Fairy’s Box

"With the blood of the Tudor family, how can I lie here waiting to die."

Charlene used her vindictive energy to forcibly connect the broken bones together. She struggled to remove the branches and leaves covering her body and staggered to her feet.

In front, Yalei jumped vertically in the bushes, fighting against the giant bat swarm alone. After completely turning into a falcon sword, his five fingers can simulate the shape of a blade chain sword, and can be extended a thousand times at any time.

Ten beams of cold light surround the meat grinder without dead ends, and in the long, sharp chirping, one giant bat after another is smashed into pieces by tiny blades.

She knew very well that although her companions seemed to have the upper hand, they were actually cooking oil on fire, but they only seemed to be burning vigorously. That kind of move that can change the structure of the body is definitely not something that a second-order body can withstand.

My companions are killing the enemy in blood, so can I only wait to die here? Do not! no way!

"Even if I can't go back alive, at least... I will fight to the death with you..."

At the same time as making this decision, a certain **** in Charlene's heart disappeared in an instant, and the stagnating vindictive aura quickly heated up and boiled!

Charlene pushed aside the branches, and just took a step, the woods behind her exploded, and a baby's "big" hand took the stump of fallen leaves into the air and grabbed her.

The baby doll's claws, which it was determined to win, actually grabbed an empty space, and the tiny figure had disappeared in place.

It hesitantly looked left and right, but found no trace of Charlene. Suddenly, it found that the body was out of control, and the distance between the earth and the head was getting closer and closer...

Bang! The huge head of the doll fell vertically to the ground, and the broken body also fell down.

"You disgusting ugly bastard." The female knight stood on the back of the doll's head and waved her aura to split the head in two.

Without looking at the stump behind her, she supported her left arm, and while she stepped forward, she muttered to herself, "This time, I won't be afraid anymore."

The flame of Youlan ignited from the eyes of the green-haired girl, and the phantom of a precise armor immediately revealed its appearance.

The pain is far away from the body, and the battle lines are reorganized rapidly in the body. From the skeletal muscles, to the blood and internal organs, to the deeper parts, earth-shaking changes have taken place.

At this moment, she could feel that she was in the center of the world!

click! Charlene silently raised the back of her right foot, grabbed the ground with her toes, raised her hips, and straightened her legs into a bow shape...Bang! Faster than the wind, I saw a light and shadow rushing towards the sky.

Yale grabbed the back of a giant bat and was in the middle of a hard fight. Suddenly, an illusory streak passed by, and the giant beast under him stopped struggling at the same time, drooping its wings and falling to the ground.

"What is that?" He didn't have time to think about it, he used the falcon sword technique to pierce the abdomen of a giant bat, and hung his fingers in the shape of a chain sword in mid-air, until he was sure that the height was safe enough, and then he landed the restoration finger safely.

The light and shadow were still slaughtering the enemy with ease in the air, and the giant bat group that covered the sun had no choice but to pounce in vain, and was then chopped into several pieces.

Relying on the vision enhanced by dragon blood, Yale captured her face at the moment when the phantom turned and paused - green hair, slender and well-proportioned body, and... flat chest.

It's actually Charlene! But the breath is completely different, she has changed a person, her vitality has soared to nearly half of Luya's, of course, the violent woman must have retained a lot.

This sense of oppression is almost half a natural disaster... or a transformation completed in an instant, this guy's potential is simply a monster.

"Ouch..." Yale felt nauseated in his chest, and opened his mouth to spit out a puddle of blood full of alienated tissues. This was the sequelae of forcibly breaking his body structure.

Not surprisingly, his body will be covered with a large number of alienated tumors in the next one to six months, and he will eventually die of complications caused by the passing of his life.

With the current medical technology in Roservia, there is no possibility of a cure. At best, it can prolong life by a few years, but it will be quite a miserable and painful few years.

For him, it's better to get the results earlier, which is more refreshing.

The knight does not regret it, the fist cannon and the black cutting consume too much, the destructive power is sufficient, but the durability is lacking. Only when the falcon sword is transformed to the limit, can we deal with these waves of monsters.

Amazing!

The girl was excited.

Take a gentle step, it turned out to be such a world. Is this the power that my brother had at that time... I turned out to be no worse than him!

Muscles and veins frantically poured out of the body surface, spreading from the torso to the limbs and head, scrambling to highlight the girl's face, and wriggling in a very fast rhythm.

This is a manifestation of the regular transformation of the body from the inside out. The longer the battle pattern is inherited, the more detailed the recorded data will be, the more precise and clear the direction of adjustment will be, and the potential will be greatly improved.

In the era of the Magic Empire, the warriors did not have the inheritance of war patterns, and could only rely on the guidance of their mentors to accumulate experience by relying on their own crawling and rolling. Not to mention the inefficiency, there are still great risks. In that era, there were very few warriors who could break through natural disasters, and nine and a half out of ten would die.

At that time, some scholars said that this is what it should be, and that the road of warriors is naturally full of risks. Simply ridiculous! It is true that the transformation of the mind can be completed in life and death, but the strength of the body must depend on systematic training, fine conditioning, and a large number of data references. There is no difference between blindly exceeding the limit and courting death.

In addition to granting the inheritor Dou Qi at the beginning, the battle pattern will also record and feed back the information of the inheritors in the breakthrough level, so that the adjustment direction of the body will be more comprehensive and powerful. It is passed down from generation to generation, and it is more powerful to stand on the shoulders of the predecessors. This is the meaning of the existence of war marks.

In just ten seconds, Charlene, like a sponge, absorbed a lot of combat experience, and her moves became more and more cunning.

The battle lines gradually extended out of the body surface, and the phantom of the armor quickly solidified. At first glance, the female knight was almost disfigured. All it takes is this spiritually condensed armor, combined with the battle pattern, to completely complete the substantiation. Then there will be one more star in the sky of Roservia.

"It's really ugly, it's just a little mouse, **** it!"

The white-haired lady saw all this and stood up furiously. In the sand tray on the table, the toys she had left behind were almost completely destroyed.

The three hundred years have given her a deep sense of self-cultivation, but the desperate situation on the verge of the end of her life is enough to wipe out any cultivation.

The Supreme Witch Fiona decided to end this group of farce, and stretched out two dry and yellow hands like dried chicken feet, and grabbed the straw man in the sand table.

"Maybe, this time we really have a chance to escape!"

Seeing Charlene swept across all directions in a valiant manner, her body kept flashing all over the sky, and most of the giant bats had been slaughtered in a blink of an eye, Yale gradually came up with this idea.

It seems that she has a good heart, and the female knight smiled sweetly at him, saying that this mere chasing soldier is not a problem for this young lady.