V1.Chapter 86

"Hoohoo!"

Natalia ran desperately, and the surrounding scenery was passing by quickly. When a rock appeared in front of her, she jumped on it, and then sat down quite embarrassed. The blood dripped down her full chest, from the position of the collarbone all the way to her chest, and a hideous knife mark almost cut her right chest in half. There is a scar on her glamorous face, extending from her lips to her chin, which destroys her overall beauty and adds a touch of fierce heroism.

"asshole!"

She took off the leather armor on her chest, glanced at her chest and cursed, "This murderer! Crazy!"

The scar from the knife almost touched the rib, and if the wound was deeper, it would hurt the heart. She gritted her teeth and took out a silver needle to sew up the wound. Then she raised her hand and displayed a faint brilliance. The torn flesh was quickly regenerating. . There are many tiny bloodstains on her back and arms. The white arm seems to have been cut by very fine silk threads. There are dense bloodstains on it, and a bloody hole is left on her full buttocks. stabbed.

Natalia moaned in pain, she simply wrapped it with a bandage, and then stood up again, her tenacious vitality kept her fighting strength, she looked behind her with slightly frightened eyes, and then continued to move towards him. Escape from afar. As if she had been blessed with some kind of spell, she ran extremely fast, and some slight obstacles jumped over directly. The trees and rocks on the way backed rapidly, and she didn't know how far she ran until her physical strength gradually decreased. Stopped tiredly.

"Tsk tsk."

A voice full of evil aura rang out, and a figure appeared in the hazy shadow, unable to see his face at all, only a pair of pale red pupils could be seen. His figure was shrouded in darkness, standing under a lush sky tree. Playing with a small flying knife with his fingertips, he said in a playful voice, "My dear sister. Why didn't you run away?"

"Is that not enough?"

Natalia's slightly charming face showed a hint of horror, and she drew her double swords from her waist in an instant. His voice trembled slightly: "Who is your sister! You pervert! Murderer! Crazy!"

The figure in the dark gradually came out, and he had a handsome and bewitching face. His skin was very pale, and he seemed to be disgusted by the sun. He walked into the shade of a tree and sighed: "It looks like you haven't fully woken up yet! What a sad talent! The divine blood left in your body by your father has not yet been recovered. Does it bring you real power?"

Natalia looked at each other with extreme vigilance, and the palms holding the double swords trembled slightly. The previous battle had made her full of fear of the bewitching man in front of her, even though she was already a ranger and part-time bounty hunter close to the fourth rank. But she is still not the opponent of the man in front of her, and even her teammates all died under his hands, even if there is no festival between the two sides. What makes people even more frightening is his incomparably powerful chasing ability. The bounty hunter is a good tracker among the wanderers, not to mention that she is a ranger, but she is like a plaything in front of the other party.

Even if you can't find the other party's location, you can't escape the other party's tracking.

"Yes! That's the expression."

The corner of the bewitching man's mouth raised a sinister arc, and he raised his hand and threw out the flying knife in the palm of his hand. The next moment, a bloodstain appeared on Natalia's charming face, and the flying knife returned to his hand in the next instant. He stared at the prey in front of him with wickedness, and said slowly: "That's right! This is the smell of fear!"

"You're scared! You're scared! My dear sister, can't you wake up like this? What a pathetic gift!"

"What about the bloodline power flowing in you? Haven't killing and fear awakened your latent soul?"

trembling.

Natalia's body trembled slightly. As if she couldn't stand the pressure the other party brought her, she slammed into it with a loud drink, and the long swords in both hands drew cold light, almost forming afterimages. The sword light fell on the opponent, but it seemed that the air was twisted in an instant, his figure turned into three, and then reunited in front of the tired Natalia. A blood-red light appeared in the bewitching pupil, the man put his finger on Natalia's forehead, and a strange light appeared. Condensed voice: "Abyss Fear Technique!"

Time seemed to freeze in an instant.

A very frightened expression appeared on Natalia's face, and she stared left and right in horror. As if seeing something even more terrifying, he shuddered and cried, "No! Don't! Go away! You ugly monsters! Demons!"

Her expression became more and more distorted. Suddenly the fear in her heart seemed to have reached a certain critical point, Natalia's pupils turned bloody, and the leather armor on her back shattered in an instant, revealing a slender and beautiful*, and a series of demonic tattoos appeared. , her skin turned a dark blue, a pair of demon horns appeared out of thin air on her forehead, and a pair of bat wings about three meters long spread out on her back. It raged like a wave.

All the beasts within a radius of several kilometers who heard the sound all fled in confusion, as if running wildly, as if there was some great fear behind them.

"Fear Aura!"

A pair of sharp fangs appeared at the corners of the bewitching man's mouth, and a shadow-like phantom appeared behind him, sighing: "I finally woke up! My dear sister, your will to fight against fear is really tenacious, much stronger than the younger brother in front of you. already."

"So!"

"The hunt should begin!"

A pair of pitch-black daggers appeared in the hands of the bewitching man. His figure disappeared in an instant, and the next moment appeared out of thin air in mid-air. The dagger pierced through the deep darkness and stabbed directly into Natalia's heart.

clang clang!

Natalia's double swords turned into an afterimage, and her pupils were still dazed blood red, as if she instinctively blocked the attack from behind her.

"What a powerful fighting instinct!"

The bewitching man fell to the ground, leaving slight bloodstains on his arms. He stretched out his tongue and licked the wound, as if tasting the supreme delicacy, and said slowly, "If you wake up earlier, this It's hard to say who is the hunter in this game!"

"right?"

"My dear sister?"

Natalia's expression was still very dazed. She seemed to look at herself at a loss, then looked at the man in front of her, and said slowly, "What the hell are you? Why did I become like this?"

The figure of the man disappeared out of thin air. But deep voices still came from all directions, playful: "It doesn't matter who I am! The important thing is to give me the god in your body!"

A figure appeared in front. The dagger turned into an afterimage and stabbed at the heart.

Natalia staggered the two swords to attack, and then a whirling dance set off a strong wind in the sky, and another dark figure appeared, and a vicious light was flowing on the dagger. The moment she stabbed Natalia, her The figure was stiff all over, and then the body fell directly from the air, and the dagger was twisted in the backhand and shattered the heart. The bewitching man clenched his dagger and swung it horizontally, cutting off a head with a beautiful face in an instant.

Strange rays of light appeared one after another, like a distorted phantom.

pat!

The figure of the bewitching man fell gently to the ground, he seemed to be breathing intoxicated, and an invisible force turned into a glimmer of light, escaping from Natalia's corpse, and gradually merged into his body. When all the light disappeared, he glanced coldly at the corpse on the ground, and directly smashed Natalia's dead head with one foot. A dark flame emerged, and the headless corpse on the ground quickly turned into ash. He glanced at the ground coldly and said in a low voice, "So, who is the next target?"

"The High Priest."

"Why don't you know the little girl your father loves the most. Where is my dearest sister [Witch of Fear] - Lillian?"

His figure gradually disappeared into the shadows, and soon disappeared without a trace.

………………

White Horse City.

A row of candles were lit in the spacious room, and there were many scattered gadgets on the delicate mahogany furniture. Vivian was wearing pure white pajamas, and was flipping through a thick book in her hand. She flipped through the book. The speed was very fast. After about a third of the reading, I put it down boredly and said to myself: "The customs of the north are really strange!"

"My brother said that he will go to the country of ice and snow in the future. The nobles there seem to be very xenophobic, right? The book says that it is very cold there, and there are frost giants living in many places. I don't know what giants look like!"

"The mammoths they raised must be very big."

"I don't know if I can get its knees, it must be very imposing to ride on such a big guy!"

The little girl put down the book and thought for a while. Then she pulled up the soft velvet quilt and covered her body, her petite body curled up together, Xiao Qiong sniffed lightly, and murmured: "Although it is very soft and warm, it doesn't smell like a brother at all, still in It's more comfortable to sleep next to my brother."

"Why hasn't Sister Gloria come to tell the story today?"

"Her story is told so slowly. When will the princess be taken away by the dragon? Why do I not expect the knight to defeat the dragon at all, but I really hope to see the dragon take the princess away?" [囧]

"Brother should be planning to leave, right? Sister Gloria is actually a good person. I will definitely miss her after I leave."

"What do elves look like? Do they all have pointed ears?"

"The book says that you can't touch the ears of the elf, it's a very special place, but it should be fine if I touch it, right? I'm so cute, find a good-natured elf sister to touch the ears, and she will never hit her. Me? Hee hee!"

creak.

The door was gently pushed open, and Gloria was wearing a light blue nightgown, like a glamorous elf in the night. She was not wearing a veil in front of Vivian, and her delicate features were beautiful. Sitting on the corner of the bed with light steps. She leaned over and picked up the book that Vivian threw aside, carefully folded a corner of the chapter she was flipping through, and then gently placed it on the bookshelf beside the bed, messing up the little girl. Books are set up one by one.

………………(To be continued)