Human account is forced to full level

"Hey, is it true or not? There are thousands of elite soldiers of the kingdom and a whole steel-level adventure team in this crusade!"

Disbelief flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged thief.

He has never heard of this kind of monster in his whole life, and he has never felt any danger before. Could this little girl be joking?

But Brian's serious expression, as if he was going to die, dispelled his doubts and chose to believe, so...

"Little girl, where are we going now? What should we do?"

Lokmaiar suppressed the burning in his lungs, and asked again.

"Does it need to be said? Of course it is to find someone who can defeat that monster!"

While moving at high speed, Liya turned her head back, her eyes were a little red, and her voice was a little crying.

"That uncle who is not bad... should be dead by now!"

Died to break their hindquarters.

This made the 14-year-old girl realize for the first time what parting between life and death is. Even though the two sides only met twice, she still felt deep sadness and guilt in her heart.

At this moment, Climb suddenly shouted in a hurried voice.

"Be careful ahead!"

Hearing this, Liya's gaze suddenly turned to the front, and then her pupils constricted.

On the silent street, under the light of the bright moon, a figure in a white dress appeared at an unknown time and could not sense any aura, standing in front of it, blocking the way.

A pair of scarlet eyes under the mask were full of cat-and-mouse banter, and extremely contemptuous indifference.

There is still one kilometer to go.

There is no escape!

Liya, who judged this, clenched her teeth, and threw the system behind her to Climb without hesitation.

Holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, the black sharp blade was unsheathed.

"Climb, run to the nearest 'Eight Fingers' stronghold! I'll break the back for you!"

After yelling these words, a decisive Liya flashed in her eyes, and continued to rush towards the terrifying figure in front of her at a speed that did not decrease but increased.

The dynamic vision far surpassing that of his peers was used to the extreme, trying his best to capture all the movements of the other party, and he also noticed some details.

Liya looked at the little finger of the other party's left hand with a broken nail, a knife mark on the mask on the face, and some blood stains on the snow-like skirt.

Tightly pursing her lips, forcibly suppressing the sadness and anger in her heart, holding the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, using the breathing method she had just learned with all her strength, kicking the ground with her feet, and the last stage of the charge even made her figure appear a little afterimage .

Under the night sky, a pitch-black long sword slashed out, with illusory blazing flames wrapped around it.

"'Breath of the Sun·Round Dance'!"

"Qiang!!!"

Facing this weak sword to him, Shalltear looked at the young black-haired girl in front of her, who didn't even show much trace of exercise.

I can't help but feel a little interest in my heart.

Although weak as an insect, this little guy seems to have some potential...

Take them back together.

He raised his right hand casually, pinched the cut black long sword, and exerted a little force.

"Huh, didn't it break?"

Shalltear was surprised. This sword is obviously not a magic weapon, but it is surprisingly strong.

And what happened to the illusory flame above?It doesn't look like the attachment of magic power, but it can bring her a real burning sensation.

"...You should be more valuable than I imagined."

Raising her hand to pinch that slender neck, Shalltear looked at the painful face and said casually.

He casually pulled the pitch-black long sword out of the opponent's hand, and threw it aside like trash.

Shalltear put her pretty face next to the fair neck, sniffed slightly, showing a hint of satisfaction.

"Your blood should be quite tasty."

After saying this, she threw Liya, who had been suffocated and unconscious, under a tree by the side of the road, with the black long sword sticking out just beside her.

Shalltear's figure disappeared again, and then appeared directly in front of Climb who had already run out of another alley.

Just wave.

"puff!"

The sound of a sharp weapon cutting flesh came to his ears, and Climb, who was carrying the white-haired girl behind his back, constricted his pupils and looked back quickly.

But he found that Lokmaiar had flown upside down tens of meters, and was lying in a pool of blood at the other end of the dark alley, life or death unknown.

"asshole!"

Climb roared angrily, and pulled out the long sword at his waist, but lost all his strength in the next moment, and his consciousness was plunged into darkness.

A slender finger rested on his forehead.

"'Slumber'."

He casually caught the fallen body of the blond man, and grabbed the neck of the petite figure with white hair with the other hand, his scarlet eyes were full of greed and longing.

She couldn't take it anymore.

"What the hell are you? How can you be so 'fragrant'~"

Shalltear smiled softly, threw Climb, who was unconscious and uninjured, to the wall of the alley, and left him alone.

At this time, she focused all her attention on the white-haired girl in front of her, who was lifted by her neck, and looked at her clothes that were incompatible with this country.

Kind of weird, but it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that there is something in the other person's body that you desire from the heart and instinct.

Her intuition told her that eating the other party and draining the child's blood would bring unimaginable changes and enhancements to herself, and then she would be able to serve Lord Ainz even better.

Licking his lips, Shalltear smiled and showed his fangs as he looked at the other party who seemed to be about to say something.

She really couldn't help it.

"Anyway, let me taste it first~"

The fingers flicked across in an instant.

Blood spattered, and a hideous wound that almost slashed across the entire body appeared from the system's body.

It was the first time that she realized that the unimaginable pain hit her brain, and crystal clear tears appeared beside her clean blue eyes.

And the blood that was splashed into the air, mixed with astonishing energy like golden threads, also automatically gathered on a small raised hand, forming a rotating blood ball.

Without the slightest hesitation, the true ancestor of the vampire swallowed it in one gulp, and...

Her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

The hand pinching the neck subconsciously exerted more force, which made the system look uncomfortable, unable to say a word, and then the other party's head suddenly lifted.

A pair of scarlet eyes that seemed to be glowing met a pair of extremely clean blue eyes.

Shalltear said in a trembling voice.

"Little guy, you are really~ amazing!!!"

Saying that, the mouth with inhuman fangs opened directly, and the next moment it was about to bite directly on the opponent's body, devouring the opponent like a wild beast that was extremely hungry.

And this time...

A sharp blade condensed with real sun flames, completely stained with platinum, and carrying an unbelievably high temperature, suddenly cut open and burned the air.

It came to Shalltear's neck without a sound.

It was a full-strength slash from a certain supreme swordsman.

"'Crown Blade'!"

"Qiang——"

Chapter 130: Night Turns into Daylight

The blood from the true ancestor of vampires splashed in the air, and its color was scarlet.

The blazing flames belonging to the sun burned on the blade, and with the sharp edge that cut everything, it tried to cut off the head of the evil spirit.

"Buddha" was trembling with excitement.

Because this is its second fight as a weapon.

The owner holding it is a supreme swordsman, and the opponent who is about to fight is also a monster so powerful that it is unreasonable!

It is eager to fight, and drinks the blood of a mighty enemy! ! !

However, it was extremely sharp and carried an inconceivably high-temperature blade that cut into the half of the opponent's neck, and the figure of this formidable enemy suddenly disappeared in front of him.

Even the fresh blood that splashed into the air quickly flowed somewhere, and then all seeped into a wound that had healed and seemed to have never appeared before.

It's like turning back time.

"'Back in time'."

Shalltear, who had already teleported to mid-air in an instant, raised her hand to cover her aching side of the neck, looking gloomyly at the man with a long knife and a flame pattern on his left forehead who appeared below him at some unknown time.

What she just used was the special skill bestowed by her own creator, Mr. Peroroncino, which can return her body to the time state before she was hurt.

It has a powerful effect like a foul, but it has a limited number of uses.

"......Who are you?"

Shalltear asked in a deep voice.

The opponent is very strong, and she is a bit unable to confirm the race of the opponent.

Although the scent smells like a human being, this powerful and oppressive aura has far exceeded the limit of this weak race.

Looking at the markings that seemed to be burning with flames, Shalltear's pupils shrank slightly.

Because before the operation started, Demiurge said that there are several humans that cannot be killed, and one of them is a man with flame marks on his left forehead, but...

She looked at the other person's long golden and white hair, Yaojin's eyes, and the reddish skin that was glowing all over the body, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

The image does not match.

Demiurge depicted red eyes like a vampire, a crimson streak on his left forehead, and long black hair with red tinges.

The other party should not be that human being, so...

Can kill!

As soon as she thought about it, a strangely shaped spear appeared in her hand in an instant.

Because at this time, an extremely sharp ghost-slaying blade had already slashed at her fiercely.

In an instant, the loud sound of metal collisions was transmitted to the distance under the starry sky.

The resulting powerful shock wave even directly shattered the glass of all the houses within a [-]-meter radius, causing those civilians who pretended to be sleeping on the bed to cover their heads tightly with quilts, not daring to make a sound.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer.

In this world with swords and magic, people have long learned to control their strong curiosity to watch and die.

And Ji Guoyuanyi, who used the effect of almost short-distance space movement with only footwork, stared at the evil ghost in front of him.

Under the brilliant sparks from the friction of the weapon, his golden eyes seemed to be burning with real flames.

"'Extreme Sun Dragon Hunting Flame'!"

"Hoohoho!!!"

The transcendental swordsmanship, combined with the condensed magic power to the extreme, makes the original peak sword shape a step further.

As the long knife pressed down, the stalemate was immediately broken by a mad dragon roaring and expanding from the sun flame on the blade.

The ferocious blood basin opened its mouth wide, fiercely bit down on the figure in front of it, and burned everything with extremely high-temperature sun flames.

But the next moment.

With the appearance of a translucent and semi-purple shield, it swelled and expanded violently.