Giant: I, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, have no feelings

Andrei walked to the entrance of the auditorium with his back to his back, admiring the drizzle in front of him, the fire behind him became brighter and brighter, and the smoke billowed out.

The fingers behind his back beat lightly, as if he was conducting a grand and solemn concert.

And the so-called music is the crackling of the burning flames behind him, Dracula's maniacal laughter with a hint of pain, and the groans of the remaining gendarmes.

In fact, at that time, when Andrei found that Armin and the others were in the warehouse, he planned for a moment to wait directly for Gold to detonate the bomb to end all this.

However, the leader of the Sanctions Blade that made him so jealous had not appeared in front of him from beginning to end, so he chose to act cautiously and penetrate the interior of Armin and the others according to the original plan.

In addition

, as if thinking of something happy, Andre's mouth

grinned, and the remorseful expression on Gold's face that was teased before his death was really very useful to him!

Andrei opened his arms, took a long breath, slowly exhaled, looked at the hazy smoke in front of him, and listened to the music behind him.

He smiled disdainfully, his body trembled slightly, and he was intoxicated uncontrollably:

"Come on, let me see." How capable are you, and how capable are your superiors? This

kind of game life, the feeling of playing everyone around, was blessed by the screaming music that sounded behind him now, and almost made him climax.

If he wins, then Allen and the others will be completely dead in the explosion just now. The only regret was that he could not slowly appreciate Hrista's expression when he was dying, and he did not have the opportunity to quietly tease this delicacy.

If he loses, he will die nothing more than Dracula's stand-in, plus a part of the gendarmes in the auditorium who are used to hide their eyes.

And he Andrei will live unharmed as a dragon slayer warrior who has successfully taken revenge.

Even later, he did not have the opportunity to taste the delicacy of Hrista.

This is the real Li Dai Tao Zombie, this is the veritable golden toad shelling!

Even if he is finally discovered, the back hand prepared by Andrei is enough to keep him safe and sound.

Who can tell him? How the hell did he lose?

Armin and the others were really completely played by Andre, like the Monkey King who could not escape the palm of the Buddha, struggling ignorantly and weakly.

But!

Suddenly, a black-purple butterfly gently rested on the roof behind Andre that had not yet been touched by the flames, flapping its wings slightly.

But why is he Andrei not under Ayakoji's control?

A man who claims to be the true God lives like an unaware clown.

The auditorium was completely surrounded by endless flames, and the screams were inaudible, only the crackling of the fire burning wood.

Andrei took Akama's little hand and stood quietly in front of the auditorium, his back performing very lonely.

A slight drizzle fell from the sky and hit his shoulder.

Second time!

Yumir pulled the trigger, flexibly retracted the rope of the three-dimensional maneuvering device, and landed firmly behind Andrei.

Trample!

Hrista jumped out of Yumir's arms, her naked little feet in the puddles that had accumulated slightly on the ground.

The slightly yellow splash of rain added a bit of wet gray to the already pure white skirt of Christa.

The raindrops in the sky mercilessly hit the already weak Hrista's hair, ran across her cheeks and swan neck, skimmed her collarbone, and the coldness wrapped her whole body.

The weakness of not eating for a long time, the exhaustion of not sleeping for a long time, the pain of rain-soaked wounds, the coldness and loss pain all over his body made Hrista feel like a white kitten left in the heavy rain covered in scaly wounds, and he almost meowed and screamed.

But at this moment, all the pain in the outside world could not cover up the unwillingness in Christa's heart.

"How can it be! Is it just burned? So many sins committed! Killed so many people! Is it enough just to burn that scum?

Her bloodshot blue eyes stared at the burning fire.

The cold gaze through the billowing smoke, the hot fire curtain, the faintly unable to see the face under the stone statue of the auditorium, gritted teeth hatred was revealed, and the pure killing intent in the words made the few people who rushed behind him feel inexplicably afraid.

Killed so many people, tortured those innocent children in front of her, and even made her lose the most important person!

"How can you die so easily! Dracula! It's too cheap for you! Anger

and hatred made Khlista lose his mind, and with his bare little feet in the wind, he slammed past Dracula, who had hidden amusement in his gaze in front of him, and rushed into the fire without hesitation!

"Hrista!"

Yumir hugged the irrational Hrista and shouted in distress despite her struggle:

"Calm down, Hrista! You can't go in there!

Are you crazy? You can see clearly, there is no way to enter there!

"But Yumir!"

Christa struggled frantically, but her body became weaker and weaker, she slowly leaned on Yumir's shoulder, unwilling to roar:

"But Yumir, that scum died too easily!"

Why? Why can't you even give me a chance to avenge Ayakoji in the end!

Yumir hugged Hrista quietly, letting her cry in her arms and vent, and said softly:

"Christa, don't worry, Dracula is finally handed over to Grandpa Andrei." How could Grandpa Andrei let him go so easily! He died in the end, absolutely painful! "

Teng!

Christa raised his head sharply and stared impatiently at Andrei next to him, as if desperately looking for an answer:

"Grandpa Andrei? Is it true! Dracula, that damn thing! Certain! There

were faint tears in his eyes, but Christa couldn't cry anymore.

She looked at Andrei expectantly, condensing all the hatred in her heart into the last sentence:

"It must be painful to die!"

Andrei pressed the straw hat on his head, suppressed the inexplicability in his eyes, forced down the smile at the corner of his mouth that he wanted to provoke, and said slowly:

"Of course, he died very painfully

, I pulled out his nails one by one, cut off his toes little by little, amputated his right leg, gouged out his right eye, nailed him under the stone statue, and personally set a fire under him!"

Letting go of Akama's hand, Andrei gently hugged Hrista and patted her on the back, meaningful:

"His last scream is really pleasant, Hrista.

Don't worry, he died a painful death! I can guarantee that!

Andrei got up gently and looked at her kindly, tears slowly flowing in his eyes:

"And, great, Hrista, it's great that you can survive!"

Great, did you survive? Hrista, then, we will have a chance to see you again in the future!

"Enough! Enough is enough! Hearing

Dracula's tragic situation, Hrista felt like he had the answer he wanted.

She closed her eyes tightly, leaned weakly into Andre's arms, and muttered:

"Thank you!" Thank you, Grandpa Andrey! Thank you so much! "

Enough! Dracula, that bastard, has died in a painful way that Hrista never imagined!

Although all the torture in the world was used on him, the anger in Christa's heart was finally able to dissipate somewhat.