"What the hell is it that makes you so disregarding your life" The saint god Crackfire Ori on the magic side sighed, admiration mixed with pity.
"Why" Kamijo is still struggling: "Of course it's because I'm friends with her."
The god cracked the fire weaving pursed her lips and was silent, and the young man carried out the belief in her heart, which made her lose her mind for a while.
In a trance, she saw the laughter and laughter of Intix, and she had sworn that she would go to hell to protect her friends.
Thinking that there were still three days left, Intix would die because she didn't clear her memories in time, God Cracked Fireweave's face turned cold, and she said in a stiff tone: "How much do you know about us, it's not just that you are trying to calculate, what to do with you is still that sentence, if you really want Intix's good, give her to us." ” "Tsk, I can't do it," the young man spat out a mouthful of bloody spit: "Even if I gamble with my life, I won't watch you hurt her." ” The Divine Flame Weaver gritted his silver teeth, genuinely happy that Intex had made a sincere friend, but more annoyed.
Just as he was about to say something, suddenly a sensitive perception came with an extremely dangerous alarm, and it seemed that a fierce object was approaching in front of him.
The pupils of the Divine Crack Fire Weave shrank suddenly, and it was only a slight perception, and the cold aura of the other party made her feel like falling into an ice cave.
The saint's super physical fitness bonus allowed her eyes to see things 500 meters away in the dark, which was immediately shocked.
The young man was keenly aware of the abnormality of the Divine Cracked Fire Weaving, took the opportunity to push away the scabbard, turned over and rolled a few times, stood up and followed the sight of the Divine Cracking Fire Weaving, and followed the past.
In the dark blue night sky, the full moon and the stars are hanging high, and in this background, Duke is approaching step by step.
Steele, who was still full of confidence just now, was now dragged to the ground by Duke with his collar, and his boots slashed across the ground, making two continuous clicks.
There were no visible wounds on the red-haired priest's body, except that his flattened face had swollen into a pig's head, and upon closer inspection, his large gold chain and silver ring seemed to be missing.
Duke said that the night in the school city is quite uneven, there is a party passing on the street in the past, and then there is a group of incompetent people openly ransacking the place in front of his eyes, and it is simply hopeless.
The moment he met Steele, Duke guessed the roughly.
The vast school city,The total population is as much as 2.3 million,Among so many people,There are always a lot of powerful people who won't be dispelled by runes.,But he just bumped into it.。
If it is a coincidence that one party passed, is it still a coincidence this time?
Of course not Although no coincidence is possible, Duke never believed that there were so many coincidences in the world, and he was not the protagonist, so many destiny was in his body.
Obviously, what happened to him and the magician was controlled by someone behind the scenes.
As for who that person is, it's not hard to guess.
Being used as a pawn makes Duke very repulsive, but he is indeed interested in the saint on the magic side, so he simply pushes the boat with the water.
V5 on the science side has seen two, so there's no reason not to see the top force on the magic side.
The V5 people in the school city,Because their abilities are too different,So that the combat effectiveness goes up and down,So that Duke can't make a clear positioning of his strength。
But the saints on the magic side are different, whether it is hard power or combat experience, they are more stable.
Thinking of this, Duke couldn't help but look at the Divine Cracked Fire Weave expectantly.
As far as the first impression is concerned, she is slender and cold, her face, figure, and temperament are quite amazing, her long black hair tied into a ponytail hangs down to her waist, she is tall and fair-skinned, and she is a royal sister beauty with a high score of more than 90.
Because of the attributes of black and straight, Duke added 5 more points to her, with a total score of more than 95, overwhelming the young lady and approaching the perfect female image in Duke's heart.
After talking about his appearance and looking at his clothes, God Split Fire Weaving was wearing a short-sleeved white T-shirt on his upper body for special magical reasons, and the hem was tied up at the waist and tied under his chest, exposing his navel.
With Duke's inhuman eyesight, two points of mystery on her chest could be clearly seen.
A vacuum with a fairly high degree of color gas is put into battle Around the waist is a palm-wide men's belt tied with a pair of worn jeans.
The jeans are cut from the left thigh, revealing the entire slender white thigh. can be teammates with the local tyrant priest, and the god cracked fire weaving will naturally not be poor and can't afford to buy pants, which is also because of the need to cast spells.
Thanks again to magic, it saved several paper mills.
Although the other party's appearance was quite H, Duke only glanced at it and withdrew his gaze.
The same costume worn on someone else can only lead to reverie, but when worn on the body of the god cracked fire weave, it is completely different.
A cold face, cold eyes, and an aura of innocence, making it difficult for people to blaspheme her.
On the contrary, it was the two-meter-long knife in her hand that made Duke look sideways.
Weapons pay attention to one inch long and one inch strong, but it is not that the longer the better, on the contrary, the longer the weapon, the more difficult it is to control.
But all the masters who are good at using long knives are all kendo masters who are proficient in slashing.
While Duke was looking at the other party, the Divine Cracker was also looking at him.
From the outside, Duke is dressed in a white coat and has a delicate face, which can be classified as harmless to humans and animals.
But the eyes are the senses that are the best at deceiving the brain, and every time the god splits the fire weave, he can sense the cold aura emanating from Duke, and the majestic power hidden in the depths.
"God Crack" was carried by Duke by the collar, and Steven, who was dragged all the way upside down, turned his head that had been physically fattened three times, opened his mouth with two front teeth removed, and said weakly: "Be careful of him, he's strong" "Steele, you" God Split Fire Weaving Mouse Thrower, dare not move.
Duke nodded and smiled, threw Steele aside, and asked straight to the point, "Lady Magician, the long knife in your hand is not just a tool for casting spells."
"In the lower god split fire weaving, I don't know your noble surname" Seeing Duke throw away Steele, God Split Fire Weaving quietly breathed a sigh of relief and asked politely.
"My name is Duke, and please continue to answer my previous question."
"What do you mean, is there anything wrong with my Seven Heavens and Seven Swords" God Cracked Fire frowned lightly and asked coolly.
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"When I saw the master using the long knife, I couldn't help but itch my hands and wanted to ask for a lesson or two."
Duke held it in one hand, and the cold qi condensed in his palm, turning into an ice-blue ice long knife, but it was slightly shorter than two meters in length.
Immediately after, under the surprised gaze of the Divine Cracked Fire Weaving, a cloud of black light appeared from Duke's palm, and the light spread to dye the blade black.
Duke swung his hand down to his side, the blade slicing through the air, but silently without making a sound.
Ten meters away, in the direction of Duke's swing, a standing street lamp went out, the waist was broken, and the cut was as smooth as a mirror.
The Divine Cracked Fire Weave vigilantly pressed his hand on the hilt of the Seven Heavens and Seven Blades, although he still didn't understand where he provoked the other party, but the bad person who came was definitely not something that could be dismissed in a few words.
You are less than twenty saints in the world, and the god cracks the fire weave also has its own arrogance, and there is no word in her dictionary to run away without a fight.
"Hey, what are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and help me get out of here" Pig-headed Third Steele shouted at the dumbfounded Kamijo boy, speaking quickly and eagerly, but unfortunately his speech was leaky, and there was no sense of urgency at all.
The young man was stunned, and when he heard Steele's words, he hurriedly put him on his shoulder and trotted away.
Dozens of meters away from the two of them, he leaned Steele against the wall.
"A little farther away, the distance makes me feel very insecure."
"Isn't it far enough?"
the boy didn't know.
"Stupid, they're all monsters," as he spoke, Steele stood up against the wall, and with the help of the young man, he moved into the distance one step at a time.
On the field, Duke held the knife in one hand and did not move, and only after the boy and Steele were far away did he put the long knife on his side.
Divine Crack Fire Weaving almost subconsciously took a step back, and Duke just took a knife stance as she felt the awe-inspiring sword aura slightly sting the arteries in her neck.
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