"Warwick."

Just as the werewolf was about to attack Chen Senran, Arella, who was lying on the side, suddenly spoke.

"Oh? My cute little girl, do you have anything to say?" The werewolf turned his head, looked at the weak female warrior, tilted her head, and said in a tone of winning, "Do you want to beg for mercy?"

"..." Arrelia said after a moment of silence, "Yes, I beg you to let him go. You are just here to kill me this time, it has nothing to do with him."

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"What about your answer?" Arriya asked calmly as if she had not heard the werewolf's ridicule.

"What is your relationship with him?" The werewolf did not answer, but narrowed his eyes and glanced at Chen Senran in a mess. A strange color flashed in his eyes hidden under the hood. "You... don't like him, right?"

"I...no." Arella paused for a moment and said in a gentle tone, "He is just an innocent person..."

"Gu? Arella, my little girl, you aren't really so naive, are you?" The werewolf snorted coldly. He said in a cruel tone, "Who is the one in this world who is innocent? Everyone deserves to die." He almost yelled out the last few words.[

"Warwick..." Arella wanted to say something else.

"Okay, Arella, my little girl, just lie there obediently. Wait for me to eat you." The werewolf ignored her. He began to walk towards Chen Senran step by step, "Let me... deal with your little lover first, hahahahahaha..."

The werewolf smiled gloomyly and moved his sharp claws.

The deep rain was stomping on him.

The heavy rain crackled.

The crisis is so close.

die……

"Hu..." Chen Senran gasped hard, lowered his head and leaned on the sword.

The werewolf is less than five yards away from him.

He still couldn't use too much effort.

His head was still painful, his wound was bleeding, and his tiger's mouth was numb.

His whole person is in a worse state.

He was a little desperate.

first.

Even in the strong wind-like sword force of the sword tyranny in the wind, he was never as desperate as he is now.[

He can escape.

There is no trump card anymore.

seem……

I can only wait to die.

"Hu..." The werewolf was getting closer and closer to him, and Chen Senran could almost smell the stench on his body through the breath of rain.

"Yes, breathe more, take a few more breaths of air, and you won't have a chance to breathe again soon." The werewolf walked in the heavy rain like a wandering in the garden.

The distance between him and the blind man had been reduced to two yards.

An almost bound to kill distance.

I could kill him just by raising my hand.

Humph, it's really something that overestimates one's ability, and you dare to resist me.

"Hu..." Chen Senran was still gasping.

The distance has been shortened to one yard. The murderous aura emitted from the werewolf has already enveloped him.

"I will enjoy your bones." The werewolf raised his claws and showed a hideous, irritating smile.

"Tear--" The sharp claws tear the air.

"Tear--"

It's this moment.

Chen Senran suddenly drew his sword. At the moment when the werewolf's vigilance was at its lowest point, he suddenly drew his sword and headed towards the werewolf's neck.

"Brush--" The blade cut through the empty rainy night, and the falling rain washed the sharper blade.

And blood.

The werewolf still avoided this adventure-than-adventure sword. But the sword edge that was too fast still cut through his robe and a trace of flesh.

"Damn kid, you really annoyed me." The werewolf roared angrily and jumped on the wall. His whole body fell on the ground in a four-legged form. "Since you are looking for death, I promise I will definitely make you feel in pain. I want to use 120 kinds..."

"Tear--" Before the werewolf could finish his harsh words, Chen Senran set out his sword again.

He was like crazy, and he staggered through the heavy rain with the strange weapon.

His body was still colic, and it was even more painful now.

Yes, his whole body is worse than that.

But, so what?

Just because of this, are you going to die?

Give up?

No, how is that possible, I...

How could I die in such a place?

"Roar!!!" Chen Senran let out a nearly beastly roar from his throat.

He carried the strange weapon that looked extremely unsatisfactory and rushed towards the werewolf in a desperate manner.

"Brush-" The werewolf jumped and avoided Chen Senran's lifeless blow. He snorted in a disdainful tone, "Do you think you can live like this? Naive."

In his opinion, Chen Senran had no rules at this time, if he could have brought some threat to himself before.

Then now.

"Tear--" He jumped, and a pair of sharp claws stroked Chen Senran's back affectionately.

"Puchi--" There was no unexpected hit.

His sharp claws pierced deeply into Chen Senran's skin.

Blood splattered out instantly.

The smell of fresh blood "liquid" made him tremble.

"Ah woo--" He couldn't help but whistle to the sky.

"Puchi--" But before he could finish his crying happily, a sword blade that was extremely sharp pierced into his flesh.

The severe pain spread throughout his body.

Chen Senran actually completely ignored the pain on his body and turned around and gave the werewolf a heavy blow.

Chen Senran's face was no longer as calm as before, and his face became distorted, with a little crazy.

If someone could lift Chen Senran's blindfold, he could still see that his divine eyes were now filled with flowing dark "color" flames.

His consciousness is already a little confused.

He only knows that he, absolutely, cannot die.

"Roar!!!" He roared again, pulled out the strange blade that pierced the werewolf's body, and slashed at him again.

"Ah woo--" The werewolf cried and hurriedly took three steps back. He was already a little scared.

This blind man.

How could it be...

"Tear--"

Chen Senran hit the sky with one blow, but he did not stop at all. He waved his sword again and followed him. He kept swinging his sword, swinging his sword, swinging his sword, swinging his sword, swinging his sword.

In the end, the strange weapon was waving like a storm by him, and it completely cut the heavy rain on the edge into pieces, forcing the werewolf Warwick.

Warwick retreated violently.

But no matter how he retreated, he felt like he was locked tightly and could not escape.

"Puchi--" Finally, after Chen Senran made many swords, the werewolf was hit.

He had only had time to lift the pair of claws to protect him, and was swallowed by the sword rain beside him.

"Puchi--"

"Puchi--"

"Puchi--"

"Puchi pudchi pudchi pudchi--"

The rain falls on the side.
To be continued...