Nidhogg Can't Keep Up

They don't even know each other, but they can cooperate tacitly that a real sibling would be ashamed of. This is the horror of Huang Ya's melee troops.

What's more, with the baptism presided over by the Grand Priest, they can be easily resurrected, and even minor injuries can be recovered quickly without any procedures.

Armed with extreme violence, even goblins were defeated by this army of the undead, and the Fangguard never met defeat.

but now……

"kill…"

With a cold tone, not even a bit of killing intent, the man sitting on the city wall was wearing a black robe, holding a simple bong in his hand, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.

The untwisted black hair swayed in the breeze, and the bright golden pupils made all the dental guards feel humble.

And below him, in the opened city gate, countless men in black robes leaped out, with great momentum.

"hungry…"

"Thirsty..."

"flesh……"

It is clearly an unknown language, but its meaning can be heard, but it is even more terrifying to hear the murmur clearly, as if facing a group of fierce ghosts.

Limbs on the ground, some ghosts run like wild animals.

The sharp wingspan cut through the rough cloth, and some ghosts jumped into the air and flew like a flock of crows.

Pulling out the blade, some ghosts even used rare and superb swordsmanship.

They are bloodthirsty, ferocious, and eager to kill all creatures weaker than them. They are cheap soldiers that the Dragon Clan trusts and despises the most.

they are…

Deadpool!

NO.63: I just want to play "chat stream".

NO.63: I just want to play "chat stream".

(Now Caishi's initial words are very interesting: "Born in the ocean of fantasy, lost in the ocean of reality"

Doesn't this mean: "I only exist in your fantasies, it's impossible to come to reality, masturbate well and don't think too much"? )

"The so-called Miluo technique, in fact, you are not good at it."

His voice was very soft, but it sounded like a thunderclap, a wild air current swept across the front, and the boundary between the sky and the earth was blurred.

He raised the long knife in his hand, and the dark power soaked Gao Jie's divine power, and the shape of Tian Congyun Sword changed from a long knife to a ferocious magic sword.

The ground was torn apart, the darkness was torn apart, and the black arc light easily cut off the deep root, pulling out a long trajectory in the space, and the suddenly expanding light and shadow could no longer restrain the huge energy between them with simple boundaries. With the escape of the arc light, it suddenly exploded into countless fragments.

The pale green light of Miluo burst out, like a group of melting fireflies, which were gradually eroded and divided by the silver-white power, and then turned into a gust of breeze and dissipated in the long sky.

The dark long knife was illuminated by this faint light, like a scepter held in the hand of a god, exuding an invincible aura.Just one person, just one sword, is like a chasm in the sky, making people daunting, and they dare not take a step beyond the thunder pool.

Miluo Illusion·first level, broken.

"That's Xiao Xiao's field, and I'm really not good at it."

The sound of Li resounded through the sky and the earth, and the vast snow-covered plateau where the sword was drawn has long disappeared. The ground is still a brownish-yellow soil that has been somewhat cracked due to long-term dryness, and there is no trace of a drop of water.

The so-called illusion is nothing more than a trick to play with people's hearts. No matter how clever the trick is, it can't change objects that don't exist.Even though the illusion has reached the extreme and the illusion seems real, once it is deciphered, there is still nothing left.Because it is false, it is false after all, it is only false after all.

"But since you know Milo, then you should also recognize us."

"Recognize you? No, no, I just took the time to search Huangya and Chenyue on the system network, and I didn't expect to get some interesting information."

"..." Not knowing how to answer, Li chose to shut up.

The dense light of Milo descended from the sky, turning into a heavy rain in an instant, covering the whole world in misty mist.

The heavy rain curtain seemed to be a gauze woven of strings of pearls, blocking the sight of the Raksha ghost. The pouring rain was like long whips soaked in water, constantly whipping the backs of his hands and the hands that were exposed outside his clothes. On the cheeks, red marks are clearly visible.

The dust on the surface turned into a piece of mud, and withered petals drifted all over the sky with the rapid storm. In the noisy and silent world, that slender figure wearing a blue kimono suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.There was a poignant smile on her face, like a withered rose, and there were faint tears on her cheeks, which was so dazzling even when the heavy rain washed her away.Elegant purple butterflies dance around her.

"Lord Nidhogg, why didn't you save me?" She raised her soft and boneless wrist slightly, and she stretched out her hand towards the Raksha ghost, as if she wanted to hold his hand, but also seemed to want to hold his hand. Face.

Knowing that all this is an illusion, the rationality tells himself that the best way is to ignore the words of this illusion at all, it is just a trick to confuse his mind, and all the words are fabricated by Li himself.Seeing this scene, he still felt a slight pain in his heart, and he clenched his claws subconsciously.

"What are you talking about? Didn't I go to save you?" Even though he knew that there was a phantom in front of him, the Raksha ghost still replied, with a brisk tone as if he was laughing.But the smile under his mask is so forced that no one will see it.

Youyouzi's death was a lump in his heart. Even though he knew she would be resurrected, he was really shocked when he saw Youyouzi's body.

After returning to this world for so long, he has never been to the underworld, not because he forgot, but because he has a hurdle in his heart.

Although this hurdle is dispensable to him and should be easily crossed, he never took a step forward.

The cold hands touched his skin that was not covered by scales, and a burst of ice-like coolness soaked into the bone marrow, making him tremble slightly.A thin layer of ice and snow covered his face, gradually spreading outward from the place where the skin met, freezing the flesh and blood inside.

Lowering his eyes, the Raksha ghost suddenly raised his arm, and the sharp blade pierced straight through the heart of Yuyuko in front of him.The sharp blade came out through the body, with a hint of red in the snow-white, staring at the long knife piercing through the chest, a surprised expression appeared on Yuyuko's face.

"...Why?" Her lips squirmed slightly, and the Rakshasa ghost could understand what she wanted to say just by looking at the shape of her mouth.

"Fake, after all, it's just a fake, can't you let me clean up my emotions?" Raksha ghost raised his head, staring indifferently into her eyes, pulled out his sword blade, and backed away with the help of reaction force.

"Yuyuko... how could she do anything to me."

"I see." She muttered to herself, a smile suddenly appeared on her beautiful face.