At the same moment, in Tanaya Park near Valletta Hospital, a man in black armor stood with his hands hanging down and put down the black long sword at his side. At the same time, he also slowly waved away the black aura around him: "Okay. …”
"you win."
"..."
Tania is still unusually quiet in the dark night. Even this park, which usually attracts a large number of people, does not have a single figure at this time. Only the quiet fallen leaves and dull air are floating in the air, still lingering on the black armor-covered sky. Around the man in clothes, it seemed as if what he said before was just talking to himself. The man in black armor stood still and waited for a long time. In the end, he could only look at the swaying grass blades around him and the equally motionless stone sculptures on both sides. He shook his head helplessly: "Do you need to be so careful?"
"..."
"Okay, I know this may not be fair to you, but...it's not my idea." The man in black armor played with the sword in his hand and frowned: "It stands to reason , we and you...have not had much interaction yet, but our differences...will always exist."
"It's better to solve it sooner rather than later, right?"
"..."
The road paved with stones stretched forward in scattered directions along the direction he was in. The flowers, grass and bushes on both sides were also frozen there like stone sculptures, and then gradually were swallowed up by black in the similarly frozen air and disappeared. There is no light in the distance. Looking at this world that seemed to be unable to respond to him, the man in black armor sighed again, then looked at a small building in the distance that suddenly became extremely dark, and raised his hands in a gesture: "Since you don't want to Let’s have a good chat, then… I’ll leave.”
"We'll talk some other time."
With two indifferent chuckles, the man in black armor pulled out his long sword, and then slowly retreated along the path paved with stones. In the dull dark night, for a while, it seemed that only the footsteps of iron boots crushing the ground could be heard rhythmically. However, until the man exited the bushes and walked outside the park, the pair of boots that had been constantly patrolling the surroundings appeared. Eyes, finally stopped. He sheathed his sword and stood up straight, then turned around and silently took a step to the right. A trace made of fine metal went from far to near, and in the next moment it crossed a long distance. Stung in front of him. The black aura rose instantly. He shouted and raised his long black sword. The dark hilt blocked the almost imperceptible attack. Then he swung the sword sharply and hit the sword tip. The condensed black energy was thrown into the distant sky.
boom--
As the grass, trees and statues were blown down by the descending airflow, a place deep in the night was gradually covered by the black air, and then slowly melted away in the gradually spreading air, leaving a huge open space. , as if the flowers, plants and stones here have never appeared before. However, the man who saw this scene slowly shook his head, stood up rather dissatisfied, then shook the long sword in his right hand and inserted it back into his waist: "It doesn't matter. Hit..."
"Okay, okay, I'm really leaving this time."
There was a dull smile behind the mask again. The man in black armor continued to look around, then slowly retreated along the left side of the road, and finally disappeared into the night little by little. And it wasn't until the silence there lasted for a long time that a panting, fat figure rolled out with difficulty from the other side of the bush. He took a few hard breaths and sat down where the man in black armor was standing before. At the intersection, the round pancake-like face began to shed large drops of sweat.
"Damn it, if this kind of person comes around a few more times, my life will be shortened."
Wiping the sweat on his head vigorously, the fat man took out a piece of white cloth from his pocket as if he had remembered something, and wiped his face aimlessly: "I'm still not used to it... blah. "
He stared at the white cloth in his hand for a long time, as if he was thinking about something important, and then he put the towel on his shoulders. His chubby head followed the shouts in the distance. Towards the direction of the still dark small building: "Pamir, Kane, and that Anweina..."
Patting the dirt on his body, he stretched hard while sitting where he was, and then disappeared in place with the gradually blowing breeze, leaving only scratches scattered all over the park, and His last message.
"Hopefully they're still alive."
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Anweina is indeed still alive, but she is not living well now.
Since she got married and settled in Tania City, apart from her daily life and the work of caring for patients, she has never experienced such a tragic battle or death so close at hand. If it weren't for the fact that an important patient came today and she had to work an extra night shift, she might have passed by the corpses in front of her and such a strange situation, and then met her the next morning. In the greetings and conversations of the neighbors, he learned some news that shocked the world, and then continued his ordinary civilian life with the tea he had made. At this time, she had no chance to deal with these things. She could only continue to huddle in the corner of the room, quietly waiting for her fate - ever since the man who suddenly appeared from the window blocked her from the mad man. After the enemy was defeated, the battle between them changed direction, from the air leakage here to the more chaotic rooftop.
The reason why the place became chaotic was because the nurse, who was still huddled in the corner, could still hear the disturbingly fierce fighting sounds above her head.
"Sir, sir..." On the hospital bed next to her, a man in black who was still alive asked tremblingly: "Do we... want to be transferred?"
"I can't run anywhere like this." Pamir, whose whole body was wrapped in bandages, placed his hands safely on his chest, and his eyes exposed through the cracks were full of calm: " Instead of wasting all that effort and going on in embarrassment, it would be better to wait here...to take the opponent's next move."
"But, but... we have suffered heavy losses now, and the number of assassins is unclear." The man in black quickly replied: "Master Yang has not come back yet, and we are alone..."
"Our lives are not valuable, but your life..." Another man in black also hurriedly persuaded: "You can't make any mistakes!"
"...You don't have to be afraid." Pamir shook his head indifferently: "If they could take action, they would have done it long ago. If they had delayed it until now...either they had scruples in the first place, or the person above them , let them have some scruples.”
"It's difficult. Could it be that..."
"hehe."
There was a low laugh in his mouth. Pamir looked up at the crackling ceiling with some sigh. Then he raised one of his hands with some difficulty and pointed at the woman who was still huddled in the corner: "Take it. She... pull her over too."
"...Sir, our numbers are already..."
"Don't worry, just protect her." The nominally highest ruler of the principality, the leader of the parliament, exhaled slowly, and then showed a bitter smile: "Maybe..."
"Her life is more valuable than mine."
boom!
A black figure suddenly appeared above the gap at the top of the room. Like a falling meteor, it hit the wall on the other side of the room. Then, amid another chaotic collision of debris and in full view of the public, he cursed. He got up and said: "a%#a! Get out of the way! I'm going to kill him!"
"You must be mentally retarded. You don't have the skills to curse others..."
Duan Qing, who was on the roof, deflected the two steel claw attacks from the side and rear with a knife, and then poked his head towards the bottom of the hole: "It's better to sneak around and attack me from over there."
"%a%#a..."
The hoarse-voiced black-clothed killer seemed to become even angrier. He threw the dagger in his hand into the distant sky angrily, then took out a longer serrated dagger from his waist, and suddenly moved from that He jumped out of the hole on the roof, then fell completely into the dark night that seemed to be deeper, and stabbed Duan Qing in the back: "Go to hell!"
"Hey……"
The dagger glowing with cold light drew a streak of white light in the air, creating a full moon in the sky. Then it passed by Duan Qing's vest and chopped directly into the wooden roof of the small building. ——Duan Qing, who was holding a long knife, took two steps forward, lifted the tall and thin man's steel claws and pushed him a distance of two meters. While compressing the movement space of the black bat-like man again, he also succeeded. He pierced the attack from his back into the wooden board. Surprised by the opponent's sudden force, the tall and thin man's horse face seemed to stretch even longer. He forcefully pulled back his hands that had been pushed up high, then spun around and kicked the man who was close at hand. Face kicked out.
"You should know one thing."
His voice came from the air, but the next moment, the voice was covered by the sudden roar of the knife: "People from the principality..."
"enthusiasm!"
The sword light reflecting the metallic light connected into a flat surface, rising from the place where the man fell. The shadow of the sword spread out along the direction where his head hung upside down and formed a waterfall, making the man scream like a drake. The killer was once again forced to retreat to his rear. The last knife was inserted upside down into the ground of the roof. The man's body straightened into an iron plate when it suddenly stopped. Then, just as the tall and thin man in front jumped up, he turned sideways in a big circle: " hospitable!"
clang!
The nurse in the room trembled and retracted her eyes from the suddenly pulled out blade, and then covered her ears hard - a sound of metal friction and collision resounded through the night sky, followed by a sound of metal friction and collision. After that, there was the sound of two heavy objects falling to the ground in the distance.
"You can experience this anywhere in the principality."
With a knife, the black-clothed killer who sneaked up from behind was forced back. Duan Qing picked up his kitchen knife and climbed up from the ground tremblingly: "Even in Fars... it's the same."
"But this is Tania!" The black-clothed killer not far away licked the weapon in his hand, and then laughed hoarsely: "Hahahaha! This is the ruthless center of the principality, the purgatory of civilians, and... "
"The tomb of the brave man!"
boom!
He took a few steps forward and rushed to Duan Qing's side in an instant. Then he raised the blade in a moment and punched the opponent's blade: "A person's physical strength is not infinite! No matter what you do, sharp……"
call--
The blade like a door panel suddenly turned, swinging in a large circle in front of the black-clothed killer. Then the blade was horizontal and vertical, and it instantly struck the dagger he had just raised, knocking him to the ground with the dagger. It flew out.
"Too much nonsense."
After spitting in that direction, Duan Qing wiped the corners of his mouth, then threw a medicine bottle in his hand to the side of the roof: "This is how villains all die."
"What is that?" Demon Hunter, who stood in front of him again, retracted the idea of bullying Shang again and asked expressionlessly.
"Don't worry, it's not a stimulant, it's a specialty of Fenghua Town." Duan Qing exhaled and replied: "It can restore my strength and let me make two more cuts."
"Your weapon... has the special effect of accelerating attack speed." The horse-faced man did not continue to pursue the previous question, but thought for a moment, and then looked into Duan Qing's eyes: "This rare special effect, even those Even the president can’t take it out.”
"You are not from the Imperial City." He whispered to himself: "Who are you?"
"Passerby." Duan Qing shook his knife, and then breathed in vain: "There is no guild, but there is one in the adventure group... Do you want me to introduce it to you?"
"..."
"Since you are looking at me so sincerely, then you should listen carefully." Seeing the other party staring straight into his eyes, Duan Qing drew an S-shaped pattern in the air, and then did a few beautiful tricks Daohua: "We are a red soul adventure group from heaven to earth! If you are not convinced, you can come here to cause trouble for me in the future. If our boss dares to frown..."
"Don't listen to his nonsense!"
"ah--!"
A small shout came from the distance, and the roar from behind sounded at the same time. Correspondingly, there was the figure of the black-clothed killer rushing up from behind again, and the reflection on the steel claw that was suddenly handed to Duan Qing. The cold light came out. Duan Qing, who was being attacked from both sides, raised his eyebrows, but the kitchen knife in his hand did not pay attention to either side, but turned half a circle in front of him, and then with a sudden movement of his wrist downward, it hit him directly at his feet. on the floor.
【Ding--】
boom!
As the ceiling collapsed again, the three figures who collided fell together in an instant, falling into another dark ward next to Pamir's room. A black whirlwind spun up in the next moment, scattering the debris that fell on the tall and thin man's head, and then kicked Duan Qing in the head, but stopped abruptly in front of the man - holding a knife The downward movement did not change at all. Duan Qing fell to the floor of the room with his knife in one breath, and then thrust his big knife into the ground, and the blade met the tall and thin man's ankle: "Now..."
"It's time to solve your problem."
Looking at the other enemy struggling to rush up from behind, Duan Qing clapped his hands and swooped down, holding the opponent's dagger-holding arm against the wall behind him. Then he twisted around the moment after the impact and knocked the opponent away. His wrist was twisted into a reverse angle: "Crack."
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
"Shut up!"
He punched the opponent's chest with his backhand. Duan Qing finally pulled out a smile. Then he picked up the dagger in the opponent's hand and stabbed him in the heart: "Doesn't it sound familiar... Royal jester?”
"you you……"
Surprised eyes burst out from the eyes of the black-clothed killer. He looked at the dark face belonging to Duan Qing in the open-ceiling room, and his eyes followed his movements and he looked up, trying to see his name clearly. , however, the darkness brought by death swallowed up his consciousness the next moment, leaving only the last words left by Duan Qing when he turned around: "You should not have ended up like this, it's a pity..."
"You have such a bad character."
