The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

"Be careful!" Florian exclaimed from behind.

Although the Guardian was successfully added to Alok, the attacker was obviously prepared.

A whip accurately hit the white light shield of the Guardian and broke it into white fragments. After passing through the fragments, it hit Alok's back.

Blood instantly dyed Alok's shirt red, and the leather jacket on his body also split from the middle and broke into two pieces.

He groaned in pain and fell to the ground.

"Ah~~"

Fortunately, Alok noticed the attacker in advance, giving him a little reaction time to cast "Guardian" and roll sideways to avoid the key position. Otherwise, this blow would kill him on the spot.

Enduring the continuous pain, Alok knew that now was not the time to groan.

The light of Guardian appeared on Alok again, which was Florian's belated skill.

He got up with a grunt and turned to look at the attacker.

It was a woman with a painful face. After suddenly attacking Alok, there was no subsequent attack.

She stared at the demon lying on the ground with her eyes wide open. Her lips kept trembling.

She walked slowly towards the motionless corpse on the ground. Finally, she knelt down in front of the corpse, her eyes full of tears, and her hands trembled as she dropped the whip in her hand. She couldn't help but cover her face and cry, shaking her head, muttering in her mouth:

"Reg, Reg. This is not true. Didn't you say you were just going out to buy some things? Didn't you ask Misha to wait for you at home? Didn't you say you would beat me when you came back?"

"Why did you die? Why didn't you come back? Why? Why?~~~?"

Misha's voice became louder and louder, her expression gradually lost control and became hideous, and the madness in her eyes became deeper and deeper.

"You are all going to die~~~~ah~~"

She stood up suddenly, picked up the whip beside her, and roared with all her strength.

Her hair gradually turned into whips, and there was no white in her eyes, and they became eyeballs composed of changing colors of dark purple, dark blue and dark red. This is consistent with the color of her astral body.

Her astral body also began to emit a flamboyant light, which was very dazzling. It seemed that she was burning the last of her strength.

Her right hand merged with the whip in her hand, and the five fingers of her left hand also turned into five ropes.

There was no trace of calmness in her expression, and she shouted fiercely. She was like two different people from the woman who had just kneeled on the ground and covered her face and cried.

"Damn it, she was eroded from all directions. Kill her quickly." Florian shouted from behind.

Damn, this is erosion?

Is it so fierce? Can it still transform? It's all whips, how many times can the combat power be increased?

But time does not allow Alok to think about it.

He hurriedly moved away, and it was safer to let the knight do the work of meat shield.

As soon as Florian finished speaking, Alok had just run away, and Il's skills followed.

Fortunately, she reacted the fastest. The first time she saw Misha going crazy, she cast the spell "Transfiguration Spell".

Then a white light hit Misha.

Afterwards, a flash of lightning, a fireball and an ice cone flew towards the crazy Misha from the direction of Il at the same time.

This is more than double the speed of the previous casting.

Didn't I use my full strength just now? Just watching the two of us rushing forward.

Alok couldn't help thinking in his heart.

Then Alok followed Il's steps and asked the banshee Annie to cast a small will-o'-the-wisp. It was inconspicuous among the fireball.

Then Annie cast an ice cone. Finally, she screamed.

However, the skill failed to hit and flew in the air. Misha had already escaped the control of the transformation spell. The flamboyant "hair" began to dance, breaking one skill after another into a bunch of fireworks.

She ran towards Alok with her legs, and the whip in her hand suddenly became longer and attacked Alok again.

I don't want to be whipped again. It hurts too much on my back. I guess I bled a bowl of blood.

Damn it. Why did you find me again? I was obviously the farthest away?

Nima hi~

After reacting, Alok hurriedly hid behind Florian.

Shouting to protect. He cast a light shield for himself.

He took out his pistol, aimed at Misha and fired directly.

The magic arrow hit Misha's leg and only caused her a small amount of damage. Not even blood could flow out.

Instead, it aroused her madness. She screamed madly again, ignoring Florian who was blocking in the middle and rushed towards Alok.

Damn, I killed your mother? Are you so cruel?

No, I killed his man. This seems to be cruel enough.

Florian didn't find an opportunity just now. Now Misha is coming towards him. How can he give up the opportunity. He quickly picked up the hammer beside him and shouted without thinking:

"For glory, charge!"

Then he caught up. He swung the sledgehammer straight to Misha's head. He wanted to end the battle with a fatal blow.

Unfortunately, Misha's "hair" is not vegetarian. The flying long edge instantly became longer, and tied up Florian, who was rushing at him like a fool. Then he casually threw him far away.

Il behind him continued to release skills that were not that powerful, which only harassed Misha.

Misha tied Florian and continued to rush towards Elok. She had no intention of dealing with this knight first.

What to do? What to do?

Elok was anxious like an ant on a hot pot. He ran back quickly, trying to get away from Misha behind him.

Unfortunately, even if Alok ran at full speed with the speed enhanced by energy transfer, the distance was still gradually shortened.

What should I do? What skills do I have?

Opening the door can only be used to escape. It will definitely not solve this thing. Florian is still in his hand, I can't just leave him like that. He is not only a person, but also the money bag of Il and me.

Energy transfer, how many times can it be used against so many whips? At most, it can make me run faster. Use more skills.

Guard, I am adding it. It is also a defensive skill. It broke with one whip. Oh~ This skill doesn't seem to be very powerful. It can't be said that it can provide me with precious time. It can also reduce damage.

Undead prelude, the banshee's attack is also like tickling. It takes a long time for the undead to transform.

Yesterday reappeared. . Alok suddenly froze. Stopped.

I killed her man and made her crazy. You say...

It's too late to think, Misha is getting closer and closer, Alok treats the dead horse as a living horse.

He silently chanted "Yesterday is back". The target was the Reg who had just taken off the mask in his memory.

And in Misha's sight, the running man in front suddenly turned into the tall man she had been thinking about day and night.

Her raised right hand gradually lowered. Looking at the lover in front of her, her steps gradually slowed down. The mutated hands were placed in front of her as if stroking his face, as if she couldn't believe that the person in front of her was not dead.

A little light gradually returned to her eyes. She walked towards Reg blankly. She opened her mouth slightly and wanted to say something.

Alok only felt that his heartbeat accelerated to the limit. The hot blood rushed to his forehead.

He gasped and swallowed. Looking at the terrifying monster in front of him, he silently chanted "Calm down, calm down, calm down" in his heart, trying to calm himself down.

His heartbeat was still, and he felt sweat flowing down instantly, making his eyes a little unable to open. The hot blood flowing to the brain made him calm down instead.

"Reg. Is that you? Reg." Misha's trembling voice came.

Swallowing his saliva again, Alok took a breath and said gently:

"That's right, Misha."

The intense secretion of adrenaline made his hands tremble slightly.

He took out a black bullet from his left pocket and slowly loaded it into the back of the hunter's hammer.

"It's me, I'm back. Misha. I said that I would come to you when I come back. I'll let you whip me." In order to buy himself time, Alok said again.

"No, you are not. You only call me master." Misha suddenly shouted excitedly. "Call me master. Damn Reg."

"Master, master. It's me, Reg. I'm really Reg. I'm back." Alok shouted loudly while hurriedly pulling the hammer with his slightly trembling right hand.

"I'm just going to buy something. Misha, I love you. Master, love me hard." Alok looked at Misha's three-color eyes and said disgustingly.

He raised the musket and his right hand became stable. Facing Misha's head.

"Do you still love me even though I'm like this?" Misha put down her hands, her expression gradually becoming calm after hearing what Alok said, and asked slowly.

"Of course, I love you."