mechanical court

There were heavy footsteps coming from all four directions at the intersection.

That kind of footsteps sounded like an iron sheet rubbing against a stone, making a sharp sound and bursting out dense sparks.

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"..."

In the hotel, Effie woke up from her sleep when she heard the movement, and ran to the window as if flying, looking down in astonishment.

Under the washing of the blood-colored rain, there is an iron light flickering.

It was the color of heavy armor—plate!

But looking at the illuminated electric light, the faces wrapped under the helmets clearly don't have a trace of flesh and blood, the dark eyeholes are deep and bottomless, and the pale gums seem to be smiling.

It was like an army that was supposed to appear in hell, broke through the seal and came to the world.Those fully armed skeletons were covered in armor, forming a phalanx of cold weapons, stepping on uniform footsteps, marching like a legion!

Holding a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, they waded heavily across the river of blood, leaving a sound of undulating waves.

This mysterious and terrifying scene frightened the red-haired girl out of her wits, and she held her breath and stood there motionless.

"I originally planned to hunt in the rain, but I didn't expect to become a prey instead." The young man covered in a raincoat stood up, lifted his hood, and looked around as if talking to himself.

His face was pale, as if he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, and his eyes were cold and arrogant.His face was covered with water, and he looked a little cold, but his eyes were as bright as torches; reflecting the dark clouds above the dark sky, mysterious and majestic.

"I'm also very surprised... The object of my stalking is obviously a fool, how could it become a traveler."

Voices came from the darkness, as if they were coming from all directions.

The blood-colored rain fluttered up, and a purple-red halo bloomed from the inside to the outside. The trembling moment became blurred, and then a concrete image appeared—a woman in a beautiful dress holding an umbrella with one hand.

She was wearing a black veil and a long black dress, and her eyes had an indifferent brilliance.She was wearing a long black dress with gold trim, with a wide and gorgeous skirt under the slender waist, and only a circle of white lace petticoat was exposed at the bottom.

The exposed skin on her hands and neck was as flawless as jade porcelain—she held up a slowly rotating purple umbrella with one hand, and the surface of the umbrella was dotted with precious ornaments, as gorgeous as a canopy.

"It turned out to be a woman."

The traveler raised his head, looked at the gorgeous lady suspended in the rain, and said with a sneer:

"If this is your thousands of horses and horses, then killing you will not be much harder than crushing a chicken."

"The so-called cannon fodder are these things."

The glamorous lady raised her chin, looked down at him condescendingly, and responded without a trace of emotion:

"You alone are not worthy of seeing my legion."

"Hey, it's really a proud face... I don't know what kind of face it will be after taking off the shroud on your face."

There was a provocative look in the traveler's eyes, but he didn't rush to attack her, but turned around and looked around: "Although I really want to do this, it's obvious... besides you and me, there are at least two other people here. Contractor."

"You can cry and beg them to help you, I won't mind."

The noble lady looked at her opponent indifferently, waved her sleeve casually, her eyes were as cold as ice and almost frozen:

"Crush him!"

The endless army of skeletons in the river of blood moved upon hearing the sound, rushing towards the enemy from four directions. The shield soldiers and spearmen in the front row pressed the formation, and the arrow rain lingering in pale flames in the back row came like locusts.

"you wanna die!"

While the traveler's pupils contracted, he stretched his hands out, and with the ear-piercing sound, the raincoat covering his whole body drifted away like snowflakes.

At this moment, he suddenly exhaled and let out a dull roar like a hurricane; when the terrifying howl spread, countless boiling sounds followed.

The rain suddenly danced wildly, and the figures of the army of the dead became blurred.

Centered on the figure of the traveler, circles of white cold energy spread and exploded!

The suffocatingly thick cold energy spread in an instant, and the white mist engulfed the entire street, making everything blurred.

Wherever it passed, everything was robbed of its temperature, and a layer of hoarfrost condensed on it.

The army of the dead swarming up stopped in an instant, maintaining an attacking posture and freezing in place, like frozen corpses buried in a blizzard; then, countless ice cones materialized out of thin air, colliding in the mist like random arrows, like Aircraft cluster bombing.

boom--!

Accompanied by uniform loud noises, the army of the dead, including the blood river, were all smashed into slag at the same time.

Chapter 166

In the midair of the torrential rain, the gorgeous umbrella slowly rotated, protecting the lady like a shield; the surface was not damaged at all, but was covered with a layer of sharp-edged silver ice crystals.

With a slight flick of her wrist, the condensed frost on the canopy immediately fell off, revealing the gorgeous purple-black canopy.

"It turned out to be the ice phantom... Things have become a little tricky."

The noble lady leaned her umbrella on her left shoulder, her pupils were shining faintly, and a ferocious specter could be vaguely seen.The surrounding void followed by a bloody light, as if it was a sign before some kind of disaster.

The void and black smoke on the left and right sides are entwined, like mirror images that appear after the separation and reunion of waves and light, turning into two enchanting phantoms holding pitch-black sickles.They have no specific images, only vague human-shaped silhouettes, wearing elegant and luxurious evening gowns and long skirts; the gorgeous clothes are paired with bloody scythes, this weird incongruity, but unexpectedly reveals a different kind of beauty.

The phantom teleported in front of the traveler, cutting across from top to bottom.

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Where the blade passes, the rain is split in two.

From the cut airflow, one can feel the cold aura of the blade, as if it is the death scythe that kills people in mythology, possessing the deterrent power to wipe out all life.

"..."

Witnessing this scene, the traveler's mouth twitched into a sarcasm smile, his body stood still in place; the edge of the sickle was reflected in his pupils, and just before the phantom slashed him, his left hand held Air.

Chong——!

Accompanied by the crisp sound of metal collisions, the air in front of the traveler rippled in circles, and a narrow long sword appeared from the void; it stood in front of the two scythes as steadily as Mount Tai, and received two slashes for the master .

It was a rare narrow-bodied sword, silver and white all over, and the blade was full of gaps and cracks.

The spine of the sword is a bright and slender silver snake, and the layers of thin scales on the snake's body are like diamonds; if you look carefully, the fine scales are actually engraved with precise inscriptions; and at the end of the hilt, there is a circle similar to The hieroglyphs in the hieroglyphs translate to the wheel of suffering.

"The brighter the light, the shorter life is."

The traveler chanted softly, stretched out his hand to hold the hilt tightly, and let the electric light overflowing from the hilt flood his whole body:

"Slaying evil spirits is none other than the Thunder Sword!"

Between the spine of the sword and the inscription is filled with endless electric light, making the body of the sword blazing white, causing the blade to vibrate endlessly, and turning into a blur of white light and shadow.