The Blood Hourglass

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Searching all the way, I finally came to a church door. Although the church was a bit old, it was not small in size. Feeling the shadow behind him, Saffro nodded and rushed into the church. At this time, there was no one in the main hall, which was obviously a good battlefield, so Saffrot stopped in the main hall and walked out of the virtual curtain.

"You would choose this kind of place?" Reiter looked at the angel statue in the hall somewhat unexpectedly.

"You don't think that the angel statue is capable of doing anything to me?" Saferot smiled, with endless melancholy, although he had never interacted with these angels before, and he was unwilling to have it. However, since he was taken away from Jiying Castle by that "him", he unintentionally became a member of the Night Clan. He often had contact with these so-called light agents in one way or another. Trick, finally joined the back of the dark, and became a hunter who hunted angels, hunting them without hatred and hatred, and they are also like this, hunting blood without hatred, no one is wrong. , But the reality is like this. They are only welcome to join and they are not allowed to change. Today, it has come to this point again.

"I'm afraid you think so." Ritter rarely uses swords, but at this time he spreads out his wings without hesitation, and removes a white feather from the wing. It instantly turns into a silver long sword with extremely dazzling light. . In the angel group, low-level and high-level weapons are distinguished by levels. For example, the high-level weapons like Ritter use silver swords as weapons. Just like their hair and eyes, silver is a status. And a symbol of power. As for the low level, there are no special rules on what weapons to use, but long swords made of ancient silver cannot be used. One is that ancient silver is inherently rare, and the other is that identity and ability are generally not enough, because ancient silver is a kind of Very special material, if you have enough ability, you can seal the things it cures, let it blend into your body and become a part of your body.

"Do you think I am those little noblemen who have just been reborn?" Saffrot naturally wouldn't care about a statue without life and soul. All he cares about now is him. The opponent in front of him is also the enemy.

"Of course not, even if you are a nobleman, I doubt it." Although it is true that Saffrot's eyes are red, there is no smell of blood on him, but some light blood. The scent of this makes Ritter reluctant to kill him, and hopes to take him back to see his mother.

"No doubt, I'm telling you, I'm a blood race!" Safrot said, pulling the sword out of his sleeve, and rushing to Rite in a flash, swiping the sword across the opponent's neck. Rite wanted to back off. A few meters, while avoiding the attack, he also opened the distance, but the opponent's speed made him run out of time to retreat. He could only swing a silver sword to act, and the two swords struck each other with a sound. The sound of trembling made the dust on the top of the hall fall one after another, "The speed is good!"

"It will be better!" A smile appeared on Saffrot's extremely cold face, but it was still cold and without emotion. This second and third generation of elusive ancient nobles has truly gone through so many years. Everything that has happened to him has given him incomparably strong in the loss of time. Whether it is talent or combat skills, he is one of the best, and this is why the "he" will choose him.

"Oh?" Although Ritter expressed suspicion on his lips, he did not dare to take it seriously, blocking the opponent's sword forcefully.

Seeing that this move was blocked by the opponent, Saffrot was not surprised, grabbing the imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth, his five fingers suddenly released the hilt, and pushed the hilt out of the body with force, and the thin sword complained. The silver sword turned a circle and returned to his hand again. This lightning-like speed has already surprised Rite, but he has no more time to marvel, because at this time the tip of the sword is sweeping to the other side of his neck. In desperation, Rite spread his wings and vacated. He started to move his position from his neck to his arm. Seeing the word that was crossed, Ritter wrinkled, with a faint worry in his heart. Could it be that the other party is stronger than himself?

"What? Want to escape?" Saffrott smiled and leaped up to Rite, who was standing up in the air. There were only three targets for the sword tip. One was the heart, the other was the neck, and the three-sided door. Speaking of these places, no matter what It is a human being or a nobleman, even if it is an angel, if it hurts these places seriously, it will die and disappear, but it is easier said than done to hurt these places seriously.

"Don't forget, I am the light. When the light comes, only the darkness will escape." Although Ritter felt uneasy, but on the surface it was more relaxed than before, and the sunny smile came back. Seeing the other party rushing forward, then as an angel, how can he be able to escape as an angel, the existence of light, only fighting is the responsibility of the angel, and there is another point, he was sent to the world to fight the blood, although the other party gave him It doesn't feel like that clan, but the other party admits it himself, and now it's the other party attacking. Apart from running away, he is facing and unavoidable.

Saffrot’s impact, coupled with Reiter’s swift approach, under the impact of the double swords, only the sound of the surrounding tables and chairs cracking, and the sound of some decorations falling on the wall, the biggest loss was the angel statue It couldn't bear the vibration brought by them, and it fell from the rock wall and broke into several pieces.

The two sides who struck each other were also retreated by the force.

Saffrott retreated to the wall. Before he could stand firmly, he kicked the wall behind him and rushed like an arrow. This time he hoped to be hit with one blow. After all, he knew that the power in his body was constantly growing. I don’t know how long it will last to face such an opponent and this kind of killing, so I decided to make a quick decision.

As the body was still retreating, the opponent had already rushed up, and Rite's complexion could not help but become serious, and even the sunny smile on his face all the time disappeared without a trace. He flapped his wings, jumped into the air, and while avoiding the opponent's attack, he flew to the top of the opponent, and then swung his sword down. Saffrot, who was in inertia, had no time to dodge and was about to be cut off. Suddenly, there was a blank in his mind, and the invisible wings behind him suddenly spread out, seemingly invisible, but the sharp blade that Reiter cut was blocked with a sound, without hurting Safrot's body. Rite flew up again, stood in the air, and looked down at the opponent below. Such an attack did not hurt him, and he was still injured. Rite began to suspect that he would not be a golden eye?

Saffrot stood still, feeling the strangeness of the wings behind him, and the power surging all over his body. He couldn't help but wonder, clearly that he had exhausted all his strength, how could there be such a strong force, But now is not the time to think about this, since it works, then go ahead!

So he flapped his invisible wings and flew into the air, standing face to face with Reiter at the same level, "Do you want to fight?"

"Are you going to go back with me?" Ritter smiled. If it is a simple trick, then the outcome is obvious, but now Ritter has chosen to tear and kill. Only one of the two sides has completely fallen and lost the ability to fight. , Then is the end.

"Humph!" Safrot smiled coldly, with a hint of puzzlement in the corners of his curled mouth. The angel is not a fool, but the angel in front of him seems to be a bit too persistent, why? Saffrot seems to be interested in this issue, but he doesn't like the other party's obsession, because it will only cause trouble for him, "Since you decide so, then all right! I don't mind killing another angel!"

Before the words were over, Saferot had already swung his sword forward. Ritter gripped the sword tightly and prepared to fight, but before the opponent came to the front, it turned into a phantom, the silver sword in Ritter’s hand. Stabbed into the void, shocked in my heart, how about people?

not good! A cold behind him, already guessing the worst result in his heart, hurriedly put away the huge wings to protect his back, and the result... just as he had guessed.

"Ah!" With this scream, Rite fell from the air, fell heavily to the ground, got up from the ground with difficulty, and looked back at the part where the pain was coming. There was nothing there. He just lost it. I lost a wing, and the blood gurgled from the wound, but he was fortunate that if I didn't use wings to block it, then I would lose not only half of the wings, but probably half of my body, and my entire life.

"Huh?" But the half of the wing that was cut off was not seen on the ground, Ritter glanced around in confusion.

"Look for it?" Saffrot in the air, holding a huge wing in his hand, threw it in front of Rite, and immediately swooped down, attacking Rite, who had half folded his wings, with an electric current. , Without a trace of hesitation, without a trace of pity, after all, he was not what Ritter thought, he was an angel, or a golden eye.

Reiter teleported extremely strongly and chose to avoid this attack. Just by looking at the opponent's speed, he knew that the strength of the attack would never be light. In the previous collision, the impact was added to both sides, so it was double-stranded. The strength is about the same. Now he is injured and standing on the ground, he absolutely cannot withstand his blow, so the only way is to escape, but when he moved away from where he was standing, the opponent seemed to have expected his actions. , Even under such a rapid impact, he suddenly deflected and rushed straight towards him, and the center of the impact was the prismatic four-edged sword.

"Ah~" Under the collision, all the tables and chairs around had lost their original appearance, and Ritter's expression changed unpredictably, from surprise to horror, and finally to disappointment and unwillingness. He looked down at his body, "Look. My choice is wrong."

"Now I know it's too late." Saferot told him calmly, and slowly pulled out the rapier.

"Actually, I knew it a long time ago." Ritter leaned tightly on the wall behind him, gritted his teeth and endured the sharp pain in his chest, "Knowing that I am not your opponent!"

"Then why..." Saferot believed he would not be a fool.

"Hahaha!" Reiter suddenly laughed. As Saverot drew out the sword, he also fell to the ground, but he still laughed and didn't mean to stop.

"You won't die!" Seeing him like this, Saferot suddenly didn't want to kill him.

"I would never die. Death is the home of mankind, not our angel." The other party stopped laughing, but his expression became very calm, "Go! I can no longer stop you."

"Yeah." Saferot turned around. Although he was a little curious, it was absolutely impossible for him to tell him why.

"Wait!" Ritter shouted before Saferott took a few steps.

"Want to stop?" Saferot asked casually.

"Am I alright like this?" Reiter smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly.

"What else is there?" Saferot asked coldly.

"Luvian, is she okay?"

"You..." Saferot was a little surprised, but he didn't expect the other party to ask this.

"You shouldn't hurt her! After all, she has no ordinary relationship with you. She stayed in the night catcher at the time, just wanting to know where you were going. Then I told her and she left without looking back. , Although I don’t know why she became Missilia, but I feel the same as you, she is that Luvian, the girl you and I both know, but...but I think she is more like an angel." The eyes have started to blur, but the mouth is still talking.

"She should be fine, even if I hurt myself, it won't hurt her." As he said, Saferot turned and continued to walk outside the church.

"Wait!" This was the second time Reiter called him.

"What's the matter?" Saferot didn't want to look back, but when he heard his voice, he felt that he should look back again.

"You... can... take off your glasses... let me see?" During the tearing process, the speed was too fast, so fast that he couldn't see the other side at all, so what he suspected was never able to be done. Confirm, now that you have become like this, it's better to ask for it directly, and just do whatever you want.

"Okay!" As he said, Saferot took off his gold-rimmed glasses, Ritter saw a pair of strange eyes through the blurred eyes, and finally pointed to Saferot in surprise, "You...you It's not heaven...make..."

Saffron nodded characteristically, stepped out of the church, opened the curtain, walked into the street under the sun, and rushed all the way to the Fengmi Tavern in St. Tirol, where there was the person he most wanted to see, and the other party was now The situation also made him extremely uneasy, so the speed under his feet was getting faster and faster, so fast that even he himself was surprised.

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