He stood up staggeringly, his face flushed, the blood in his body kept rushing towards his brain, and his breath rose again.

Victor just now just successfully attacked him.

He is a powerful Tier [-] fighter!

In the field of melee, how could he lose to a mage.

This is simply nonsense.

What happened before seemed to be an illusion by Cindy.

Cindy clenched her fists tightly and her teeth clenched together, making a caracal sound.

He wanted Victor to understand that a mage approached by a Tier [-] fighter was just a fish on a chopping board.

No chance.

With a confident and arrogant smile on his face, he raised his head and looked at Victor with disdain.

"I want you to know, give me the sword, and you will..."

Before the words fell, the figure of Victor in front of him had disappeared.

Cindy's pupils shrank suddenly, and when she looked closely, her knees had already appeared in front of her chest, as if it completely occupied his sight.

"So fast……"

Before the words fell, accompanied by the impact of the powerful wind breath, it slammed into his chest hard.

Cindy suddenly suffered from pain, and her body bowed down due to the strong force, and her saliva flew out uncontrollably.

His flushed face seemed to become even redder, and his eyes bulged, as if they were about to fly out in the next second.

"You talk too much."

A cold voice rang in his ears, and in Cindy's sudden gaze, he could only see one of Victor's legs raised.

The extremely fast and violent kick hit Cindy hard on the top of the head.

Huge pressure suddenly hit Cindy's head.

He felt his eyes turn white, and a burst of extremely strong dizziness and doubts filled his brain, and panic regained the upper hand in an instant.

The giant sword also slowly slipped from his hand.

Under the tremendous impact, Cindy's body was at the mercy of others like a thin piece of paper, slapping the ground tightly.

All this time, Victor didn't even stretch out his hands.

The giant lava hand behind him stretched out and held Cindy's giant sword in his hand again.

He looked at Cindy lying on the ground indifferently, with disdain in his voice.

"Oh, that's it?"

That extremely mocking tone made Cindy completely messed up at this moment.

If it can be explained that he was attacked by surprise before.

But now, how to explain it?

He lay quietly on the ground, feeling pain all over his body, and reluctantly raised his head.

But before he could see Victor, the giant sword was thrown in front of him again and lay quietly on the ground.

Seems to be waiting for Cindy to pick it up again.

The cold voice reached my ears again.

"stand up."

"We continue."

Cindy reached out with difficulty and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

He propped up his body and stood up slowly.

As a Tier [-] fighter, Cindy's physical strength naturally reached a terrifying level.

Although he was attacked continuously, he didn't suffer too much injury.

The pain on the body is nothing more than some flesh wounds.

But the impact on the spirit is completely incomparable to the physical injury.

This time, Cindy got serious.

He placed the giant sword in front of him, bent his legs slightly, and the powerful aura gradually swirled under his feet, as if it was about to burst out in the next second.

His eyes were red, and the ground under his feet had been squeezed to pieces.

Just when he was about to attack Victor.

Victor appeared in front of him again like a brace, throwing a swift kick.

The speed was extremely fast, like an afterimage, which made Cindy completely unable to recover.

The whip leg swept across and hit him hard on the neck.

The strong impact seemed to completely disperse the warm blood in his veins.

Cindy's powerful body seemed to be hooked by an extremely sharp sickle, and he faced down and smashed to the ground.

The ground, which was already cracked, became even more shattered at this moment.

A breath came out of Cindy's throat, and his hands were separated again.

The giant sword was once again held by Victor.

"Is that all?"

"continue."

He could only hear Victor's plain voice sounding again in a trance.

The weapon was thrown beside him again.

Cindy stood up again...

Once, twice, three times...

But the end result is always the same.

No matter how fast and violent Cindy's actions are, she is like a toy in front of Victor.

In just one blow, Victor would knock him to the ground.

Although her body was unscathed, Cindy's spirit almost collapsed.

Those warriors who were still alive watched from a distance as their leader was crushed by a mage, with sweat dripping from their foreheads.

"This... what kind of monster is this!?"

Shock swept through everyone, and the stiff body became unable to move.

Whether it was because of fear or shock, they began to doubt the world in their hearts.

They didn't even notice that a group of hooded black figures quietly appeared behind them.

The cold air gradually spread among the bodies of those soldiers.

Their eyes went dark and they completely lost consciousness.

The black shadow wiped off the remaining blood on the cold blade, and put the dagger back into its sheath.

Leon returned to Liya's side.

"Miss Liya, all the miscellaneous soldiers have been dealt with."

Liya just gave a simple 'hmm', and continued to look at Victor without moving away.

Suddenly, she seemed to remember.

Last time, Victor was like this.

Facing a kingdom warrior, he defeated it in close combat.

He seemed to never get tired of fighting soldiers in close quarters.

Finally, Cindy stood up from the ground again.

His eyes were lowered, his face was gloomy, and his eyes seemed a little dull.

He stood quietly and let the sea breeze blow his strong body.

The giant sword was thrown at his feet again, and Victor stood where he was, looking at him indifferently.

Accompanied by the constantly whistling sea wind, Cindy laughed helplessly:

"Haha...hahaha."

"What a disgrace..."

As a well-known adventurer in the south, a Tier [-] fighter.

He was actually pressed down on the ground by a sorcerer and beaten violently.

Spreading the word is simply a complete disgrace to oneself.

His mentality seemed to have collapsed, and even his spirit became a little confused.

Cindy didn't pick up his sword again.

He just put his hands on his waist slowly.

then……

As if sensing some danger, Liya's eyes widened, and her voice subconsciously yelled out.

"Stop..."

But no matter how fast the sound was, it couldn't be faster than the sound piercing the night sky.

boom!

A clear and muffled gunshot resounded through the night sky.

Cindy's right hand holds a revolver.

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