No one knows when the Thousand-Year Holy War will begin, and no one can answer when it will end. Safrot, who was sitting on the chair, was thinking about a somewhat unexpected idea, that is, whether to play a melodious song for the upcoming war, just like countless movies, or legends, where vampires, angels, In other words, darkness and light seemed more beautiful, but now he didn't have a violin at hand, so he just hummed in his heart the music that his mother used to coax him to sleep, some were bright and some were dark.
Hong Wu stepped into the hall before it completely darkened, holding a cross she picked up from nowhere in her hand. She proudly walked towards the person sitting there, "Safrot! Have you seen this?"
"Of course I've seen the cross before." Safrot hadn't fully woken up from the melodious music, and just glanced at the thing in Hong Wu's hand.
"When did you see him?" Hong Wu could naturally tell that Safrot didn't look carefully at all, otherwise he would never have such a no big deal expression, so he pestered him and continued to ask.
"I've seen too many crosses. I can't remember where I saw them all!" As he said this, Saffrot stood up nonchalantly and said, "Captain, can we set off?"
"Well, since Hong Wu has returned to the team, let's go!" Elkende naturally did not pay attention to the small cross. With a command, all the members of the Dark Side followed him and rushed out of the hall. Cross the deep valley and rush towards the destination - Liugu.
Although it is called Liugu, it is not a valley at all, but a large modern city. As for why this name was used, no one probably knows the reason. After traveling for nearly an hour, behind the darkness, the team used by the Night Clan to fight against the Light Clan finally arrived outside the city of Liugu.
"Just go in like this?" Clough asked the captain.
"Safrot, do you know their distribution?" Elkende turned to Safrot beside him.
"I don't know! But there is a way to make them show up on their own!" As he said this, Saffrot jumped forward and put a little distance away from the team. "I will lead them out."
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"Okay!" Elkende nodded and ordered, "Everyone become invisible and keep a certain distance from Saffrot!"
Suddenly, only Saffrot was left in the group, and this time everyone directly followed the captain's order.
Safrot walked forward into the Liugu Valley as if there was no one around. At this time, the moon was in the sky, it was dead of night, and there was not even a night car on the road. Even the drunkard who usually appeared at this time was nowhere to be seen, let alone Pedestrian, such a city and such a night seem to be suitable for a battle, but the opponents are well hidden, and Safrot has not felt their presence until now.
Hongwu flashed in the virtual curtain and came to Saffrot's side. She did not forget the entanglement just now, "You really can't remember?"
"What?" All of Saffrot's senses were searching for the ten hidden clans of light.
"Cross!" At this time, Hong Wu was holding the strange cross in his hand.
"Come out!" Saffrot suddenly dodged and stood on the rooftop opposite, shouting into the void to the southeast.
"Hahaha! How dare a little vampire be so rude to us, Oni! How do you think we should punish him?" Disdainful words came from the void.
"You can punish them however you want. I don't care. The God of War will probably bring those Night Clan here soon, and they will be busy by then." That Oni didn't seem to be interested.
"So I should get rid of him quickly?"
"That's right! Everything is up to you, Melgar!" Another person spoke, but none of them came out, hiding there and preparing to enjoy this divine punishment.
"Okay! Then I'll warm up my lower body first!" As he said that, an angel with silver hair and silver eyes appeared in front of Safrot in an instant. He did not hold a sword in his hand, but gently brushed his long hair. , that kind of graceful posture will indeed fascinate human beings, but unfortunately, Saffrot just smiled coldly.
"Why are you laughing?" The other party was a little curious.
"You are already dead, but you still care about your hair." Saffrot's smile was cold. He originally did not intend to join the Night Clan but was forcibly brought into this dark tribe. He did not originally intend to join the Clan of Light. His family was the enemy. From the moment Luvian was taken away, he had decided to take up this so-called holy war.
But fighting against heaven and being an enemy of the Clan of Light for a woman is a bit of a big deal, isn't it
This was what Ridiculous asked him when he was explaining everything to him.
At that time, he didn't answer anything, just smiled, because the other party couldn't understand the answer even if he said it, so why bother to say it!
Luvian is more than just a woman to Safrot. She is the vitality and vitality of his life, and she is also a part of his soul. If he gives up Luvian, it will be equivalent to giving up his own soul.
Therefore, it is impossible for him to give up. No matter how painful and confused he is, giving up will never happen.
"Am I dead? Hahaha~ I think you are not far from death." The other party laughed, not taking Saffrot's words seriously at all.
"Really?" Safrot seemed to be questioning, but the next moment he was standing in front of the other person, his fingertips touched the silver-eyed heart like a drop of dew, and the other person's smile was still on his face. , the laughter still echoed in the air, but everything was in the past, because his heart had been pierced, and silver liquid oozed from Saffrot's fingertips.
"Melgar?" Those silver eyes not far behind him naturally sensed this instant change, but it was too late to rush out from the darkness and could not save Melgar's lives scattered like sand.
"Who are you?" At this time, the remaining nine silver-eyed people all stood up and glared at Saffrot, because they could not believe that a little vampire could have such a powerful power, except for the one just now Apart from a moment of surprise, Saffrot is still as strong as before, but not so strong that he can kill a silver-eyed man with one move, and he still uses his fingertips.
"Sidi!" Saffrot raised his eyes slightly and looked at the silver-eyed children in front of him, the children brought by Temen.
"Impossible! You can't be the main god. The main god has disappeared." Before Saffrot took action, they themselves were in chaos, whispering to each other and denying.
"Who told you that I have disappeared?" At this time, Satris became serious. In the eyes of the angels in front of him, he definitely had the demeanor of a lord god.
"this… "
“That’s how it’s said in heaven.”
"Really!" Saffrot smiled indifferently, and in a daze, several figures appeared, traveling between the nine clans of light. Wherever they went, the sound suddenly stopped.
"You... you..." Those who could still open their mouths could only say this one word.
"Everyone, come together!" Elkend appeared in the virtual curtain and ordered.
"Yes!" Then the entire Dark Back suddenly appeared in the empty street. After receiving the order, they pounced on their chosen targets one by one. It was only then that Saffrot stopped his figure and stood aside, quietly Waiting for the Clan of Light who had been injured by him to be captured.
"Wait!" Hong Wu didn't take action. After all the light clansmen were knocked unconscious by the coagulant, when Dirrell and the others planned to "pack up" them one by one and take them away, Hong Wu suddenly stood up and stopped them.
"What else is going on?" Dirrell didn't know.
"Safrot! Come and see what this is?" Hongwu ignored Dirrell, squatted down, picked something from the collar of an unconscious angel and handed it to Safrot.
Safrot took the hand nonchalantly, raised his eyes and looked at it, but just glanced at it and handed it back to Hong Wu, "Isn't it the same cross as the one in your hand?"
"Yes! But there is a little difference, look!" As she said, Hong Wu took out the cross from his pocket and put it in the same hand, "They are almost the same, but there are some small differences in the center of the cross. differences, but they should come from the same place.”
"Well, they should all belong to them." Saffrot said, glancing at the unconscious Light Clan.
"But I picked this up from the bottom of Xuanling Valley." Hong Wu said, smiling interestingly.
"Are you saying that an angel has descended into the valley?" Saffrot's eyes flashed, as if he had thought of something.
"Don't you know?" When Saffrot said this, Hong Wu seemed a little surprised.
Saffrot shook his head.
"Then where did your cross come from?" Hong Wu blurted out without much thought.
"I..." Safrot didn't finish what he said, or in other words, he didn't want to finish what he said, because if he finished, he might raise more questions.
"How is it?" Hong Wu looked at him expectantly.
"Mine was not picked up from the Xuanling Valley." As a result, Safrot only said this and took the lead towards Jiying Castle. Due to time issues, they had to go back to Jiyingbao first and wait for the next day's night to get back on the train.
Safrot was flying ahead alone, with Hong Wu following closely behind. At this time, he smelled a strong scent of gossip, or secrets, so there was absolutely no way he would let go of the protagonist in front of him.
Captain Erkende naturally followed with the whole team. What was originally thought to be a battle, under the charming figure of Saffrot, turned out to be effortless and took less than half an hour. The time was already on his way back. From this aspect, he was lucky. But after seeing Hongwu and Safrot forming a cross, or that the angel's buttons became weird, his heart began to become uneasy. It seemed that something was going to happen, or something had already happened, but they were still Don't know the consequences.
As for the protagonist of the whole thing, Safrot rushed ahead without saying a word, because he didn't want to be disturbed by anyone, recalling the past and thinking about the future. (To be continued)