Chapter 269 Dancer in Darkness and Blood
"No...no!" Lian screamed in surprise, two lines of clear tears burst into tears.
The white Su's hand subconsciously raised it, and a light golden holy light fell from the sky and landed on the slowly falling priest.
However, the priest's body was still lying softly on the ground, with an incredible look on his pale face, and his empty eyes looked at the deep night sky, but never closed again.
"Why is it useless? How come it is useless? How could my magical art fail!" The saint maid murmured weakly and horrifiedly, and scathing lights fell on the priest as if they were not worth it.
However, no matter how hard she tried, the priest's chest did not rise and fall again. Only dazzling blood oozed out from under the white priest's robe, and gradually fainted into a pool of red blood.
"Bang!"
The pitch-black giant axe swung a long snake-shaped dagger that stabbed the Saint from behind. The man in black obviously did not expect that the attack he was bound to be blocked, and even his weapon was knocked away. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
But this hesitation for less than a second made him lose the best time to escape!
"puff!"
A blood fountain soared into the sky! A ferocious giant axe slashed from the man in black and fell straight to his waist!
The upper body, which had lost support, flew into the air like a broken sack, and the legs left on the ground fell to the ground after taking two steps back!
Blood splattered, dyeing the corners of the white nightgown red, and the bandage wrapped around the delicate hands!
"boom!"
The huge double-edged battle axe did not hesitate for a moment, and swept backwards directly and knocked away a man in black who was rushing forward again!
At this moment, Liya just glanced at Lian's pointless squandering the Holy Light from the aftermath of the light, and couldn't help but say, "Don't waste the Holy Light, he is dead."
The soft voice was full of indifference. The little loli, who was used to life and death, seemed to be stating the relaxed fact that "Today is a sunny day", but it was like a bolt from the blue when it fell into the ears of the Saint!
"No! Impossible! How could the believers of the Holy Light die so easily?! I... I must heal him!" Tears had already covered her pure cheeks. Lian shook her head in pain, and the holy light in her hand was still stubbornly falling on the dead priest one by one.
"Idiot..." Riya shook her head and was about to turn around to resist the attackers coming, but suddenly she suddenly shouted: "Let's go down!"
"Eh?" The saint who had no combat experience was startled and screamed in confusion.
The next second, a powerful force suddenly concentrated her legs from behind!
"Oh!" Lian half-kneeled on the ground without any image, and her holy robe was immediately stained with blood flowing from somewhere.
"boom!"
A dark stream of fire rubbed against the long light golden hair and fell on the saint carriage behind him. The magnificent giant carriage instantly turned into a charred piece of shit!
"No! Gana! Gana is still inside!" Lian suddenly remembered the purple-haired girl who was knocked unconscious by herself, and screamed in a panic.
"What? Gana?" Riya took back her little feet wrapped in thick bandages from behind the saint, turned to look at the saint's car that had turned into ruins. Where was the figure of a priest's sacrificial girl inside?!
In the perception of the dragon, the ruins had no breath of life. The silver-haired little loli shook her head and was about to say something, but she saw a pure white figure flashing past her eyes!
"Gana...Gana! Sorry, sorry! I shouldn't have knocked you out..." Lian lay in the charred carriage ruins, crazily plucking away the fine carriage residue, not caring that her fair hands had been dyed black, and she cried helplessly: "Where are you? Come out quickly, okay? Stop playing..."
Above the night sky, a short hunched figure stood quietly in the air, and the surging black mist floated around him. From time to time, fine black cracks appeared in the surrounding air, as if an unqualified puzzle was forcibly embedded in this complete picture scroll.
The mask intertwined with red and black looks like a ghost painting talisman. An old voice came from behind the mask, with a hint of unwillingness and joking: "Oh? Have you missed it? You're so old..."
Before he finished speaking, the air around him shook like water waves, and the hunched figure gradually faded and disappeared immediately.
"Dong!"
The heavy axe handle hit the mask on the face of a man in black. The crying ghost and his head behind the mask burst into pieces like a watermelon!
The small figure flashed lightly, and her long silver hair flew away from the splashing red, yellow and sticky liquid. At the same time, she kicked away the saint who was plucking the ruins randomly!
"laugh!"
The long snake-shaped dagger that appeared out of thin air suddenly pounced on it and stabbed directly into the charred ruins!
The master of the long dagger staggered and could not dodge, and was cut off from the head by a giant axe falling from the sky!
At this time, there were corpses wrapped in black around Riya and Lian. What made people feel numb that no corpse was intact!
It is normal to lose the head just by losing it, but more corpses have completely turned into corpses - broken limbs and tattered internal organs are mixed together, and the sticky blood and some unknown liquid are thick and turbid, and a strong and disgusting smell of blood spreads in the air.
The little girl in a white nightgown swung her giant axe in her hand and her steps were swaying, like a dancer of darkness and death, dancing in this bloody world.
The pure skirt was covered with blood, and the white bandages on his hands and feet were stained with red. On his pure face, the blood beads gradually dried up. Only a long silver-white hair emitted a faint fluorescence in the sparkle of the holy light in the distance!
The center of the world filled with broken limbs, broken arms and blood and brain plasma is a pure dancing figure. Such a picture may be full of some strange beauty.
However, both sides who are fighting for life and glory now do not have any leisure to appreciate such beauty.
Even the little silver-haired girl who is the protagonist has no time to feel sorry for herself—
"Bang--!"
The huge battle axe swung a tide and lightning arc, and the sound of the collision between weapons suddenly formed into a circle. Seven or eight men in black showed their bodies from the air and were knocked away from afar!
However, the expression on Riya's face was not relaxed. The tearing pain all over her body gradually showed a trend of making a comeback. The sound from the depths of her soul became stronger and stronger, forcibly guiding her toward the woods that kept making noises.
The men in black around were increasingly fierce, and they were like seeing hungry wolves with flesh and blood. Even though they were tragically dead corpses everywhere, they still rushed towards the two of them without fear of death!
Chapter completed!