The night was getting dark, the cold moonlight was falling from the sky, and the gunshots in the town gradually subsided.
In the secluded and dark street, Bessie held two scimitars, licked her red lips, and looked at Per and Matt with a smile.
Matt, who lost part of his arm due to her sneak attack, turned pale. He stared at Bessie coldly and said nothing.
At this moment, he was in a dilemma. He was seriously injured, and Pell was too exhausted. No matter who faced Bessie alone, it would be very dangerous.
In the deep alley, the atmosphere was very dull for a moment, and neither party acted rashly.
After all, there were two enemies. Even though the sneak attack was not fully successful, Bessie did not launch an attack rashly.
"What are you waiting for? Come on me, one in front of the other, hold your waist, undress, hold your buttocks, come in... Do you want me to teach you this?" Bessie said with a clear voice and a smile.
She behaved very casually, but her eyes were cold, looking for the opponent's flaws, waiting for the opportunity like a poisonous snake.
Scarface Pell raised his shield and crossed his sword in front of Bessie. He said in a deep voice: "You go first, I will stop him."
Matt's eyes lit up with joy. He had originally wanted to let him cut off the queen, but he was just afraid that Pell would refuse.
Gerrard was so eager to save him because he had the leverage in his hands, but Pell and he were just mutually beneficial.
"Hold on for a while, reinforcements will be here soon."
After pretending to comfort Pell, Matt ran away. Nothing was more important than his own life.
Bessie did not try to bypass Per and pursue Matt. Instead, she winked at Per and said in a joking tone: "Scarface, as the rumors say, you are very loyal."
She also knew about the Crow Gang, but she had never dealt with them before.
Pell snorted, and the double blades of the silver-white sword shone with cold light. He said in a cold tone: "Smelly woman, we are all in the third level. You have been exposed. Do you still think you will win?"
In frontal combat, the knight profession is stronger than the shadow warrior. The latter is a typical assassin profession, known for its high agility and sneak attack assassination.
Bessie held the two swords filled with cold light, a ray of purple light flashed in her eyes, she pursed her lips and smiled and said: "Men just like to be heroes. In your state, you dare to stay and break up the queen, okay, I will help you Of generosity and loyalty.
I actually admire your stupidity, and I think that coward Matt probably thinks the same way, and he won't be grateful for it. "
Bessie's words were very sharp, and Pell's expression froze, just when he was about to say something to refute.
"Arc Blade - Waxing Moon!"
Murderous intent surged into the sky, the snow-white sword light suddenly rose, and two arc-shaped sword lights cut through the night sky and fell from the sky!
Clang!
The sword light collided with the shield in Pell's hand, and sparks flashed. Under the huge impact, Pell's body fell backwards, and his legs plowed two marks on the paved ground.
The corners of Bessie's mouth raised, and she stood on tiptoes, leaping forward like a strong female leopard.
'Arc Sword - Last Quarter Moon'
The double blades in her hands quickly overlapped and slashed down like a phantom, with extremely sharp blades intertwining together.
The sword light is layered on top of each other, like a spider web, rapidly extending in the air and covering it.
Pell was startled, crouched down slightly, and the big shield hit the ground with a clang!
A diamond-shaped barrier shining with golden light instantly rose from the ground, facing the knife network sweeping down like a whirlwind.
Clang, clang, clang, sparks flying everywhere, smoke and dust filling the air, the sword light streaked across the floor tiles, cutting open gaps.
Pell's arm holding the shield trembled violently, and his whole body kept retreating under Bessie's violent attack.
He secretly complained in his heart. He had consumed too much before and lacked spiritual energy in his body, making it difficult to fight back.
"Secret Skill - Shadow Clone"
Taking advantage of his situation, he rushed forward with a knife and swung Bessie's body, split it into three parts, and attacked Pell from three directions.
Murderous intentions were everywhere, and six cold scimitars struck from all directions. The sharp light of the swords made people's scalp numb.
Pell's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes widened, but at night, he couldn't tell which one was the real one.
[Shadow Warrior] is a profession that is more advantageous at night. The probability of the enemy seeing through the illusion will be reduced. If it is during the day, the effect will be worse.
Knowing that he would lose if he defended for too long, Pell gritted his teeth, channeled the few spiritual energy in his body into the knight's sword, and prepared to fight hard.
"Loyalty - Faith - Glory - Courage!"
Every time he shouts a word, the silver-white double-edged sword in his hand will light up with a color of light!
Four colors of red, orange, yellow and green light shone, illuminating the entire street. Pell held the knight's sword and swept across it.
Uh-huh!
The ten-meter-long sword light cut through the long street like thunder, setting off a terrifying wave of air. All three Bessie, whose real and fake ones were difficult to distinguish, were cut off at the waist and turned into nothing.
Bang, a wall was shattered by the sword light, raising dust all over the sky, but Pell was panting and looked very ugly, so he missed the hit.
Soon he felt creeped out as he lost sight of Bessie.
In the corner of the wall beside him, the black shadow twisted, silently outlining a graceful curve.
A cold female voice came from all directions, echoing in the deep alley: "Arc Blade - Synodic Moon!"
A bit of cold light broke through the air, the sword suddenly appeared, and the sharp edge came from the side, carrying a terrifying killing intent.
"No!"
Pell's body tensed up, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he shouted in despair, only having time to deflect the shield in his hand.
Poof!
Blood spattered, an arm disappeared, and the shield fell to the ground with a clang. Pell turned his neck and saw the last scene of his life.
A strong wind blew against my face, causing my cheeks to hurt. The first quarter moon, the last quarter moon, the new moon, the waning moon... the snow-white sword lights were densely packed and overlapped together.
The two swords danced in her hands, and the brilliant light of the sword was like a full moon, shining like bright moonlight on Pelle, who looked desperate.
A burst of sharp pain struck, fleeting, darkness descended, and poof, blood gushed out like a fountain.
Pell's head was thrown high, and his neck, chest, arms, thighs... were all crushed by the sword.
The moonlight was dim and blood rained down. Bessie stopped spinning her body and arms. The silver-white swords were already stained with blood.
Drops of blood stained her black leather coat, forming a coquettish black-red color, and the patter of footsteps echoed in the lonely alley.
Bessie walked gracefully through the pool of blood, leaving behind scarlet footprints, and walked towards the outside of the town.
She stretched out her fingers stained with blood, smeared her plump thin lips, and let out a laugh like a silver bell: "Haha, only death can make me truly climax!"
This is a woman who found out that her husband was cheating on her, pretended that nothing had happened, and then cut off his lifeblood with a knife while they were having sex with her husband.
