"..." Tiweier still didn't say anything.￥f.￥f In fact, she had no time to speak. In the sky, she kept jumping, shuttled between giant eagles, bats, griffins, and weaving a chaotic and deadly rain with daggers and flying knives.

"It's still at a disadvantage." Tivre thought to himself: "So, why can she still shuttle through the shadows? It should have reached its limit."

"Catch you."

The next second, while Tivre was about to jump again, he was surprised to find the giant eagles beside her, the griffin and the bat screamed at the same time.

Blood gushed out of them. At the same time, their bodies collapsed.

They were cut into countless even small pieces in an instant, just like the diced meat cut by a chef in the kitchen.

There was no place to stay by Tiwei's side. She was trapped on the giant eagle.

"finally,"

The other party stretched out his bright red tongue and licked his dagger for granted, which was covered with poison.

But for her, these poisons are not much different from MSG.

It was obvious that the two dark elf assassins stepped on its back, making the giant eagle under their feet feel very uncomfortable. It screamed, shaking its wings and trying to shake these two uninvited guys down. Of course, its little resistance was absolutely impossible. Then, the perverted transvestite "stepped" on it.

"Don't make a noise."

While speaking, the power of the anti-shock directly acted on the body of the giant eagle. Then, the internal organs of the giant eagle were broken into flesh mud. Without even screaming, they died. After that, the giant eagle's corpse began to fall at a high speed. It was on the corpse of the giant eagle. Tiweier and the pervert who were cross-dressed, seemed to break through the obstacles of the air gravity, firmly "stick" to the corpse. While moving quickly, they fought quickly. Close, close. Tiweier could no longer use the shadow to shuttle, and for some reason, the pervert also did not.

The two people relied on their physical strength and skills alone to entangle at zero distance. The dagger in their hands suddenly hit and sparked. Then one pressed down and the other raised. They wanted to use their strength to overwhelm the other. They had no effect at all. Then, the two elves quickly withdrew their hands, and then stabbed again and dodged. While the daggers were assassinating each other, both sides' legs were constantly kicking low, trying to trip over the other, or kicking the other's calves on the frontal bones.

The two elves were constantly exchanging positions, and the giant eagle fell from mid-air to the ground at a rapid speed, which was in this extremely short period of time. The two had fought hundreds of moves.

At the same time when the dagger collided for the last time, the pervert did not retreat and let Tiwei turn his wrist, and changed to stabbing, breaking her right wrist with the dagger. At the same time, she bullied her body forward. At some point, she had already put a black claw cover on her left hand.

She grabbed Tiwei's left arm, then exerted a little force, and the barbed iron claws pierced into Tiwei's leather wrist guards, followed by her slender skin. The pain was severe, followed by a numb feeling, her claws were put on the poison.

"..." Tiweier pressed the switch. When the other party wanted to continue to move forward, the blade of her dagger "protruded" and shot out under the action of the machine spring. The other party immediately retreated. Tiweier entered the shadow again.

"Not bad, more capable than I thought"

While the transvestite pervert said such words, the giant eagle landed on the ground and pressed several dwarfs and gray dwarfs who were wielding battle axes and slashing each other on the ground.

"Damn it! Why is this the case again?!"

One of the dwarves was vaguely familiar with the sound... but we don't have to worry about him.

"Cough, cough... damn... I have to..." Tiweir appeared again, on the edge of the battlefield, inside a pile of rubble of an ancient elf empire building. Forced use of shadow jumps, causing her body to be eroded by the negative energy of the shadow world. Her physical condition was very bad, and there was no possibility of continuing to fight.

At least. According to common sense, there is no.

If she was an ordinary person, she had suffered such severe injuries and had already fallen to the ground and could not get up, but Tiweier was different. She had been trained by the assassination of the Dark Elves, and could still act with her amazing will at this moment. She quickly walked towards the edge of the battlefield, hoping to find a place to hide as soon as possible. At the same time, she touched her dimensional bag, hoping to find some potions that would be helpful to her current situation.

But after that, her movements stopped.

"Where do you want to go, kitten." The transvestite pervert was right in front of Tiwei, looking intact, and she smiled very happily, like a stray dog ​​with a big meal in front of her...

at the same time.

"Give me five minutes, three minutes is enough!" Yulia said next to the protagonist Succubus.

"Three minutes?! We will all die in one minute!" The protagonist Succubus complained that yes, his magic position, his scroll, magic props, staff, potions, and the supplies he had just touched from the dead high elf commander's body. On the opposite side, the madman who was worried in his mental state was still alive.

"Believe me! Believe me!" Yulia held the face of the protagonist Successor, forcibly twisted his head to look at him, and then said: "As long as this magic is completed, then don't mention this crazy, even if there are a million crazy people, we will win! And neither I need to die!"

"...I understand." Although he was still very suspicious, the protagonist Succubus finally chose to believe Yulia.

Perhaps when he rushed towards the second rank leader without hesitation, Yulia would immediately take advantage of this opportunity to run away. Or maybe what Yulia actually brought out was a failed product that was useless. It was like most unreliable alchemists. It was also possible that Yulia brought out something that was not very useful and could not do anything to the second rank leader.

However, the protagonist Succubus still chose to believe Yulia.

Even if there is no love between them.

Or, why can men and women exchange life and death only in a state of love?

"You idiot!"

Of course, the second-year leader who could hear the words of the protagonist Succubus and Yulia said what he thought was the most correct evaluation. After that, he decided to end all this. It was at this time that a force that definitely did not belong to this world rushed towards the center of the protagonist Succubus.

On the battlefield, the devils who had received mad magic and had lost their minds were wailing, screaming, and tremblingly fell to the ground, or squatting down with their hands in their arms, completely losing their ability to resist. It was as if their natural enemies were not, and it should be said that their nightmare, their gods, and the master of their lives came here.

"This is... the power of the abyss?!" Opposite the protagonist Succubus, the second leader of the middle school was surprised and doubtful. Of course, as a legendary mage, he naturally could not avoid dealing with the abyss. This trembling aura, this feeling of fear from the depths of his soul. He is naturally very familiar with it.

But, the question is. Why is it here.

"This is obviously the main plane! What a joke!? Who is this bastard? Where is the referee?! He is cheating!" The second leader of the middle school was furious and cursed without hesitation.

"The power of chaos is everywhere. The abyss is the place where the power of chaos is most concentrated. But it does not mean that it cannot be found in the main plane." The protagonist Succubus returned to his demonic form at this moment.

"so, isn't it okay for three minutes?" The protagonist Succubus turned his head and looked at Yulia. His smile looked so handsome that he was so thrilling. Yulia's hand shook and almost made the wrong prescription.

at the same time

"Where are you?! Where are you?! Don't hide! Come out and fight me! You coward!!!"

Naturally, the uncle who searched for the ruins of the large, narrow and dense street buildings did not say such shameless or unsatisfactory words. He searched desperately, searched desperately, and thought desperately about the other party, the place where the elf magic saga could hide. At the same time, he was constantly destroying the other party's use of the terrain and other props arranged one by one.

"The other party worshipped the Death Cult is likely to have been here a long time ago. In other words, that guy is likely to have transformed the entire area. That is to say."

While Uncle Que'er was thinking this in his mind, he stepped on an ancient, but very useful trap. A pit appeared. What surprised Uncle Que'er was that he was just in the center of the pit, not the edge. So, it was impossible to jump up, go backward, and then reach a safe place.

"Perfect mechanics practice." While thinking this way, Uncle Queer suddenly waved his knife down. He claimed to be half-baked, but in fact, the fighting spirit that most monks who specialize in this art gushed out. Uncle Queer Queer jumped up and then felt the malice of the world.

At least fifty elves of magic archers set their bows and arrows, aiming at him from all directions, angles and positions.

"There is only one real question, where is the real one?!" Uncle Queered Ear's heart beats rapidly (to be continued.)
Chapter completed!