The prisoner and the sea

Chapter 141 Don't favor one person over another, it must be fair and just
Gwen stood on the pile of corpses illuminated by the light of March, watching the three cat lanterns rummaging through the spoils, secretly admiring Laura's ability to make friends with the cat lanterns.Cat Lantern is not afraid of corpses, it uses its paws to flip open the ghoul and jumps onto its chest, with a cry, it uses its tail to find a ghoul that can be used as a trophy from the sharp teeth of the ghoul.They use both claws and tails, and they are not very skilled. A corpse can be scraped clean in only two or three seconds.

"There are only three situations in which the cat lamp will not cry tired or complain." Laura said.There is a smile in her beautiful eyes. Compared with the archaeological beauty before the reset version came out, she is more feminine, and she is more determined than the archaeological beauty who just came out of the reset version.At the same time compared with the two versions, both are shorter.

"Three?"

Mihaila looked for vampires who might still be alive with great interest, and used brutal methods to cut off the head of a corpse as she passed by.

More like a vent than a cautious one.

He had a happy smile on his face, and his white snow-colored face was stained with red marks and some dirt.

"Eat, drink, have fun, take over the battlefield, and do bad things."

Mao Deng is simply the most lazy creature in the world, and if you tell them this evaluation, they will only meow and pat their stomachs triumphantly, which is not their defense point at all.

"Pfft." While covering her mouth and smiling, Mihaila swung her lightsaber at the same time, cutting off the head of the vampire knight pierced by Gwen.

The young head rolled twice on the ground.

Bloody eyes looked at Gwen with unrepentant eyes, as if he still had a soul.

He shrugged. "It's [-] percent dead."

"Yuanli can turn one hundred percent into one hundred and two percent."

The Shulong handsome boy flicked his tail, as if showing off his graceful buttocks, and went to look for the next complete corpse.

If you travel to the Warring States Period in Japan, Mihaila will definitely become the kind of samurai who tries to kill others, or become a pet surname favored by some big names.He is a person who will definitely fall to the dark side and become a villain if he does not experience a good education.In Utopia, he got to know Curseblade. Although Curseblade is half-mad and half-insane, it can barely be regarded as a neutral camp, and has a good habit of "keeping kindness". This taught Mihaila, who once regarded her as an idol and a friend. She has become a source of force who is barely inclined to be kind.

Only vent to the wicked.

There is no bottom line for the wicked.

Honestly, Gwen looked at him like he was looking in a mirror.

"It hasn't been cleaned up for a while, and the vampires here are flooding again..." Laura looked at the gadgets picked up by the cat lamp, holding a small magnifying glass, "...a typical utopian style in another world, probably World No. [-] , when the fifth world makes brass pendants, they like to add patterns, they call it 'family pattern'. The world over there is much more chaotic than ours, there are no five giants, and there are no cities The township level is the largest, and every family is based on township and township trains."

"Then what is our number?"

he asks.

"No. [-], if you have to ask this way. It is based on the number of Judus. There are eight Judus in No. [-], but we generally think that No. [-] is bragging. Maybe there are only six. Two were blown out..."

"There is no evidence, is it all based on bragging?"

"Not really." Mihaila came back with a bright smile after swaying around, "It is not difficult to obtain information through the fusion of source power... You should be able to do it too. Source force senses the sky, constantly explores outside, and travels Another world."

"Don't teach me indiscriminately. This set of parallel world perception methods only needs a coordinate. As for the coordinates, as long as you are familiar with a cat lamp, you can easily get the coordinate position from them."

They killed too many wights and too many ghouls, which made these two types of materials, which were worth a little, worthless in their eyes.

Only pick the good ones, the expensive ones, and basically fill the storage box to the brim.

"I'll have to get rid of the unwanted ones later, and the cheap ones..." Laura said, lowering her voice.

The three fell silent, and the cat lamp hid in the room at once, but with a surprised meow, it was discovered that Laura had already hid in early...

"Be careful."

Gwen drew her lightsaber and stared at the end of the street, the end of the street strewn with corpses.His eyes were looking for something, the source force was constantly dismantling in his thinking space, the world in front of him suddenly became clear, and source force messages flowed continuously like consultations.

He sensed a little imbalance, a malice that destroyed the harmony that the source had maintained.It was like the shadow of the silent collapse of the cliff, covering the surroundings.

The source of anger is reverberating.

The street echoed with the sound of horseshoes, breaking the silence.

Raindrops suddenly appeared in the sky-this was inside the tunnel.

The rustling raindrops hit the ground and turned into smoke, which was the crystallization of source power.

A knight on a horse appeared at the end of the street.

He was clad in ornate half-plate, and on his head was a cavalier's helmet with fiery red crest feathers.

His pale and handsome face and bloody eyes showed that he was a vampire.

The ominous black nightmare beast is his mount, and a battle flag is fixed on both sides of the saddle with stainless steel and brass chains. The battle flag bears the vampire's family crest, and a golden cup holds a drop of blood.

"I smell the death of my people." It spoke slowly and in a long tone, and narrowed its eyes. "People like you came in on our train and disturbed our peaceful life."

Classic vampire.He thought to himself, this guy's source power shows that he is a good player, maybe it will make his body warm up.

"Hiss." Mihaila sniffed, and the lovely Joan's nose wrinkled.

"What's wrong?" Gwen asked him.

The vampire straightened his back pretending to be graceful, looking at them.

The beautiful boy Shulong grinned.

"Have you ever smelled a stench, like a flying mouse that was born in the ditch pretending to be a thing or a person, and the stench that follows everywhere."

Mihaila is by no means a person who is afraid of trouble, rather, he has a talent for finding trouble.

The vampire knight has been stimulated and started to surge up his blood.

He smiled coldly: "I will turn you into human sticks and drink your fresh blood every day."

"That's funny, a vampire told us the same thing. What happened to him?"

He added: "Become a human stick."

"That's right, he can't be your relative, right? Well, judging by my memory, vampires may not have horses, but there are a lot of wild fathers. After all, theoretically, every upper class of vampires can be called their father..."

The source of darkness erupted.

The vampires who had been stimulated to the extreme drove the nightmare beasts to attack them.

It pulled out a dark silver spear with its left hand, and collided with the lightsabers of the two, making a sound like a circular saw blade cutting metal.The lightsaber couldn't split the dark silver spear, and the two sides came and went on the street, destroying almost everything between offensive and defensive exchanges.

With the continuous beating of the lightsaber, the dark silver spear gradually turned blood red.

Mihaira's face was full of calm and indifference.The same is Gwen, who maintains a high-level poker face.The two found an opportunity, and Mihaila waved a wave to attack the vampire from the ground.

"Don't even think about it!" The vampire yelled, and the source of darkness followed the sound waves to weaken the willpower and speed of action of the two.Strengthening yourself at the same time is a skill.

The vampire cleverly dodged the water from the nightmare beast's back, and then Gwen ushered in a blazing flame and a sunblade blade.

"Useless!" The vampire taunted the opponent's useless attack loudly.

The next moment, Mihaila, who had been acting as the master of closed-mouth meditation, exhausted her source power, opened her mouth, and exploded the source force with the shortest syllables:

"Stupid idiot!"

This is much more exciting than 'Don't think about it' and 'Useless'.Although it was a bit unbearable to swear in the street like a nobleman's fight, but Mihaila obviously didn't care about face, and a swearing angrily stunned the vampires, ghosts and nightmare beasts in place.

The vampire looked surprised, but the source of darkness surged out, protecting his figure, and unleashed the basic moves of the enhanced source of force.

But Gwen's target is not it, but its nightmare beast!

He turned the edge of the sword, held it upside down with both hands, and stabbed down sharply in the air.

hum!
"Do not--"

A good rider and a good horse are brothers.

Gwen wasn't even sure if they were going too far, first took away the other party's kin, cut off the head and kicked it for fun (Mihaila kicked it), and then sarcastically satirized the racial pain points of vampires who have no mother but only wild father , and finally chopped off the opponent's brother.

However, considering the sufferings of living people falling into the hands of vampires and the fact that they will be turned into corpses even after death, or they will be devoured by hungry chests and backs to become ghouls...

This is just interest.

Swipe sideways again.

He chopped off the nightmare beast's head completely, and the distorted monster's head fell to the ground. As usual, Mihaila kicked it behind the vampire.

Although this vampire is strong, it is far from being a qualified source messenger.

It can't control its emotions during the battle, it is sometimes passionate and sometimes angry, which shows that its source power is not stable.Even Mihaila, a rat dragon with a crazy nature, can maintain a standard poker face in battle, and patiently win the battle.

Not the vampire.

It was drawn to the Nightmare's head, if only for a moment.

The opportunity presented itself.

He turned his head uncontrollably, and there was a gap on the left.

Without talking, Gwen swung his sword and slashed forward.Mihaila's ice-blue lightsaber was also entwined with the water, and rushed forward from the right.

Hatred, and vigilance against the weak side, made the vampire finally react to Gwen's attack.However, Mihaila's attack pierced his body at once, and this side is the main attacker.

Myhaila was an assassin, a dangerous assassin.Rat dragon nature is such, his sword is also a disguise.

What caused the fatal blow was his tail, with a sharp blade made of water at the tip.

The vampire stretched out his hand blankly.

Mihaila smiled.

hum-

Holding the sword in both hands, he beheaded it.

A not-so-difficult hunt.

Gwen commented.

"Nightmare Beast, this creature is really powerful." He admired that it has more mounts than it does.

Laura also ran out when the battle was over, while the cat lanterns jumped on the headless corpse excitedly and began to search for the spoils.Another Mao Deng cleverly took back the head of the nightmare beast and got the horns off.

"Vampires have this kind of talent. If they choose the path of knighthood, every vampire knight who has reached a certain level of power can summon a nightmare beast in a different space... What an enviable piece of shit... a living horse Nightmare beasts are simply the best subjects for historical investigation, and some of them have even seen the utopian rebellion of the eternal!"

"A live horse..." Mihaila looked hopeful, "...at least 1000 military pieces can be exchanged, right?"

"Suka, that's a precious archaeological use!"

"Is archaeology comparable to 1000 military coins?"

The two quarreled over a living nightmare beast that didn't exist.

……

……

Laura was holding a curious contraption, a rune.

The runes have obvious alien characteristics, and the style of the exquisite hand-woven rope does not seem to be produced in this world. If you can get more...

She looked towards the vampire's castle.

I heard Mihaila's contented voice: "It's time for us to retreat, this time we got a lot of good things."

The words that the cute Shulongmei boy said were so uncute.

How can I leave now?
He had just finished killing the opponent's main force, so it was time to strike while the iron was hot!
"Yes."

The same words came out of Gwen's mouth, "It's time to go."

The two Primalists embraced Curseblade's anachronistic and pedantic thinking.

Mihaila said: "The Curse Blade told me that the maintenance of the abandoned ghost train must be careful, and there is no need to worry about lost people entering here. As long as the seal is kept, only monsters and creatures from other worlds will fall here. Well, big Part vampire and werewolf, it's a pull spell."

The two chatted.

Laura felt so depressed that she turned her attention elsewhere.She knew these two men well. Although they were beautiful in appearance, they would be more stubborn than stones once they made up their minds. She wanted to bid farewell to herself with this rare material of otherworldly studies...

The light of March is clear and beautiful, making her vision bright.

Suddenly, she saw clouds of smoke and lights of fire, and a vicious idea came to her mind.

"You want to protect the... vampire ecology that lives here, right?"

In theory, it is not protection, but to maintain a 'sustainable depletion of resources'.

Mihaila's dark gray eyes are particularly beautiful: "Yeah, I'm just about to leave, don't worry Laura, this time the loot will be shared with you, Gwen is a man of one word, only [-]% is only [-]%, haha ~"

His laugh is also very cute, with a kind of childish immaturity.

Laura understood the flaws of such a force-bringer.

——If it wasn't for me now...

She gently stroked the wrist of her left hand with her right hand, feeling the burning pain of some kind of burn.

Smile up:
"Don't you think, if you just kill the vampire and run away, what about the werewolf? We broke the balance, so..."

The eyes of both of them lit up.

This made Laura quite relieved. These two friends of hers were bloodthirsty beasts, but they would only kill when there was a reasonable reason.

(End of this chapter)