Casting a brief glance at the "garbage" kicked away by him, the Phoenix Lord suddenly accelerated and passed through the queue of the conspiracy like a stream of light. In the next second, dozens of heads flew up at the same time.
Malus also knew that those people alone could not stop a Phoenix Lord, and there was a shortage of high-level combat power now, so she ordered the transfer of Veronica at the beginning of the raid.
And she tried to ask people to find Everene who was lost in the battlefield. She might be the only one she had on hand to stop the Phoenix Lord.
However, Efreni was still in a state of confusion. She was suddenly put online by a strange god. Before she could react, war was already raging around her.
She initially found a place to hide and observe the situation, but as the firepower from both sides gradually increased, she had to dig out from the ruins of a collapsed VIP room.
As soon as the results came out, she fell into a chaotic communication. Various consciousnesses and voices kept drilling into her mind. She tried to get information from the chaotic whispers, but to no avail.
An ordinary mind would be quickly driven crazy by such an exchange, but now Efreni seems to be able to divide a part of her consciousness to devote to this task.
But then a group of people found her——
Victor had fallen deeply in love with Efrenie and sent his strongest killer to take her life.
"roll!"
Efreni yelled, suddenly exerted force, kicked the neck of an elite cabal warrior, then wrapped a whip around the neck of another, broke it with force, and kicked the hundred-fight elite towards him. He was shocked. companion.
Now, she seems to have endless power, and her speed and reaction are dozens of times higher than before.
Then she dropped to the ground like a cat and sped towards the remaining guards.
The sluggish killers, now recovering from their shock, shouted angrily and tried to stop Efreni by shooting.
The Shadow Daughter struck them like a bolt of lightning, each of her punches and kicks driven by rage, until the last slayer fell dead, and none of them managed to hit Evrene.
But the fight attracted more killers, who rushed over ferociously, and one of them tried to shoot Everene with a death weaver gun.
The Shadow Girl dodged the incoming web and threw the sword she had just picked up.
The weapon flew past and hit the gap between the warrior's breastplate and helmet.
"Oh, my dear Efrenie, I didn't expect that I would be the one to end your life in the end."
At this time, an annoying voice came, and Efreni turned her head and saw the soul hunter Valosian Seselak walking towards her.
The sharp blade of Victor's number one thug was covered in blood, and he had obviously harvested many lives of his own race before. He stared greedily at Efreni's body, and then shook his head.
"It's a pity, it's a pity that we have to part ways before we have a happy time."
"Your death will please me."
Not wanting to talk nonsense with the other party, Efreni stepped forward with her sword.
Valosian immediately stopped smiling and dealt with it seriously. In fact, he had noticed that the current Efrenie was completely different from the past, so he used all his strength as soon as he came up, sliding around Efrenie's sword as if it had no entity. .
Even though Evrene could cut down a circle of clumsy Cabal warriors with every swing of her sword, Valosian could always dodge every attack.
Valosian's sword glowed darkly in the firelight, and his fingertips overflowed with energy like blood flowing in his body or rain dripping down his arms.
Then, the soul hunter's wrist suddenly moved, and the sickle-shaped claws passed by Efreni's tilted head, but still created a shallow cut, allowing drops of hot blood to cut into her collar. .
The next second, the wound healed.
Valosian Seselak narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Honey, what's wrong with you?"
"I have entered the path of death. This is also the path of all Adas in the future, the only path."
"Huh? Are your brains burned out?"
Valosian Theselak has never heard of the God of Death. In Eldar mythology, it is usually Lady Haig who controls aging and death, but because of the existence of Isha, the concept of death has actually been downplayed.
"It's a waste of my energy to explain this to you. You should just die."
Efreni took the lead in attacking, stabbing Valosian's head straight with her sword, and then slashed in an arc.
However, the soul hunter was still very fast. He jumped into the air with an astonishing spin and avoided the blade of Efreni.
But Efreni had already anticipated this, and when her opponent passed by her, she suddenly raised her other hand.
A ball of energy burst out, forcing the opponent to change course, and then the sword in his hand slashed in the opposite direction of the opponent's dodge.
The long sword passed over his head and hit the surprised soul hunter in the abdomen. In just a moment, it cut deeply into Valosian's chest. However, the opponent's internal organs seemed to have regenerated and wrapped around the long sword.
"Hey, Efrenie, did you forget my armor-"
Before he finished speaking, a burst of psychic energy came back along the blade, knocking Valosianla away and falling to the wet ground.
Efreni stared at the opponent indifferently, and naturally drew an arc with her sword and drove herself around in a circle. During the second rotation, she raised the sword slightly, preparing to slide across the opponent's neck.
The next second, nothing happened.
A guillotine wrapped in icy power blocked her sword.
"Kandulak——"
Efreni naturally knew the Lord of Mandela. She took a few steps back, away from the biting energy, and became one of the few people who could see the other person's true form.
It was a thin figure with messy hair, wearing a tattered skin of an unknown creature. There were four arms on the torso, and mysterious runes kept appearing on the skin.
As if realizing that the other party saw him, Khandulac's light green eyes flashed faintly under his disheveled hair, followed by a whisper like a poisonous snake's message.
"I want your head."
The next second, the opponent was split into nine parts and rushed at the same time from several directions, as fast as a stream of light.
Efreni held her breath steady, mobilized all her strength and spiritual energy, and then turned the sword in her hand.
After dozens of clanging sounds, Kandulak crawled back to the ground like a hunting leopard. The black blade in his hand scraped lightly, making a harsh noise.
Efreni took a few steps back again, and then the sleeve of her right hand suddenly fell off, and there was a shallow blood mark on her arm. There were also two cross blood marks on her white back, and these scars were not there. Healed immediately.
"Death...yes, the power of death..."
Khandulac's hoarse voice sounded, and then he propped up his body and walked slowly around Everene.
"What is the name of the God of Death you are talking about..."
"Jena..."
"Jena...I...heard some...legends..."
Efreni blinked and then said:
"Then maybe we-"
Before she could finish her words, she suddenly felt a burst of wind behind her. Just as she turned around, a screaming sword rushed towards her eyes——
