The Void Warrior who opened the barrier was cut into three pieces. The four Void Warriors guarding the door also heard the movement outside the door, but they didn't know who won, so they could only wait. The four Void Warriors began to build a defense barrier synchronously to block the progress of the people outside the door.

Unexpectedly, the moment the four Void Warriors built the barrier, the surrounding area began to be covered with red spider lilies. Even the clear water of the Forgotten River could be seen clearly.

When the red spider lilies grew in large numbers, four or five fuzzy Yinshan Mountains could be vaguely seen emerging on the outermost edge of the red spider lilies. In the sky, a bright red red spider lily petal slowly fell into the center of the clear river. Looking at the extremely fast red spider lilies in the corridor, the clear and transparent river water, and the petal that suddenly fell into the river.

The Void Warrior combat system began to rapidly sound the alarm:

Warning, warning. Danger warning. If you find a strong danger approaching, please abandon the barrier construction. Evacuate quickly.

When the four Void Warriors heard the analysis of the combat system, they responded to the combat system with a barrage of Taotie curses and greetings from their God Carl.

The scarlet sword light fell rapidly during the time when the Void Warriors were spraying at the combat system. In the instant when they easily broke through the defensive barrier built by the Void Warriors, hundreds of sword qi with red spider lily prints spread out from the middle of the four Void Warriors to the surroundings of the corridor. Coincidentally, the Void Warriors around the sword qi were immediately divided into several sections by the spreading sword qi.

If Maple Leaf was watching Blade's swordplay in the corridor and the shapes the Void Warriors were divided into, he would probably comment:

This swordplay is quite sophisticated, just like the fast food fries at a fried chicken shop. Mm, harmonious and beautiful.

Kafka watched Blade appear in the door and threw a grenade at the person blocking her door. She whispered softly:

"Boom!"

The solid door was instantly broken open by the grenade, revealing the Void Warrior that was cut into several pieces by the blade. Kafka saw the remnants of the Void Warrior, but did not find any trace of the blade, so she knew that he had rushed to the deepest part. In order not to delay the little guy's script arrangement, and to allow the blade to fully release the long-suppressed malice.

Kafka walked towards the center with Angel Zhixin. Snow, who was guarding the door of Karl Hall, heard no movement from other places, but the Void Warriors sent out were disconnected one after another. Snow's eyes flashed with solemnity, and the two Void Warriors behind him asked:

"Lord Snow, facing that extremely cruel man, should we use the rated power of the void engine to disintegrate him?"

"Don't be too confident. In short, be careful."

Snow responded slowly.

Dadada, the crisp footsteps of the blades that eliminated the Void Warriors who had set up the defense line along the way rang out, echoing in the ears of Snow and the other two. Snow's eyes wrinkled:

"Be careful, he's here."

"You guys really made me look hard. I just wonder if you can hold out in my hands a little longer."

A deep, deep voice accompanied by the sound of footsteps echoed in the ears of Snow and others. The outline of the owner's body also reflected his true appearance, a man holding a broken sword and with bandages on his body.

It was also the blade that, inspired by Kafka's words, sent the Void Warriors to hell to enjoy the beautiful scenery.

Blade looked straight at Snow and the other two, and slowly revealed the blade of the broken sword in his hand. There was still a mechanical chip on the blade that had not been cleaned up in time. Looking at the chip on the blade, Snow's eyelids twitched.

I cried in my heart, my god, what should we do now? We can't seem to beat this guy. His strength is even stronger than the battle in Tianhe City.

As soon as Snow complained in his heart, red data lines suddenly grew on the body of the Void Warrior behind him, and his eyes turned cold. A mechanical voice slowly said:

"The hunter has been found. I am applying to the Bishop of Jiyuan Destruction for permission to destroy him. The permission has been approved. The abundant healing and destructive artillery modes have been activated."

Blade discovered that something was wrong with the Void Warrior, and aimed the fragmented sword in his hand at the Void Warrior with red data lines growing on its body. Oh no, maybe now we can call it the remnant of the catastrophe:

"So there is a second authority holder for a machine that relies solely on data analysis? But, could the so-called bishop you mentioned be the mysterious messenger who caused the evil creature to appear in this world?"

Blade's tone was slightly doubtful, and he quickly stepped forward with the sword in hand to fight with the remnants of the Jiemie who had changed their master. Kafka exchanged several moves with Blade and the remnants of the Jiemie.

Kafka, who was walking slowly with the angel Zhixin behind him, also appeared opposite Snow. Snow looked at the woman who appeared behind him and knew that she must be very weak. Of course, the Holy Right Wing next to her must not be careless, otherwise he would fall there if he was not careful.

Watching Snow madly fighting the mutated Void Warrior, he began to think about how to relieve the pressure. His eyes immediately turned to Kafka.

There is an old saying in pre-nuclear Chinese civilization: pick the soft persimmons to pick, and this soft persimmon looks easy to bully.

If Silver Wolf was here and knew Snow's thoughts, he would probably give a thumbs up to his suicidal behavior. After all, the one who dared to compare Kafka to a soft persimmon and attack Kafka must be either very powerful or his brain was kicked by a donkey.

She had the courage, but the outcome of this courage was not as good as she had imagined. Either she was played to death, or she was fooled to death. Anyway, those who provoked her died peacefully nine out of ten times. As for the remaining one, only Kafka herself knew.

Seeing that Blade and the Void Warrior had not been able to draw a decisive result in a short period of time, Snow locked his eyes on Kafka:

"Madam, please stop your companions' actions immediately and confess your mistakes to my God Karl. Otherwise, I cannot guarantee that your situation is safe."

"Isn't your Karl just good at farting? Does he have other duties as well?"

Kafka's eyes flashed with purple light, and a purple thread gathered from her right index finger and wrapped around Snow's body. However, Snow didn't realize that he was being manipulated by Kafka with the thread. He said a lot of nonsense. Kafka didn't find the script she wanted to know in the words, and asked with a smile on her face:

"Your ending could have a thousand possible outcomes, but I'd like to know what exactly that plan you're talking about did?"

“Execute…, execute…”

Snow died before he could even name the plan. Kafka looked at the body lying in front of her, observed it carefully, and snorted:

"A mechanical body? It's just a mechanical body without a soul. It seems that I am becoming more and more interested in this stage."

While Kafka was observing carefully, Blade raised the fragmented sword in his hand and slowly slashed at the mechanical head of the remnant of the catastrophe that had no ability to resist.

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