The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants happiness

But Sewell felt no warmth at all.

Not to mention the stench around her from unknown source, which seemed to make her vomit out last night's overnight meal, what made her feel cold all over... was the monster.

Not far away.

The huge monster seemed to be made of pure muscles intertwined and twisted. The skinless body was bloody and exposed. Several python-like arms acted as wrists and feet. The other arms were waving randomly, holding various living things. The rusty weapon was stained with black blood.

It's hard to describe the appearance of this monster. It looks like a coiled snake, but the snake's body is covered with uncomfortably thick limbs. At the top of the monster, two heads with astonishingly long necks poke out, and their faces With a happy smile, he shook his head and looked in different directions.

Sewell knew how powerful this monster was. She had been fighting this monster for more than ten minutes.

But……

She lowered her head and looked at her slightly trembling palms and the blood-stained magic sword.

In the ten minutes just now, she had clearly left no less than a hundred scars on the monster's body... But now, the monster still seemed unscathed, staring at her with eyes like catching prey.

Those injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The magic attached to the magic sword has no effect.

and……

Sewell took a long breath and continued to mobilize the magic power and fighting spirit in his body.

A certain cold aura in her body was constantly eroding her body. She felt that if she didn't concentrate on fighting it, it might turn into something she could never accept.

In short, crises continue.

"But now is not the time to despair."

After only a short breath, Sewell wielded his sword again and forced himself to straighten his back.

Yes, it's not over yet, she is not fighting alone, she still has...

"So hungry..."

"Hehe, so hungry..."

"I want to eat……"

The monster suddenly let out an annoying gibbering, only this time, with a real joy that was not there just now.

A long flesh-and-blood thread protruding from the ruined floor suddenly retracted, and at the end of the long thread... there was a person hanging.

living person.

Sewell's eyes suddenly opened wide, and the image of that person was reflected in his trembling pupils.

She knows that person.

Of course she knew the man.

Because that was her...companion who was hiding in the dark, ready to launch a surprise attack on the monster at any time.

The only remaining companion.

"Sorry, Sevier."

The man vomited out a large mouthful of blood, looked at his body that had been penetrated, raised his head and looked at Sevier, and smiled miserably:

"You can only rely on yourself."

The small magic scroll fell from his body, a faint light lit up, and the man disappeared.

Also dropped at the same time was a magic spell, which slammed into one of the monster's heads, tearing it into pieces of flesh and blood.

"asshole!"

Xavier's eyes suddenly turned red.

She didn't expect that her always reliable companion would be eliminated so easily.

"What kind of man are you talking about confessing your love to me after getting good results this time, only to be eliminated so quickly?"

"You even hide things like confessing your love, and you think I don't know, you are a coward!"

"Damn, damn, damn!"

After scolding several times in succession, Sevier no longer had time to think about such things.

Because the monster's blown-off head grew back almost instantly. He looked at his empty flesh and blood in confusion, first with puzzled eyes, and then suddenly angry.

"Hungry……"

"So hungry!"

The monster roared, but the man's magic did not hinder it at all, and even made him crazier!

Its thick limbs were waving, its muscles were twisted, and its rusty weapons were like torture instruments that can only be seen in books. It was filled with coldness and stench as it rushed towards the prey in front of it.

Ding.

Ding.

Ding.

Swords clash.

Sewell was like a boat in the storm, struggling to support the monster's attack.

what to do?

She was thinking desperately.

It is impossible to defeat this monster on your own.

And a helping hand...

No, maybe there is help.

Sewell turned his peripheral vision slightly and looked in another direction not far away.

There was also a fierce battle taking place there, but compared to this side, the situation there was slightly better, at least it seemed to have more strength.

Ask them for help?

No, it's impossible.

Because those people...are enemies.

Sewell thought with some bitterness.

As elites from the National Academy of Magic in the Kingdom of San Pedro, they should not be in such a panic even when faced with such a terrifying monster.

But before that, they were confronting their country's old enemies, the barbarians from the Leopold Empire's Santa Maria College.

It was during the battle that they were suddenly attacked by these monsters and were caught off guard, so they suffered huge losses at the same time and ended up like this.

"Damn it, is this fate?"

San Pedro and Leopold are neighboring countries and have constant border conflicts with each other.

However, due to the difference in national strength, San Pedro is basically suppressed in all aspects of the international arena.

The two colleges also have a long-standing grievance in terms of academics, so I thought that the people they sent this time were not as good as expected, and it was a great opportunity to feel proud, but I didn't expect...

"That's all."

In despair, the magic sword in Sevier's hand shone brightly, preparing to use his last strength to launch the final blow.

She raised her head proudly and smiled sadly:

"At least, I fought to the last moment and was not rescued by the enemy. It does not mean that I have lost the face of the college and the country..."

boom--

Before he finished speaking, a loud noise rang out, overwhelming the roar of the monster.

Sewell and the monster stopped their offensive at the same time, raised their heads blankly, and looked in the direction of the sound.

The ceiling was blown open.

The moonlight fell, and it was desolate and lonely.

The blond man fell from the sky, and the night wind ruffled his short hair that had been styled by a top hairstylist. The high moon turned into his back, giving him a cold halo.

Just a side face, the lines were so perfect that it seemed as if the goddess had drawn them herself. Xavier, who had just gone through a battle and whose heartbeat was extremely intense, froze at that moment.

"So handsome."

After a brief moment of confusion, the man had landed on top of the monster.

He looked down at the ferocious monster, his eyes calm, and whispered softly:

"The ninth one."

After saying that, the pure white swords in his hands drew an arc more perfect than the moon, and the monster's two big heads fell down in response.

"Roar--"

The monster finally reacted, its fallen head still roaring, with a happy expression and angry eyes.

The muscles like a giant python surged wildly, and the thick limbs clenched the rusty weapons, without caring about hurting themselves, and suddenly rolled back.

"careful!"

Sewell couldn't help but exclaimed, because at this moment Mu En was like a white mouse that fell into a group of snakes and would be devoured at any time.

But Mu En just glanced at Sewell, his eyes still calm.

He opened his mouth and called softly and skillfully as if he had repeated it countless times:

"Leah."

The moonlight was blocked again, casting a huge shadow.

The girl with delicate and lovely appearance, who seemed to make even women fall in love with her, stood under the moonlight.

The night wind blew her long skirt, and even though she wore the most evil leggings under the skirt, her figure was so perfect that there wasn't a single flaw in her figure.

She stretched out her finger and pointed down.

Dark metal pieces fell on those crazy limbs.

Then, press down hard.

Star-like light spots appeared on those metal pieces, instantly outlining mysterious lines.

"This is... a magic circle?"

Xavier's eyes nearly popped out.

Multiple magic combination matrix, referred to as the magic circle.

As the literal meaning suggests, multiple magics are connected together in a special way to achieve a powerful effect that cannot be achieved by a single magic.

Generally used to lay out barriers, build secret rituals, strengthen weapons, and create traps.

But in actual combat, few people will use it directly.

Because of its complex nature, arrangement often takes far longer than ordinary magic.

But at this moment, Sewell seemed to feel that he had been taking a fake magic class.

A dazzlingly complex magic circle was constructed in an instant, and what was flowing within it was not just pure magic power, but also...

Holy light.

"Ah-ah!"

The monster's roar turned into a scream.

All its thick limbs were nailed into the ground, unable to move. A burning hissing sound resounded from its body. Every inch of its flesh and blood was convulsing and struggling. You can imagine the pain it was experiencing.

The blond man stepped on the monster's newborn head and screamed back at the same time, as if he didn't like hearing the unpleasant sound.

Then, he grasped the pure white double blades and slashed.

cut.

cut.

cut.

At this moment, Sewell couldn't count how many times this man swung his knife and how many times he chopped.

She could only see that the monster's flesh and blood had no time to regenerate, and were torn apart and burned by the sharp blade.