary people can help her escape the follow-up tracking of the Witch Sect!
At this moment, she was very nervous and always wary of the terrifying old housekeeper Finkel.
Suddenly, her head became dizzy.
When her vision returned to normal, she realized that she had magically left the public carriage and was standing next to the muddy road in the suburbs.
Tris's pupils contracted rapidly, and he looked around with caution.
Then she saw a figure in a classical robe and a black hood, and noticed the other party's black eyes hiding in the shadow.
For some reason, Tris was like returning to her infancy, so weak that she had no power to resist at all.
Cold sweat broke out on her forehead, her legs trembled violently, but she couldn't move.
This is the most terrifying enemy I have ever faced... Even the high-ranking witch I saw before did not give me a similar feeling... Am I going to die here... Is the escape operation that I am unwilling to give up again and again is about to end... The strong sense of despair and uncontrollable sadness occupied Tris' heart, making her seem to have fallen into the deepest and deepest nightmare.
Suddenly, a faint blue light flashed in front of her eyes, lifting the curse that could not move.
Tris looked ahead again, there was no such extremely terrifying figure. Everything just now seemed like the most real hallucination.
But when Tris lowered his head, he was shocked to find that the sapphire ring on the little finger of his left hand had been broken and lost all his glory.
The remains of rings and gems fell one after another.
…………
Klein rolled and flipped, bypassing the collapsed stone pillar and Mr. A who was seriously injured and was being treated, and ran to the entrance opposite.
As for the slowly condensed characteristics left by the Master Key, he didn't even look at it, so as not to be blocked by Mr. A.
He knew very well that even if he took all the magical items and was fully prepared, he might not be the opponent of the Shepherd, not to mention that he only had Azker copper whistle and three extraordinary bullets on his body, and even one match was not left.
Even if Mr. A is seriously injured, Klein dared not take risks. He heard that Bishop Rose, who is in the pre-sequence, is very good at flesh and blood magic, and is no worse than himself who can transfer wounds at the physical level!
Squeak!
He opened the heavy door.
The natural light outside shone, the clouds in the sky were dyed thin yellow, and the sun was pale and dim.
Klein rushed out and found that the location was in the mountains, with high peaks standing around it, making the place extremely hidden.
Dingdengdeng, he ran wildly, not even walking on the mountain road. Instead, he relied on the clown's skills to go down the slope, sometimes rolling and sometimes swinging with the help of trees.
Hurry!
He heard the sound of the river flowing, it was right in front, just below!
But at this time, a strong wind blew and rolled towards him.
Klein made a quick decision, his knees softened, and rolled in a diagonally forward.
Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
The position where he was originally standing and the direction he was moving forward were cut into deep ravines by wind blades.
Mr. A fell from the wind, wearing a cloak of blood still squirming.
He pointed his hand and a piece of meat suddenly flew out of his body, expanding in the air, and exploded suddenly.
Boom!
Drops of blood and a little bit of meat flew across, Klein overturned with his hands, dodged most of it, and hid behind a giant tree.
The huge tree was sputtered out blood holes, and the decay traces quickly spread around them.
Klein was running just now and had already put bullets on the revolver. He was about to raise his hand and shoot Mr. A's eyes when he saw a deep darkness appearing in the other person's eyes.
Suddenly, Klein knew that although the scene around him had not changed at all, he had been forcibly dragged into a dream.
He once killed a nightmare, at least a nightmare... Klein kept awake and saw Mr. A flashing to the side in violation of logic, turning into a long blood-colored blanket, covering it with unavoidable cover.
Want to rely on nightmare, my heart stopped beating?Klein's thought flashed and he responded.
This is his dream, and he can simulate anything when he is awake!
So, a pure, dazzling golden sun appeared on the spot, and the clear and scorching flames instantly ignited everything around them.
What Klein imagined was the scene when he saw the eternal sun in his dream divination!
Almost in no particular order, he left his dream and heard a muffled groan.
Mr. A took a step back and two strands of blood flowed out from the end of his nose.
The robe woven with flesh and blood flowed slowly on the surface, as if it had melted.
Bang!
Klein snapped his fingers and lit the trees thirty or forty meters away.
Under his feet, the withered weeds had long been burning, and the flames were liberated upwards, wrapping his body.
Mr. A was so beautiful that his face was not as beautiful as a man, and suddenly he had a little more feminine beauty. A crystal-clear, cold and weightless ice gun condensed in his hand, and threw it towards the burning trees dozens of meters away.
As soon as Klein jumped out of the pile of flames, his pupils reflected the dreamy and transparent tip of the gun.
The tip of the gun became bigger and clearer, occupying his entire eyes.
Klein rushed out, his body covered with a thin layer of white frost.
The transparent gun then extinguished the flames and allowed the thick ice layer to spread around quickly, and Klein was about to be included in it.
Klein, who was in mid-air, suddenly shrank into a ball, half-turned his body, and his head was facing down.
He stretched out his left hand, gently pressed the ice layer, and then soared into the air again, leaving the cold realm, but the surface of his palm was frozen at the contact point, and it was torn down with a thorn.
Rolling up and standing up, Klein put his hand into his pocket and pulled out his homemade sleeping spell.
Just as he opened his mouth and was about to spit out the spell, his nose suddenly itched and he sneezes.
Ah snee!Ah snee!Ah snee!
He had a headache and fever, and he sneezed, and was unable to fight back.
Sick?Being infected with a disease?As soon as Klein had a clarity, he felt countless silk threads that were hard to see in the naked eye rolling over and entangled himself into a mummy in a sense.
He is not unfamiliar with similar experiences, knowing that this is the extraordinary ability of the Witch of Joy.
At the beginning, he relied on using talismans to make both the enemy and us fall asleep at the same time, and then with the help of his own specialness, he got rid of control. Now, Mr. A maintains a distance of about 20 meters.
However, Klein is not just a clown, his moving fingers make a crisp sound!
After a moment of rushing, all the spider silks around him were lit, as if they had turned into giant torches.
Klein just jumped out of the red and started sneezing again, accompanied by a violent cough, and many extraordinary abilities wanted to use them, which were interrupted by themselves.
At this time, the feminine beauty on Mr. A's face disappeared, and there was a bit of majesty that was high above.
He stretched out his right hand and gently held it, and Crane immediately had a premonition that he would only be spinning in place if he ran away.
Mr. A, wearing a blood-colored robe, showed a cruel smile, and a transparent and illusory ancient book appeared in front of him.
The ethereal and lofty sounded:
I came, I saw, I recorded.
Ah snee!cough!cough!
Klein wanted to avoid it, but was powerless. At this moment, he had never experienced the power of the Shepherd. He was worthy of being the most comprehensive and unscrupulous person under the demigods. He was the most comprehensive and unscrupulous person who was the strongest!
Even if he was not prepared, many magical items could not be used, but being suppressed like this and having no power to fight back is enough to illustrate many problems.
With the help of the recoil, she tried to break the car back and enter the street.
She was not without doubt about the sudden situation and the strange enemy. On the contrary, she was very puzzled and did not understand why someone could find her whereabouts so quickly. It was no less difficult than destroying a metropolis, or teleporting directly from Beckland to East Bailang of the Southern Continent from Beckland.
But as a Desperate Witch in Sequence 4, growing up from the Assassin step by step, she understands that she cannot be distracted and talk nonsense at critical moments, and it is not too late to consider all the issues later.
So, she chose to attack directly, wanting to take the opportunity to escape.
She could already imagine wherever the ice gun passed, the white frost condensed, the cold sealed the world, and the strange woman with black hair and black eyes was frozen in layers of crystal clearness, and she had to break through the obstacles to have the spare energy to catch up.
At that time, she must have left this street and mixed into the crowd.
However, the picture she was looking forward to was not presented. As soon as the crystal and dreamy ice gun was removed, it disappeared silently in the air, not knowing where it went.
Angel!The desperate witch's eyes narrowed, and black flames suddenly rose up all over her body, spreading the disease, and intending to ignite everything around her to create a large-scale fire.
At this moment, her body trembled strangely and frozen in place.
She saw her left hand disappearing from centimeters and spreading upwards rapidly, making it difficult to contain it.
In her eyes, the beautiful and dull female opposite, her pupils were dark and dark, as if she was hiding a pure darkness.
You are not!Who are you……
The words of the desperate witch came to an abrupt end, and the whole person was like a sketch, quietly erased by an eraser, leaving no trace.
Her final eyes were filled with fear and despair, and her position was empty, as if she had never sat in someone.
The woman with a beautiful face and a dull expression pulled the hood of the classical robe, and the corners of her mouth moved almost unconsciously, and her figure disappeared instantly.
…………
On the outskirts of Queens, on a trackless public carriage.
Tris sat quietly in the corner wearing a veiled hat.
She didn't go straight to the Tassok River as others thought, fleeing along the water, or heading to the nearest railway and climbing the train.
She chose to return to Beckland.
Only this metropolis with a population of more than 5 million, various hidden forces and many extraordinary people can help her escape the follow-up tracking of the Witch Sect!
At this moment, she was very nervous and always wary of the terrifying old housekeeper Finkel.
Suddenly, her head became dizzy.
When her vision returned to normal, she realized that she had magically left the public carriage and was standing next to the muddy road in the suburbs.
Tris's pupils contracted rapidly, and he looked around with caution.
Then she saw a figure in a classical robe and a black hood, and noticed the other party's black eyes hiding in the shadow.
For some reason, Tris was like returning to her infancy, so weak that she had no power to resist at all.
Cold sweat broke out on her forehead, her legs trembled violently, but she couldn't move.
This is the most terrifying enemy I have ever faced... Even the high-ranking witch I saw before did not give me a similar feeling... Am I going to die here... Is the escape operation that I am unwilling to give up again and again is about to end... The strong sense of despair and uncontrollable sadness occupied Tris' heart, making her seem to have fallen into the deepest and deepest nightmare.
Suddenly, a faint blue light flashed in front of her eyes, lifting the curse that could not move.
Tris looked ahead again, there was no such extremely terrifying figure. Everything just now seemed like the most real hallucination.
But when Tris lowered his head, he was shocked to find that the sapphire ring on the little finger of his left hand had been broken and lost all his glory.
The remains of rings and gems fell one after another.
…………
Klein rolled and flipped, bypassing the collapsed stone pillar and Mr. A who was seriously injured and was being treated, and ran to the entrance opposite.
As for the slowly condensed characteristics left by the Master Key, he didn't even look at it, so as not to be blocked by Mr. A.
He knew very well that even if he took all the magical items and was fully prepared, he might not be the opponent of the Shepherd, not to mention that he only had Azker copper whistle and three extraordinary bullets on his body, and even one match was not left.
Even if Mr. A is seriously injured, Klein dared not take risks. He heard that Bishop Rose, who is in the pre-sequence, is very good at flesh and blood magic, and is no worse than himself who can transfer wounds at the physical level!
Squeak!
He opened the heavy door.
The natural light outside shone, the clouds in the sky were dyed thin yellow, and the sun was pale and dim.
Klein rushed out and found that the location was in the mountains, with high peaks standing around it, making the place extremely hidden.
Dingdengdeng, he ran wildly, not even walking on the mountain road. Instead, he relied on the clown's skills to go down the slope, sometimes rolling and sometimes swinging with the help of trees.
Hurry!
He heard the sound of the river flowing, it was right in front, just below!
But at this time, a strong wind blew and rolled towards him.
Klein made a quick decision, his knees softened, and rolled in a diagonally forward.
Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
The position where he was originally standing and the direction he was moving forward were cut into deep ravines by wind blades.
Mr. A fell from the wind, wearing a cloak of blood still squirming.
He pointed his hand and a piece of meat suddenly flew out of his body, expanding in the air, and exploded suddenly.
Boom!
Drops of blood and a little bit of meat flew across, Klein overturned with his hands, dodged most of it, and hid behind a giant tree.
The huge tree was sputtered out blood holes, and the decay traces quickly spread around them.
Klein was running just now and had already put bullets on the revolver. He was about to raise his hand and shoot Mr. A's eyes when he saw a deep darkness appearing in the other person's eyes.
Suddenly, Klein knew that although the scene around him had not changed at all, he had been forcibly dragged into a dream.
He once killed a nightmare, at least a nightmare... Klein kept awake and saw Mr. A flashing to the side in violation of logic, turning into a long blood-colored blanket, covering it with unavoidable cover.
Want to rely on nightmare, my heart stopped beating?Klein's thought flashed and he responded.
This is his dream, and he can simulate anything when he is awake!
So, a pure, dazzling golden sun appeared on the spot, and the clear and scorching flames instantly ignited everything around them.
What Klein imagined was the scene when he saw the eternal sun in his dream divination!
Almost in no particular order, he left his dream and heard a muffled groan.
Mr. A took a step back and two strands of blood flowed out from the end of his nose.
The robe woven with flesh and blood flowed slowly on the surface, as if it had melted.
Bang!
Klein snapped his fingers and lit the trees thirty or forty meters away.
Under his feet, the withered weeds had long been burning, and the flames were liberated upwards, wrapping his body.
Mr. A was so beautiful that his face was not as beautiful as a man, and suddenly he had a little more feminine beauty. A crystal-clear, cold and weightless ice gun condensed in his hand, and threw it towards the burning trees dozens of meters away.
As soon as Klein jumped out of the pile of flames, his pupils reflected the dreamy and transparent tip of the gun.
The tip of the gun became bigger and clearer, occupying his entire eyes.
Klein rushed out, his body covered with a thin layer of white frost.
The transparent gun then extinguished the flames and allowed the thick ice layer to spread around quickly, and Klein was about to be included in it.
Klein, who was in mid-air, suddenly shrank into a ball, half-turned his body, and his head was facing down.
He stretched out his left hand, gently pressed the ice layer, and then soared into the air again, leaving the cold realm, but the surface of his palm was frozen at the contact point, and it was torn down with a thorn.
Rolling up and standing up, Klein put his hand into his pocket and pulled out his homemade sleeping spell.
Just as he opened his mouth and was about to spit out the spell, his nose suddenly itched and he sneezes.
Ah snee!Ah snee!Ah snee!
He had a headache and fever, and he sneezed, and was unable to fight back.
Sick?Being infected with a disease?As soon as Klein had a clarity, he felt countless silk threads that were hard to see in the naked eye rolling over and entangled himself into a mummy in a sense.
He is not unfamiliar with similar experiences, knowing that this is the extraordinary ability of the Witch of Joy.
At the beginning, he relied on using talismans to make both the enemy and us fall asleep at the same time, and then with the help of his own specialness, he got rid of control. Now, Mr. A maintains a distance of about 20 meters.
However, Klein is not just a clown, his moving fingers make a crisp sound!
After a moment of rushing, all the spider silks around him were lit, as if they had turned into giant torches.
Klein just jumped out of the red and started sneezing again, accompanied by a violent cough, and many extraordinary abilities wanted to use them, which were interrupted by themselves.
At this time, the feminine beauty on Mr. A's face disappeared, and there was a bit of majesty that was high above.
He stretched out his right hand and gently held it, and Crane immediately had a premonition that he would only be spinning in place if he ran away.
Mr. A, wearing a blood-colored robe, showed a cruel smile, and a transparent and illusory ancient book appeared in front of him.
The ethereal and lofty sounded:
I came, I saw, I recorded.
Ah snee!cough!cough!
Klein wanted to avoid it, but was powerless. At this moment, he had never experienced the power of the Shepherd. He was worthy of being the most comprehensive and unscrupulous person under the demigods. He was the most comprehensive and unscrupulous person who was the strongest!
Even if he was not prepared, many magical items could not be used, but being suppressed like this and having no power to fight back is enough to illustrate many problems.
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