Texas please kill me

'I'm not in the habit of keeping a threat by my side all the time. Even I can't make no mistakes under long-term defense, and any risk that Celinina may encounter...I don't want to see it arrived. '

"Okay, Vic Saluzzo, then, go east, I can smell him...he is not far from the east, but, you'd better pay attention to the time, don't forget, the natural disaster is coming .”

Volper nodded slightly, and the giant black mist wolf under him adjusted his direction.

This hunt should be over.

It is not a good habit to covet other people's treasures.

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am5:09.

The nights in Syracuse in winter are relatively long, and the sun will not rise until around [-]:[-] in the morning and close to [-]:[-], and around [-]:[-] is the darkest time before dawn.

"It's about 200 meters ahead, Vic Saluzzo. He and his fangs must have known about your arrival."

The black mist giant wolf stopped in place, and the shallow black mist gently supported Celinina's body and head, covering her body, protecting her from the cold wind.

Vic stood on the desolate land, holding the long sword, and slowly stepped forward.

'It doesn't matter, Mr. Zaro.If you don't make a move, surely 'Grandma' won't make a move on me...'

'So, can you just be right here and watch Cellina for me? '

"...Yes, Vic Saluzzo."

A shadow-like giant wolf suddenly appeared next to the black mist giant wolf, squatting on the ground, staring at Volper who was drifting away with scarlet wolf eyes.

In fact, Zaro has always been puzzled.

He couldn't understand the meaning of the so-called 'love' to these mortals, so he couldn't understand why Vic was willing to pay so much for Celinina Texas.

But... this does not prevent him from continuing to watch as an audience, and occasionally a cameo role in dramas.

——Until, the end of the stage, the end of the play.

The long sword was unsheathed, and the scabbard was gently laid flat on the ground by Vic.

A familiar tingling sensation came from all over his body, but he didn't pay any attention to it.

In a sense, after using the black mist as the "bone and flesh" to support his body's actions, his body's performance in battle became better and better.

The posture is light, but the strength is getting heavier.

That being said, it's kind of like...

Before the complete demise, the last part of the flashback.

But it doesn't matter.

Vic clenched the palm of the sword hilt tightly, and the black mist covered his body.

His body has lost consciousness, but at least he can rely on the black mist to sense whether his body has been touched or hurt.

In front, there was a figure standing silently with his back to the fire, holding a sharp knife.

In the distance, there seems to be a giant wolf looking at the moon and howling.

"Ouch-"

Volper tilted his head slightly and glanced at the direction he was coming from.

There is his one and only, uncoveted, most cherished,

--treasure.

Facing Killer Luper who was holding a sharp knife, Volper narrowed his eyes and smiled.

then,

stepping,

—Forward!

Volume 45: The Syracusans: Chapter 45 Chapter [-] The well-known, short-lived "peace"

am5:13.

In the territory of Syracuse, above the wilderness.

Wolper, holding a long sword, ran head-on into Luper, who was holding a sharp blade.

raise the sword——

Cut vertically!

Cut vertically!

Still cut vertically!

The three-stage vertical slash was so powerful that the killer's arm was pressed down, so he could only use a clever trick to remove the force from the blade, swing the blade away, and take two steps back.

Vic, however, was unwilling to give him even the slightest breathing space, stepped forward again, and then slashed sideways!

The long sword intersected with the sharp blade, sparks burst out, Vic turned his body, the blade lightly avoided the sharp blade trying to jam the blade, and a drop of blood came out on the killer's left shoulder.

Vic stood still on the ground, looked at the assassin who took two steps back, raised his sword and stabbed straight——

Black mist gushes out from the edge of the sword in an instant, extending the blade, and Vic raises and lifts his arm, once again bringing out a bloody flower on the left arm of the killer who couldn't dodge it.

The killer kept retreating, and Vic kept approaching forward, and the black fog filled the air, which was not fatal, but it made Killer Luper get in the way, fully hindering his actions.

The killer remained silent, and switched the sharp blade to his left hand, while his right hand pulled out two throwing knives from his waist, and threw them at Vic forcefully.

The black mist surged and bounced the throwing knife away, but the killer disappeared in the instant his attention was diverted.

Vic's fox ears moved slightly, alert to the disturbances around him.

He knew that this time, the killer would not escape.

Because he has already approached the door, and 'Grandma' will not make a move this time.

Judging from the previous few times, the killer suffered a lot, and 'Grandma' obviously didn't gain an advantage from Zha Luo. This time, if Zaro didn't take the initiative to attack, 'Grandma' naturally had a high probability of not making a move.

After all, from their point of view, the fight between Vic and the killer was nothing more than a boring fight between mortals.

Vik's expression moved slightly, his arm was raised, and the vertical sword blocked the sudden cold light, but the blade was also caught by the barb on the sharp blade.

Vik raised his arm, and the blade turned from vertical to horizontal. The powerful force turned the killer's arm abruptly, forcing him to change the direction of the blade.

Then--

is pedaling!

Vic kicked and kicked the killer's lower abdomen. Even if it was the "grandmother's" fangs, the killer couldn't help but groaned in pain, and loosened his grip.

Vik exerted force with his arm, and the blade swung in the air, and the sharp blade flew out in a whirl.

The killer clutched his lower abdomen, took two hurried steps back, stared at Vic, and breathed heavily.

I thought you were a gentleman, but I didn't expect...

The smile on Vic's face was slightly mocking.

If you can play yin, who will face you?

The killer frowned, looking directly into Vic's deep red eyes.

Vic was startled, and raised his brows slightly. He was obviously just being watched by Killer Ruper, but he seemed to see a huge wolf-shaped figure behind him. The huge scarlet wolf pupils stared at him, as if they were threatening him. .

pity...

Vic Saluzzo, is a madman.

A total lunatic who doesn't care about anything but Celina Texas.

Vic frowned, and stepped forward without hesitation!

Killer qq unliu phosphorus er you three four ⑧ .ba was taken aback for a while, and didn't even react at the first moment.

How could he not respond under the gaze of "grandmother"? !

This is an ability unique to "Grandma", even if it is the "fangs" of other wolf masters, it shouldn't be unresponsive to it...

Vic didn't care so much, the killer's stupefaction was his best chance.

He turned the sword in his left hand, held the sword in his backhand, raised the hilt, and slammed into the killer's jaw!

The killer staggered, and Volper turned around, driving the blade across the killer's chest, drawing a line of blood on it, and then——

right arm raised,

Elbow!

boom!

There was a dull sound of physical collision, the black arm armor collided with the killer's temple, the killer's head tilted, and he was dizzy from the beating, Vic turned the sword flower in his left hand again, and once again brought out a bloody flower on the killer's left arm .

Then there is...

Torture without resistance.

Horizontal cut, vertical cut, oblique cut...

The sword blade danced in the air, Volper's white hair was stained with blood, his arms were constantly moving, and his body was constantly flashing while swinging the sword, or he was short and approaching, or turned around and held the sword in his backhand, shaking his sword while swinging his sword. It is to use various parts of the body to hit the weak point of the flesh and blood in front of him.

Elbows, knee lifts, uppercuts...

Finally, above his neck, the long sword streaked across.

The deformed Luper's head flew into the sky, and the killer's body fell to the ground.

"call..."

Vic exhaled lightly, took two steps forward, and picked up the scabbard that was "just right" not far away.

The blood of the long sword returned to its sheath, spilling a streak of scarlet blood on the wilderness.

"Mortal... you are very good."

A hoarse voice sounded behind him, and Vic turned around, looking at the giant wolf figure made of shadows similar to Zaro, and stared at it without fear.

"Should I thank you?"

"Thanks are meaningless... would you like to be my 'fang'?"

"No, thank you for your attention." Vik nodded slightly, turned and left indifferently.

There was a dead silence behind her, as if "grandma" had never existed.

It wasn't until Volper left that the hoarse voice sounded again:

"Interesting mortal..."

......

am5:24.

Vic looked at Luper who happened to be sitting on top of the black mist wolf, narrowed his eyes, and smiled at her. "Yo, good morning, Cellinina, did I disturb you?"

I didn't see Zaro either... Presumably he didn't want to appear in front of Celinina, so he hid it for the time being.

Celinina was silent for a moment, until Vic climbed up the Black Mist Wolf and faced her face to face.

The giant wolf started to run across the wilderness again, and under the barely bright moonlight, Celinina could clearly see the blood stained on Vic's hair.

Not dry yet.

The smell of blood is also very fresh and strong...

"What did you do?" Celinina frowned slightly.

"Ah, killed a man," Vic replied casually.

"..." Celinina was silent for a moment, thinking of something. "The killer?"

"Well, yes." Vic responded casually, and fell back, lying on the back of the black mist giant wolf, his crimson eyes narrowed.

"We haven't left the scope of the natural disaster yet, Celinina, I suggest you take advantage of this time to rest for a while... You still have time to make yourself stronger, don't you?"