Fairy’s Box

"Sir, today's dinner." A familiar voice from the personal soldiers sounded outside the tent.

"Come in." Yale didn't look up.

"The standard set meal you want." The personal soldier held a wooden tray on which was placed a pot of tea and a plate of sliced ​​cooked beef.

"Put it there."

"Yes."

After the soldiers put down the dim sum, they backed out, and the tents slammed shut.

The black-haired knight turned a few pages of the book, suddenly raised his head, and looked out of the window on the right. A bright red firework was blooming in the sky, and the next second, the harsh explosion sounded into the account.

"It's time to come."

The hardcover book landed on the table with a "click", the soft wind swayed the candle flame slightly, and the shadow of the candle was cast on the empty main seat, as if there were empty seats from beginning to end.

...

Eighth Street in the western suburbs of Edinburgh.

The elegant attic gradually melts in the dark, the surrounding night scene is constantly sinking in dark tones, and the moonlight sprinkled in the sky seems to be refracted once, giving a pale and distorted feeling.

Black and white interlaced spiral light strips projected from the thick black fog that melted into the attic, adhered to the gray ground, and eroded the tumbling gray smoke.

"Cough, cough, what's going on? What smells?"

Goethe was choked by the scorching smell in the air, coughed constantly, covered his nose, and observed the changes in the surrounding scenery in surprise.

"Between things like closed spaces and illusions, the last time Miss Lydia was so hurt, be careful, there may be mental disturbances and other things happening next."

Lolo watched his surroundings vigilantly, and whispered to his companions.

"You knew there was an ambush and broke in!?"

Goethe's nose was crooked with anger, and if it wasn't reluctant, he would have to punch that charming face twice.

"It's very close to Edinburgh. It won't be long before the Governor will come over. As long as we survive this period of time, we have made a great contribution."

Lolo didn't care about his companion's tone and responded softly.

At the same time, the blue-haired boy turned his gaze to the deepest part of the darkness, which was obstructed by the heavy spiraling gray-black smoke, and the black and white interlaced light belts slowly rotated along with it, giving him a sense of a soul detached from the body.

"Quick, run!"

"Devil, the devil is here again!"

"Fire! Flames everywhere!"

In an abrupt moment, there were bursts of harsh noises in the space, as if countless people were roaring and mourning. Although they were erratic and vague, they could still hear clearly.

"..."

Goethe sensed the approaching crisis, no longer blamed his companions for making good ideas, and pulled out the saber around his waist with his backhand—his unique skill was a lower-limb combat technique, which could also be used with weapons.

The scorched smell in the air became denser and denser, and the black and white light and shadow interlaced faster and faster. At the moment when it could not be prevented, a group of scorched black figures swarmed out of the fog with miserable howls.

Whoosh-!

A metal rose twisted the air and flew out, but without any obstacle, it passed through the dark shadows like lightning and disappeared into the depths of darkness.

phantom?

Seeing the bright red light marks slowly dissipating, Luo Luo was slightly startled.

"The undead! This is the lowest level of resentment. It cannot cause any interference in the world. It is just a replay of a longing. If you want to eliminate it, you can only destroy their dependencies."

Goethe stared at the shadow that was approaching with the gray fog, gritted his back molars and said, "With such a large number of undead, I don't know how many people have to die to collect them."

Whoosh-!

Mixed in many scorched black shadows, a serpent-shaped sword light flew up, twisted and flashed like lightning in the dim space, and the target pierced Goethe's throat.

Goethe, who had been psychologically prepared, quickly swung his weapon, the sword edge faced the sword light, and the two long swords clashed fiercely under the swaying light and shadow, and dazzling sparks burst from time to time.

The longer you delay, the better it will be for you!

Goethe, who knew this well, did not aggressively attack, but kept a defensive stance, waiting for the arrival of his own reinforcements, but after a few rounds of confrontation, he soon found that his plan had little hope - that way The sword light and the black and white light and shadow flickered constantly, and it was not something that he could resist at all.

Soon, the other party's erratic Jianguang suddenly rushed forward, and even though Goethe tried his best to dodge, in the end he could only really watch Jianguang kiss his body.

hiss--!

The dark green sword light shot out like a poisonous snake, and a long wound was drawn on his chest.

There was an inconspicuous bloodstain on the black uniform, and a few drops of blood fell as Goethe retreated.

He felt a sharp pain, which far exceeded the damage caused by ordinary cold weapons, which made him cry out in a reserved way.

It was like a red-hot soldering iron inserted into the wound, and it also penetrated inward with the everted flesh!

Goethe, who was backing up again and again, twitched reflexively due to the severe pain, and suddenly lost his balance, and the assassin's attack came one after another.

Swish swish swish—!

In a thrilling moment, five roses dyed red by vindictiveness came flying, like a flash of meteors in the night sky, with a huge penetration that can penetrate the steel armor, towards the assassination hidden in the undead. the attack.

Ding Ding Ding Ding-!

The dark green sword light quickly flipped in the black and white light and shadow, pulled out the sword flowers, bounced the five delicate roses one by one, and stabbed Goethe's throat again.

With the help of his friends, after getting a chance to breathe, Goethe stood firm and swung a sword edge wrapped in vindictiveness towards Jianguang, deflecting the Jianguang from its original trajectory.

Like a fresh life with its own will, the dark green sword light circled around Goethe like a rainbow, forcing him to forcibly counteract it with a fight.

Damn it!

This level of swordsmanship is already a great master!

Goethe gasped and stood firm, his eyes cast on the gray smoke that was approaching like a tidal wave, trying to find out where the assassin was hiding.

Generally speaking, the sword light is an extension of the sword's edge. Even a master swordsman can turn and split it at most, but the sword light in front of him breaks this rule.

As far as he knows, the only person who can do this is his immediate superior, the man who has mastered the highest realm of ether today.

Is there such a legendary character in the assassin?

impossible!

Ding--!

A metallic murmur exploded from his ears, and Goethe turned his head and saw that three assassins melted into the shadow of the undead were swinging their swords to attack their companions. Back and forth.

Although the swordsmanship of these three assassins was not as good as the terror he had dealt with, they were also exceptionally profound, and they cooperated seamlessly. The cunning and strange sword lights attacked wildly from all angles, giving Lolo no chance to use weapons again.

Must cooperate with Lolo!

Goethe was about to rush over to help his companion out of the predicament, when the blue light in front of him jumped, and suddenly he felt a slight strangeness on his skin.

not good!

When the man looked down, he was instantly distraught, because before he noticed it, a thin metal thread as small as a hair had almost surrounded him.

"Ahhh!"

Goethe roared and broke the steel long sword in his hand with force, and quickly placed the broken blade on both sides of his shoulders.

Boom-!

In the next instant, the metal filaments cut on the broken sword on the left and right at once, making a tense and harsh vibrato. With the broken sword as a fulcrum, the filament was pulled into a shuttle shape and came close to his neck.

cluck-cluck-!

The thin metal wire tightened inward inch by inch, and soon cut Goethe's skin. The bright red blood overflowed at once, and was compressed into a jet-like blood mist by the owner's body, dyeing the air red.

Rest... don't try to kill me!

Goethe roared again with red eyes, and his whole body swelled violently. Just because of the softness and hardness of the body, the expansion and contraction, the vindictive flames all over his body exploded like a cannonball.

boom--!

The violent flame slammed into the metal wire, wave after wave, propping it into a ring. Taking this opportunity, Goethe shrank his head suddenly, and rolled out in an extremely ugly but extremely practical posture.

"Lolo!"

With a loud roar, he first threw two severing swords, and then his body flew up with the rippling sound waves, and rushed to the front of his companion.

Goethe protected Luo Luo like a wall, just protecting the vital parts and letting the opponent slash.

Dangdang——!

The two broken swords were easily picked apart by an assassin, and then, the four assassins shot out their swords at the same time, like a dark green giant python shooting out of electricity, stabbing Goethe's head.

However, he did not flinch. Like countless previous battles, he could always use his body to gain a breathing space for his companions, and then successfully complete the counter-kill.

This is not just a habit, a tacit understanding, but also a sublimation of friendship that entrusts life and death to each other and is extremely trusting.

But this time was different. At this moment, he really smelled the smell of death. The four assassins were extremely skilled in swordsmanship and knew the death door of the human body like the back of their hands.

It only takes one sword to destroy the vitality of a Scourge Knight.

boom--!

At the moment when the sword light bit Goethe, the air suddenly became like amber glass, the texture of the space was clearly visible, and the cracks protruded inward from the dark space.

The sudden change made three of the swords hesitate, but one of them still stabbed out. In the next second, a bright red rose whirled and whirled out, and the light of the sword hit between the lightning and flint.

boom--!

The air seemed to be ignited by the flames on the rose, and suddenly released the brilliance of the sun, and the petal-shaped red Dou Qi swept out, blocking the remaining three sword lights.

Just as the assassins were preparing to attack for the second time, the gray space interlaced with black and white trembled again, and the cracks expanded rapidly with the ever-bulging space.

"Quick! Someone is destroying Dead Space!"

A hoarse and urgent voice rose from the darkness, and the dark green sword light merged into the black and white light band, and stabbed at the throat protected by Goethe's arms.

"Goethe!"

Luo Luo gritted his teeth and shot the rose again desperately, but was blocked by three sword lights, the sword net converged in an instant, cut several wounds on his body, and the blood immediately stained the ground red.

boom--!

The entire space trembled again, and the cracks immediately covered the entire northwest corner. The concave surface that was already densely cracked burst instantly, and a red palm like steel quenched pierced out, pinching the dark green sword light.

Crack - click - click -!

The five iron-like fingers rotated at the same time, twisted clockwise, and the solid sword light burst suddenly.

"Oops!"

"What a strong life force field!"

"It's the blue knight himself!"

"Mission failed, hurry up!"

A few hoarse voices rang out in the darkness, the tidal gray fog was frozen for a while, and the black and white interlaced light belts spun and contracted rapidly, and they were about to disappear.

"I was lurking on my territory and wounded my subordinates. Am I in a hurry to leave?"

The explosion-like sound stirred in the space, and the collapsed space fault suddenly expanded, spreading around like a ripple, forcibly squeezed out a tall figure in a military uniform.

"There is no natural disaster armed!"

"Flesh across the void!"

"monster!"

"Come on! Be sure to tell the master this news!"

In the hazy light and shadow, four figures in carapace-like armor withdrew from the gray fog, scattered in four directions, and flashed out at the same time.

"No one can escape!"

Yalei's face was exposed with blue veins, his clenched fists rattled, and circles of crimson flames swelled in his body, as if the breath of thunder and fire exploded, instantly pouring into his fists.

It was the shock of the accumulating stage, and the cold and damp force field in the entire space was swept away, leaving only an extremely masculine and extremely fiery force blowing towards the face.

Even the aquatic group that was no longer within the attack range had a dry mouth and suffocation for a while.

The black-haired knight stared at the source of the interlaced light and dark, his deep black pupils shrank instantly, raised his scarlet fists with arcing splashes, and rushed forward fiercely.

Bang-bang-bang-!

A storm-like stream of red light poured out, and hundreds of invisible sounds of breaking the sky ripped apart. Every corner of the space was bombarded with indiscriminate and ferocity.

The assassin's figure was immediately covered by flames, and dazzling mushroom clouds rushed to the ground. The entire gray space that was gradually shrinking vibrated violently, as if it would burst at any time.

Boom boom boom!

In the trembling space, an embarrassed figure carried the shock wave and rushed in front of Yalei. A stubborn light flashed in the snake-shaped pupils, and a sword stabbed him in the throat.

The black-haired knight did not dodge or evade, and pinched the tip of the sword with his right hand, instantly locking the weapon's forward attack. The master of the long sword continued to charge forward persistently, suddenly abandoned the sword, raised his hand and stabbed him in the eyes.

A little light in Yalei's pupils was as sharp as a blade, he raised his left arm without hesitation, and gave an elbow strike.

boom--!

An elbow that was comparable to a siege wood ripped apart the airflow and slammed into the bridge of the enemy's nose. A puddle of blood spurted out from the completely collapsed nose a few seconds later. The severe pain caused the opponent's whole body to twitch.

In the next instant, the black-haired knight had already grabbed his neck with one hand and pulled the man up into the air.