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"You, who are you?"
The assassin's eyes were filled with fear and his voice was trembling. He was a well-known master in the area and had killed at least 80 enemies with his dagger.
His most proud achievement was sneaking into a baron's castle, taking his head while he was sleeping, and then walking away. Until now, the baron still died in an unclear manner.
However, when he faced this beautiful proprietress, he was like a mouse meeting a cat, and his whole body went limp.
The pretty proprietress glared at the assassin with a hint of disdain on her lips. She clenched the hand holding the dagger tightly, and the seemingly indestructible dagger was crushed into a ball by her white and slender fingers with a sharp and piercing "click".
The posture was understated and effortless, just like kneading dough.
The assassin master was so frightened that he started smoking on the spot, and subconsciously retreated quickly into the shadows.
"Want to run? You've forced me to reveal my true colors, and you little mouse still wants to escape?"
She sneered, and suddenly pulled out a strangely shaped weapon from the gap in the counter. It was a dark golden weapon, thick in front and thin in the back, and covered with wolf-fang-like barbs.
When such a hideous weapon appeared, Wu Hui, the God of Light, couldn't help but gasp. It was painful just looking at this thing.
I saw her holding the barbed steel whip with ease, and with a flash of her body, she arrived at the door of the tavern and swung it casually.
A flame mixed with the breath of thunder and lightning exploded.
“Pah~!”
The air suddenly made a loud explosion.
Something invisible was struck by the barbed steel whip.
In an instant, scarlet blood and pieces of flesh spurted out like flowers scattered from heaven.
The walls on both sides were suddenly splattered with blood, and even the steps at the door were covered in blood. The scene was extremely bloody and violent.
A broken corpse fell out from the shadows. It was the "master" assassin from before.
His body had been broken in half, and without even a wailing sound, he turned into a mutilated corpse.
The pretty proprietress, however, seemed to have done something insignificant. She walked towards the gray-robed man with a wolf-tooth iron whip in her slender arms. There were some minced meat hooked on the wolf fangs of the iron whip, which was dripping with blood.
Such a horrific scene made Blake's face extremely pale and he almost vomited.
Wu Hui's scalp was also tingling. This beautiful proprietress who looked charming and enchanting would be fine if she didn't take action, but once she took action, she was so violent and brutal that she didn't even leave a complete corpse.
The gray-robed man was so nervous that he almost broke the magic wand in his hand: "Holy, holy level?! You you you you you you you..."
A series of "you" revealed the magnificent turmoil in his heart.
A powerful Saint.
Looking at the entire bright plane, there are top masters everywhere, and each of them is a powerful figure.
But it just so happens.
There was one in this tavern.
This probability is not much higher than lottery on Earth.
But she just showed up like that, shocking everyone.