In the evening on the campus, the fiery red color is constantly permeating.
It is not just the light of the setting sun, but the fire of the heat wave.
As the explosion occurred, a fiery red color that pierced people's eyes spread out in mid-air, causing a billowing fire wave to sweep out, and the surrounding temperature gradually began to rise.
And under the astonishing blast, the trees were blown by the blast, and they shook unceasingly like a typhoon.
Hiyer was still standing on the canopy of a tree, but still standing there as if ignoring his own weight, looking at the fire waves sweeping through the air.
After a while, Hiyer's eyes flashed.
The keen observation made this burial agency's substitute noticed.
In the billowing flames, there was a silver flash.
"Puff!"
As if cutting the human body, in the crisp sound of slashing, the cold light of the knife cut off the engulfing flames, splitting the billowing fire waves into two like the same, and cut them raw.
Fang Li appeared from the blazing flames that had been divided into two, his whole body waved with fragmented starlight, unharmed in the explosion and high temperature, and the corners of his clothes were not even burnt.
Even, it was just suspended in mid-air, completely failing to follow the signs of gravity and free fall.
Seeing such Fangli, Hiyer's expression finally took on a dignified color.
On the contrary, Fang Li spoke indifferently like an evaluation.
"It's worthy of being a substitute for the burial organization, and the strength is really strong."
In the burial organization of the Templar Church, almost every surrogate has the ability to defeat the twenty-seven ancestors of the dead.
Hiyer ranks seventh among the burial institutions, possessing excellent physical abilities and magic knowledge, and his combat effectiveness is naturally extraordinary.
Regardless of Nero's ancestor who ranks tenth among the twenty-seven ancestors of the dead, if it is an ancestor with less strength, then with Hiyer's strength, he is fully capable of crusade, right
Coupled with the lack of emotions, cold and thorough action, for ordinary inhumans, it is absolutely a nightmare.
"So, I will also use my true skills to fight."
The shard-like starlight gleamed like boiling, unceasingly hovering away from Fangli's body, and flowing under the soles of his feet, where they gathered.
Immediately, Fang Li's body began to lean.
"Boom!"
In the muffled sound like the air being stepped on, the strong wind shook off Fangli's feet.
As a result, Fang Li's figure completely turned into a stream of light, like a meteorite falling from the sky, flying towards Hiyer.
Speed, as fast as a flash.
"!"
Hiyer's complexion changed slightly.
Seeing Fangli rushing at an alarming speed and almost unable to catch up with his naked eyes, Hiyer lifted his heart, and without hesitation he threw the black key, flicked the sharp blade, and caught it between his fingers. , Again like a dance, throwing it out with an afterimage-like movement.
The throwing sword flashing with a lonely light cut through the space and shot straight at the streamer that fell from the sky.
However, the streamer that fell from the sky took an extraordinary trajectory, like lightning. Between a few swipes, all the throwing swords from the burst were avoided. The speed was not reduced at all, and it was suddenly violent. Zeng, rushed to Hiyer.
"!"
Hiyer condensed his face, moved his palm, and once again grasped the throwing sword with a sharp blade, as if he was preparing to enter close combat.
It's a pity that Hiyer couldn't beat Fang Li in close combat.
"choke!"
Amidst the pleasing sword cry, the cold sword light fell like a thunder.
"Chang!"
In the crisp sound, the throwing sword that Hiyer was blocking in front of him was cut off neatly, like broken copper and iron, turned into fragments, and scattered around.
"...?!"
Hiyer was finally surprised.
no way.
The so-called black key, except for the handle, its blade is woven by magic, not actually steel.
Cut it off, and that only means one thing.
That is, the opponent has the ability to cut off all the magic power.
This ability led to the defeat of the burial agency that even the twenty-seventh ancestors of the dead disciples had the ability to conquer.
"Kacha..."
Amidst the sound of steel, a sharp dagger was placed in front of Hiyer's throat.
Hiyer's breathing was stagnant.
In front of him, Fang Li, whose starlight gradually converged, placed the dagger on Hiyer's neck and slowly raised his head.
Hiyer didn't know if it was his own illusion.
In short, in a short moment, Hiyer seemed to see the icy blue light flashing in Fang Li's eyes.
Immediately, Fang Li spoke.
"So you're satisfied? Can you please spare my life? Your surrogate?"
Although the tone did not carry any irony, it was quite casual, but in light of the current situation, no matter who it was, Fang Li would feel that Fang Li was laughing at the bereaved dog in front of him.
“I’ve heard that it doesn’t matter whether the substitutes of the burial agency have faith or not, and it also has a special position in the Templar Church. It has independent ruling power and can freely annihilate those who get in the way. I used deadly methods. If it weren’t for someone like me who doesn’t care about life or death, I’m afraid I would hate you now.”
Fang Li glanced at Hiyer and said this casually.
"You are a gentle elder sister. Wouldn't it be too rude?"
The teasing tone actually calmed Hiyer.
Gazing at the Fangli in front of him, Hiyer uttered unsentimental words.
"Who are you?"
The short questioning was exchanged for the same short answer.
"At least it's not a heresy."
After speaking, Fang Li withdrew the dagger in his hand, his figure suddenly flashed and disappeared in place.
Hiyer immediately concentrated and sensed Fang Li's breath.
It's a pity that once Fang Li enters the stealth state, it is impossible for Hiyer to perceive Fang Li's breath.
Before, Hiyer was able to spot Fang Li, only because Fang Li did not deliberately hide his aura, so he was aware of a slight abnormality.
Now, Hiyer couldn't feel Fangli's breath at all.
So Hiyer knows.
Fangli has already left.
Hiyer fell silent.
Looking at the setting sun, Hiyer was expressionless, but his eyes revealed thoughtful emotions.
"Who are you?"
The same questioning, but never get the same answer again.
Only one thing can be confirmed.
That is, the foreigners active in this city are not only vampires.
At the moment, Hiyer rolled his eyes and looked in one of the directions.
That direction is the direction of Tono's.
"What else did that person hide?"