Chapter 144： [Alice’s Tears]

"Finish!"

Su Lun looked at the two killed in front of him, and his brows eased slightly.

Killing the two is also expected.

Before he started, he guessed that the action of raising his hand and raising the gun was too obvious to hide from high-level professionals.

It is impossible for the other party to watch him kill and control the warlock in the field, so someone must be rescued.

And the sickle, which is slashed while raising the gun, is the real hidden murderousness, which is to kill the second-tier professional who rescues when the master of the field is killed.

Now it seems that the effect is good.

.......

Su Lun is very self-aware.

After all, he is only one person, no matter how strong he is, he is also a first-order.

Even with a sickle in hand, the enemy is prepared after being discovered, and it is not easy to kill again.

Tier 2 professionals would not stand there waiting for him to kill.

Therefore, Su Lun also needs a helper.

How to **** enemy bosses when there are few people, and kill enemies several times more than yourself?

The best way is naturally to kill the enemy's control field by sneak attack and let the monster run away.

This is also the reason why he chose to kill the blue-robed warlock in the first place.

Just like the crying witch who was not covered by the "slow light" in front of her, there was a piercing scream in her throat that was relieved. In an instant, the attack speed of her controlled hair skyrocketed by 50% visible to the naked eye!

In the past, several Tier 2 professionals in the field were able to cope with ease under the encirclement and suppression of the hair, but now they were beaten in a panic.

Tired to deal with the hair for a while, and couldn't take any action to deal with the sneak attacker Su Lun.

Seeing those stunned and murderous gazes turned towards him, Su Lun was not afraid at all. He also didn't stop the movement in his hand, once again flexed his fingers to affect the invisible living corpse next to him, and slashed towards another target not far away.

Upon seeing this, the "Juggler" Lloyd's face changed drastically, obviously aware of something, and he shouted anxiously, "Hurry up and stop him!"

The silver and black silk threads were interlaced, like a tug-of-war wrestling player on both sides. He controlled the witch with silk threads, but at the same time he couldn't move.

Lloyd knew the key point of his control. If something goes wrong with him, this frenzied witch will be completely free from bondage, waiting for them will definitely fall short, or even desperate!

However, several second-tier players in the field watched that move to kill Bloom's space crack, how did they fail to guess that this was the famous forbidden object [Supnos's Black Scythe of Night] What's going on?

Now that he knows, who would dare to use the flesh to block it?

What's more, you can't stop it if you want to!

In the next instant, another spatial crack was cut out, accurately appearing on the neck of "Juggler" Lloyd.

Quietly, the head fell.

Su Lun thought that his sword would definitely be able to kill the immobile master puppet, but he didn't expect that the head fell to the ground, but he didn't see the "gray mist".

"Huh... not dead?!"

Su Lun's pupils shrank suddenly, and his instinctive crisis response made him dodge and hide behind the invisible living corpse.

In the next instant, he heard a burst of wind into his ears, and several poisonous needles spewed from the mouth of the broken skull, "suddenly" hit the invisible living corpse in front of him, and landed on the ground.

Looking again, that Lloyd's headless corpse robe was torn, and an ugly one-meter-high dwarf sprang out.

"This is Lloyd's ontology?"

Su Lun didn't expect that the famous puppet master was actually a shameless ugly dwarf.

.......

Although the witch is weird and not very intelligent, she also knows that the most threatening thing is this guy who controls her!

Lloyd avoided Suren's murderous intent, but he couldn't avoid the ubiquitous silver hair in the monastery.

After the decapitation, the procedure was interrupted.

Now he was forced to abandon the body of a puppet, and he also lost the ability to control most of the black lines.

Without the **** of the black thread, the witch's silver hair was freed, and her ears pierced through the cursed space.

In an instant, the sky was densely packed with silver hair spreading crazily like tides, and the monastery was quickly wrapped in a silver cocoon.

The "infinite hair" they had always wanted the witch to get violently, now it has become a reminder.

As soon as the dwarf landed, a bunch of silver hair that looked like a spear poked over, and a big fist hole was punched in the slate floor with a "knock" sound.

The puppet master's physical agility is far inferior to other professionals. Although the dwarf tried his best to avoid it, it still seemed to be slipped by a sharp blade, pierced through the thigh, and blood flowed all over the place...

Moreover, what is even more desperate is that the silver hair in the air condensed more than a dozen spears in a blink of an eye.

Lloyd's face was ashes.

At this moment of crisis, the dwarf’s recent "Mechanical Tyrannosaurus" Toyn was quicker than his eyes and hands. The mechanical arm that was originally charged by the steam boiler to attack the witch's body instantly turned around, ejected, and destroyed the silver spear. This saved the dwarf. Life.

The silver hair is all over the sky, like a downpour, inevitable.

Several other Tier 2 professionals are also overwhelmed, and are more or less injured...

And the first-order warlock who used the "thorn entanglement" tried his best to avoid a few spears, but he was still poked into a blood hole in despair...

The original stalemate was broken in an instant, and the defeat was irreversible.

Seeing that the dwarf couldn't do anything, he sullenly shouted: "Withdraw! Get out of the cursed space first!"

Four Tier 2 professionals gathered together, destroyed a piece of silver hair on the top of their heads, and shredded a scroll before being completely trapped.

The scroll shattered, a magic light gate appeared out of nowhere, and several people rushed out without hesitation.

.......

"I thought I could kill a few more..."

Su Lun looked at the few guys who had escaped from the Light Gate, feeling a little regretful.

Being able to prevent falling into a dream and preparing a means to escape, these people in the Oliver family obviously made full preparations.

But they can escape, but Su Lun can't.

Not to mention that the magic light gate disappeared in an instant, even if it did not disappear, he would not be able to follow them out to "send death".

The scream sounded, and the "nutrients" in the mist were also cleared.

In the huge cursed space, there was a lonely Suren alive.

Now that there is no one to attract firepower, the tall blood nun's target is only him.

"I wish to infer that the guess was correct..."

Exhaled a suffocating breath.

Su Lun took off the gas mask and passed the [Brook's Harmonica] in his hand to his mouth.

Although I haven't learned harmonica in my previous life, I'm familiar with this not too difficult instrument in the scraped soul fragments.

He didn't think much about it, and started a small melody of a frivolous folk song. It was from the space of [Legend of the Bell Tower Weird] and listened to the tunes hummed by those npcs.

The melodious melody resounded throughout the monastery.

The silver hair with flaring teeth and claws all around seemed to understand the sadness in the melody, and suddenly became soft, like water grass in a clear lake, floating in the wind...

Yu Guang glanced at the scene before him, Su Lun also blew more and more calmly, the rhythm was not rushed.

In the distance, the blood nun, who was more than five meters high, also stood there blankly.

She seemed to remember something, and the corners of her eyes slowly overflowed with crystal tears.

Su Lun was still playing that tune, and the surrounding scenes changed rapidly.

As if going back in time, the surrounding ruined walls recovered in a blink of an eye, turning into that solemn and majestic white monastery.

Snow gradually floated in the sky, and pigeons flying on the dome...

The surrounding scene flickered, as if back to a thousand years ago.

A young nun would often stand alone in the attic, blowing the song that she missed, waiting for her beloved to return safely from the battlefield.

They had promised that in that snowy winter, he would definitely come back.

.......

Not long after, the song ends.

"I am entrusted by Mr. Brooke to bring this harmonica back to you."

Su Lun stopped, wondering if Alice, who had become weird, could understand, watching the witch had calmed down, he handed out the harmonica.

He continued: "He asked me to tell you that he can't keep the appointment and tell you not to wait for him."

The silver hair gently took the harmonica engraved with "Brook & Alice" and handed it to the young nun.

A smile gradually overflowed on her face, she seemed to see some beautiful picture before her eyes, and she whispered softly: "Have you finally come back to see me..."

As soon as the light and shadow flickered, a handsome man in military uniform appeared in the courtyard of the monastery. He smiled and held the hand of his beloved girl, and said softly: "Yes, I'm back."

They swear to love each other and use up their lives.

Brooke's short life has disappeared on the clock tower a thousand years ago;

And Alice...

Waiting for this news,

Waited for a thousand years.

Su Lun watched the scene quietly.

He knew that he was probably the only witness to the sad love story a thousand years ago.

A young girl waited all her life for a promise.

But at this time, the young nun put the harmonica to her lips, and her teeth lightly opened, and she blew the familiar tune.

The melodious melody sounded, and a drop of crystal tears slowly dripped from the corner of her eyes.

.......

The nun in front of her had completely lost her "maliciousness", and the steel wire that Su Lun was holding was also loose.

Now Brooke was commissioned by him to do it, and because of this harmonica token, it also resolved a mortal crisis for him.

And he did not forget that there was still a lord-level weird that could make Tier 2 professionals hate on the spot.

Su Lun didn't have the ability to make light doors to escape from the previous guys.

He wanted to go out, only to kill the source of the curse.

Now it seems to be unnecessary.

The teardrops fell, and he also saw that the "lord's weird" aura suddenly vented in front of him. The sharpness of the previous moment was pressing and he became more and more calm.

Under the appraisal, the tears that glowed on the ground were a curse.

[Alice’s Tears]

Detailed explanation: Condensed the energy essence of the crying witch's magical power, a very precious cursing material; it contains huge magical power and spiritual power, and the most complete spiritual power matrix of the witch of the department;

"Condensed all the magic power?"

Su Lun saw this word and suddenly realized something.

Looking at the nun again, her breath became weaker and weaker.

It seems that the answer has been obtained, and that obsession has finally been released, and she has to completely dissipate in the world.

Su Lun didn't feel the hostility anymore, thinking about it, he didn't make up for the last cut.

As for the witch's hair needed, the monastery is full of them.

Need a corpse, just wait a while.

The harmonica melody in the ear is getting sadder and weaker.

While listening to that song, Su Lun silently began to collect the spoils and blood from the yard.

A Tier 2 occupation, Bloom, the commander of the Battle Knife Regiment died, and gained some combat experience.

As for that rare magic warlock, he was actually the first two graduate students from the inner city Heita Academy.

I have to say that for these inner city masters, the quality of soul fragments is really high.

Suren has harvested a lot of spell-casting experience and alchemy knowledge.

There is also a decapitated "alchemist puppet", naturally left by "the magician" Lloyd.

The dwarf ran away in a hurry, and even the storage ring on the puppet hadn't had time to strip it away.

Then, listening, the harmonica stopped abruptly.

Su Lun turned around.

Seeing the nun lying on the ground it sounds nice..."

He looked at the corpse and said something, then walked over and calmly cut off the witch's shiny head.

"Get the memory fragment of "Witch Alice"*2"

"You got a piece of information: ‘It seems a long, long time, I finally waited for him, so happy...’"

"You understand [Intermediate Silk Control Skills]..."

"Spirit +7.5"

The cursed space began to fall apart.

Su Lun untied the planting outfit, and burst out cold flames all over.

He hasn't forgotten that there are still people outside the cursed space waiting for him to go out and throw himself into the net.

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