The unlucky brave will not dream of black belly elves

"What's the matter, do you want revenge now?"

The bishop looked at No. 12, and said to the two people whose faces were as pale as paper, spitting out blood.When No. 13 attacked Yitu, the brave did not retain his strength, and No. 13 was seriously injured by that fall.

Although they have successfully accepted the transformation of dragon blood, their physiques still cannot surpass the category of human beings.

"It's really a coincidence to catch you, a chess piece that knows black magic. I have to thank your little boyfriend!"

"You bastard!" 12 roared angrily.

Listening to the conversation between the two on the 13th, the memories locked deep in her heart showed signs of recovery.His head began to hurt violently again, and the whole world seemed to be spinning.

Holding his head tightly, he passed out on the blood-stained grass.Whether it was the witch's struggling sound or No. 12's coughing sound, they became more and more blurred. At this time, he seemed to be separated from the world, and scenes of familiar and cruel scenes were reenacted before his eyes.

Different from the memory sealed by dragon's blood, that heavy memory was forgotten by No. 13 all the time.Because of excessive grief, No. 13 chose to self-isolate.

"What a noisy bug."

The bishop lost his patience. Looking at No. 12 who kept irritating him, he pulled out the saber from his waist and pointed it at No. 12's slender neck.

But there was no fear in the eyes of number 12, she wanted to run the black magic again.She knew she couldn't hurt the bastard now, but even dying from the loss of life was better than being killed by him.Anyone in this city is qualified to kill her, except the bishop.

"Let me listen to your screams as a pastime."

The sharp blade that was supposed to cut No. 12's throat turned its head, and stabbed upwards into the chaotic eyeball.

The screams resounded through the sky, and the frightened birds flapped their wings from the dense forest and flew out in a panic.At this time, the sun is about to set, dyeing the white clouds in the distance into a coquettish red.

"Your master is playing really big?"

Xiaotong picked up the demon with the spear, at this time the demon's abdomen was pierced by the spear, but still breathed a sigh of relief.

The elf didn't directly hit the deadly place. Thanks to its powerful self-healing ability, the demon could only bear the fatal pain but could not escape.

"Let's talk about something I'm interested in, how about it? Anyway, I don't plan to go back now."

Xiaotong raised the corners of her mouth, and said the extremely cold words in a gentle tone:

"You look in pain, should you still be able to talk?"

No. 13 was recalled by that heart-piercing scream.

He remembered that because he was arrested, Alice exposed her identity in order to save herself;

He remembered that he had secretly read Alice's magic notes;

He remembered how the only black magic he had seen was used;

"Alice, wait for me!" thought Number 13.

Number 13 raised his head, and the bishop happily looked at Number 12, who couldn't stop shaking because of the pain.He raised his sword hand high, thinking about where to stab next time.

An emotion called hatred filled No. 13's heart, and he was chanting an unknown spell.

The bishop at the side didn't notice No. 13 who woke up suddenly, and laughed out loud when he saw the despair on No. 12's face.His face is full of bloodthirsty twists, he is simply a lunatic.

"The spell is..." Lina looked at No. 13 and whispered uncertainly.

Yitu noticed Lina's words keenly, and he asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "What do you mean?"

"This magic should not be learned by many fools, right? After using this magic..."

Lina's words were interrupted by a loud noise, and a large black sword pierced into the bishop's chest. The ominous black magic power eroded the surrounding skin into black, and pus and blood flowed from the wound.

"Let me protect you this time, Alice..."

After he finished speaking, his body was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his plump skin became dry and wrinkled.

In the end, his body became no different from a mummy.But what a desperate scene he saw at the last moment when he closed his eyes.

"Ah, it's still too late..."

The bishop opened his eyes wide in surprise after he was stabbed, and the bloodshot eyeballs seemed to fall out of their sockets in an instant.

He covered his distorted face and laughed loudly: "Okay, very good! Let me send you to die together!"

The bishop was stabbing the sword into Alice's chest, and bright red blood spurted out.

Alice didn't plan to live when she saw No. 13 chanting the spell. What's the point of losing him in the world?

So he remembered my name.. I'm sorry.. But I still can't remember your name..

Alice closed her eyes forever, and two tears flowed from her eyes.

The lover finally got his wish, and they were very close, relying on eternal sleep.Their bodies began to crumble, turning into dust.The wind blows, smoothing out the proof of their existence.

The last gemstone on the bishop's staff shone faintly, and it was that gem that gave the bishop the power to act at this time.

"Before the gem is broken, it is enough to kill you."

The Bishop limped towards Lina and Ittu, and at the same time that Thirteen cast his spell, his demon died.

Just when the bishop's sword was about to cut through the brave man's skin, the brave man's eyes showed a frightened expression.

If there's too much blood, that guy will come out!

Yitu wanted to take a few steps back, but was bound tightly by the chains and could not move.

"Itu!" Lina yelled, tears streaming down her face.She frantically tried her luck to turn her magic power, but the magic power she managed to gather was quickly absorbed by the rope, and the rope shrank even tighter.Blood flowed from the witch's mouth and dripped onto the blood-stained grass.

Suddenly, a familiar black sickle knocked the bishop's sword into the air, and the elf looked at the bishop who was unable to stand still due to the sudden attack with killing intent in his eyes, protecting Itu behind him.

At the same time, a fireball descended from the sky, and the bishop was burned to the ground before he could react.

Obviously, this was not Lina's handwriting, no matter from the external factors of her being tied by the rope, or from the concentration and power of the fireball's magic power.The strength of this person is definitely far beyond everyone here.

A tall man dressed in rough clothes landed from the sky, his huge wings were slowly retracted, and his amber vertical pupils looked at Xiaotong who was guarding Yitu.Even wearing such simple clothes, his domineering feeling has not been halved.

The vigilant brave man immediately put down his guard when he saw the approacher, his eyes filled with joy.

There was a sense of security on his face that he didn't even realize, and his cheerful voice broke the heavy atmosphere.

"Little Te!"

Xiaotong looked at the man in front of him who had no intention of hiding that he was from the Dragon Clan, and then looked back at Yitu who had a serious face just now.

"Tsk."

The elf was in a bad mood.He felt that looking at Yitu's overjoyed face, he felt like his own dog was actually being intimate with a stranger in front of its owner, and left his owner aside.

"Don't call me that, my full name is Rhett!" Rhett corrected, it was really funny for such a big man to be called that.

His mouth was wide open, exposing sharp fangs to the air.

Every subtle expression on his face seemed to be shouting loudly: Uncle Ben is very happy now.

Lina was still tied up, and in less than 10 minutes, too many things happened.

"Are you a dragon?"

Lina's words popped out of her mouth without thinking.