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After encountering the peerless beauty, the character like the captain finally recovered his mind and took a step forward.

"Ah, please forgive me, it's not, I only negotiated a joke to elicit the necessary information. I'm sorry."

"Where are you holy..."

Xia Tiya looked at Zac who was asking this question: "You are the guy named Zac. I will send you to Soleus according to the agreement, so can you please give it a little?"

A few people felt puzzled and looked at each other as if they were seeking answers, but among those people-

"Hum, obviously a girl, but she's a pretty good figure. Uncle Ben will make you cry."

A robber who happened to be standing in front of Xia Tiya reached out to Xia Tia's age-old plump chest. Then-the palm fell to the ground like this.

"Can you not touch me with your dirty hands?"

The dumbfounded man looked at his arm that had lost his palm and screamed a second later: "Ah-hand, hand my hand -!"

"It's just a hand lost. Why yell like that, is this still a man?"

Shatiah whispered and waved, the man's head dropped to the ground with a bang.

How do unarmed slender jade hands cut off a man's head? The scene in front of me, like a nightmare, had no realism at all, so that all the thieves were scared and stupid, and the spirit was so strongly unable to react. However, the following horror scene made everyone regain consciousness.

The blood sprayed from the cut part is like having self-consciousness, gathering on Shatia's head to form a blood cell.

Shatiya and his team knew that this was a phenomenon caused by the special skill "Blood Pool". However, people who do not know what this is after seeing this non-human skill, the first thought that appeared was this: "Is a magic chanter!"

Anyone who knows magic should issue a clearer warning. The so-called magic chanter is just a broad name, and the methods of dealing with it vary according to various subdivided occupations. Especially when seeing people like Shatia who only wear dresses, the first thing that should come to mind is the magic department, and then the spiritual department. However, the other party did not issue such a warning, it can be judged that they have no magic related knowledge at all. In other words, as long as you see the inexplicable unknown things, it is considered magic.

Ankar covered his face helplessly and didn't want to look at it again. He said to himself: "It would be bad luck for them to meet such a high-end vampire... who let them go and provoke themselves."

"But now we are going to take the initiative to provoke it, you are not afraid." Ma Yuan teased behind him.

Ankar shrugged: "My body rushed over and asked her to cut it."

"It's okay, Andrea will block the knife for you."

Andrea rolled his eyes when he heard the words: "I'm not going to provoke this kind of sister who is bloodier and more violent than Lilith."

"I'm **** and violent?" Lilith grabbed Andre's ear at the side. "Dare you say it again?"

"No more, no more." Andre begged for mercy.

"Hush." ​​Ma Yuan made a gesture.

"It's boring, let the rest of the booth clean up for you. Also, only this and that... do you know?"

"Yes, Lord Shatia."

As soon as the vampire, who was behind him, walked forward, he shot at the face of a robber who shook his sword at Xia Tiya and flew him out.

The scene in front of me was like someone slamming with a metal rod.

With the sound of a balloon bursting like stuff, the robber was flying in the air. There is a mixture of all kinds-blood and brain plasma fluid splashes out of the head. The liquid shone brightly under the reflection of the moonlight, because the horror was even more beautiful.

More than half of the heads were struck and flew, and the corpse that spilled the pink brain plasma from the rupture was attracted by gravity, rolling down the ground and making a loud noise. This voice is the bell of battle that gives robbers fear and pain and brings joy to Shatia.

Zac smiled stiffly, looking at the scene in front of him.

Too tragic scene.

The **** smell caused by the brutal killing was disgusting.

Human hands and feet were torn like pieces of paper, and the head grasped by both hands broke like a pomegranate.

The armor was stripped and the exposed abdomen was passed by hand, and the moist and smooth intestines were pulled out for several meters. This is still not dead, proving that humans are really tenacious.

On the ground, the guy who broke his feet in an attempt to escape, can see white objects-bones pierced muscles and skin. It is still desperately crawling on the ground with both hands, struggling to escape from the source of terror, even if it is more than one moment, I want to continue to survive.

Peerless beauty girl looked at the man who was lying on his feet begging for mercy, and gave a broken sound of laughter.

Why is this so...

Zac thought hard.

No matter how high-sounding words you want to disguise, the reason for promoting the roots of the world is still weak. It is extremely uncommon for the strong to rob the weak, and Zac has always done the same. But can even such a strong man do so much?

Of course not. He can't recognize the brutal way of killing. So, what should be done? The other party just didn't attack himself. If he tried to escape, the other party would definitely take some measures to prevent himself from escaping again. For example, use the most painful and ill-treatment method.

Zac touched his short sword hidden in his arms from outside his clothes.

Why is this sword so small, it is absolutely impossible to use this short sword to fight against monsters that easily cut off human arms.

What did you do? He never thought of what to do with such monsters.

Zac seemed to want to hide himself as much as possible, and embrace his body with both hands. He felt that his regular teeth collision sound was very noisy, if the monsters heard this sound and found out what they should do.

Although he tried hard to resist, his teeth continued to make noises contrary to his wishes.

Having said that, who are those guys? Zac didn't know them at all.

Just when he thinks so-

"Mr. Zack, come here."

—— Suddenly, a leisurely voice completely out of this cruel scene came from behind Zac.

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