The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

Ruzius raised his eyes and scanned the surroundings. He sneaked back after he separated from Delwei. There were patrolling people around. To be cautious, he couldn't take the cat back right away. In addition, now that he has taken it back, the things he has always hidden are no different from full exposure. Areci has always been smart.

So after thinking for a while, he took off his cloak and used the cloak and heat preservation magic to make a temporary cat litter for the cat, leaving some food, and preparing to wait for everything to be over before taking the cat back. The little black cat stared at him intently, with a vigilant appearance, but Ruzius was not angry. He appreciated this vigilance.

Make a cat litter, seeing the little black cat tentatively crawl in, Ruzius got up and left. During this period of time, he was able to avoid Arecio's sight and come to meet Del Wei. His understanding of Arecio's schedule was one aspect, and his teleportation magic was also indispensable. But even so, he can't stay outside for too long, Areci will find out.

Unfortunately, he tried many times during this period, but still failed to lure Theo to the front line...

The light of the teleportation array lit up, and in the wind and snow, a rare saint without a cloak lowered his eyelashes, concealing a ray of cold light in his eyes.

Theo was more afraid of Arecio than he thought.

His memory has not been restored, he doesn't know the specific situation of the war between the blood races in the past, and there is no related thing in the notes, which makes him a little tied in dealing with Theo. He didn't believe Theo would really not come. He could only say that the other party was extremely patient, like a snake waiting for its prey, occasionally spouting messages, but never poked his head out of the cave.

It's nothing, he just needs to cause enough damage to his backwater action this time. Delwei would definitely kill him, and he also deliberately took away the person in Delwei's mouth that seemed to be trusted by Theo.

Patience, composure, and a hit.

The hunters of the temple never lack these virtues.

He returned to the camp, the camp was dealing with a small area of ​​light collapse. Many Light Alien Species appeared, Helgodon charged forward and completely broke up the formation on the opposite side. The dark scene of the Lich continued to fill the surrounding with the power of darkness, and also suppressed the actions of Light Alien Species, and some Light Alien Species turned their heads in reverse. , To kill one's own companions.

Just not seeing Arecio.

Ruzius suddenly moved in his heart, and he looked up--

The blood family gathered the bat wings and swooped towards him, looking against the light, unable to see his expression, but he felt that this scene was like the blood family flying towards the silver cross back then.

Arecio had already opened his bat wings and flew in the air. He had Crowvenson in his hand, but he has now lost it. He knew for the first time that Fallen Angels still have fear of heights. There is no such thing in his genes, okay? Of course he wouldn't get used to it, grabbing the trembling Crowvenson and flying high in the sky, just letting the fallen angel who can only fly low learn how to fly high.

"Look, it's okay?" He looked disgusted, "How did you fly to the ground like a day for decades?"

Like a moth.

The former moth Crawvenson went up and down in excitement.

"..."

Well, at least he fulfilled his duties as a teacher.

Arecio looked at the ground, and at a glance saw the saint who was slowly returning. He heard people say that the neurosis was to repair the signal tower, and the speed of coming back was not slow. He was about to fly down, and suddenly his thoughts turned, and the fangs showed a little bit on the lips.

The second slap on the shoulder game!

The flapping of the bat wings gave him an extremely terrifying speed bonus, and the blood clan swooped down from a high altitude, and the target was the saint on the ground without a cloak! The saint also found him, his eyes moved slightly, his left hand was lifted, and several chains rose in the air!

The blood race and the chain passed by, rushing towards the saint, not wanting the chain to change direction and close inward, intending to restrain the blood race's wings. Arecio truly realized that the neuropathy had begun to regain its former strength. The advantage of the neuropathy was not in the offense, but in the fact that as it is now, he can always find a chance to fight back.

——But it can't stop him!

Between the electric light and flint, the bat wings entangled in chains instantly turned into shadows and flowed down. Ruzius paused for a while, but after a pause of less than a second, the balance of victory was fully tilted towards Arecio. Arecio touched his shoulder and teleported behind him like a dazzling skill, opening his mouth to declare his complete victory.

"How? I..."

His body suddenly lost weight, and a chain was quietly wrapped around his leg. A little effort successfully caused his body to lose its balance. Arecio was a little surprised, but he was always unlucky and always pulled in a neurosis, not to mention that this was a neuropathic hand, and immediately grabbed the opponent's collar unceremoniously, and forced him to fall into the snow with him. On the ground.

Total sinking!

The saint was covered with snow foam with him, but was not angry, but smiled while holding on to Arecio. Alessio smiled inexplicably at him. After laughing, the saint stretched out his hand and got up. His inexplicable was not over yet, only the saint asked:

"What's the matter with your wings?"

There is nothing to hide, Arecio stood up following his strength and said casually:

"Shadow wings are usually opened, it is convenient and quick, and there is no pain...what do you think?"

"I thought it was your own wings."

"Oh, yes, yes."

The saint Huo Ran turned his head to look at him, Arecio was staring a little hairy by him, and inexplicably continued:

"Almost all the high generations of the blood family have wings. Don’t this temple know? But every time the wings are displayed, they grow directly from the back. It is inconvenient, it will damage the clothes, and consume a certain amount of blood. ..." Arecio tilted his head, "I have shadow magic, why not just make wings."

The saint looked at him blankly.

As expected to be Alesi, who has no sense of blood romance at all, even he has brainstormed how the bat wings grow from the flesh and blood of the blood, with a certain cruel beauty and forbidden color... But Alei Western Europe only seems to find the process of growing wings very troublesome.

Arecio continued to spit out bitterness with him.

"The wings are not only troublesome to grow, but it is also not easy to take in. You have to let the body absorb the flesh and blood that make up the wings a little bit. If the absorption is too strong, it will not be very comfortable."

"When it's half assimilated, the wings are half big or small, so cute? What the hell."

It's really too hard and too difficult to be a kinship!

The saint became more expressionless.

It's so hard and hard to see you as a blood clan!

Arecio finished talking about the sad life history of the blood race and felt comfortable. He and the neuropathy went to see Helgodon's situation again, then returned to the open air, holding the bowl and watching the pot for dinner. The few dark creatures accompanying the army are not squeamish at all and don't need special treatment at all, which has won the favor of many soldiers.

Marshal Olsen also came to join in the fun. He sat down in front of the heating device and filled himself with a bowl of hot soup.

"At present, we have advanced nearly 300 kilometers deep, and the good news has been sent back. Do you want to know the reaction of all walks of life?" He mysteriously took out his portable optical brain, originally on the front is not allowed to contact the external media It's news, but this is the first expedition of a special dark creature, and he can make an exception.

My ears suddenly stood up, and he was very enthusiastic about socializing. It has been more than half a month since he had been away from Guangnao. He was brushing his pupils in dreams.

"I want to see!" He leaned in front of Guangnao, and when he saw the picture on Guangnao, he exclaimed a little.

"This picture of Arecii is so handsome!"

The Lich also leaned in to take a serious look and nod his head.

"So handsome."

Now Arecio couldn't sit still, and squeezed over to look at the handsome picture of himself.

Ruzius didn't move, because he had already had the photo. He had already applied to Marshal Olsen for the use of the light brain long before he came to the northern front. The reason he gave was very simple.

He has internet addiction.

Olsen:...

Olsen didn't understand why Ruzius was looking for a reason for such a sand sculpture. He would obviously agree to a good application.

Ruzius settled his meal without a word. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Arecio still browsing the light brain. It happened that the unicorn Andre was by his side, and he wanted to ask about something.

"Mr. Andrey, do you have time?" After getting the affirmative answer, he lowered his eyes and organized the language.

"In fact, I have always been very curious about unicorns of this era, because 10,000 years ago, unicorns were always known for their purity, and this purity was even harsh."

Andre glanced enviously at Arecio, then turned his eyes reluctantly, as a unicorn, he could indeed answer Ruzius's question.

"Maybe because the environment has changed, we are no longer so harsh on the external environment." After thinking about it, he added, "In fact, it is our unicorn who has requirements on the environment, so go to some relatively less bright and clean When it is local, you can also wrap the unicorn, which can play a big role."

"In other words, is the horn the key to the purity of the unicorn?"

"The same can be said."

The last cloud of doubt in Ruzius's heart dissipated. He thanked Andre and took a look at Areciou who was still talking to people far away from him. He knew how to attract him back. Western European attention.

Using his fingers, he slowly outlined a pattern on the snow.

Although Arecio was chatting relaxedly, half of his attention was actually on Ruzius. When he found that he lowered his head, some ominous premonitions immediately appeared in his heart. He terminated the conversation and started a teleport to the neuropathy. The fingers that the neuropathy drew on the ground seemed to pause slightly, but in the end he stubbornly finished the drawing.

In the silence, Arecio looked at the pattern on the ground and grabbed the neuropathy with his backhand.

"I still don't think I have enough emoji packs?!"

The sage left him tugging, with an innocent expression. Andre next to him was trying to figure out how to draw and decided to apply it to his big head design. Olsen was taking a picture. Lucy and I surrounded the design and added small laces. Noah held the bowl and looked over here. Watch out for choking and coughed twice.

"Ahem...This is..." He wasn't sure if he was right.

"A cat holding a bowl?"

Arecio grabbed the collar of the neuropathy tighter, it's the neuropathy! Strange emoticons have been added!

He was planning to drag his neuropathy to a place where there was no one to beat him up. The alarm in the camp suddenly sounded, not knowing how many times the light collapse came again.

"It's really not a second to let people idle..." He let go of his neurosis, only to feel that the recent light collapse is abnormally frequent, and he doesn't know what the neurosis is, maybe they should go deep to see the situation tonight.

He looked at the saint subconsciously, only to see that the opponent's eyelashes trembled slightly after hearing the alarm.

It doesn’t seem to be accidental that light bursts frequently erupt...

Thinking of this, Arecio's heart sank.

He became suspicious again.