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At most 15-16 years old, wearing a very local style of clothing, it does not look like Kirrlutzian, a long brown hair, wide and smooth forehead, looks very small and cute, if not the other two eyes look Too strange.

The girl was suspended in midair, and her hair was long and windless. She couldn’t see the white eyes or even the pupils in her throat. It was only dark, as if two black holes were constantly rotating, and the hearts of the people would be attracted.

She opened her mouth, and the sound was not like the crisp and lovely of the miss merchant, but the cold and hoarse, as if naturally with a condescending dignity:

“People, you use this kind of thing to lead me out is What are you doing?”

Then she frowned and pressed her forehead with a bloody hand, as if it were very painful:

“wu wu, so uncomfortable…Brando…”

Except for her, there was no one in the field who could make a little bit of noise. The organic spirits wanted to sneak away through this opportunity, but he just moved and suddenly screamed and slammed his head. On the ground.

Under the eyes of everyone, the man’s head burst like a watermelon, the red and white body fragments fluttered in the sky, and the lost body slowly fell into the dust, twitching twice, no more movements. .

“This…this is…” Someone finally seemed to squeeze out a few words from his throat: “Heart…Spirit Ability, mental attack.”

The hearts of all the people present have set off waves in the middle of the river. The secret believers who can participate in such actions will certainly not be the external congregation. As the core believers, they know the secrets that many ordinary people cannot reach.

In Vaunde, no wizard can perform Spirit Ability, even if it is a Buga person as a Silver Lineage. Only a few strangers have the most superficial Psionic, but this level of mental attack can only remind them of a word.

Non-human.

Everyone regrets all of them, what kind of existence did they provoke?

……

The bleak night wind is like the Spectre’s five fingers. It passes through the woods of the river, making the leaves shiver coldly, and the birds singing insects are chilling, leaving only the sound of rustling, walking invisibly in the forest. There was a strong bloody atmosphere in the air, and the battle above the avenue – or the unilateral slaughter passed for a while, a shadow separated from the back of the standing trunk, she carefully came to the side of the avenue, staring The place where the battle took place was in a daze.

She never dreamed that things would evolve into this way. She thought that Demonic Cultist would take the annoying woman away. She stood by and didn’t need to intervene, and everything was within her expectations.

But she saw a dramatic change. She still doesn’t know whether the guy who kills everyone like a cold-blooded monster is the miss merchant who looks so stupid in normally.

Where is that sacred?

Delphine was deeply breathed in, the thick bloody smell rushed into the nose, and there was a vomiting in her chest.

She gritted her teeth and forced herself to forget about it.

But although she tried to stay calm and the general direction of the matter was not too much for her expectations, but somehow, her hand was slightly stunned, she was afraid, obviously this was less than what others saw on her. mood.

Since the beginning of the Steward family, Delphine thought that she could not be afraid of anything. She buried those too soft and unnecessary thoughts early, the men were cold, and she was more determined and ruthless than them.

The same is true of revenge.

I can’t see a silhouette on the avenue –

Prime minister’s daughter Slowly walked to the side of the road, dark red stinky blood gathered into a stream flowing to her feet, in front of the scene that can only be seen in the slaughterhouse.

There is only one body left in the dust, which should be called a corpse, an eyeball, a half head, a broken chest, and a hand and foot. It seems to have opened an open air meat shop. The body parts that originally belonged to human beings were incomplete at the moment, like the rotten meat. They were scattered in the east and west, and the blood flowed across them, mixed with the sand, and the soil was infiltrated into the deep dark red. If there is a bloody rain, the ground is bloody sludge.

The air is filled with a strong rancid smell, like the taste of a warehouse used to accumulate salted fish.

Delphine bent down and pressed her hand to the chest near the collarbone. She finally retched. After a while, she only had a blank face and stood up and swayed. For a moment I don’t know if one’s own chooses is right or wrong.

She stood on the side of the road for a while, then turned her head firmly and walked into the cat and beard hotel.

“In any case, the monster should have entered the Imperial City, and I still have to finish the rest.” She thought.