Chapter 383 The Autumn Rain pours

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Belial just glanced forward, and the swarm of insects passed everyone and headed forward. The defensive formation at the gate of Miaoyuju ceased to exist in an instant.

Azazel, holding a slender stabbing sword that shone with silver light, broke through the door.

Soon everyone walked out of the door, and when they saw what was at the door, they couldn't help but feel angry.

Dozens of corpses were neatly stacked on the ground at the gate, and the door of Runmu Villa opposite was open. Like inviting them in.

Brother Hei, who was always polite in front of outsiders, now let out a roar out of control. The order of the corpses showed that it took little effort for them to defeat these apocalyptic warriors. It was very easy. Opening the door was a sign of contempt for them. .

Brother Lao Hei and his men headed towards Runmu Villa angrily.

At this time, a black wing blocked his way.

"Calm down. Belial."

"Why should you calm down?"

"With the door so open, it could be a trap, you should be able to tell."

"So what? These children on the ground have a similar experience to you and me. They died like this and were piled here neatly like animals."

"Why do you have such an idea? We are here to kill people. It is natural for us to be killed. This is not like you normally."

When Azazel said it, Belial seemed to realize that he was abnormal, but soon the look of confusion disappeared from his face, and turned into anger, even more angry than before.

Old Black Brother pushed Azazel away and said, "Get out of the way, I want to go in."

Although Azazel knew something was fishy, ​​he still followed. He knew that now was not the time to argue. A huge price had been paid and they had no way out.

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As soon as he entered Runmu Villa, Azazel felt as if he had entered another space. The place was shrouded in thick fog, the wind was blowing, and there was an indescribable gloominess. The surrounding plants and trees are like a maze blocking the way forward.

Azazel opened the huge ancient book, closed his lips quickly, and began to recite a strange spell silently.

But the next moment he suddenly stopped chanting the mantra and closed the ancient book heavily. He felt an inexplicable irritation in his heart. Why should he be so cautious? They are just some children.

After walking a few steps, Azazel found that the person walking in front had disappeared. An inexplicable feeling of loneliness hit his heart. This reminded him of the pain of losing his parents and three sisters, and the time without them. , I was almost swallowed up by this feeling of loneliness. Immediately afterwards, the feeling of fear struck again. The transition of all these emotions was very natural, and all the emotions accurately hit the deepest weakness of his soul.

Azazel walked alone in the labyrinth-like courtyard, with no light around but the sound of the wind. Azazel's mind was filled with the horrific images of those wanderings in West Asia. A child born into a noble family had no worries about food and clothing since childhood, but suddenly lost all his relatives and wandered around, begging for food, and would be caught in trouble from time to time. into various armed conflicts.

All this seemed like an invisible hand holding his heart tightly, making him unable to breathe. He wanted to shout, but his throat was choked by fear and he could only let out a weak cry. Azazel didn't know how long he hadn't cried. He cried when his parents died. He also cried after his three sisters disappeared. After that, he never cried again.

Suddenly Azazel seemed to realize something. This courtyard was by no means simple. It seemed that some kind of formation was arranged to confuse people's minds. However, he knew that the formation alone should not have such a profound impact on him. There should be another master pulling his emotions, which caused him to be deeply involved in various emotions just now and unable to extricate himself. It is said that the Chinese have weird methods, but Azazel has never taken it to heart, and he did not expect that he would also fall into the trap.

Azazel began to recite scriptures to guard his mind. Although the emotions that did not belong to him were still there, he had regained his sanity.

After walking for a few more minutes, Azazel saw corpses on the ground. The corpses were all apocalyptic warriors who came with them.

. Most of these people died in miserable conditions with mutilated bodies.

Azazel quickened his pace and walked out of the labyrinth-like garden. Two groups of people were confronting each other in front of him. Old Hei had lost his previous elegance. His clothes were torn and his face was fierce. He stood at the back of a group of apocalyptic warriors. Obviously suffered a big loss.

Opposite him were two dozen young men in strange armor holding broadswords. Azazel did not rush forward, he was searching. Soon he found a thin girl sitting in a wheelchair at the back of the crowd. The girl was dressed differently from the others. She looked very weak and had some submissive cowardice, but her eyes were as sharp as lightning, and soon The girl's eyes met Azazel's, and the girl smiled coldly at him.

Azazel felt a sudden strong sense of fear, and his heart beat wildly. He quickly averted his eyes. He himself didn't know what was going on. At this moment, he only felt that this girl was scarier than the most terrifying girl. The devil is even more frightening.

The silence between the two sides was soon broken. Lao Hei Ge suddenly shouted loudly, and the apocalyptic warriors in front of him neatly charged towards the opposite side. Their movements cut through the air very fast, making a whooshing sound, as violent as a violent wind.

But Azazel felt something was wrong, very wrong. Why did these companions give up their own advantages and charge in this way. At this moment, the Eastern man opposite raised the huge knife in his hand. Just when the two sides were about to collide, he heard a whistle, and the Chinese people cut off the swords in their hands. Knife collided with dagger, knife collided with flesh and blood.

All this made Azazel recall the terrible past again. People in the war were like ants and their lives were like grass. After a wave of attacks, the people on their side suffered heavy losses and left seven corpses in front of the opponent's formation.

Azazel turned his attention to the girl in the wheelchair again. He seemed to realize something. It must be this girl who had affected everyone present in some way.

Azazel once again opened the book carried by the big man. After he chanted a spell, an invisible barrier enveloped the girl in the wheelchair.

In just an instant, all the negative emotions in Azazel's heart disappeared.

The other side launched another attack. The Li family went step by step and raised their swords to prepare for a strike. The moment they swung the swords, they suddenly felt a strong sense of fatigue, but Mo Dao still struck down. This time, no one hit anyone. They seemed It was chopped on a hard copper wall and an iron wall.

Most of the Li family members who were originally seriously injured were bounced away by the huge force. All the accumulated pain suddenly burst out. The previous excitement brought by adrenaline secretion disappeared, and several people were seriously injured. The Li family even fainted directly.

The Li family's formation, which had been intact before, was now completely gone and riddled with holes. Soon the people on the opposite side launched a new round of attacks. Li Long whistled a few times quickly, and seven members of the Li family, including Zhang Nian'er and Huo Huiling, took a step forward and blocked the weak ones behind them.

At this time, those apocalyptic warriors were obviously more agile and faster than before. The collision that was supposed to happen did not occur, and all the enemies avoided the Li family who were holding knives in front of them.

Li Long only heard screams coming one after another from behind. She knew these people, they were all her cousins. She knew it was not good and no longer insisted on the formation. He pulled out the spear from Mo Dao, turned around and went to fight.

The reactions of the seven people in front were almost the same as Li Long's, and soon they collided with each other. The Li family waved the Mo Dao and Ma Shan in their hands, and every move was carried with fierce wind. In order to protect the injured, several people The comrades have almost no defense and use desperate moves. The battle where we had the upper hand just a few seconds ago has now turned into another situation. The blood and sweat we spent before have now resulted in serious injuries, death and failure, and all the efforts have become worthless. worthless. But no one cares, they just hope to defeat their opponents as soon as possible so that they can save more people.

Zhang Nian'er and Huo Huiling were the first to react. Zhang Nian'er dropped the Mo Dao in his hand and rushed towards the girl in the wheelchair behind.

Huo Huiling held a Mo Dao in her right hand, an equally huge horse-cutting knife in her left hand, and a scimitar in her mouth. She rushed into the place where the enemy was most numerous. Killed several people in just an instant

The apocalyptic warriors who slaughtered the wounded, blood, meat, and all kinds of red and white things were all over her body. At this time, Huo Huiling was like an evil ghost from hell.

Zhang Nian'er stood in front of the wheelchair and checked for a moment. Seeing that the girl isolated by some kind of barrier seemed to be in no danger for the time being, she soon gave up. She knew that this was not her field. She knew what she was good at and could solve problems. All he has is his own pair of fists. Zhang Nian'er turned around and left, rejoining the battle.

There are no so-called heroes at this time. Both sides of the battle have comrades who died tragically in the hands of the other side. Both sides are red-blooded. Both parties no longer care about so much at this moment, everything is just to survive.

At this moment, the other party seemed to have given up its speed advantage. Seeing that fewer and fewer people in the Li family were standing, they transformed into beasts and were bound to kill their prey in one go.

Zhang Nian'er put on a pair of animal-shaped gloves and opened her bow from left to right. Every punch she punched was like a thunder and lightning full of power, as if it could break rocks into pieces. Almost no one could block her punch.

Although her speed is not as fast as those apocalyptic warriors, it is not so easy to get rid of them once they are targeted by her. She is like a tarsal maggot until the opponent dies under her punch.

No one could imagine how brutal this battle was, and almost none of the dead were intact. But no one flinched, no one even shouted, everyone gritted their teeth, with only one goal, which was to kill the other party.

Without warning, suddenly, the sky suddenly changed, clouds gathered, and the moon was suddenly swallowed up by darkness. Then a sudden autumn rain poured down. The raindrops were fast and powerful. Each raindrop was as heavy as a stone, hitting everyone's face and body intensively.

The sudden autumn rain extinguished the flames of war. There was a mess all around, with corpses and wounded scattered everywhere. They were lying on the ground, leaning on walls, or leaning under trees, without anyone taking care of them. Some of them were mutilated and beyond recognition, making them difficult to identify.

There were only two people left standing in the battle formation, and Zhang Nian'er was breathing heavily. Huo Huiling stood leaning on a knife and was trying hard to adjust her breathing.

At this time, two people came out of the darkness. Although they find it a bit incredible, they cannot imagine that these young Chinese people can be so powerful.

Azazel and Black Brother finally emerged from behind the scenes.