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Page fifty-two [anti-hunting]

Before he knew it, Chen Senran had already pursued the assassin far away.

But the distance between them has not been brought closer. The assassin was surprisingly fast. If Chen Senran hadn't run desperately, he would have been almost dumped several times.

As time goes by, the gun and Rose Third Team that was supposed to reinforce him have long been dumped.

But it doesn't matter. Chen Senran was not afraid of something happening at this time, because he had a very strong warrior around him, so strong that he could only make a sound with a knife, which was enough to convince people.

This is also the reason why he dared to pursue this deep.

The rain continued to cover the sky and the ground.

In the entire narrow and empty alley, only Chen Senran and Arilla were running beside him. The sudden sound of footsteps trampling on the stone slabs, swinging back and forth in the alley, the continuous rain was falling, at this depth.

There is a creepy feeling in the night.

"Do you know who it is?" Chen Senran asked Arilla beside him while constantly locking in the assassin in front of him.

Now that there is no one, he is not afraid that others will know the relationship between him and Arilla.[

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be Warwick, the alchemist who should die ten thousand times." Arilla ran, his originally calm face turned a little blue because of the name mentioned.

"Alchemist? But I clearly heard the howl of the wolf. He seemed to be a werewolf." Chen Senran followed the guide to the spiritual world, turned a corner and walked into another tortuous alley again.

Bill and Watt were only eighty years old, so when it was rapidly expanding due to maritime trade, its urban construction showed inevitable abnormal development.

The most prominent point is the sutra building, and the densely packed alleys built from sutra building, where even those who have lived on Blue Flame Island for decades will be lost.

The alchemist named Warwick was more cunning. He kept crossing through these complicated alleys, making Chen Senran exhausted while losing his distance from him little by little.

"He is indeed a werewolf now, but a long time ago he was an alchemist, a notorious alchemist." Arilla's face became even more ugly, and she said almost word by word,

"If half of the reason why we Ionia would lose that war was because of the powerful Iron Cavalry of Noxus, then the other half was the chemical weapon of this damn demon, he used the terrible poison he used.

Medicine 'Batches of killing my compatriots like harvesting. We could only fall before we even had time to pick up our weapons. This despicable bastard."

"Then..." Chen Senran did not interrupt Arilla's story. He just followed it and continued to observe the assassin's escape route.

He found that the alchemist suddenly dropped for some reason.

Are you finally tired?

"In the end of the war, the great son of the stars, Soraka, could no longer bear the evil deeds done by the demon, and she abandoned the opportunity to become a god for the sake of the entire Ionian creature. The great Sora

Ka used his divine power to summon the punishment from heaven, turning the vicious man into a terrible beast as he was in his heart." Arrielia couldn't help but sigh and said again, "Praise the great sacred

Raka, the god of Aionia.”

"Soraka?" Chen Senran paused when he heard the name, and he felt that the name seemed a little familiar.

But I just can't remember where I've heard it.

"Well, you knew her before. She is one of the three giants of the Holy Alliance and is in charge of the War Academy. It's just a pity..." Arrilia sighed but found that Chen Senran was still moving.

"how?"

"Yeah, something is wrong." Chen Senran nodded. He found that the assassin, who used to be a vicious alchemist, and now a beast werewolf, suddenly stopped moving.[

This is a weird thing.

He has no strength?

Or do you feel safe and have arrived at your base?

Logically speaking, he should know that someone is chasing him.

"Continue, that Soraka. I seem to... have a little visualization." Chen Senran took a few steps towards the werewolf stopping without hesitation.

That Warwick still didn't move.

"Did you... remember something?" Arella hesitated and asked, a little cautious, a little...

Can't bear to bear it?

If Chen Senran had usually discovered Arella's abnormality at the moment, but now that he was full of his heart and soul, he would not have heard the treacherous heart of the samurai.

"That werewolf... seems..." Chen Senran leaned forward a little uncertainly.

"What's wrong!!!"

He suddenly yelled.

This roar pulled Arrilia back from the slightly lost consciousness.

"What happened?" The female warrior alertly clasped the pair of sharp and strange blades in her hand. Although she was not as strong as Chen Senran.

But out of years of baptism, her nerves had already keenly sensed some dangers approaching.

It's raining.

The heavy rain like arrows hit the roofs of the simple houses around them, the utensils, and the stone slabs, making a roar like a drum.

The atmosphere suddenly tightened.

"He... is approaching us." Chen Senran had stopped. In his spiritual world, the qi representing the werewolf Warwick was approaching them quickly.

This is……

Want a fight?

It was obvious that the other party had known that he was chasing behind him. He ran for so long, but suddenly he turned back.

Why?

Something is so wrong.

However, out of trust in Arrelia's force, Chen Senran had no intention of running away.

The werewolf was obviously defeated by the female warrior beside her.

Now, too...

"Chen..." Arrelia suddenly let out a low voice, and she actually took a step back.

"What's wrong with you?" Chen Senran's face changed slightly, because he felt that the anger on Arrelia was rapidly weakening.

"I..." The female warrior fell down to the ground with just one sentence.

"After all..." Chen Senran quickly grabbed her and hugged her in his arms.

He only felt the weakness of the body in his arms, and how could he have the little bit of majesty of the female warrior who had a sword as sharp as thunder before?

"I... I'm afraid..." The rapid raindrops hit Arella's slightly pale face. She looked at the blind man who was quiet in the rain, and she actually wanted to lie down for the rest of her life.

The ridiculous thoughts in his arms.

His arms are so warm.

And at this moment, a very shrill howl of wolf sounded.

It's so close.

"Ah Woo--" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote. Monthly tickets and your support are my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m to read.)

ps: The second update.

Has kneeled.

Read the novel for another half an hour before going to sleep, damn it.
Chapter completed!
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