The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

Brendan stood up again, black flames began to burn all over his body, he threatened the staff with his sharp horn, watching them back away in panic one by two.

"What's going on?! Why isn't his black flame restrained?"

"Quick! Bring the gun! Long-range attack!"

After all, it was the trained staff, and armed personnel came one after another. Brendan knew that he could not delay any longer. His black flames began to ignite the fence. After the violent burning, a large piece of the fence collapsed to the ground, and the nightmares suddenly panicked. back.

"Don't retreat! Let's get out!" Brendan raised his voice. "Forget about the dream we had last night? Let's get out! See the stream and the lake and the moon! The world outside will take us, and there we can Live 500 years!"

The time of 500 years shocked most of the nightmares, but the vicious guards gradually approached, and the inertia of being imprisoned and enslaved for a long time made them retreat subconsciously.

"We can't... Brendan..."

"I can't survive outside..."

"The black flame is also sealed, how can we rush out with only one horn?"

The nightmares all wear collars around their necks, and Brendan has also worn them, but they have been removed after arriving at the branch for realistic performances, and now they have not had time to put them on again.Without the black flame, the nightmares' attack methods are really limited, and they can't attach it to the four hooves to run fast.

Brendan looked at his shadow subconsciously, but Aresio who was hiding inside did not say a word, which made him clear that it was his own battle now.

The great lake and the bright moon landed lightly in his soul again.

In front of the guards and staff who surrounded him, Brendan took a deep breath, and he took the initiative to extinguish his black flame.

"Then don't rely on Black Flame." He said calmly, "Rely on dreams."

Arecio, who was hiding in the shadows, finally smiled. He sensed the power of dreams gradually unfolding from Brendan's body, which is the foundation of the nightmares.The dream spread, and more and more unicorns of the nightmare were driven to start shining. This brilliance is not the light when using the black flame, but a colorful, dream-like light.

"Let's escape from the dream!"

Brendan stepped on the ground, and Aresio gave part of his attention to the communicator, which showed that the military had completely surrounded the valley.

This time the rescue will end in victory...

All of a sudden, Aresio's heart sank, and he jumped out of the shadow in an instant to restore his human form. The sickle and the hook collided with each other, and sparks burst out!His red pupils opened slightly, and roses grew in the world of shadows, and the hook immediately returned to the defense, cutting off the roots of the roses that hadn't grown yet!

The sudden change made Brendan, who was about to lead his family into the dreamland, come to see him.

"Aresi?"

"Run! Hurry up!" Arecio didn't have much expression on his face. "The military has surrounded this place. As long as you pass through this valley from your dreams, you will be completely safe."

"...And what about you, Aresi?"

Nightmare's overly mournful worry made Arecio look at him inexplicably.

"What do you understand? This is far from a situation that can threaten me. I told you to leave quickly, just to avoid hurting you by not being too distracted."

Brendan heaved a sigh of relief, he nodded to Aresio, and led his family into the dreamland, where the light whips and guns of the guards flickered everywhere.Arecio straightened his already neat coat, yawned, and showed his sharp fangs.

The person who had fought with him briefly walked out of the shadows slowly. Hailan's pupils were full of haze, and his brilliant blond hair seemed to be dyed by the haze. It can be said that this is a bitter man who fully meets the temple's aesthetic standards. A person with a deep hatred.

Arecio boredly labeled the other party in his heart. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that this person looked a little familiar.

Where have you seen it?

Sure enough, the other party stared at him quietly for a while, then spoke slowly.

"See you again, Arecio."

He bit the name of the blood clan, as if he hated it, but it seemed that he didn't just hate it.Arecio has seen this kind of look in the psychopath before, but, how should I put it, he would find it cute when the neuropathy stared at him like this, but now... it doesn't make him very happy.Of course, the most important question is...

Who is this?

No wonder he can't remember. Arecio, who has the memory of a goldfish, has a very interesting brain division.One partition needs to be memorized, and even some staff in the childcare center will remember it intentionally, because there is a need; the other partition is a temporary memory, where you can search for details that need to be recalled. The disadvantage is that it takes a while Time will be emptied.

Now, the latter partition of Aresio is obviously in a state of being emptied many times.

His slightly hesitant expression was seen by the hunter, and the hatred welled up in his heart again, and the hunter laughed at himself.

"Who else do you remember besides Luzius?"

After a pause, he continued.

"Even if you have forgotten, why don't you ask my name now?"

"I'm past the age where I like to talk harshly, so there's no need to ask." Alessio replied simply, "The people who will appear in the temple of this farm can only be accomplices, and I will kill you. "

"My name is Amon." The hunter said without hesitation, and the holy sword on his waist began to tremble.

"It's only for you, the hunter who will kill you."

As soon as this sentence was settled, Yamon's pupils suddenly constricted, and his powerful body twisted after undergoing several transformations, allowing him to avoid the surprise attack of the blood race.He looked at the fully opened red pupils of the blood race in front of him, and finally, the blood race finally looked at him squarely, after he said the words that were destined to offend Arecio.

"You're so annoying."

Arecio said that he has completely moved to kill.For those who are crazy, one is enough, and he only accepts one.

Amon finally got what he wanted, he pulled out the holy sword and stared closely at the vampire in front of him.

He had been looking forward to this moment for too long.

***

The saint rides a griffin and glides at low altitude among the valleys.Of course he can fly at a faster speed, but he has to cooperate with the pace of the military to limit the speed to the current level.At such a low speed, he can even be distracted from looking at the communicator, he is bargaining with Hitomi.

"I want to see what's going on with Arresi, and I know you can do it."

[This is not included in our transaction. 】

"If you do business like this, there will be no repeat customers."

【…】

"It's just a little extra, aren't you watching now?"

【…】

Hitomi didn't want to get too entangled with this psychopath, so she directly released the picture.

The holy man looked at the screen, gradually tightened his hand holding the communicator, and finally smiled.The Griffin was connected with him, and the second he made a decision, he roared, flapped his wings and lifted off vertically, flying towards the farm like a shooting star!

In the farm, Nightmare's escape caused chaos all around.Aresio has also figured out the level of this hunter. It seems that he has undergone some cruel body transformations, and he can do things that humans cannot, and can even arouse more than [-]% of the power of the holy sword.The holy sword restrained the dark creatures, and Alessio didn't want to get hurt, so he chose to avoid them all the time.

The hunter fought against him several times, and his eyes became brighter and brighter as if he got what he wanted.

"I've been waiting for a day for a long time." Amon said, the excessive use of the holy sword caused scarlet cracks in the shape of a silk net to climb on his arm, but only when he used the holy sword, he would get Aleigh Xi Ou looked straight at each other, and he kept using it like a lunatic.Taking into account the nightmare below, Arecio mostly defended, and his mood became worse and worse.

"I have undergone many transformations, and these transformations can make me qualified to stand in front of you! I also..."

are you crazy!And sickly and not cute at all!Arecio was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and he even started to think about open-field crushing, and felt that it would make him lose value.

While he was struggling, a familiar voice suddenly came from above his head.

"Aresi."

It was just a name, without any information, but the long-standing tacit understanding made Aresio respond immediately.He teleported away from the spot, and the saint riding the griffin roared down. Amon suffered a heavy blow and fell to the ground. After the roar and smoke, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the surrounding ground was cracked.

The saint jumped off the griffin and landed on the ground without waiting for his opponent to get up. The sharp chains fell vertically. If Amon hadn't rolled and avoided in time, he might have been riddled with holes!

"Cough...cough cough...you..."

Amon stared at the saint in the white cloak. Their eyes and hair colors were similar but different. They used to share a common position, but only one was favored by fate, and that person was never himself.

Luzius didn't speak, and didn't show any expression. He caught a glimpse of Aresio wanting to approach again from the corner of the corner of his eye, and then spoke.

"Aresi, go help those nightmares, I am here."

Arecio can't wait!He really doesn't want to fight against a sick and strange opponent, so it's better to let the psychopath fight the virus with poison, he believes that the neuropathy will definitely be able to poison the opponent!

"Don't go..." Amon struggled to get up, and the saint had already moved, which just blocked the back of Aresio's departure.

She didn't even want to let him take a look at her back...

But it doesn't matter, he has become stronger, if the opponent was at the level of the northern front, he can completely deal with it!Then catch up with Aresio again!

However, the saint stretched out his hand into the void beside him, and the holy spear emerged, and the terrifying power caused the holy sword to scream in an instant.Amon could hardly stop his body trembling instinctively, and the figure of the other party seemed to become extremely huge. He was struggling to breathe under the heavy pressure, like an ant looking up at a high mountain.

Why...why could he suddenly become so strong? !Shouldn't their gap be so big? ! !

The saint, who had already recovered all his memories, raised his eyes. Even if he knew that his former colleagues were coming back, there was no mercy in those extremely beautiful sky-colored eyes.

"I don't like dreamers very much."

He said softly, his tone can be called soft.

"It's even more annoying, people who daydream."

***

Amon knew he was going to die, and his body was telling him so, but he was too unwilling. He still wanted to breathe, open his eyes, and search for the figure of the blood race.To his surprise, he actually opened his eyes. The scene in front of him was blurry at first, and then gradually cleared up.

"……do you died?"

It was the vampire who was speaking.

"died."

The saint answered calmly.

No!He's not dead yet!He can fight again!look at him!look at him!

"There's more than enough to die! I just found the relevant documents of this farm. Are the hunters in your temple so bottomless? This kind of organization also takes over... Why do you have a sombre face?"

"I'm thinking about compensation, you pay me."

"what?"

"Your map cannon hit me, it hurts."

"..."

The sound stopped, or in other words, it was so small that he couldn't hear it when he was dying. Amon opened his eyes with difficulty, and he looked at the two people standing together.They gathered together and whispered something, and then the saint raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch the fangs of the vampire.The blood race looked dissatisfied, and gave his finger a bite, blood gushed out, and was licked clean without wasting.

Then the wrists, and finally the neck.

The blood race lay quietly in the arms of the saint, the saint lowered his eyes, and turned to him from the corner of his eye.

[You have seen it all, right? 】

Amon seemed to hear the saint talking.

[Then you can go on the road. 】

The chain pierced through the heart, and in his darkened vision, the blood race raised his head, licked the remaining blood on his lips, and wanted to turn his head to look at him.The saint quickly turned his head back, and the blood clan who had just eaten the blood looked a little dazed, and turned his head back in a daze.

Before his death, Amon finally found out.

No one can intervene between them.