Thousand Blades of Death

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"...No, there is no way to deal with the conditions involved, give it up." Anz waved his hand weakly, because he could not expose Ma Yuan, so he never let him come forward, "So... .can we start?"

He exudes an atmosphere of "the **** ends here".

"Love Snow! You run away."

Rob Dyke yelled, and Imina agreed.

"Yes! Run away!"

"Look at the above! It's likely to be outdoors here. Maybe you can escape with the fly! You can escape alone! We will fight for a minute...No, at least ten seconds!"

"This proposal is very interesting. Aula, go open the exit door. It's not bad to play with them."

"To understanding!"

Anz pointed to the direction in which Robert Dyke walked in. Yawula jumped lightly, her shoes shimmered, and her figure disappeared.

"Okay, Aura should have passed through and opened the door. Please escape if you want to escape. Even if you abandon your companions and escape, then who of you will escape?"

Anz reached out his hand. The skull's face was expressionless. But they knew very well that an evil smile appeared on that face. It was looking forward to seeing the grinning smile of the companion coaxing the wall.

It is indeed different from the adventurers. Many worker teams are only interested in the formation of money. In the event of a crisis, they may rush to run. But the "four strategists" are different.

"Love Snow, let's go!"

"Yes, you go." Imina smiled. "Don't you have a sister? Then leave us behind. This is what you should do!"

"How can I do it! It's all my fault!"

Robert Dyke saw Anz had no intention of attacking immediately, and walked to Ai Xue. Then he stuffed the small leather bag from his arms into Ai Xue's hands.

"It's okay. Wait for us to knock down the monster named Anz, and then go find you."

"Yes, you will have us have a drink by then."

Imina also took out a small leather bag and stuffed it into Ai Xue's hand.

"...Okay, let's go. And the money I put in the hotel, although it's okay to use it."

"Mine too."

"...Teacher, I'm basketting first."

Of course, all three knew this was a lie.

They didn't think at all that they could defeat the unbelievable existence of Anz. Ai Xue knew that everyone would have to say goodbye from now on, so long that she could not cry, and she could barely whine.

"There are monsters in the air, and you will be caught if you escape with fly."

"--"flight"."

Ignoring Anz's advice, Ai Xue launched magic. Ran Jun looked at her companion for the last time, and flew into the air without words.

"...Oh, that's right, it's faster than running, and it doesn't make you tired." Anz put out a seemingly forgotten attitude. "However, I really decided that you didn't make trouble. I thought you would act like a thief and behave more ugly."

"You won't understand because we are companions."

"Yeah. It's not bad to be able to die as a companion's flesh shield..." Suddenly, an idea flashed through Imina's mind. "-- Isn't your companion the same?"

"Well!"

"Your companion should also be a great person? Our feelings are also very good, just like you."

"You're right." The evil atmosphere has disappeared without a trace so far, and Anzi murmured calmly. "People lay down their lives for their friends, and their love is no greater than this-I remember it seems to be the Gospel of Mark."

"...We die a lot, but I hope you can see that we have spared that girl's life for the same action as your great friend."

"Um..." Anz hesitated for a few seconds before shaking his head. "I don't have that kind of compassionate heart for you Xiao Xiao. I want you to suffer and die. But for the sake of your willingness to lay down your life and save your companions, just open the net to the girl-Shatia. "

Anz turned back to the two without caring, and called out to the VIP room again. That attitude makes it clear that you can never be hurt.

No, that's the case, and any attack can never hurt Anz. It is because he understands this that he is so calm. The two have no means to kill the monster Anz. So they can think calmly. Because at least they have to fight for Ai Xue's time to escape.

Although I feel wasted, I still have to do it. Imina and Robert Dyke exchanged glances and nodded.

As for the VIP room, in response to Anz's voice, another girl descended from the sky.

It was a human girl as beautiful as silver. Even the two of them, who were directly angry, were taken away by the beauty.

Unintentionally, the beautiful girl moved her gaze and looked at the two from the front. Those are the beautiful eyes of crimson. It feels like clenching Imina's heart. Like Imina, Robert Deck seemed to feel a heavy pressure and could not move because of his head—even having difficulty breathing.

Until the girl looked away, Imina and Robert Dyke could not move.

"Shatia, let that girl know what fear is. Let her fall from the sweet hope that she can escape to the desperate abyss when facing the facts, as a punishment for the invasion of the Nazarek underground grave. Do not add more afterwards Tortured and killed her with compassion."

"Observe, Master Anz."

Girl-Shatia smiled sweetly at Anz. However, seeing the radiant smile from the side, Imina's back passed a chill. Because she intuitively understood that it was just a monster in beautiful human skin.

"Enjoy the fun of hunting."

"Yes, I will."

Shatia paid a deep salute to Anz, then walked slowly. Another Imina in a corner of her head was yelling: Every time the girl took a step, she was killing Ai Xue's life. But Imina and Robert Dyke were still unable to move.

Shatiah ignored them both and walked past them without looking at them. As long as the distance is used, you can catch up with her immediately. But it makes people feel out of reach.

"Why, but did you come? Actually you can sneak attack while we are talking... I can't think of being polite."

This is not sarcasm, but the truth. This kind of reaction, in a sense, was a bit silly, which made Imina regain her fighting spirit a little.

"I have something to ask! Your practice! Where is this practice merciful!"

"Secretary...I will tell you. In this Nasariq, death representatives will not suffer more, so it is called compassion."

There was silence. Too much talk is useless, only to talk with the weapon in his hand. ,, ..

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