That momentum, that abnormality.
The woman's gray pupils shrank like cat eyes.
From the unusual aura of the person in front of him, it is not difficult to feel the completely different pressure from the provocation just now.
That's the look in the eyes of a raptor when it locks its prey!
The hunter who cut off all carelessness and recognized this as a prey worthy of all his strength would not miss any loopholes.
The magic power in her whole body was churning, causing ripples to appear all over Atoris, like an arrow on the string - she stretched out her hand gracefully yet powerfully, and accurately grasped the handle of the whirling sword.
It was not a choice made to escape, but to go on the offensive and seize the opportunity to win at any risk.
"The lawless scoundrel committed such a serious crime of acting wildly in front of our lord. His malice and brutal violence must be compensated by your complete destruction!"
It's like that kind of sinful thing will never be tolerated.
Spirit Sword Tianliu, a sword that belongs to only one person - Atoris wields the glow that cuts through the darkness, releasing the sword energy that overwhelms the murderous intention of the shadow man.
"Qiang——!" The hand-holding blood sickle used its amazing reflexes to resist the sword energy. The woman's figure retreated a few points, and then her expression moved slightly.
"That wonderful skill is indeed worthy of praise. However - compared to the blunder when I confronted the brave that day, your strength is not even enough to allow me to show the tragic majesty I had then!"
The breath of death lingering around the girl's body sweetly stimulated the devil's sense of smell. Her slender hand caressed her cheek, feeling the belated warmth seeping out, and then looked at the bright red stain on her fingertips. The woman He stuck out his slender tongue and licked his lips involuntarily.
"Haaaahhhh!!!"
Facing Artoris's sharp and cold gaze, the woman suddenly sneered seductively.
At the same time, the darkness began to stir. In the nightmare-like world, the darkness turned into countless sharp blades, raining down as if to slaughter all the living.
"Who gave you the courage to look directly at me like this? You know, I am the sixth executive officer under the Demon King. How can I be despised by mortals like you?!"
The woman's self-deprecating laughter gradually turned into anger. The pitch black sickle she held in her hand was sharp and seemed to be dripping with blood. Under the sharp light of the sword, she sadly released the wail of the dead.
"It's just that you don't want to accept this reality."
The absolute words coming from the young swordsman made the woman's heart tremble, and the thread that was pulling at the powerful moment in her consciousness seemed to be broken at this moment, causing her body and mind to burn incomparably.
Every blow seemed to embody the lament of the dead from hell, rushing towards them as if they would never allow the living to breathe, however.
However, they were blocked one by one by Artoris's glow that drove away the darkness. Her agile figure struck out like a strong wind, rejecting all threats and knocking down all the incoming sharp blades.
There was only a slight distance between the two, and it shortened to zero in just an instant.
The figure moved so fast that it was clearly closer to a phantom than a woman, and the sword flashed like a blazing fire - No! That should be a real flame. What bursts out from the sword itself is a destructive, bright red flame that wants to wash away all sins and makes people dare not look directly at it!
"It's not that I don't have that ability, it's just that your level of weakness is even worse than that of the brave men after the war."
"How could...?" The woman's startled words slowed down in Artolis's eyes. The flaw only appeared for a brief moment, but in her eyes it could also be infinite and eternity.
The flames wrapped around the sword burned even more intensely at this moment, and Artoris slashed out with a tragic swing.
The next second, the earth-shaking dragon roar came!
The moment the flame dragon appeared, the surrounding darkness was swept away by the bright red light. The huge flames were as ferocious as if they were about to uproot the darkness. It was almost like a local volcanic eruption, or it was as incredible as seeing the sun rising suddenly in the dark night.
"Karma Fire Dragon Abyss" Artoris couldn't judge how powerful this blow contained. She just knew that no matter what kind of myth or legend, the final outcome would be light dispelling darkness!
The ferocious fire dragon roared and raised its huge head. Without even giving the woman time to react, it surging with endless flames like an abyss, trapped the opponent and then bit it down.
"Uhhhhhhh~!"
In the blink of an eye, the surroundings were surrounded by soaring fire, and there were no shadows capable of being used. The woman screaming in pain in the fire looked so empty and helpless. Under the attack of the heat wave, even the minimally unfolded shadow praise was already a candle in the wind.
"Sure enough, no matter how many times, I can never get used to this kind of scream." Artoris shook her head helplessly as her toes touched the ground.
Turning around, after drawing a semi-circular arc, the sword blade that quickly dragged up the ground flashed with the power of thunder, followed closely.
"Snapped--"
In just the blink of an eye, everything around him seemed to be stagnant. The space in front of him was broken like a mirror. The ultimate sword passed by, and even time was slowed down by three thirds. Each move was used to crush the darkest... The thundering light extinguished the rising fire and the woman's roar in the night in just a moment.
Finally, the dark barrier disintegrated in front of her eyes, turning back into the quiet and peaceful street under the night. Artolis smiled helplessly, then stepped forward step by step, removing the broken sickle on the ground. pick up.
"So, this is the general story. As you said, that guy is indeed a fierce general under the Demon King, but it seems that he was seriously injured in the battle with the hero. It is estimated that he even lost one-tenth of his strength. Not coming out.”
After drinking a few sips of wine in the tavern, the red-faced Artoris patted Baron on the shoulder and proudly showed off her achievements like the adventurers in the past.
"It's best if you're fine." Barong was not good at boasting, but seeing Artoris's high mood, he also smiled jokingly.
It had been two years since the two came to Tianeste, and the scenes Artoris had seen before were actually nothing more than a fantasy immersed in past memories unfolded by the Demon King's sixth executive officer.
But that's not false, it's just what the two experienced before they first set off two years ago.
In the past two years, the two have traveled to many cities and left many wonderful memories. It is worth mentioning that all of Atoris' abilities as a Blade Dancer were banned. Therefore, at Baron's suggestion, Atoris agreed and followed him to practice her second profession - —Thunder Sword Rider.
Without the assistance of skill books, it is indeed not easy to confidently learn professional skills, but with ample time and a mentor like Barong, this is not a problem. It's just that in less than two years, Artolis has understood the essence of Thunder Sword Rider and can use it in actual combat, which somewhat gives Artolis more confidence in her own strength.
"Speaking of which, it's thanks to the spirit sword and your hint, otherwise I might have been dead before I could escape from the illusion."
