There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

He turned his head immediately, but the King Slayer only had time to see a red shadow pass by his side, taking away a ghost.

The undisguised murderous aura emanating from behind him, the feeling of being stared at by a wild beast, made the King Slayer, who lived in a "civilized" city, feel extremely...

Scared.

"who!"

The hairs on his body stood up in fear. The King Slayer quickly turned around and saw the red figure that had just disappeared.

The other person was a Rupert, holding an ordinary dagger in his hand. A red coat covered his body. His expressionless face made the King Slayer terrified.

It's like encountering a natural enemy.

wrong...

I clearly haven't seen her before!

But... this fear emanating from my bones...

But it seems to be rooted in her bones!

Looking at the standing hairs on his arms, the King Slayer turned around and ran back without a moment's hesitation.

"run!"

With a loud shout, the King Slayer's cloth-covered mouth emitted gray-white smoke, obscuring the surrounding environment and creating a chance for himself and the ghosts to escape.

Several people fled in different directions, but the King Slayer still ran towards Bozhukasti's position.

As long as you are by each other's side, you don't have to be afraid of anything...

Running with his head down, the King Slayer did not dare to slow down. He squeezed out every bit of strength in his body and mobilized them to become his aids.

In front of that strange Rupert, she had no desire to fight at all. All she wanted was to escape. She didn't even have the courage to turn around and fight.

To be fair, the Kingslayer felt that she was not much weaker than the other party. She also had the method of killing the enemy silently, but she just couldn't face that Luper.

It's like two species on the food chain, one completely suppressed by the other, and over the years, they don't even have the heart to resist.

Call ~

A sudden gust of wind blew from behind, causing the King Slayer to pause while running.

Are you catching up?

Out of instinct, the Kingslayer lowered his body a little.

bass!

The sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air echoed at the back of his head, making the King Slayer feel fortunate for the decision he had just made.

Changing the direction of his feet, the King Slayer lowered his body and thrust the dagger backwards without even looking.

Since she has been caught up, it means that the other party is much faster than her in terms of running, so there is no point in running away.

It's just a life-or-death struggle, she won't be afraid!

Even a desperate dog will jump over the wall. If it is a fight to the death, I may not be able to escape...

boom!

Just as the King Slayer was about to fight back, the pursuer behind him made a strange posture, standing on one leg and almost leaning half of his body backward, while kicking the King Slayer in the waist.

"Well!"

Groaning in pain, the King Slayer covered his kidneys, finally understanding what the cat had felt a few years ago.

But there was no time to think, the King Slayer twisted his body in mid-air, trying hard to regain his ability to move.

At least...at least you should know how you died!

Landing hastily, the Kingslayer staggered backwards before he managed to keep his balance.

The weight of the dagger in his hand reminded the Kingslayer that he was still alive, but the red figure slowly rising from the ground in the distance made the Kingslayer have the illusion that he was dead.

Without time to soothe the pain from the wound on her waist, the Kingslayer leaned forward and rushed forward, holding the dagger upside down in front of her, and thick fog erupted around her.

At this moment, in this alley that can be seen everywhere, two people who are proficient in the art of assassination started a competition.

But...the outcome is already determined.

Not long after, the King Slayer was found to have a weakness during a fight and was pinned to the ground by the opponent.

"Pfft...cough cough!"

The uncontrollable gasping in her throat made the King Slayer breathe rapidly, and a small amount of smoke floated out of her mouth.

Closing his eyes and waiting for his own death, the King Slayer loosened his grip on the dagger.

No chance... The opponent's strength is far beyond hers, she has no chance at all.

The assassin's unique confidence had been crushed in the previous confrontation. At this moment, the king killer who was pinned to the ground had only one thought in his mind.

Why hasn’t the other party taken action yet?

I have been pinned to the ground for almost thirty seconds, why am I not dead yet?

Just as the Kingslayer was wondering, footsteps were suddenly heard in front of her. At the same time, Rupert, who had held her down, suddenly spoke.

"Hong, mission accomplished, reward."

The Kingslayer opened his eyes at the words of Red Luper, and saw the person before him...

The anger that disappeared then suddenly emerged!

"You traitor!"

Struggling under Hong's control, the King Slayer was now like a fangless beast trapped in a cage, posing no threat other than his roar.

The King Slayer was roaring hysterically, and his crazy appearance made Hong frown.

"She's not a wolf, but she does smell like a wolf."

There was a hint of doubt in his tone, and he looked at the person in front of him with red eyes, expecting her to give him an answer.

"traitor?"

Kal'tsit stood in front of the King Slayer, looking curiously at the integration leader who was specially marked by Red.

After carefully examining the other person, Kal'tsit hesitated and said, "Ilya...are you...Lyudmila?"

Volume 5: Chapter 178: Is this your meeting gift?

Even though it had been many years since that incident, Kal'tsit could still remember their faces clearly, and it was something she could never forget.

When the research institute was betrayed and destroyed, she also witnessed the death of her students and good friends.

And the regicide who was being pinned to the ground by Hong happened to be the descendant of one of them.

Ilya...

I once personally sent this friend's child to Syracuse, but I didn't expect to see him here now.

At the same time, Kal'tsit also understood what Hong said about the wolves when they were on the road.

The other party is most likely a person chosen by a certain wolf lord, and is learning under him, or even working for him. After a long period of getting along with him, it is inevitable that he will be infected by his influence.

As for Lyudmila being approached by the Wolf Lord...

Judging from the attitude of those old guys, this is probably impossible. After all, they only want "wolves"!

"Let her go, Red."

Now that she recognized Lyudmila's identity, Kal'tsit also called Hong up.

As for the son of an old friend, she didn't plan to do anything until he posed a threat to her.

Her fate with Lyudmila ended when she sent her to Syracuse, but...

Wasn’t the foster family I found a good family?

How did this guy get to the Wolf Lord's toys?

never mind...

Rubbing her temples irritably, Kal'tsit patted Red's head as she leaned next to her, paid the reward Red had been longing for, and prepared to leave.

She was still busy going up. If Wei Yanwu thought that she had stood him up, there would be some trouble afterwards.

"stop!"

He stood up from the ground in a panic. Without Hong's suppression, the King Slayer exuded a dangerous smell.

"Hmm...why not just kill him?"

Hong asked curiously as she looked at the King Slayer who was standing there furious.

She is a wolf, not a film, and she has no habit of playing with her prey. She would just kill the prey once she catches it. Why is there so much trouble?

"Huh...you go first, I'll be right there."

After a long sigh of relief, Kal'tsit patted Red's head and pushed him down.

"Oh..."

Nodding blankly, Hong turned and left, and quickly ran along the broken building next to him to the main battlefield where thunder was rumbling.

"If you have any questions, I can answer them for you, but I don't have much time."

Glancing at the time on her watch, Kelsey casually said, "Hurry up, please."

"You...traitor..."

Seeing Kal'tsit's indifferent attitude, the King Slayer suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart.

If it weren't for her indifference and Broken Bone's father's disclosure of the secret, his parents would not have died, and he would not have to travel far away, be infected with mineral sickness, and then fall into this endless ocean.

Now, the instigator of all this stood before him, downplaying everything with a nonchalant tone...

It's like alms...

"If you want revenge, I can give you a chance, but there is one thing I need to correct."

After hearing the words of the Kingslayer, Lyudmila, Kal'tsit roughly understood why she was so angry.

Although she didn't care about the rumors, she still felt that she needed to explain.

"I'm not the leaker you claim I was. I wasn't even there when it happened. Besides...didn't Sergei tell you everything?"

"I initially insisted they stop their research on the sarcophagus, but they ignored it. Only when everything was beyond their control did they realize they had made a monstrous mistake. Regret is of no use."

"what have you done?!"

"I sent you to Syracuse."

Kal'tsit's sharp counterattack silenced the King Slayer.

Looking at the face that was so clear in his memory, the King Slayer now felt that she was extremely blurry.

"If you want revenge, you can do it now. If there is nothing else, then I will leave."

Looking at the still angry Kingslayer, Kal'tsit shook her head, turned her back to Lyudmila and slowly walked away.

Seeing Kal'tsit's arrogant look, the King Slayer couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed forward with the dagger in his hand tightly grasped.

The distance of a few steps was not a problem at all for the King Slayer, and he was behind Kal'tsit in an instant.

However, even after feeling the strong wind from the King Slayer, Kal'tsit still did not turn back.

This arrogant attitude, this arrogant performance...

"traitor!"

With a roar, the Kingslayer raised his dagger and stabbed forward.

Dang! ! !

However, the sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh that the Kingslayer expected did not sound, but instead there was a sound of metal clashing.

"This...this is..."

Looking at the black monster emerging from Kal'tsit's spine, the fear that had faded away before came back like a tide.

Everything before her eyes was beyond her comprehension, leaving her stunned.

mon3tre slowly emerged from Kal'tsit's spine, and his ferocious face looked at the guy who dared to attack him without any concealment.

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