The End of Marvel's Seraph

"It's almost time."

Qianxiao took out the evil ghost mask from her personal space and put it on her face.

"Ajuramaru!"

The ferocious black curse lines clung to Qianxiao's face under the mask, and a powerful force burst out from deep within his body. Qian Xiao jumped up and jumped down from where she was standing. When it was time to land, he had already disappeared.

Today, the Assassin Brotherhood will be destroyed!

Running on the towering wall outside the castle, when she reached the end, Qianxiao jumped on the wall, jumped suddenly, and jumped more than ten meters. He smashed a large floor-to-ceiling window on the front of the textile factory and rushed into the interior of the textile factory.

After breaking the glass, Qian Xiao entered the large textile workshop of the factory. Although there had just been an explosion, there were already densely packed assassins waiting here.

Seeing Qian Xiao who suddenly broke in, they raised their guns and shot at Qian Xiao without thinking.

"Ajuramaru!"

Qian Xiao swung out his sword, and the black storm spread out in all directions with him as the center point.

The power of the black ghost curse was like a barrier, blocking all the incoming bullets and swallowing up the enemies around Qianxiao when they dispersed.

The strange attack suppressed all the enemies present. After suppressing the entire audience with one move, Qian Xiao raised her head and looked around at all the enemies with a disdainful sneer. There was a cold and distant depth in her eyes.

Surging spiritual energy poured into her eyes under Qianxiao's thoughts. Qianxiao closed her eyes and felt the changes in her body.

Perhaps it was Qianxiao's contempt that angered the enemies. All the enemies woke up from the state of shock, and with angry expressions, they fired at Qianxiao again.

But Qianxiao is faster than all of them!

Qianxiao opened her eyes suddenly, and her blue eyes radiated a bone-chilling chill to the outside world. The world seemed to be frozen in this coldness, and the trajectory of everything around her slowed down in Qianxiao's eyes. .

When a torrential rain of bullets hit Qian Xiao, he had already disappeared from the spot, leaving only a burst of sparks flying where he had just stood.

Qian Xiao stepped hard, and a huge recoil pushed Qian Xiao forward seven or eight meters.

Qian Xiao swung his sword and cut the throat of the nearest enemy.

The next second, he paused, made a mistake, and stabbed the long knife to the side and back, sending it into the heart of another enemy.

Before the dense rain of bullets struck again, Qianxiao dodged away from where she was standing again. The sparks caused by the friction of the bullets on the ground kept rising against his heels, but he could only watch as Qian Xiao once again charged into the enemy formation like a tiger rushing into a herd of sheep.

Qian Xiao was like a chisel, easily cutting through the enemy's formation.

Qianxiao ran up, waving the Ajuramaru in her hand, and used various weird techniques and moves to finish off every enemy along the way.

charge! charge! Charge again!

Swing the knife! Swing the knife! Swing the knife again!

To outsiders, Qianxiao looks like a demon surrounded by swords and lights, wearing a terrifying evil ghost mask on his face and waving the cold light of death in his hands.

Wherever he passed, not a blade of grass grew!

As Qian Xiao moved, blood continued to splash into the air. It looks like a blooming demon flower!

With Qianxiao as the center, the dense cold light formed the green leaves, and the blood splashed into the air was the petals. On this battlefield of one-sided killing, this obviously very strange scene actually appears to be extremely harmonious!

"Ajuramaru!"

Qian Xiao shouted angrily, and a black ring-shaped sword light shot out 360 degrees in the surroundings following his chopping movements.

The ring-shaped sword light was like ripples on the lake surface, spreading evenly in all directions. Within a radius of nearly twenty meters, all enemies had their necks scratched by the sword light. Their bodies trembled and they suddenly stopped in place. .

Qian Xiao, who had stopped charging, stood still and swung the knife neatly. The blood on the blade was thrown to the ground, forming a jagged ring around Qian Xiao, which was strange and ferocious.

Qian Xiao slowly put away the knife. When the knife was put into the sheath, there was a soft sound of the knife being sheathed, and a burst of blood suddenly spurted out from the necks of the surrounding enemies.

Then, as if they had been rehearsed in advance, the heads of all the enemies fell from their necks at the same moment and rolled to the ground, forming a trembling scene like a "Headless Forest".

Qian Xiao stood there and breathed out softly. At this time, the tearing sensation in the body caused by continuous high-speed and high-intensity exercise gradually appears.

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Qian Xiao frowned slightly and mobilized the spiritual energy in her body to heal the painful area. After the spiritual energy flows through all parts of the body, the tearing pain gradually disappears.

After shaking the ajuramaru in her hand, Qianxiao felt a sense of peace of mind and then walked towards the depths of the textile factory.

When she reached the end of the corridor, Qian Xiao raised her leg and kicked the door, causing the weak wooden door to fly out.

Before Qian Xiao could walk in, a disgusting smell of blood came out from the door and hit Qian Xiao's face.

Qian Xiao didn't hesitate, and without even changing her expression, she walked straight in.

The smell of blood is not human blood, but pig blood. Of course, there might be some blood in a corner.

This is the slaughtering room of a textile factory. The whole room is covered in blood. There are many hooks hanging from the ceiling. On the hooks, pigs that have been slaughtered and cut in half are hung.

There were almost thirty and a half pigs hanging in the whole room, layer upon layer, like a forest of flesh and blood, which not only made people uneasy but also blocked their view.

Qian Xiao felt a premonition of danger. He lowered his breath and put his hand on the handle of the knife, so that he could quickly draw the knife at any time.

Qian Xiao walked leisurely in this "flesh and blood forest". His steps were very slow, as if there were human-eating monsters deep in the forest.

"Whoo~"

This is the sound of Qianxiao's long breathing.

Suddenly the "trees" in the forest seemed to be shaking. Because the line of sight was blocked, Qianxiao simply poured spiritual energy into her ears and concentrated on listening.

Front? right?

The faint whistling of the wind gradually became louder and clearer in Qian Xiao's ears. Qian Xiao tightened his grip on the handle of the knife and slowly pulled out a section of the blade.

None of it is right, none of it is right, it should be... behind! !

Qian Xiao suddenly drew her sword, turned around and slashed towards the back.

The next moment, a ferocious monster with radiating hair jumped out from between the two fans of pork. The [Butcher] raised the butcher knife in his hand and struck at Qian Xiao.

A slender long knife and a broad and thick butcher's knife were chopped at each other. In the sharp collision, the bloody and rust-stained butcher's knife was cut off neatly by Arjuramaru.

The broken half of the butcher knife fell to the ground, and the butcher threw the half of the knife towards Qian Xiao.

Qian Xiao turned her head slightly to avoid the flying broken knife, and then stabbed the butcher with the knife.

The butcher was tall, but his movements were very dexterous. He took two steps back to avoid Qianxiao's stabbing blade, and stabbed Qianxiao with the iron awl in his other hand.

Qian Xiao lowered her body to avoid the iron cone, then twisted her waist at the next moment, flipped her wrist and used the long knife to draw a semicircle and slash towards the butcher.

But Qianxiao's knife only hit a pig, cutting the pig into two halves.

The Butcher hid again in this forest of flesh and blood that he was extremely familiar with.