Chapter 102: Transfer (please vote for me)

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Dang Dang Dang!

Ryan kept retreating, but also blocked the violent attack of the shepherd Pierre Berry.

Pierre Berry's eyes had already turned red; his usual gentleness seemed to have completely released the fierceness sealed in his heart.

Taking advantage of the dark or pale evil arms stretching out from the shadows, grabbing Ryan and interfering with his movements, Pierre Berry raised the ax high again and struck hard at the enemy's head. . .

This time, Ryan did not block while retreating to neutralize the force. He did not even raise the "Sword of Dawn".

He just turned his body sideways, letting the terrifying or twisted arms grab his legs, and letting the shepherd Pierre Berry's ax hit his shoulder.

when!

Spider web-like cracks instantly appeared on the silver-white shoulder armor, and light continued to peel off and dissipate in mid-air.

Ryan endured the pain, knelt down on one knee, and inserted the "Sword of Dawn" into the floor of the second floor.

He believes that he and his companions have been separated for too long, and must find ways to get back together at all costs.

The power of a team is greater than each member working alone!

In an instant, the two-handed giant sword condensed with light exploded.

It disintegrated into countless fragments of light, turned into a hurricane, and swept towards the shepherd Pierre Berry in front.

This terrifying blow full of destructive meaning caused Pierre Berry to show an uncontrollable expression of panic.

He ignored the evil arms stretching out from the shadows and retracted directly into his own shadow. '

A sharp storm composed purely of light then engulfed the area, cutting all shadows and all evil into pieces.

"Light Storm" is a range-type attack ability. Although Ryan tried his best to control it to target the enemies in front, it still inevitably affected the left and right sides, the rear, the sky above, and the feet.

Silently, the walls of Lumian's bedroom and Aurore's bedroom collapsed at the same time, turning into tiny pieces in the terrifying storm.

The dark vines hanging from the roof in the area near the balcony instantly turned into flying weeds, and even the priest Guillaume Bennet, who was floating in the air, had to hurriedly avoid them.

He flew out of Aurore's house, with bloody scratches appearing one after another on his body.

Boom!

Half of the roof was blown off, and the floor on the second floor became pitted. In many places, the stove below could be directly seen.

Liya was also engulfed by the storm of light, but her figure quickly became thinner and shorter, and she was cut into powder in the form of a paper figurine.

When the terrifying storm subsided, she appeared in the study room, which was only half intact.

It was only because Ryan knew that she had a "paper double" that he dared to launch such a violent and terrifying attack on the shepherd Pierre Berry in front of him in this small environment.

As for the siblings Aurore and Lumian in the side room, and Valentine on the balcony at the back, the former two had the wall to take most of the damage, while the latter was farther away. At the same time, Ryan had been Forcibly controlling the direction of the storm, even if it is not too successful, still has a certain effect.

It was after weighing the current situation that he made a decisive decision and used this game-breaking blow.

The high-altitude crimson moonlight and faint starlight shone in from the broken roof. Ryan quickly looked around, but did not find Aurore and Lumian. He only saw Liya running towards him with a green face. Luntai was unconscious in the balcony area, with multiple wounds caused by the "Storm of Light" on his body, but none of them were fatal.

Seeing that the conditions of his companions were getting worse and worse, Ryan didn't care about looking for someone. He reached out and grabbed Liya's shoulders and led her to the balcony area.

The warrior picked up Valentine with one hand and jumped directly from Lumian's house.

Relying on the silver-white "Dawn Armor" that was not completely broken, he withstood some attacks from the dark, and ran wildly outside Kordu Village, fleeing to the nearest alpine pasture.

This was the plan they had made before: once they could no longer defend Aurore and Lumian's home, they would retreat to the pasture.

Once there, you can use the terrain to defend yourself, and you can jump off the cliff to escape from this area to activate the cycle.

The parish priest Guillaume Bennet was floating in the air, unable to catch up with the "Dawn Knight" who was using his speed to the extreme.

At his feet, from the shadows at the edge of the house, the shepherd Pierre Berry came out.

His dark stiletto clothes were in tatters, and the hood on his back was gone. His face, chest, and legs were all covered with dense sword marks, and blood was constantly oozing out, which was extremely horrifying.

If he hadn't exchanged his shadow with the shadow of a villager outside at the critical moment, he would have died without a whole body just now!

And the villager who served as his subordinate undoubtedly turned into a pile of fragmentary flesh and blood.

Because the Abyss Demonic Flower was quickly destroyed by Ryan's "Storm of Light", Valentine was not deeply paralyzed, so he woke up before leaving Kordu Village.

"How's the situation?" He asked, his mouth full of wind.

Ryan, who was running wildly, could not elaborate in detail, so he could only respond briefly:

"Help Liya first! Valentine immediately looked at Liya, who was held by Ryan's other arm, and found that her face was pale and green, and her expression was quite wrong.

Without hesitation, Valentine stretched out a palm with difficulty and pressed it on Liya's shoulder.

"sun!"

he shouted in ancient Hermetic.

Drops of translucent golden liquid emerged out of thin air and sprinkled on Liya's body.

Liya's expression suddenly became distorted, and bursts of green smoke came out of her body.

In just one or two seconds, Sybil's transparent figure separated, with undisguised surprise and fear on her face.

She couldn't believe she was expelled from Leah's body.

Immediately afterwards, illusory golden flames jumped out of the void, burning the strange spirit into drops of liquid like a candle.

Sybil screamed and cursed, but could not escape the fate of being purified.

This time, she failed to be "reborn" in Valentine's body.

"Evil thing!" Valentine cursed in a low voice.

"Want to chase?" Shepherd Pierre Berry raised his head and asked the curate Guillaume Benet who was floating in the air.

Although he was in quite bad shape, he still refused to give up.

Guillaume Benet thought for a few seconds and said:

"No need, things here are more important.

"Sibyl is dead."

"Can't she be 'reborn'?" Pierre Berry was very surprised.

He was not very sad about his sister's death.

Guillaume Benet couldn't help but curse:

"I have been telling her not to play 'rebirth' in front of the three official extraordinary people. This level of 'rebirth' is naturally restrained by the power of Yang Tu. As a result, she didn't listen at all."

"Trash! What a waste of the Lord's gift!"

Lumian opened his eyes suddenly and saw the thin gray fog and the familiar ceiling.

He woke up in the ruins of a dream after being comatose.

After groping for a seat, Lumian breathed heavily.

The moment he was attacked by Aurore, he was really disheartened and had the idea of ​​giving up.

This wonderful life she gave, these five years of life she gave, she could take it back if she wanted to.

Huh... Lumian breathed out, and two clear thoughts flashed through his mind:

"The one just now wasn't Aurore, it was her who was controlled by a monster!

"If I give up now, it will be like giving her to the monster and extinguishing her last hope!"

Lumian stood up, his will becoming firm again.

One stop

He cast his gaze towards the window and saw a bottle of strong wine, a honeysuckle flower, some grape vines and water fern powder placed there.

Did the lady bring the materials in? Did she just witness us being attacked? Why didn't she? Lumian shook his head and shook off the subsequent thoughts.

In this situation, you can only rely on yourself and your companions. No matter how powerful others are, they can't play any role!

Lumian wasted no more time, took out the tools used to prepare the "Hunter" potion, and poured 50 ml of spirits into the beer glass.

Honeysuckle, grapevine powder, water fern powder were poured in one after another, and finally the "stone" that gave off a foul smell and seemed to have dark black liquid flowing on its surface.

In the sizzling voice, the Extraordinary characteristics of the "Provocateur" dissolved, and the honeysuckle flower completely disappeared.

In the beer glass, the originally colorless spirit was dyed with a dark color and became quite viscous. Just seeing the potion, Lumian had the urge to throw it away and crush it.

He calmed down and calmed down his mood and adjusted his state by meditating briefly and then quickly stopping.

After a few seconds, Lumian picked up the beer glass without hesitation, and Gulu drank the disgusting and pungent "provocateur" potion.

As soon as he put down the cup, he immediately felt as if his internal organs were becoming heavy and falling downwards.

Lumian, who already had experience, sat cross-legged on the floor, closed his eyes and waited for the next change.

His breathing quickly became hot, and his emotions quickly lost stability, sometimes furious, sometimes sad, sometimes frustrated, sometimes excited.

At the same time, the sound that seemed to come from infinite distance yet very close to his ears appeared, like an iron fiber inserted directly into his temple.

Familiar and severe pain filled Lumian's mind, but there were still some thoughts that could not be dispelled:

"I want to succeed!"

"I want to unlock the secrets of dreams!"

"I want to rescue Aurore!"

"I want to break the cycle in Kordu Village!"

Burning sensations, tearing sensations, and hallucinations on the verge of losing control came in turn. Lumian tried his best to bear it without opening his eyes or changing his posture of sitting cross-legged.

He felt like a small boat in a storm, being tossed around by waves and hurricanes, unable to control himself, but not sinking.

After an unknown amount of time, the pain began to subside quickly, and the bloodthirsty and crazy thoughts also left Lumian's mind.

He then opened his eyes and knew that he had become the "provocateur" of Sequence 8.