Leopard of another world

The moment the gigantic sword touched the monster's neck, it pounced to the side with all its strength, the sharp blade tore through the shoulder and slashed straight down, sending it forward, nailing it to a tree trunk beside it.

Dark Evan held the hilt of the sword and slowly pulled it back, the monster's flesh was separated again, thick black and red blood gushed out continuously, and there was a painful and weird gurgling sound in his throat.

Mandy rushed towards the monster like crazy, but Samuel kicked him in the chest and kicked him far away.

"No! Don't kill my brother! Please! Give you all the dead leaves and flowers, don't kill my brother!"

Stumbling up, Mandy gritted her teeth and threw herself at Samuel's raised leg again, hugging tightly, with tears all over her face: "Please! Please!"

Samuel pulled up the corner of his mouth indifferently, raised his leg and threw Mandy on the ground, stepped on her chest, and crushed down hard, the sound of ribs breaking was very clear.

"This is the price you pay for attacking Lance."

The monster not far away roared and rushed towards this side, but it was still unable to move.

Lance folded his arms and looked at it coldly for a while, then twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Let her go, Samuel."

Samuel glanced at Mandy with a gloomy face, and stepped aside. Mandy was lying on the ground panting in pain, with dark red blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Lance turned around and walked to Dark Evan, and held down the giant sword he had inserted into the monster's heart. The Dark Dragon Knight looked up at his master blankly for a while, not knowing what to do next.

Lance smiled slightly: "Give me the sword."

Dark Evan didn't understand, and stood upright, letting Lance hold his wrist.

With a barely audible sigh, Lance stretched out his other hand to cover the back of his hand, and separated his fingers one by one.

Dark Evan obediently allowed his master to move, but his body was always between Lance and the monster.

Holding the hilt of the sword, Lance raised it slightly and pushed it forward. The giant sword passed through the monster's abdomen like cutting tofu, and firmly nailed him to the tree trunk. Lance stepped back a few steps and squinted for a while. Turning around and walking in front of the dying Mandy, squatting down, smiling like a spring breeze.

"Miss Mandy Tasami, I'm afraid that's not your real name."

Mandy's pupils shrunk.

Lance removed the camouflage magic on his face, and smiled more gently: "I don't know if Miss Tashami has any impression of this face?"

Mandy seemed to have received a huge shock, staring at Lance's face in astonishment, suddenly struggled, and slapped his cheek with a wave of his hand, Lance easily dodged the soft attack, and said slowly: "Oh, look Hateful eyes, you really are Tal's younger sister, am I right?"

Mandy was stunned.

"Don't show such a look. I only had a vague guess about your identity. After all, your face is only familiar to me, but your performance from just now has exposed your identity." Lan Si smiled, and gently wiped the blood from the girl's lips with the back of his hand, his voice was soft and seductive: "Then, poor lady, can you tell me why Tal, one of the best students in the seventh grade of St. Louis Bright Academy, Has it become what it is today?"

The despair in Mandy's eyes gradually turned into deep-seated hatred. She coughed heart-piercingly, spat a mouthful of blood at Lance, and roared hoarsely: "If it weren't for you two traitors! If it weren't for you! How could they be like this!!"

Lance was taken aback for a moment, then laughed: "Because of us? That's really a good excuse."

"Stop pretending, if you hadn't ruined the ceremony, a hundred innocent people wouldn't suffer backlash because of failure! And it wouldn't be because the church couldn't come up with effective treatment methods to become what they are now! My brother has become like this. You guys are the ones!! Everything is because of you!"

Lance looked at the hysterical girl with a look of pity in his eyes. He stood up and looked down at the frantic Mandy: "Oh, then your brother shouldn't stay in the church to receive 'not so effective treatment', run What are you doing here?" He showed a malicious smile: "Could it be that your loyal brother betrayed the church? While accusing me of harming you, while luring the humans who entered the silent swamp to come to die, it seems that you didn't have your own words So noble."

Mandy's face became paler and her momentum gradually weakened: "No...it's not like that! There are so few dead leaves and flowers in the church, and they have to be distributed to everyone. My brother will definitely die. He took them away, just thinking Just let yourself live, is there anything wrong with that! Is there anything wrong with letting yourself live! "

Lance was slightly taken aback, and looked at Mandy: "It's really nothing to use any means to survive. Your brother is at fault. He is too weak."

Sighing, Lance raised his hand, softened his tenderness, and looked indifferent: "You probably only know so much. The church will kill him sooner or later, so let me do it for you in advance."

The light spot in the palm of her hand gradually became larger, Mandy's expression changed from panic to despair, her eyes gradually became moist, and she dragged her seriously injured body to desperately climb towards the monster nailed to the tree, her face full of tears.

The monster looked at the girl who had drawn a trail of blood on the ground, and fell silent, with a low and intermittent whimper in his throat.

Just before the destructive light ball in Lance's hand hit the monster, Mandy finally touched its festering instep. She rushed forward with all her strength, hugged her brother's waist, and buried her head deep in the corrupted chest .

The ball of light exploded suddenly, and in the overwhelming dazzling light, the two embracing figures were torn apart, distorted and deformed, and finally disappeared in the light.

When everything quieted down, the place where the brothers and sisters hugged each other was empty, as if nothing had happened.

Lance raised his head and looked at the chaotic sky, a trace of confusion crossed his calm face.

Samuel stepped forward and shook his hand: "That's not your fault, Lance."

Lance was shocked, his eyes were awake for a moment, he turned his head, and said with a sneer: "What a mess, I just got a flash of light in my eyes."

Samuel deepened his smile: "That's good."

Lance snorted softly, suppressed the depression in his heart, turned his head, and met Derek's mournful face.

Lance: "...what's wrong?"

Derek pointed to the empty surroundings, with a look of grief and indignation: "Your Majesty! You have done a good job! The dead leaves and flowers are all gone! We can't get a cent of commission!"

Lance stroked his forehead, such a subordinate suddenly made him feel deeply powerless.

"We must resolutely destroy whatever the Bright Church needs, so it is a good thing that the dead leaves and flowers are gone."

After delivering the concluding statement, Lance and Samuel left, Dark Evan followed closely, Derek mourned for the flying commission for a while, and when he looked up, he found that Lance had gone without even a shadow.

"Your Majesty! Wait! Don't abandon your most loyal subordinate!"

The exaggerated cry echoed in the Silent Swamp, Derek didn't care to express his emotions, and ran forward in a hurry.

Walking side by side in the mist, Lance heard the light and steady breathing beside him, felt the heat from the other's palm, and felt his heart gradually calm down.

"Samuel."

"Ok?"

"thanks……"

Samuel smiled lowly: "You and I will never have to say this."

Lance nodded, looking forward with deep eyes, the mist filled the sky and the earth with dark colors, as if indicating a difficult and vague future.

His shoulders tightened suddenly, he turned his head, his dark purple pupils surged deeply.

"I have everything."

Slightly exerting force to clenched the opponent's generous palm, Lance smiled and strode forward.

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Passing shoulder to shoulder with countless mercenary groups who went to the Silent Swamp to carry out the task of dead leaves and flowers, Lance could foresee that the church was furious and got nothing, which made him feel better immediately, and this happy mood lasted until he was ready Set off back to Deknis.

"Your Majesty! Why do you have to go back so quickly! There are so many places to visit in the human world! I will lead the way, and I guarantee that you will be eye-opening!"

Lance stuffed things into the storage space without even lifting his eyelids.

"Your Majesty—" Derek dragged his voice, and dropped it on Lance's neck lazily, shaking it, full of anger: "Your Majesty, please, please play a little longer—"

Lance's goosebumps were aroused by the artificial voice, and he pushed the other party hard with disgust, trying to distance himself: "Get out of here, if you don't shut up your noisy mouth, I'll pack you up and send you away." Go to Alice's laboratory of undead magic!"

"Your Majesty—you can't be so heartless, don't you forget the countless wonderful nights I spent with you—"

The door slammed against the wall with a bang, Samuel strode in, glanced at Derek, the blood-sucking prince's face suddenly turned blue, and "bang" turned into a palm-sized bat, flapping its wings and about to go out the window fly.

Samuel picked it up casually, and the bat was tied and dragged to his palm by an invisible rope. Derek was shocked and wanted to change back to a human form, but he was touched casually by the other party, unable to move.

The blood-sucking prince in the bat state creaked from the bones held by Samuel, and the pain was so painful that he kept vowing in his heart that he would never provoke this devil among devils again. In the dizzy pain, he saw Samuel in a trance. Smiling at him, the evil meaning in that smile made him shiver suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, he was pushed forward by Samuel, and fell into a tender palm with a fragrance.

Derek seemed to be under petrification magic, and even his breathing seemed to have stopped.

A delicate laugh came from the top of his head, and Derek raised his head tremblingly, and Derek could hear the gurgling sound from his cervical spine.

Alice's gorgeous face appeared in front of him, Derek's head buzzed, he kicked his feet, and fell into the palm of the beauty, motionless and began to play dead.

Alice didn't pay attention to him, instead she raised her head, restrained her smile, and looked at Lance with a solemn expression.

"Alice, why are you here?"

"Your Majesty, Claude is missing."

The author has something to say: LJJ has been smoking so ecstasy these days, all kinds of hardships!Beat the ground!Squatting in the corner and drawing circles begging tigers to touch TAT

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