The Night Adorer

Chapter 131: subject to this

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Boom!

Suleman shook off the long knife and threw Andrews' body away. He ignored the prompts in his ears and stomped hard, bang! The whole person rushed to the remaining hunting believers.

Because his actions were too fast and decisive! The investigation team headed by Andrews didn't react at all, and even because of the sudden death of 'Andrews', their brains fell into a state of emptying one by one.

In just a short moment, it might be harmless if it is in normal times, but it is their bad luck if it falls into the hands of Suleman.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Suleman pulled his fingers, and the shadow lines in all directions were pulled. Along with his actions, the bodies of a large number of hunting members were entangled by the shadow lines, and they flew towards them involuntarily. What greeted them was just It's a black smoke knife light!

After making a circle, Suleman retracted Chiba, and beside him were corpses that fell slowly and bloomed like flowers.

Immediately afterwards, Suleman's gaze was immediately attracted by a green gem lying in a pool of blood at the end.

It was a high-level soul tool of the Hunting Church, at least a C-level quality 'Eye of Breeding'. Sure enough, they planned to use the high-level soul tool to deal with me. Suleman's thoughts turned, and he immediately made a decision in his heart.

I saw him take the initiative to step forward, using a straight knife to pick up the chain above the emerald, and then opened the secret bag at his waist. The next moment, the secret bag contained the emerald inside.

It has to be said that, to some extent, the supernatural props made by the secret keeper are more helpful than the soul tools made by craftsmen.

Of course, it mainly refers to non-combat aspects.

The 'Eye of Pregnancy' they carry has not been unsealed and can be stored in a secret bag. Otherwise, I dare not put things with negative effects directly into the secret bag. If the soul tool gets out of control, it is no less than creating a The crazy monster Suleman thought silently, then, he stepped on his foot, turned around and rushed into the alley next door.

A few minutes later, another team of members of the Hunting Church arrived late, and what they saw was the corpses of colleagues on the ground like flowers blooming. Divided into awe and fear.

puff!

Suleman stabbed with a knife, and killed the burly man from the Hunting Church in front of him, and around him, the believers of the Hunting Church were already lying there, and the other party was ordered to search from all directions enemy.

This is an alley in the Jazz District. It is remote and uninhabited. Suleman doesn't know how long he has been fighting? Maybe for an hour, maybe for two hours, maybe for most of the night, time is defined in front of the battle, and it seems to lack a reference.

The secretion of adrenaline made Suleman blur the concept of time. Even though he had experienced many battles, he still couldn't pay attention to time in the fierce battle of "life and death".

However, judging from the vegetation cover in the sky, it should not be daytime yet.

It also means that the time he insisted on is less than the whole night away from the reinforcements of the Church of Steam, and it may still be far away.

This may be the only bad news. Suleman felt his body sore, and a wave of fatigue surged up from his body. Even though he already had the combat power at the level of a 'pardoner', he was still in an extraordinary state, and he had not stepped into the dawn yet. .

Even he didn't comprehend the level specialty of 'unity of body and spirit', didn't activate the talent of race blood, and his physical fitness was inferior to that of the pardon councillor.

At the low level, the sea of people tactics is indeed a stupid method, but it is very effective. Suleman is a little tired, leaning his back against the dirty wall, panting lightly, he seizes the time to recover his strength, who knows, the next When will the wave of enemies arrive

"-chuck-chump!"

Suddenly, there was the cry of an eagle in the sky above. Suleman looked up and saw an eagle-like creature with a faint blue body in the night, hovering in the sky above the city-state. Suddenly, the corner of his mouth Give it a shake:

"Natural archers are the best at scouting. Flocks of natural spirit birds placed high in the sky. Hey, the usual method of the hunting church is to hope that their eyesight is not very good, so that they can find my trace later." Suleman exhaled slowly, but did not Try replacing the 'Adela' look.

Because in the previous few attacks, he has already exposed another 'identity', but as long as he can persist until the next day, the special ability in his body will improve. At that time, Suleman will be able to disguise himself as another target again Who is hiding in the vast sea of people in Gangdian City? !

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Suleman suddenly drew his sword and slashed, but at the next moment, he hurriedly stopped—

Wow!

The blade was only a few inches away from the blond girl, and with some sharp energy, it gently tore off a few strands of blond hair. However, the blond girl didn't care about anything else, she rushed forward and crashed into Suleman's arms.

"Susurman, it's good that you're fine."

The blond girl raised her head, revealing her egg-like smooth skin, which couldn't hide the snow-white luster on her skin even under the thin sallowness. Looking down, a pair of big blue eyes stared at him quietly on a somewhat soft face.

She has black eyebrows and a fine nose, and her eyeliner is picturesque. She is as delicate as if she used an oil pen to draw it out one by one.

Ibis Christie.

She actually stayed in Gangdian City, and didn't leave with the steam train!

"You Ibis?!" Suleman was also a little stunned. He just noticed the familiar blonde hair on the other side, so he hurriedly stopped, almost accidentally injuring the friendly army. However, Suleman didn't understand her situation, so he didn't wait to ask questions. .

"No matter what else, let's get out of here first!"

Ibis raised her head abruptly, and on her somewhat childish face, there was a rare touch of tenacity. The next moment, she took the initiative to hug Suleman's waist. Her body had activated her special ability, and the surrounding environment began to distort.

boom!

The two stepped into the virtual world again, and various bizarre scenes emerged, but compared to the last time, the current situation in the virtual world is a bit wrong, like glass shards, there are a large number of shattered fragments, accompanying their progress, like a hurricane General swept!

This is the sequelae of the Lonely Moon Ritual!

As the projection of the Eternal Night World, the virtual world not only accommodates fragments of information after the death of the living, but also follows the corresponding law of the two positions. When a large number of souls die in the Eternal Night World, the corresponding virtual world area will Generate a new torrent of information, and even form a short but lethal ethereal storm!

At the same time, because Ibis brought an extra person, she showed a bit of difficulty on her pretty face, but she didn't hesitate, and hugged the young man beside her tightly. Not only that, she took the initiative to block the blow from the storm direction.

"Information traction!"

Ibis recited a certain scene silently, which was the deepest and least error-prone scene in her memory.

next moment,

The familiar traction came from not far away, dragging the two of them towards—

boom!

When they exited from the virtual world, they saw a vast snowfield in front of them. Under the night, there were only the two of them on the snowfield. There was a faint light rising from the horizon, and the dawn was approaching.

From the wreckage of the nearby carriages buried in the snow, it is not difficult to find that this is the place where the White Wolf Group imprisoned the caravan. At the same time, it is also the place where the two met for the first time, the little clever ghost trapped in the iron cage

"Sulman, we have to leave as soon as possible!"

Ibis put his arm on her shoulder, and was about to support him, leaving the vicinity of Gangdian City together.

Suleman took a deep breath, and suddenly stopped her forcefully—

"Why?"

Ibis's body paused, of course she understood the meaning of this sentence.

With her ability, she can completely leave by herself, take the emergency train launched by the ancient nobles, and stay away from all dangerous vortexes, and there is no need to look for Suleman. The risk of the latter is far greater than the former. Countless times.

They are just a 'cooperative' relationship. Even if there is the binding force of the 'paper of contract', compared to Ibis, it is a dispensable constraint and does not pose a threat of coercion. Why

Ibis took a deep breath, and the next moment, she turned around and looked at Suleman with a relieved smile on her face:

"Mr. Suleman, you once said a word to me, at the noble ball."

The halo of morning light on the horizon lightly shone on her body. At this moment, Suleman could clearly see the bloodstains on her body. It was the time to block the ethereal storm. Inevitably, she was scratched by fragments of information body.

Correspondingly, it is the result that Suleman's body is relatively intact and there are not many scars.

"That's pretty normal behavior."

"We have emotions, we have innate emotional impulses, and sometimes our bodies are also governed by emotions."

Ibis imitated his tone and tried to pretend to be serious, but the corners of her eyes were smiling, and her small mouth was slightly raised. Under the halo of morning light, she looked extraordinarily pure and beautiful, and she was as pure and clean as morning light:

"After all, humans have always been inexplicable creatures."

"Sometimes, the emotional impulse will outweigh the rational—"

Ibis stared at him quietly with her ocean-like eyes:

"Here's my answer."

"Do you think so?"

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(end of this chapter)