Chapter 544
"Stop him——!!!"
The sharp voice echoed behind Loren; in the dark sewer, countless silhouettes were vicious Rushed!
There is no wind, but there is a whistling sound in the ear!
The bitter cold can't hide the killing intent!
The dark eyes stared at the road extending in all directions, and the voice behind him was completely forgotten by the black hair wizard, leaving only a vague afterimage in the splashing torrent.
Run wildly, run forever-every bone, every muscle, every nerve...surging with the boiling blood, unreservedly erupting!
The left side, the right side, behind, and in front... the ferocious hostility and the shadow of death attacked the black hair wizard running wild from all possible corners.
ambush from ten sides, desperate...just like in the glacier wasteland.
The only difference is that at this moment Loren's eyes can't see half of the nervousness, only the same cold as these people; it is obviously hot from head to toe, but his heart is getting colder and colder.
This time I am both a hunter and a hunter.
The short sword came oncoming, and the cold sword edge slid across his cheek at the moment of dodge; Loren's expressionless right hand turns, the bright silver sword edge pierced his chin, and then tore it open The man's throat was pulled out quickly.
There was no screaming, only scarlet plasma flying in the darkness of the passage; the tragic blood did not make the night watchman retreat, but accelerated their attack!
Plasma fell into the eyeballs, and the excessive energy consumption made Loren's vision a bit blurred, and it was even more difficult to distinguish what was in front of him in the dim tunnel.
But it doesn’t matter...because everyone who stands in front of you must die!
Don’t you want my life... Don’t you want to kill me?
Come on!
Try it!
Look who is the dead person? !
The sword glow of gray and blue bloomed again, but it failed to stop the night watchman's sharp blade. They knew about the formidable power of "Bright Silver", but they knew better that as long as Loren's hand loosened the hilt, this Weapons that seem to be overpowering will instantly disintegrate.
In a crazy assault, the black hair wizard rampaged through the encircling net set up by the night watchman; facing the attacking enemy, he was completely defenseless and completely undefended.
Go ahead! forward! forward!
Between the knives, the night watchman has begun to feel the strangeness of the black hair wizard.
He doesn't seem to care about the enemy behind him, even completely revealing the weak spot, and while breaking through the siege, he doesn't care about defense at all, as if the only one standing in front of him...is his enemy.
The sharp blade in his hand that cuts gold and cuts iron seems to be no longer a weapon, but a tool for sweeping roadblocks, turning all those who stand in front of him into pieces of meat that can no longer wield swords and hinder him.
Don’t you simply put us night watchmen in your eyes? It's so arrogant...
At that moment, the night watchman suddenly felt cold all over, as if being stared at by something; when he noticed it, the black hair wizard had already rushed into him five steps within.
Suck!
The dark tunnels extend in all directions, and the night watchman couldn't think of how the black hair wizard stared at him, but instinctively moved towards the exit direction to escape as much as possible.
It's not fear, but hard facts and warnings still in your ears-never confront Loren Torino head-on in a one-on-one situation.
It used to be just a joke, but now the 22 night watchmen who died tragically in Xiamu Garden, the leader of the Imperial Capital night watchman who fell deep in the tunnel is the best "example"!
Can’t get rid of it, why can’t it get rid... It's like an ominous beast from hell, no matter you dodge between the tunnels, you can't avoid him.
The night watchman behind him is still attacking, and the flying blade is constantly passing by; the left arm and shoulder have already seen blood, and the back is also wet.
The pain has distorted the black hair wizard’s cheeks, but it can’t stop him from chasing after him;
It doesn’t matter who you kill, or whether you can kill them or not. …But in any case, must make them pay the price, let them know the fate of the enemy!
Can’t go on like this...brace oneself, the night watchman desperately trying to get rid of the black hair wizard finally realized that it’s meaningless to continue to escape—then the only way is to use yourself as a bait to lure him Into the trap set by the rest.
Just at the next fork, kill him!
The black hair wizard has no expression on his face, and the sword glow of the right hand is horizontally in front of him blocking his eyes; the rapid footsteps and various small sounds continue to flow into his ears, but he There is still no turning back, let alone turning back.
It's just a desperate rush, desperately rushing to the prey close at hand.
Ten steps, nine steps, eight steps, seven, six... It's getting closer, getting closer.
Just rush over this corner, just a few steps forward, Loren·Torino...he will definitely die!
Finally, the night watchman rushed over the corner; at the moment the black hair wizard appeared, he finally showed a trace of horror with a frightened expression, turned around abruptly, and rushed forward with the brother who rushed out from all directions.
"Go to death——!!!"
The blade is like a forest, the killing intent is thick!
But what they saw... was the cold smile of the black hair wizard, and the "bright silver" waving in the flames.
The fire of Torino——!
The flames of golden red are extremely dazzling in the dark sewers, but in the horrified eyes of the night watchmen, they are like demons crawling out of the abyss, roaring, roaring, and swallowing everything!
"aaahhhh ah——!!!"
Heart-piercing screams echoed sternly in my ears...just when the night watchman thought he would be burned alive too When he died, Loren suddenly pinched his throat and suddenly lifted him from the ground.
The other left hand has clenched the shiny silver tightly, and the grey blue sword glow rises high.
No, no...no...I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die!
Come on, come on and save me!
The panicked night watchman looked towards all around, looking for the surviving brothers...but there was nothing but the coke on the ground.
It’s actually someone.
In the tunnel, there were nearly a hundred night watchmen encircling Loren Torino. The rest of them were impossible to know that he was here, and impossible to know that he would kill himself.
When they still have no plan to save themselves, but wait...wait for the moment he kills himself, and then do something to Loren Torino!
"Help me! Help me—!"
The night watchman whose throat was pinched was flushed, his eyes protruding, and his heart-piercing howl.
No one responded, and no one rushed out to save him... I looked around the black hair wizard for a week, sarcastically looking at the night watchman who begged for mercy like a reptile.
"No one will save you, let's go to death..."
The frightened night watchman can't care about anything else. Wearing a "sorcerer", his left hand has just been raised, gray and blue His sword glow pierced his elbow and armpit at that moment!
"Ahhhh——!!!"
The sword glow of bright silver is not a real sharp blade, it is more like a burst of "lightning"-under the sword edge, the elbow The tendons of the joints were broken and torn, and the bones and muscles wailed, so that they deformed and shattered, and even broke!
"Ahhhh——!!!"
The night watchman screamed, and his "severed" arm fell to the ground, still convulsing; The torn rift seemed to be blasted open by a broken alive, and the plasma gushed continuously.
The expressionless Loren ignored the dog-like night watchman in his hand, staring at the opposite exit with cold eyes.
He is waiting for someone.
Feeling the dozens of pairs of killing intents full of killing intents behind him, but not daring to look closer, Loren’s complexion did not even change a bit. After the experience of the Imperial Court, these people’s eyes can no longer What's wrong with myself.
"Enough!"
The sudden voice made the expressionless Loren twitch at the corner of his mouth, but didn't say anything.
"Let go of him!"
The voice is still approaching, a familiar silhouette has appeared at the end of the exit, and the indifferent voice still carries a bit of decisive determination.
"Either give him a good time!"
In the screams, the night watchman who was pinched by his throat was dying, and his trembling eyes stared at the exit. The silhouette of coming.
"No problem, I promise you..."
Loren said solemnly:
"...Edward."
The voice fell , The sword glow of gray and blue runs through the heart of the night watchman!