[Seraphim of the End]Ajura Maru Motoki

The fishy smell... the piercing sound of the sharp weapon piercing the flesh, the wet touch... everything that was out of the ordinary almost woke up Arthur's mind instantly, Noah set off a rebellion, the Hiiragi's family arrived, and Crewe's life and death were uncertain Lu!He opened his eyelids suddenly, maybe his eyes were blurred due to excessive force, he subconsciously grabbed something around him, it was soft, like silk, but it was sticky, and he let go of the thing in his hand. It was bright red.

"He's awake!" A sudden voice sounded. "That's the best, at least one living thing is much better than one dead thing." The cold and emotionless voice should be that white-skinned woman.

After a long time, the line of sight focused, and the hazy feeling before it disappeared immediately.The dark-skinned woman was still hugging him, but the clothes that were originally neat were extremely messy at the moment, and there were even a few wounds that were being repaired at the vital points.On the other side, the expressionless white-skinned woman is relatively more miserable, her right arm is missing.

"Damn it, Noah has assembled such a powerful force!" The dark-skinned woman didn't care about the etiquette of the nobles at the moment, she spat roughly, and rudely wiped the sweat beads that didn't exist on her forehead. "If you have the strength to complain, it's better to run for your life. The fifth ancestor is chasing us." The white-skinned woman seemed calm, but her flickering eyes revealed her uneasiness.Like Asera, she seemed to have noticed the calm disguise of the white-skinned woman. The dark-skinned woman moved her lips, but finally she didn't speak, and there was a sudden silence.Although they could only escape for their lives, as the sixteenth ancestors, how could they escape and be regarded as the fifth ancestors among the upper ancestors?The blood race is a strictly hierarchical race, because the strength of each class is very different, just like Shuerza and Noah, there is only one ranking difference, but it is very different. When Shuerza is here, no matter Noah How dissatisfied Ya is with him but still not enough to make a mistake, this is just a ranking, the difference between them and the fifth ancestor is... the defeat has already been set.

"You can leave me behind." Arthura broke the silence. Naturally, he couldn't fail to see the embarrassment of the two blood races in front of him. This was an opportunity. In any case, he had to confirm Krulu's safety, "I just A human being, staying will only hold you back."

"Boy, don't act like a disgusting holy father!" The dark-skinned woman frowned slightly, her desperation made her tone extra sharp, with deep mockery, "You think too highly of yourself, you Can't save anyone at all!"

Maybe it was because of excessive desperation, she didn't even maintain the superficial peace, she completely ignored the wink from the white-skinned woman, "Maybe you don't know yet? I saw it!" She roared, not knowing she was sad Still excited about grabbing someone's sore foot, "That boy! That boy who was taken away by the soldiers didn't have a girl around him!"

A boy taken by soldiers?Could it be Hiiragi Tianxu?But... but... that girl?Kruru...wasn't with Tianxu Hiiragi?An inexplicable panic swept over Asera, he only felt his limbs gradually become cold, as if all the blood had been drawn away, even though he tried his best to convince himself: that woman was crazy, and what she said were all lies !But... Subconsciously, he already believed it.The purple eyes were stained with gray, like cracked plastic beads.

Seeing that things have come to this, the white-skinned woman simply gave up Shuerza's previous order, anyway, it's the last, isn't it?For the dying, even the future has been lost, and orders and the like have become irrelevant.She tightly held the dark-skinned woman's hand, intertwining her fingers.Obviously they are all hands without warmth, but they are desperately trying to pass on the last warmth. They at least have each other... They all say that there is a home only where there are important people, so what about Asera?Compared with those two blood races, it is even more pitiful, just a lost dog.

Looking indifferently at the two women who were huddled together for warmth and sitting waiting to die, Arthura hardly convinced himself that this was just a reason for a joke.What about Shurza?That wanton high-ranking ancestor left at a critical moment. Is this a mistake or a bad taste?

The empty purple eyes are wide open, but they are like puppets without wit. These weak people are just pawns in the hands of the superiors, who can play with them at will and discard them at will. The corners of the lips are slightly bent.It is obviously the same life, some people's lives are dazzling and free and easy, while some people's lives can only be reduced to other people's sideshows.

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