Blood, a kind of speed that is slowed down by time, erupts with the body falling heavily into the snow after the knife maker has taken two full steps.
The night was outlined in a solitary arc.
Delxiu kept a drop of blood in his hand and stuck a knife to the blade. He jumped directly at a stupid Noxasian soldier who hid himself in the dark and kept breathing and exposed his position.
This is the middle part of the old city in Noxas camp. Ten minutes ago, the soldiers who sneaked into Demassia secretly according to Lao Du’s method completely got through the peripheral passage and waited outside in the snow for a whole afternoon. More than 600 of Demassia’s strongest elites slaughtered in the dark like tigers in sheep.
Lao Du walked with his hands behind his back in Del cultivate one’s morality, but he didn’t make a move at all, but walked like a ghost, quietly avoiding all the killing and blood is moving forward.
"What now?" Dandel cut off the first I don’t know how many heads, and then he finally stopped, and his sight was gone from kocide.
There is still a long way to go between more murder and growling.
There seems to be no offensive direction for the time being.
"Don’t stop there. Everything should end there." Lao Du crossed Delxiu’s mighty body without stopping.
He held his finger slightly high in the flickering firelight and pointed at the fortress like a monster in the dark night.
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Galen led the charge all the way over the high mountain cave composed of corpses, and the gate was already visible.
And no attack rushed at them.
The pair of mechanical arms that made Tedmir suffer a lot at noon are as silent as dead at the moment in the night city. The heads are two cannon beasts that have been weathered by years.
"It’s a little strange." Tedmir stood at the top of the corpse mountain with a knife. He looked at the high city head and frowned slightly.
It doesn’t make sense.
In the face of such a completely unstoppable attack, that cripple, who has always been known for his wisdom and cruelty, did not respond
He sat in a dark and unknown corner like a silent fortress, watching a huge number of troops entering his important hinterland.
"I feel a little strange, too." Galen picked a body that was in the way, but his body still failed to recover from the terrible battle in the afternoon.
But …
"But there is no retreat." He gasped and raised his sword, and his sword buzzed in the howling wind again. "This World War I …"
"There are in and out! ! ！”
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"welcome the storm"
In this roar, the fierce chain flash kept jumping and tearing one after another in the dark night, and finally returned to a pair of eyes full of wild pupils.
A bear eye
Volibear’s eyes
Volibear licked his claws stained with blood and carefully pulled every trace of flesh and blood from his fingers and rolled it into his mouth, chewing slowly to prevent a trace of blood from oozing out.
He did it slowly and elegantly, without any bloody feeling.
And that warrior beside him, a savage with a rabbit in his head and a full stomach, is the other extreme.
He frantically clamored and waved his long knife, never letting go of a living thing that appeared before his eyes.
Even later, some people were hacked to death by him, and he kept whipping the bodies with a knife in his hand over and over again, shouting, "Happy, happy, happy is to kill you sons of bitches. The dog wants to annex our great winter claws. Dream on, hahahahaha …"
"Almost" Volibear frowning stop way.
"All right, all right." Winter paw … er, let’s just call him Mr. Rabbit. Mr. Rabbit has stirred up a poor man who has become a meat sauce.
He looked around at the war hell with a knife in the dark for a long time before asking, "Where are we going now?"
