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"How is that possible!"

"This guy actually tore apart the running psychic energy with his bare hands!"

Su Lin exclaimed.

Then, the running diversion wormhole was torn apart, forming small vortices, and finally disappeared.

The diversion wormhole ceased operations, and the magic ceased to function.

What appeared in front of Zhao Guangli was a delicate and cute little face.

Davya's face is so small that it can be covered with one hand, so it looks particularly delicate.

"You don't look like a law mage."

Davya stood about three or four meters in front of Zhao Guangli.

This distance has already put terrible pressure on Zhao Guangli.

[Black Hunter] is trembling.

"The slate monster, the spiritual thread you released, and this diversion wormhole...these are standard equipment of the formal order system. It just so happens that Davya knows a pretty good order system."

Davya's fingers wearing white gauze gloves shook slightly.

"You are completely different from him."

Davya's voice was soft, enchanting and charming.

Zhao Guangli said nothing.

He is still thinking.

A formal knight.

The monster level that can defeat Shen He and Bai Ge is officially extraordinary.

There is definitely a gap in strength between such people, and it is impossible to make up for it through any technical ability.

Really just give up.

Zhao Guangli didn't want to die, at least he didn't want to die here.

Destiny brought him to this world, and he must do something different from what he had done before.

Song Tingying took a deep breath and raised her right hand.

"I am Song Tingying."

"I am Song Tingying of the Song Clan."

The girl's voice was soft and waxy, revealing her strength.

"What a lovely little girl."

The temperament revealed by Song Tingying made Dafuya feel vaguely nostalgic.

Once upon a time, I was like this.

What a shame.

"Can you tell me how Uncle Ji and Sister Xiao are doing?"

Song Tingying asked in a low voice, but her eyes were serious and clear.

"If you are referring to the knight named Ji, then it is a pity that that guy is dead... No, including that guy, there are a total of ten official levels, and I have not let go of any of them."

Davya's appearance here proves that her words are correct.

Song Tingying had a premonition and became more calm.

"Don't kill Zhao Guangli, just kill me."

The girl sighed and said seriously. There seemed to be a line of snow between her eyebrows that could not be melted away, forming lines of sadness one after another.

"Logically speaking, I want to kill him."

"Can you... not be so unreasonable?" Song Tingying's voice was soft but firm.

Zhao Guangli looked complicated.

Too strong.

opponent.

A girl who is a formal professional, powerful, terrifying, and a genius.

But he attacked an ordinary person like Song Tingying.

The woman named Dafuya, just by the fighting spirit emanating from her body, made it almost impossible for Zhao Guangli to stand.

Such a terrifying sense of oppression is suffocating.

Zhao Guangli touched the black box on his right side.

The next second.

Something shocking happened.

Davya's Western sword drew a sword flower.

The black box on the right was torn into small pieces one after another in an instant.

certainly.

Also included is the crossbow blade.

【Black Hunter】.

Zhao Guangli even heard the mournful sound of the crossbow blade.

The sound of the saw chain breaking, gear teeth falling off, and blades shattering.

The accompanying sword blade sliced ​​through the air.

Completely shattered.

Zhao Guangli opened his eyes wide.

"This is... the last time."

"Don't look at me like this, my patience is actually very poor."

Davya's smile gradually faded.

"One by one."

"They're all trying to stop me."

"Obviously it's just a small matter. As long as I kill her, it will be over."

"You guys, come over and block my way one by one."

Davya's face became sickly and fierce, and the fighting spirit in her body became more intense and terrifying.

"It's been like that from the beginning..."

"In order to please the nobles, are you even willing to sacrifice your own life..."

She raised her long sword and pointed it at Song Tingying.

"As the little princess of the Song Dynasty, the cherry blossom living in the greenhouse is extremely sad in my opinion."

Davya said seriously.

"Flowers in a greenhouse will break when touched. They are castles in the air living in falsehood."

"You can overlook the earth so naturally while leaning on others. It's really..."

"It's sad."

Dafuya slowly approached Song Tingying.

The blade of the Western sword came closer and closer to her.

Song Tingying's body was trembling.

There is nothing she can do.

That’s it.

Grandpa, brother...

"I'm not afraid of you."

"You are a monster with a twisted heart, a demon."

"You killed so many people."

"You will definitely go to eternal hell."

This is what Song Tingying mustered up her courage and said with all her strength.

This was also the first time she spoke so loudly.

The girl vented her emotions like a blooming firework.

Davya's eyes flashed with pity.

"You don't know anything at all."

"It's you who deserve to go to hell..."

The sword was raised.

Zhao Guangli sighed.

No need anymore.

It's over.

There is nothing left.

Despair spread.

Zhao Guangli retracted his hand, which seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

Su Lin covered his eyes.

"Okay, please stop."

A girl's voice appeared at the end of the street, clear and sweet.

"Eh."

Davya frowned, and a large amount of blood spurted out from her wrist.

"Who is it?"

Davya lowered her head and looked at her bloody wrist, then turned her head and shifted her gaze from her wrist to the end of the street.

A girl in a pleated skirt stood in the distance, with a small umbrella open in her hand and leaning on her shoulder.

Behind her, a huge black shadow appeared.

Wearing strong armor, it should be said that you can only see the outside of such medieval armor, like a huge sculpture.

Davya was slightly surprised, then she folded her Western sword and saluted.

"A strange person is here again."

The girl has golden curly hair and looks extremely noble: "Miss, you must have had enough trouble tonight. If it is enough, please give me a face."

The girl walked in the direction of Davya, walking slowly and slowly.

The huge armor followed her step by step.

"Ah, ah, this is very difficult to handle."

Dafuya scratched her head: "Song Tingying must die. If the task is not completed, it will be difficult to deliver."

"That's good."

The girl is holding an umbrella, showing good education: "Let me introduce myself first."

"My name is...Talia Morgan, that's my full name."

There doesn't seem to be anything special about the name.

Zhao Guangli thought so.

However, Su Lin had a particularly shocked look in his eyes.

"Talia Morgan...are you sure you want to get involved?"

Davya's face turned cold, and her hand was always on the hilt of her Western sword: "Even if you are a member of the Morgan family, this will not be the reason for me to stop."

"After all, you exude a particularly strong..."

"The stink of nobility."