The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

There was a flash of red lightning, and the storm intensified and was about to fall soon.

At this moment, a rustling sound was heard from a corner of the woods, and someone was running quickly towards the escape pod.

Here it comes. Perlis held the silver blade tightly, her bloodshot eyes fixed on the prey that was about to be delivered to her door.

No matter who it is, Perlis will be ruthless and will not hesitate at all.

The girl thought so, narrowed her bloodshot eyes, and waited.

But even though she had been mentally prepared like a piece of armor covering her heart, when she saw the breathless boy who broke into the open space, her pupils still trembled violently -

It was the boy who was rescued by me.

The boy's body was covered with scars. His arms were bloody and had been scratched by branches in the forest.

The moment he saw Perlis, he also stood there in a daze, motionless.

Is it actually him?

Perlis recalled the first time she saw the boy: at that time, he was huddled behind the wall, ready to be destroyed by Itrisna's bone whip at any time.

But Perlis saved him, pulled him back from the gates of death, and protected him from the god of death who rode the storm.

And now, are you going to push him into hell again?

"..."

The boy looked at Perlis and opened his mouth a few times, but said nothing. When he saw the sharp blade in Perlis's hand, he subconsciously turned around and tried to run away.

But at this moment, the sound of a hook pierced through the jungle—

"呲-"

Pace flew out of the woods holding Carly and landed right behind the boy, blocking his escape route.

"Huh, where do you want to go...eh?"

The moment he saw the boy's face clearly, Pace was also stunned. He of course remembered this boy whom Perlis had changed her route to save, and his face suddenly became a little stiff.

He didn't say anything else. After putting Carly down, he drew out the cold steel knife and silently blocked the boy's retreat.

"..."

Seeing that he had no way to escape, the young man tremblingly took out a small dagger and held it in his hand. His hand looked weak and powerless, and the tip of the dagger kept shaking, not looking intimidating at all.

"You...you..." He looked at Perlis, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

Beg for mercy from her? She is a monster that can fight against [Beichenxing]. Your life and death are entirely in her hands. Begging for mercy will not play any decisive role at all.

He had no choice but to fight to the death... he had to fight to the death with the sister who had saved him.

"..."

Looking at the dagger in the boy's hand, Perlis closed her eyes tiredly and sighed imperceptibly.

What if she felt pity? After all, this fault could not be blamed on any one person.

This is a competition, and everyone in it is a slave to the rules.

Those who make the rules hold the dagger in their hands, and the contestants are nothing but wolves in sheep's clothing.

Be it tied up with reins or turned into skeletons, this battle created by the laws of nature has long since stopped allowing any other emotions to get involved.

There is only life or death.

"..."

Perlis opened her eyes, her bloodshot pupils covered by mist.

She leaned down slightly, trying to banish the boy's face from her sight, allowing her mind to be driven by pure murderous intent.

Because of her indecision and rashness, she has taken too many detours.

She must not continue to be confused, she must turn back into the decisive and murderous [Pure White Flame] without a trace of mercy.

"Rest in peace, soul."

Perlis murmured, and the factor bracelet on her slender wrist turned, with red arcs of electricity swirling around.

In just a moment, she was swept across the open space along with the strong wind under the energy storm, and the silver blade in her hand was aimed directly at the boy's neck——

"..."

In those few seconds when time slowed down, Perlis saw the despair on the boy's face and the dagger he swung at her.

How weak and feeble, but after all, he swung the dagger, didn't he?

People are all the same after all.

"..."

Perlis didn't hesitate at all, and the red blade was just a hair's breadth away from killing the boy.

However, Perlis suddenly felt a strong killing intent coming, causing her eyes to widen suddenly——

"Well...!"

Perlis quickly turned her factor bracelet and forced her body back.

At this moment, a golden spear surrounded by red electric arcs broke through the air, carrying with it a gust of wind and waves, and stabbed straight at the boy's chest -

"Kacha——"

In just a split second, the golden spear instantly pierced through the boy's body from the side, sending him flying and sticking into a tree at the edge of the woods.

Without even a dying groan, the boy's eyes widened, his mouth slightly opened, and almost black blood flowed out. He died like a bug before he could kick his feet a few times.

who is it? !

Perlis frowned, turned her eyes, and saw a figure at the other end of the woods.

It was an old man with his upper body exposed, with strong muscles and clear contours. There were several burnt blood holes on his upper body, as if he had been shot through and forcibly sewn up in a way that ordinary people could not imagine.

It was Balza Durant, holding a long scimitar in his hand, the blade flashing red.

On the bracelet on his wrist, Perlis saw a bright red stone: the red stone did not seem to provide him with a factor shield, but it continued to supply factor energy to Balza's weapon.

"..."

The old guard's eyes silently swept over everyone on the field - those eyes were chaotic and lightless, like a dead person. But his movements were still agile, which contrasted strongly with the scars on his body.

"The Prince has ordered that no one may...pass through..." (Wilkin)

Under the red lightning created by the energy storm, the old guard swung his scimitar fiercely, and red arcs of electricity burst out.

......

8) Martyrs, Roses at the Tomb (Part 3)

"Boom——"

The red lightning became more and more intense, and the storm made up of dark clouds spun out a huge vortex with the Tower of Babel as its center.

At this moment, if you look at the entire competition venue from the periphery of Lavis, you will find that the periphery of the entire venue is being swept by a majestic factor energy storm. Only the Tower of Babel that reaches into the clouds is still standing tall from the eye of the storm to the sky.

The storm is shrinking, and it won’t be long before the entire Weird Fog Forest will be swallowed up.

At that time, those who have not left will turn into dust, leaving no trace.

There is no time -

"bass--"

Perlis stared at the body of the young man impaled on the tree by the golden spear, and suddenly jumped out, trying to grab the dog tag on his chest.

But before that, a strong wind came, accompanied by Pace's shout:

"Little princess, be careful!"

Perlis turned around suddenly and met Balza's cloudy eyes - the last second, he was at the other end of the open space, but now he was already in front of her.

So fast, how could it be——

"clang--"

Perlis swung her knife violently, fighting against the scimitar swung by Balza. The huge force transmitted by the metal made her hand numb, causing Perlis to frown.

But she won—

"bass--"

Perlis raised her knife suddenly, and the scimitar in Balza's hand flew out and flew into the sky.

Then, Perlis leaned forward and dodged Balza's powerful punch.

It's now--

"bass--"

With a flash of red light, Perlis stabbed the silver blade into Balza's abdomen, and then twisted it fiercely -

"Well.."

Balza's eyes trembled slightly, he spat out a mouthful of hot blood, and his body trembled.

But the next second, he threw another punch at Perlis as if nothing had happened.

"clang--"

Polys quickly blocked Balza's punch, which knocked her back several steps.

But when she looked up, she found that Balza had already appeared in front of her as if by teleportation.

--how come!

"clang--"

At the critical moment, Perlis only felt a figure flying across the sky and blocking in front of her, with sparks exploding on the blade.

It was Pace, who was gritting his teeth to block Balza's fist.

The blade of the cold steel knife dug deeply into Balza's fist, but even so, there was no expression on his face, as if it was not his fist that was injured.

Doesn't he feel pain?

"call--"

Balza jumped back suddenly, retreated to the side of the boy's body, and pulled the golden spear out of the tree.

He poked the golden spear slightly, and the boy's dog tag drew a curve in the air and fell into his hand.

"The prince has ordered... (Wilkin's words)" Balza's eyes were empty, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, and the wound on his stomach was extremely hideous, "You are not allowed to... pass... (Wilkin's words)"

What's wrong with this guy? Doesn't he feel any pain?

Perlis carefully observed Balzana's exposed upper body - veins bulged on his body and something red was flowing in his blood vessels.

It was not until this moment that Perlis saw the black chain.

——It was an iron chain with red sugarcane hanging on it, swaying gently on Balzac’s chest.

Where did he get it?

By the way, he had been to La Vatino, which meant that it was Prince Aloi who gave him the remaining red sugarcane from the Great Prophet when he redeemed him.

"As expected, I was wondering how he became so strong."

It was Carly's voice. She looked at Balza's body carefully with her ice-blue eyes, and a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"It's ironic that the old guards who value honor would use this kind of thing to fight."

"Prince...order...first..." Balza murmured in a low voice, "I have...made up my mind...you...have no chance..."

An uncomfortable sound brewed in Balza's throat. He cut a wound on his wrist with the golden spear and blood flowed out.

Then he twisted several pieces of red sugarcane from the chain, crushed them, and sprinkled the bright red juice on his wounds.

Then, his expression became calm, as if a spring breeze was blowing past, and the fighting spirit in his eyes rose again.

"Let the red sugar cane directly participate in the blood circulation..." Carly rarely revealed a hint of shock in her tone, "In this way, it won't take long for him to..."

"I am the Spear of Wilkin..."

Balza said, pointing the golden spear at Perlis:

"Blood of the stars...surrender and you may still survive."