"My mind quickly turned, and the stabbing lance deflected strangely, pierced through the arm, pierced the heart of his tall body, completely through the past. It even opened a head the size of a head. terrifying hole.
"How is this possible?" shouted the caster and the assassin at the same time.
They thought it was unnecessary for me to run away among them. I'm sure I'll be hit, they didn't expect it to turn out like this. Although we haven't been together for a long time, I always have a confident and indifferent smile, and I shouldn't be so reckless.
"Eight, do you also have the ability to resurrect?" Lancer said calmly.
"It's a little bit wrong to say resurrected dead because I'm just a super strong fixer, heart or something, and now I can recover in seconds."
I still have a faint smile like Gilgamesh's pride.
"This is how you avoid the heroic king's good sword, but I don't know how many times you can use it, and neither of them will be immortal." Robin Li rolled up his sleeves, with dozens of spells written on them. "Lancer, use the treasure again."
Lancer's stick.
"Your mom must have killed you when she saw you. There are so many tattoos all over the place." "I fell to the ground," I said with a laugh.
Under the absolute command of the spell, Lancer once again projected the red gun into his hand, and the target was still me. "Eight, can you catch up this time?"
"Can try." My left eye, a foot tall, glows with silver, and my right eye devours like a black hole. "grey sky"
The blood-colored beam of light collided with the larger gray sphere, and the magic of the blood began to melt upon contact, and as the tip of the gun hit the gray aperture, it hissed loudly.
That's its sadness, every inch it advances, it disappears an inch, and when the energy runs out, I stop the shape, the long blood gun has no head, just a red stick that falls to the ground. ?
Lancer's muscles were tight, and then there was a smile, "Destroyed all the 'thorns' that I was famous for, and you didn't let me down, there were eight."
"Unfortunately, I want to collect your magic, which is quite powerful." I strode forward leisurely.
"Although there was no happy fight, I met you, but it was not in vain this time, if possible, next time I want to have a pleasant fight with your body."
"Who are you?" Yan Fengli opened her mouth and asked after being silent for a long time.
"I was unemployed before, but now I have a small shop. By the way, did you kill his father." I walked around Lancer and stood in front of Yan Fengyi, and my one-foot-tall body turned back to its original sunshine youth look.
"So, the split between you and Yu was fake, wasn't it? Otherwise, why didn't she come over and ask for it in person?" Yan Fengli's face showed pride and regret, "I wanted to tell her face-to-face, and then thank her for her anger and regret. The reluctant expression seems to have no chance."
The fake pastor knew he couldn't avoid it, but he seemed to take life and death lightly and wasn't afraid of it. "Her father, my teacher, was killed by my own hands, with the sword he himself gave me. Killed him in his defenseless back."
My brows furrowed at the sickly smile of the fake priest. "Then why?" He is your teacher anyway. "
"There's a reason, ha, who called him teacher? Every time he turned his back on me, he was defenseless. Didn't he tell me to stab me quickly?" In his eyes, his expression was the madness of a madman.
"I really don't want to see your face again. Forget it, you'd better leave it to me." I reached out and knocked down the ineffective Yan Fengyi Li's resistance. "Lancer, can you get your gun back?"