adventurer killer

The holy light shrouded Iluna's body very gently, and the two supernatural forces she was facing resisted the wrath of the holy light with their respective powerful talents.

A huge arched door filled with blood fog corrodes the holy light by continuously erupting blood fog, while on the other side is a shield woven by the banshee by screaming loudly to divert the holy light.

"It stands to reason that I shouldn't disturb the joyful reunion of your father and daughter, but Ribble, don't you think that you should use a faster way to resolve this meeting?"

"She gave me the feeling that she is even more inhuman than you." Ms. Corinna felt that Ribble's temperament had completely changed, and the body of this fluffy monster was full of terrifying energy.

It can neutralize the holy light without moving, and its posture of scratching its head and tail is more like some kind of wild beast. Any gentle words are the lies it tells by borrowing someone's remaining memory.

Ms. Corinna's aesthetic point of view has subtly changed. She has completely given up the pursuit of the appearance of a handsome man in the past. She only feels that the smell of blood from this monster makes her palpitate.

The banshee's eyes softened a little, and she even began to envy the communication between him and Iluna: "I mean, we are allies now, and we should focus on the overall situation."

Ribble, or his long-dedicated elder relative, seemed to have discovered the most interesting thing, leisurely stretched out two giant furry palms, turned around holding them flat, and looked around.

It was as if a neighbor who had been wronged stood on the main road and told his difficulties to others: "Oh, Mrs. Rousseau, I was just looking for someone to talk about this."

"Don't call me Mrs. Rousseau." The banshee screamed. The title she carried to death is now the saddest thing in her past. She feels that all her good youth was wasted to this person.

"Okay, Ms. Corinna." The vampire dragged the bloody door behind him and walked towards Iluna.

The banshee stared at its cynical figure, possessing the wildness of a beast and the elegance of a leopard. Within ten meters of her body, the blood mist transformed into many flying bats.

If the descriptions of vampires in those books were correct, then the monster she saw must be the purest kind. He was Ribble?unbelievable.

"Servi, that bitch! She guards such an excellent man!" The banshee shouted from the bottom of her heart, her voice was rough, and the power of jealousy made her sonic boom shield even bigger.

"My daughter, what a sad truth I have heard. Dad is working outside, and your mother didn't even leave me a corn. Have you grown a black heart?"

The vampire groaned mockingly, and Iluna manipulated the rune shield to walk around her body, keeping her eyes on the pale banshee from the corner of her eyes: "Father, I'm very sad."

"It's such a chaotic ethics, how dare you call him daddy." The banshee moved over angrily and spat on Iluna's head: "She is the most annoying little liar."

"No, no, no." Ribble smiled and waved his hands. When his nails shook, he left several bloody sharp edges, "Ms. Corinna, my good neighbor, you can't treat her like that."

"Why? How can I listen to you, and still intend to save the life of this holy light?" The banshee screamed anxiously, and she swore that if Rible didn't do it again, she would do it herself.

The vampire walked to the rune shield that separated it from his daughter, and let it continuously emit holy light currents, biting and evaporating with the blood mist that evaporated from his face.

"Hiss, hiss, of course I will forgive my daughter's disobedience." The vampire stretched out a finger and poked at the rune shield, and the entire beam of light was suddenly touched violently.

The bloody door behind the vampire suddenly seemed to open a cage of bloodthirsty bats, and they rushed out together, rushing into the beam of light with a majestic momentum that obscured the light.

The beam of light was originally the most dazzling thing in this gloomy world. It is like a pillar of a palace used to support the world. It is tall and majestic, filled with holy light particles, elegant and graceful.

But the power of the blood race can easily tarnish its sanctity. With the intrusion of a large number of bats, there is a big problem with the energy connection in the beam of light, and the light flickers and then dims.

Soon, it was infected red by the blood of the curse, and Iluna suddenly became very weak.The angels dancing on the Rune Buckler also turned into ghosts dripping blood from their fingers.

The Rune Buckle let out a horrific howl of all ghosts crying, and flipped itself onto Ribble's forearm. He looked at it with satisfaction: "It's not bad, some defenses have been strengthened."

Then, with his lizard-like feet, he stepped deeply into the ground that had turned into a pool of blood, walked up to Iluna who was panting fiercely while stroking her chest, and shook his head in pity.

"Peace is the most important thing among family members." It stretched out its hand, and a bloody mirror stretched out, shattering the holy light dagger thrown by Iluna. "Don't fight each other."

"Devil, you are not allowed to defile my father's soul again!" Iluna's face was pale, and when she struggled to say this, she still wanted to sense the energy of the holy light, but the beam of light could no longer be turned back.

She glanced at the new paradise of bloodthirsty bats. In the cylindrical activity space, these despicable ghosts were circling in circles, as if praising the owner for occupying a holy light artifact.

"Oh, by the way, talking about your father." The vampire finally didn't bother to play her simple and kind father anymore, and opened his saliva-stained fangs, "He has surrendered to me."

"In human ethics, you have the right to choose whether to continue to be his daughter or to be an unworthy descendant. I think that if you rebel, the situation may be very bad."

The meaning of the vampire's words is very ignorant, and the tone is cunning and playful, "And our family has a strong family concept. If I were you, I would choose to be a good daughter without hesitation."

"It's just unreasonable!" protested the banshee, who was jealous all the time and hysterical because of her jealousy, and couldn't tolerate her favorite vampire being nice to anyone.

"She just wanted to cut your throat with the Holy Light Knife and crush the two of us with her Rune Buckler, but you still want to take her as a slave?!"

Ms. Corinna is far from innocent.

She could tell that vampires really wanted to accept a Chosen One as a slave, but she also knew that vampires, the legendary undead force, were the noblest and most elegant.

Their ethnic group system is very high, and they are very particular about the choice of subordination. The reason why he persuaded Iluna so much must be because she is noble and worthy of the title of vampire.

This reflects from the side that in the entire town of Lery, only the little girl below, as weak as a bean sprout, and Mrs. Corinne's former husband, Mr. Rousseau, are noble and recognized by the Holy Light. .

Mrs. Corinna would never admit that she was not as idiosyncratic as these two people. She was very satisfied with this elegant dress and felt like a duchess.

So she yelled at the vampire in a whimsical way: "Ribble, can't the vampire clan change the tradition? For example, recruit a banshee as a follower?"

"I'm very noble. In the whole town of Lery, I'm the only one left to become such a transcendent thing. Isn't it the result of natural selection?"

Reluctantly, Iluna raised her head and glanced at the spinning banshee flying around, and couldn't help laughing: "Look, Dad, someone wants to stop me from being a good girl."

Hearing this, Ribble's scarlet eyes were filled with murderous intent. He stared impatiently at the banshee and said, "Then you must have something I can bite, why don't you try it."

Ribble's warning words were so sweet to the banshee's ears, she immediately danced and landed aside, expressing her meaning with an unimaginably sweet tone.

"Your teeth are too sharp, and I'm afraid I won't be able to bear your neck being bitten off. So, I wonder, do you have that painless way to turn people into vampires?"

What Miss Corinna said made Iluna cough violently, trying to laugh out loud.

The two most despicable and shameless monsters in the world dare to say such unscrupulous, evil and lewd words in front of the Apostle of the Holy Light.

"Holy Light! How can I kill this banshee? My power, why don't you follow my instructions and reinject that majestic power into my body?" Iluna smiled wryly.

Miss Corinne tried to make her pale ghostly face look charming and charming.

The way she winked made the vampire's eyes go straight, and her tongue lolled out.

"I've never seen you so limitless. Were you like this before? Mrs. Rousseau?"

"I said, don't call me by this name anymore, I am now Mrs. Corinna."

Ms. Corinna's delicate appearance made the vampire stunned. He couldn't control his hairy hands and pinched his broad forehead: "Uh, let me think about it."

"However, you can only do the worst kind, which is lower than mine. She is different, and she is worth cultivating."

The vampire opened its mouth full of fangs towards the defenseless Iluna. His inner soul seemed to be touched by this scene, making the vampire's mouth a little dull.

Iluna stared at herself on the reflective surface of the fangs with scorching eyes. She noticed that the red throat of the vampire was basically a blood gate, which was full of blood plasma.

As the fuel for the vampire's super physical strength, these plasma needs to be replenished from time to time, and if he is stabbed by this fang, the ending will definitely not be what the vampire would like to see.

When the elector of the Holy Light reaches the moment when he cannot solve the confusion, the Holy Light will make the choice for him.

Iluna's heart was very peaceful, and her thinking consciousness was no longer that of a child from the moment she accepted the Holy Light, but that of a mature elder with a lofty sense of mission.

Therefore, she would not mind whether Shengguang made a decision sooner or later.

"It can be in the morning or at night to receive the teaching. We are trapped in the world, and we have to repay the world." Iluna closed her eyes, and she felt a fire burning in her chest.

The moment the flames rose, Iluna suddenly opened her eyes.

All she could hear was the sound of glass shattering, and she was already surrounded by golden light, as if a lost child had found the embrace of the Lord, and He held his child tightly so that she would not suffer any more. A little hurt.

"Holy light!" Elena shed clear tears, the holy light bestowed on her the power to regain new life, even more than the beam of light gave her.

The sky and the earth are full of flying holy pigeons, singing loud and clear hymns, and driving away the bloodthirsty bats that are fleeing.

The sound of glass shattering that she heard before was from the pillar of holy light defiled by the power of the blood race, which was smashed from the outside to the inside.

Its crystallized energy wreckage fell from a height of tens of thousands of meters, and was immediately intercepted by a saw and sickle waved by a young man wearing mithril chain mail.

The light of the saw sickle quickly spread over the ruins of the small town of Leli, intercepting all the remains of the beam of light energy, and making them regain their divinity and transform them into new holy light pets.

"It's not good, it's not good, Mr. Ribble, let's go!" The banshee stared at the blond boy who used the saw sickle. To be honest, his handsome face fit Ms. Corinna's aesthetics, but his hands The surprisingly large saw-sickle weapon is not very cute.

However, Ribble, who had witnessed his lovely daughter being rescued by others, couldn't move his feet no matter what.

He refused to leave, stubbornly insisting on spraying bloody smoke at the young man, a large slender ghost with claws and claws, with bat-like wings, and only three holes on the face instead of eyes and mouth, as if he was the most hated soul in the world, Raised together by vampires.

As the thick smoke spewed out, the ghosts wailed and danced among the demons in this world.Not only tearing with sharp minions, but also spraying blood arrows from the hole in the face.

The corrosive force of the blood arrow still has the function of neutralizing the holy light, so in front of Ribble, the young man's holy light pigeon and the light of the saw sickle were both traumatized.

The disaster-ridden land of Leli has experienced the darkest moment and witnessed the coming of light. Until now, evil has taken the initiative again.

The blond boy threw aside the saw sickle that was emitting open flames all over his body. He seemed to believe in the Holy Light, but he was unwilling to be accommodating to the Holy Light.

Due to the release of a large amount of power of the Holy Light, the high temperature generated by the saw sickle almost scalded his hands, so he threw away the saw sickle unceremoniously, and let it stand aside to volatilize white smoke by itself.

"Hey, you! That little girl! Use your [Sacred Judgment Barrier] to restrain it! That vampire just sprayed his 'Ancestor's Blood', and it is time for it to be weak!" The blond boy stood there On the bell tower of the next part of the town, that part of the building was filled with some hard minerals at the beginning of construction, so that the town was assimilated by the holy light, and it did not melt.

Iluna looked in that direction, and she saw a sacred picture that she had never seen in her life.

The boy with fluttering blond hair squeezed his hot gauntlets to let the cold wind in. He curled his lips and showed a cynical smile, as if he had many ways to kill vampires, but he preferred to watch others do it.A half-moon-shaped wide saw sickle was inserted on the side, and white smoke was emitting from the whole body.

In any case, Iruna knew that she could only do what the blond boy told her to do.

Her rune shield was voluntarily stripped from the vampire, and the angel patterns on it each subverted the bloodthirsty monsters that suppressed them.

At this time, the Rune Buckle reappeared in brilliance, with four sawtooths that seemed to be refined from diamonds, and she was suddenly pushed towards the panting vampire and the demon spirit.

The last scene Mrs. Corinna saw was the scene of the vampire Lord Ribble, whom she had fallen in love with the moment she saw her, whose body was split into two by sawtooth.

And his daughter was turning her head and smiling at the blond boy with a relieved confession.

The boy with the saw sickle jumped down from the wreckage of the clock tower, stretched out his hands, gently lifted the little girl up, and smiled lovingly at her.

"Ah, it's so beautiful." Ms. Corinna smiled wryly, and two tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

"It turns out that this is my destiny." Whether she becomes a banshee or not, this world is destined not to give her the chance to become a heroine.

"Death is so close, it's so beautiful." Ms. Corinna stared at the front with empty eyes, and the whisper of the Holy Light sounded so uncomfortable.

Ms. Corinna is likely to be the kind of person who doesn't have any beliefs. The more generous and firm the will instilled in the other party, the more she will stand on the sidelines.

"Let me die quickly! This world deserves to be cursed!" The banshee suddenly swept away her bad mood of decadence and self-pity, and roared loudly with the edge drawn by the pilgrimage light.

Whoosh!

A subtle refreshing sound sounded, and the banshee felt that she was suddenly pulled away from the small town of Lery by some mysterious force.

And the era that summons her, and the person who summons her, are in the future.

"I'm already doomed. There's nothing worse."

The banshee murmured, and she drifted uncontrollably, cruising through the distance, past sheets of mirrors that were either skewed or distorted.

The banshee saw that the end of the journey was a piece of blue-gray stone brick building, and there was a "person" who was leaning over and waiting for the exit.