The End of Marvel's Seraph

"Huh? Slower than I thought?"

Qian Xiao squinted her eyes, poured spiritual energy into her ears, and concentrated on listening to the footsteps going upstairs.

The enemy's footsteps were messy, but there was still some distance between him and himself. Qian Xiao calmly opened the magazine, took out the fired cartridge case, then took out a new bullet from the bullet bag on his waist and put it in.

The enemies downstairs were rushing upstairs desperately, but Qianxiao's movements were still so graceful.

Qian Xiao quickly closed the magazine, raised the revolver in her right hand, and aimed it at the office door.

The footsteps in her ears became louder and louder. Before anyone appeared outside the door, Qian Xiao followed her hunch and pulled the trigger.

"Oh!"

The moment Qianxiao pulled the trigger, an enemy with a gun rushed out from the door, just in time to hit the oncoming bullet.

The bullet was imbued with spiritual energy by Qianxiao. After hitting the human body, the spiritual energy attached to it exploded directly. The unlucky guy who stood out was like being hit by a machine gun, and his whole body was directly broken at the waist.

The enemy still behind seemed to be frightened by the miserable situation of the guy in front, and did not jump out from the door. A few seconds later, a ball of fire floated out from behind the door, and then quickly rushed towards Qianxiao.

Qian Xiao didn't panic, raised her hand and pulled the trigger to explode the fireball.

Facing the flames that exploded in all directions in the room, Qian Xiao didn't even blink. The Rolock 19 in the other hand was also raised. The powerful continuous firepower brought by the 33-round extended magazine was like a submachine gun, forcing back the enemies who kept trying to rush out again and again.

Qianxiao walked toward the door, dodging several floating fireballs with her flexible body along the way.

At the same time, Qian Xiao's hands were not idle. She held Rolock in her left hand and fired rapidly, forcing the enemy to dare not take the lead. Holding an M500 in his right hand, infused with psychic energy, the powerful bullet hit the wall next to the door. Within a few shots, the wall was shattered, leaving a big hole.

Rolock's continuous fire followed immediately, shooting through the big hole in the wall, ventriloquist until the last bullet was fired.

In the smoke and dust behind the wall, several blood flowers bloomed one after another.

Qian Xiao ran and charged towards the gate.

A figure rushed out of the smoke, but Qian Xiao raised his leg and kicked him back.

Qian Xiao took advantage of the situation and hit the enemy on the head with a whip kick, kicking the enemy away and hitting the wall behind him.

Just when Qian Xiao was about to kill the other party, a light flashed in the other party's eyes, and the hair on his body suddenly became stiff, and he shot towards Qian Xiao like a steel needle.

"You bastard, go to hell!"

The enemy roared and rushed towards Qianxiao with the will to die together.

Qian Xiao frowned, but had no intention of retreating.

He manipulated the spiritual energy, condensed into a barrier on the surface of his body, quickly twisted his waist and lowered his body, and stepped forward, avoiding most of the hair attacks and at the same time shortening the distance between himself and the enemy.

Qian Xiao focused her spiritual energy on her right leg, raised her knee suddenly, twisted her back, and hit her enemy's throat with her knee.

The moment the enemy received a heavy blow to the throat, his body softened and his superpower dissipated.

Qian Xiao was confident that his heavy blow would definitely break the enemy's throat.

I saw the other party stretched out his hands and covered his neck, with a painful expression on his face.

A few seconds later, the opponent's body fell down.

Qian Xiao didn't even look at it, turned around and walked past the stairs.

While going down the stairs, Qian Xiao took out a loaded magazine and replaced it with Rolock. He threw out the magazine of the revolver again, and after ejecting the cartridge case, he took out the bullets one by one from the bullet bag on his waist, and stuffed the huge bullets into the bullet chamber with his own hands.

With a flick of the magazine, there was a clear "click" and the gun was closed.

At this time, Qian Xiao had almost reached the next level.

Qian Xiao knew that the real battle was coming next!

Qian Xiao accelerated her steps and rushed out of the door. At the same time, she took out a small bag from the backpack on her back, unzipped the bag, and threw it out. The latches of twenty grenades were pulled open by the hooks inside the small bag. The grenades were thrown out of the small bag and scattered in the air. They fell into the crowd like a goddess scattering flowers.

The enemies that rushed forward like a tidal wave were hit head-on, and explosions exploded in all directions, with fire splashing everywhere.

Amid the wailing and chaos of the crowd, Qian Xiao raised her guns and calmly harvested the lives of her enemies. Occasionally, when the enemy reacted, he quickly dodged the attack and then finished it with a backhand shot.

At this moment, under the reflection of firelight and blood, Qianxiao's eyes were a stunning blue, like a ghost from the underworld!

Spiritual energy filled Qian Xiao's body, swimming among his limbs and bones. Every ounce of spiritual energy strengthened his body.

Feeling the fullness in his body, Qian Xiao showed a confident smile. He had never felt so powerful.

The muzzle of the gun roared with flames, bullets spurted out, roaring and biting at every enemy!

Qian Xiao is like the god of death, harvesting the souls of the living crazily and fiercely!

There are so many enemies that the bullets run out quickly. The remaining enemies thought they had seized the opportunity and rushed out from behind the bunker, attacking Qianxiao like crazy.

Qian Xiao sneered, put her guns into the holsters at her waist, and then pulled out a long knife from the backpack on her back, pointing the blade directly at the enemy group.

Ajuramaru is still sealed by the system, and this sword is just an ordinary long sword that Chiaki pulled out of the game.

Although the sword in his hand was far inferior to the Arjuramaru he was used to, Qianxiao, who was already red-eyed at the moment, was in high spirits and didn't care about it.

Holding the cold handle of the knife, the blue spiritual energy climbed up along the blade, adding a bit of edge to the already shining cold blade!

Holding the long knife in her hand tightly, Qian Xiao stepped forward and crashed into the enemy formation faster than the opponent.

As the figures surged, Qian Xiao was like a vigorous leopard, dodging and moving among the enemy groups. Qianxiao nimbly dodged all enemy attacks from supernatural powers, firearms, knives and sticks in this narrow environment.

The enemy's attacks often hit his body, and some of them even missed his eyes by a hair's breadth.

But Qian Xiao's movements are always so calm and unhurried, swinging the knife! Swing the knife! Swing the knife again!

Without too many fancy moves, Qianxiao just relied on her increased strength and speed due to her psychic powers to avoid attacks, and then swung her sword at the enemy.

The psionic-infused weapon cut off the enemy's weapon, and then the blade sliced ​​across the throat, cutting off the enemy's entire head!

In the flash of cold light, Qianxiao sometimes looked like a nimble butterfly, sometimes like a vigorous cheetah, sometimes like a mighty bull. Every time the blade is swung, an enemy will be chopped into pieces by Qianxiao. Blood filled the air with the waving blade, making the air in the room look a strange scarlet color.

The enemy's wails became weaker and weaker, and finally, the battlefield became completely quiet...