adventurer killer

Deriya is unarmed, she doesn't need any weapons, the tradition of Amazon female warriors rests here, she clenches her fists and can fight for the benefit of the group.

Lutfu's cute and cute figure always follows her behind.Although she couldn't keep up with her pace since she was babbling, her sister has been working hard.

Everyone in the tribe thought that Deriya would be jealous of her sister, but no one knew that Lutf admired her sister the most. For example, she often left without saying goodbye and took risks alone.

Lutfu wants to make her six-year-old body strong, so she has to go out to practice arrows every day, and she can dazzle people with war spears more than anyone else.

She wants to be her sister's solid backing, so that Daria will have no worries every time she goes on an adventure. At least, she won't just take a war spear because of the weight.

Tears blurred Deriya's eyes, and her eyelids became red. She was angry and still tried to adjust her steps and breathing, stepping on the Amazon's special offensive steps, punching and jumping up.

No one must have seen the Amazon jumping and attacking without fear of death. She didn't wear anything on her fists, but she insisted on waving a flame of remnants. When she jumped up, her legs were crossed, as if floating in the air.

Jasmine raised her dazed and ignorant face, a crack at the neck destroyed the graceful curve of her face, which was an unavoidable external feature after the soulbinder fused with it.

There was a chubby arm dangling from the mouth of this Soul Binder, it was impossible for Jasmine to know what it was like to devour a living person, and she didn't even know that this mouth had just hunted.

But Daria's full blow of revenge immediately greeted Jasmine's face, a depression appeared on her cast-iron face covered by a layer of carapace, and Daria was still floating in the air.

She gritted her teeth and used two fists to beat the face of the female spider monster in turn. The spider woman would cry like a human being, but her expression was completely silent, which looked weird.

If she cried bitterly, Deriya would still feel some excitement, but Spider Woman couldn't make a sound at all, her face was covered with a layer of beetle shell, and the red tendon was exposed after it was broken.

"Dead monster, do you think I will let you go if you cry for mercy? My sister, she is so young, how can you kill her?!" Deriya yelled frantically.

She was able to float in the air for a long time, of course, thanks to the strength of her arms. She grabbed Spider Woman's hair with one hand, and slammed it with the other hand. After one round, she switched to the other hand, which was like a pole vault.

"I know you can spin silk." Deriya rolled over sharply, cut her legs upside down, clamped Spider Woman's neck, and smashed her fist into the round hole she used to spin silk.

Just this light blow is enough to reflect the daily fighting literacy of the Amazons. They have long been used to fighting monsters in the wild with bare hands all the year round.

The three holes for spraying silk in the spider woman's jaw were all smashed into pieces, and sticky black blood oozes out from the wound, "Are you at the end of your strength? There is no other way?"

Daria smiled coldly. She could be Lutfu's approachable elder sister, or she could be a rare combat master in the Wanda tribe, all of which will be determined today.

Lutfu died, before starting a bright future, just died in the hands of monsters.Deria's adventures are now alone, and she must grow.

When the younger sister questioned her, she raised her brows lightly, pouted her mouth slightly, and touched the braid on the back of her head with one hand: "Sister, you shouldn't go out alone, I must follow you in the future."

Their mother died in battle in the early years, and Wanda's grandmother gave them the right to live, so that they could have the opportunity to seek revenge from the devil, not to let the younger sister be the monster's food.

Lutf's every move and smile was only fixed on the stumped arm of Spider-Woman who refused to let go, and the nameplate of the Amazons was wrapped around her wrist, jumping up and down as the monster was hit hard.

Daria's fierce punches smashed the silk-spinning organ of Jasmine's living corpse, and now the protective carapace on her face is also torn, and she makes a "hissing" sound with her mouth crooked and eyes slanted.

"Monster! Go to hell!" The Amazon female warrior withdrew her fist and folded her forearm and forearm to accumulate strength. When she swung this powerful punch, she seemed to see her sister stand up in a cloud of smoke.

Doubt appeared between Deriya's brows. She should have been sad, but she felt incredible when she saw the vision of her sister again.Because the illusion was so realistic, it was so realistic that it made her break out in a cold sweat.

On a vast expanse of sea, her sister stepped on the fine white sand, letting the water flow over her white ankles. Here she did not wear a linen waistcoat, but a white skirt.

The long golden hair of the Wanda tribe spread out, and one small braid was wrapped with a blue hair rope and the other was wrapped with a pink one. In this way, it was woven into a head full of stars, with its back facing Deria.

She stood within Dyria's reach, facing the sea, watching the sea moaning forward, the foam beating on the tip of the reef out of the head, dyeing it into sparkling diamonds.

Lutfu's right hand was hanging on the side of her leg, rubbing her thumb and index finger slowly. Her sister knew that this was a small gesture when Lutfu was obsessed with something: "Sister, you finally came to me?"

The girl in the white skirt turned half of her face, rippling at her with the crescents at the corners of her eyes, life and death are impermanent, and Daria was not moved by the beautiful scenery in the phantom to mourn.

But there is one thing that Deriya is worth exploring-she seems to have inhaled a special smell or been hit by a beam of light, and this forced illusion cannot be easily dispelled.

"You are not allowed to pretend to be my sister!" Deriya looked around vigilantly. In such a calm place, only the tide was active, and they gently pushed over from the sapphire blue sea level.

Like a whole row of well-dressed ladies waiting to be recruited by the Houmen, when they bowed and retreated, they quarreled again, as if they were unwilling to leave the venue easily.

Trapped in the hallucination and unable to get out, Daria was full of doubts about everything that appeared. She was afraid that the things in the hallucination would overwhelm her consciousness, so she squirmed her mouth.

Spray the blood from the bitten tip of her tongue to the little girl who is exactly like her sister. "I don't know if it's going to work, but Lutef, that damn thing desecrates your existence."

"I beg you to help my sister, let me tear this unsightly curtain, there is no more request." Her blood spurted forward, her steps stepped forward, and her fist was raised behind her head.

Her blow was powerful enough to overturn a mammoth, so, "No matter what kind of monsters and ghosts, fear the power of our Amazons!" The fist edge ignited flames.

The most powerful weapons of female warriors are their hands. They have been trained as killing machines since they were young. They don't really just want to kill people. They just want to use these hands to continue the thin fire.

Ordinary evil spirits would be afraid of blood, but monsters are just the opposite. They are greedy and bloodthirsty, and giving them blood is like cutting their fingers in front of sharks.

The backward intelligence system of the Amazons will make them suffer a lot.Although the jumping girl is full of hope, she thinks that she has the ghost of her younger sister on her shoulders.

But when she found that the blood column was sprayed on the face of her "sister", and the other party only backed away in a little panic, the softest layer of her heart still received a powerful shock.

"Aren't you a ghost?" Deriya fell to the ground, she turned around completely in front of her, raised her eyelids tiredly, and looked at Lutfu timidly at her. "Because you are not afraid of blood."

"I'm in the future, sister." Lutfu suddenly abandoned all the panic, and spread her immature and harmless arms around her waist, "I've been waiting for you here for a long time."

What was just lost and thought to be gone forever is now back in front of her eyes. The softest part of Daria's heart was touched by her whimpering words, and she let go of her fist.

Daria covered the back of her sister's head with her palm, and gradually rubbed it harder: "I don't understand what kind of future this is? Are you the one who gets eternity?" She told her sister.

"Sister, have you seen the waters in the distance? It's called the sea. It's a scenery that we will never see in our hometown. There are friendly and agile aquariums living in it. Do you want to see it?"

Her sister answered irrelevant questions, but this did not affect the soft light in Daria's eyes. She saw the sea and the sky as one color, and at sunrise, the half-curved sun dyed the entire water surface in ink orange.

It was not scorching at first, but then the sun rose and the brilliance spread, and the seagulls became arrows chasing dreams in the light, and they stopped to rest on the reefs when they passed by, and the sunrise was extremely beautiful.

"I don't think I can understand, are you real or fake?" Deriya's reason always prevailed, she thought about the unreal scene in front of her, and separated her sister.

"Then sister, do you think the world we lived in before was real or was it imagined by you?" Lutf tilted his head and asked her with a grin.

Lutoff pulled up a corner of her white dress and turned it around a few times like a pure white butterfly: "Do you think this is a dress that may appear in our ancient traditional ethnic group?"

"No, I think Grandma Wanda will strongly discourage us from wearing such fashionable clothes." Daria smiled softly, and she narrowed her eyes, carefully watching her sister with her feet embedded in the sand.

Lutfu's small body twirled and laughed joyfully. She was much more lively than before, and she was no longer the girl who lost her innocence and only wanted to practice martial arts well.

"So, come to live, sister." She stopped, only the folds of the skirt hadn't stopped with the stillness of the body, and a layer of hyperactive blush appeared on her face, which was very charming.

"We can't live together, sister." Deriya looked at her sister's little face eager for love, and the happy smile on it turned into a kind of doubt.

"why?"

"I would like to live with you, but I don't want anyone to make fun of my sister. Monster, you not only took Lutfur's life, but also desecrated her soul."

Daria raised her jerky fist and held it between her eyes. "I think my sister must live in such a beautiful place, but you will never become her."

The words "I will never become her" sounded plain, but they squeezed [Lutoff's] big innocent and confused eyes into a sharp line, exuding a deep, cold, and icy light.

Daria was not disturbed by the image of the sea being divided by sharp weapons. This illusion made by monsters did not shake her warrior's heart. She swung that fist.

However, what she didn't know was that it was wrong for her to accept her younger sister's hug just now. Although it was only a short contact, her body was already covered with silk threads, and her arms were forced to be pulled away.

"Let go of me, you damned spider demon!" Jasmine's eyes showed instinctive cruelty, her two downy legs were raised behind her back, and she manipulated the silk thread flexibly like a crab.

A choking black smoke billowed from her body, and many black ants, like iron filings, jumped out of the black smoke like a tide and burrowed into her damaged parts to work. The bones of half of her face were dark and her muscles squirmed.

She remained motionless and allowed the ants to work enthusiastically, while stretching out the other two pairs of fleece legs, and at the same time manipulated six silk threads to bind Deriya who screamed, "There is an enemy attack! Everyone!"

Daria's last glimpse was the sea-blue sky she had seen before, and in another place she saw the sea water and tidal sand that she wanted to step on in this life, that's all.

It is a disgrace for those who have a taste of chasing their dreams. The neck of the Deriya puppet was pulled by the silk thread and rotated 360 degrees. When she fell to the ground, she was not completely dead.

She felt screaming pain from every twisted bone, but her increasingly dull consciousness made her unable to scream, and a large bush was pushed away by a long line.

The tall bone devil with an ax and spear on his shoulder, led by a black monkey holding a crescent-shaped weapon, and a female mosquito flying towards her, stood on the hill and looked towards the direction of the monastery.

"I hope you'll be smarter." The female mosquito picked up her stump, which had lost its perceived weight, and Deriya closed her eyes.