villain dawei

At the beginning of the month, in the tent in the center of the camp, the master met an uninvited guest, the only legend of the hunter guild in the south, the supreme commander of the Confederate, Reno Karoy. "Master Molin, come and have a drink with me." Karoy held a bottle of wine in his hand, casually opened the old master's tent and broke in like a gust of wind. In the tent, the master contacted Liu Dao, and he smiled and said: "Why are you so happy to drink with me?"

"I'm very happy, of course I'm very happy that Violet has a new legend. Master Molin, with the spirit of wine, I ask you, do you want to settle in my Violet?" The master frowned. Although Liu Dao did plan to settle in Violet's house, asking this straightforward question still makes people uncomfortable with a hint of coercion." Leader, you're drunk." The old master's face sank, but Karoy didn't care.

He sat down opposite the old master, and he returned to normal again after a while. "Oh, a moment of drunkenness, Master Molin, don't mind, I'm afraid, if the rune tower knows the news, we will not be able to deal with it." The old master's face sank, "What does this mean, leader?"

"I dare not. I dare not. I just want to play chess with you. Karoy takes out a chessboard from his arm and put it in front of the old master. The chessboard is engraved with 49 squares, and each block has a deck of playing cards. This kind of game is famous in the lower world: flip, move down, fast for half an hour, and slow for an hour. The old master does not move, Karoy continues his work, mixes the decks together, and then flips the decks and divides them into 49 squares randomly. "You cheat," said the master, glanced at his legendary memory and clearly saw that Karoy deliberately put his cards together and put the master's cards into his own bag.

"Oh, I've caught you," Karoy said and laughed, mixing the tables together, but heard a commotion outside the tent and in the camp. The old master frowned and was about to get up, when Carol stopped in front of him and smiled. "Master Molin, the game is not over yet. Where do you want to go?"

The old master looked deep in his eyes and stared at Carloi, "Are you sure?" "I'm not sure, but since you don't want to stay, let's do one." Caloi sounded relaxed, but his expression was serious. They looked at each other, and the old master suddenly smiled, sat down again, picked up the scattered cards, and said, "Okay, let's start."

Karoy's eyes flashed with doubt, and his smile came back, "Come on, come and see me play the cards from the south." On the other hand, Liu Dao interrupted his contact with the old wizard and was a little surprised by the news. This blood sacrifice, even the intervention behind the army, even if the intention was to create a legend, now in the concentration camp, Karoy pulled the old master and the master class left, and there was really only one junior student who should be the elite class. Some people boldly speculated that the evolution of Hydra might be part of their plan, but the transaction between Liu Dao and Hydra is just a shrinking version of this drug. Although there are many, it is not enough to promote the evolution of the legendary Hydra.

Outside, when Liu Dao came out of the camp, the battle intensified and the air was filled with blood. This was a good plan and was well arranged, but, uh, it was mine. "Gaya, the situation was not good. The corpse in the morgue was resurrected again. Come on!"

Matthew was covered in dust and stumbled over, grabbed Liu Dao and left. "Okay, let's go!" Liu Dao was in a trance and ran away. Everyone woke up! In the morgue, at the gate of the barracks, at the university training camp, one professional after another opened his eyes. They separated the earth in front of them, woke up from the earth, breathing as deep as the sun, and everyone was a strong professional to match the master.

The fortune teller with eight arms, the six-winged angel with six wings on his back, bent over like an old man, but ordinary professionals were terrified of fear. They used to be the corpses in the morgue, but now Liu Dao has given them new life. All these eleven elites, prophesied by Delanis, wake up!"

Follow your master's orders and find the core of the square array. "The six-winged angel spoke, and the eight-armed diviner touched the magical crystal ball" this square array. He said, "I can only detect its five main nodes, the core, it is hidden very deeply." "Oh, it doesn't matter, as long as someone knows it

Where is the core of Tao? I will ask the master "A professional licks the dagger with his forked tongue, a pair of golden snake eyes.

"Do it," the six-winged angel nodded. "Occupy five nodes, block, die." "You go" the older professional killer disappeared in the dark. On the morgue, I also want to play a game with the masters, the Hunter Association and the church boys, so that they can't destroy this plan."

Bang! Bang! The six-winged angel frowned and asked: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing" a professional with a sharp ear whispered at his feet, three bodies in the college uniform were bleeding, and they should have ears, leaving only a bloody hole. "Some people saw me and cleaned it up, but I got some interesting news from them: there seemed to be an enemy's master in the concentration camp." Finally there was a strange laugh, and then the long ears broke, the beautiful face of the six-winged angel changed a little, and the meaning of the long ears made him a little uneasy.

Before resurrection, he was a helpful priest, and after resurrection, his companions seemed not good. If long ears were allowed to do what he wanted, there would be bloodshed. "Don't think too much, complete the task first." The assassin buried with the Six-winged Angel patted his shoulder. "The master's order is the most important." The Six-winged Angel retracted his expression and lowered his head. He and the Assassin were buried near a node. This short journey made the Six-winged Angel feel at ease.

As soon as they left the tent, they met a hurrying church pastor. He was stunned when he saw the Six-winged Angel. Hush! The assassin flashed by, passed his fingers through the priest's throat, and strangled the pillar. The Six-winged Angel watched the priest die coldly, and before he was resurrected, he was a member of the church. The assassin put down the priest's body and pulled out a dagger made of bones.

After the assassin released him, the priest's body seemed to have been stripped of all bones, leaving only a large pile of soft rotten flesh. "Let's go" The six-winged angel did not respond to this, but his body was covered with wings of flames, blurring a little. When the assassin saw it, he smiled. The angel was created by God, and its structure was very easy to change. He believed in light and naturally believed in darkness...

On the way to the morgue, Liu Dao received news from the Six-winged Angel and the Bone Assassin, saying that the Six-winged Angel went to the university concentration camp, and a seemingly ordinary report implying that Liu Dao hoped to order the long-eared elves to come back. The Bone Assassin was much simpler. He told the angels about the psychological changes and then asked what the Fallen Angels looked like? Liu Dao did not answer them, but just ordered them to complete the task silently. After receiving the order, they stopped talking, and Liu Dao cut off the connection, and before him, a hateful man blocked the road with a hook.

It was an undead creature similar to humans, with obese bodies, blood-stained skin, looking like an arsenal of bacteria and viruses, and a cathartic breath of death. This was an artificial monster, with a curved gap marking on the joints of the weapons and body. Seeing that monster, Matthew hesitated. He knew the creature. Or rather, he knew the owner of the monster. The south was very small and often communicated with each other. The person who stood behind him hated him was Matthew's friend. A beautiful, kind female friend.

"Stop, Matthew" Matthew's last glimmer of luck disappeared, his fists clenched and loosened.

"What are you doing? There was a riot in the morgue and it needs to be dealt with." Matthew smiled, but Liu Dao could see behind him, his palm was already full of energy. Liu Dao frowned and smiled evilly. I never thought I would see such things." That's right, this is why I can't let you pass." The voice of the necromancer gradually disappeared, and the hatred standing in front of Liu Dao was moved, the breath of death dissipated, and Matthew felt a chill.

Without more words, Matthew went to war and hatred, his legs and feet exploded with runes. Stamped his feet, Matthew, as if he was stepping on the air, flipped three meters, trying to jump over hatred from a height, only when he jumped, the hook of hatred moved left hand. Shush! The sound of flesh and blood being torn apart, hatred's left arm was torn apart like a chrysanthemum, the hook flew out, the chain of flesh and blood being tied behind him, Matthew turned into the air, trying to avoid attack, the hook flew past him, Matthew just smiled, there was a crack on his back.

Below, the abominable muscles of the left arm swelled up, pulling the bloody chains. The barbed wire flew back and hit it

Matthew. He was like a bird shot by a hunting gun, and fell down before he could even whisper. In the darkness, the Necromancer whispered, "Matthew, I've let you escape before." The Necromancer looked at Liu Dao excitedly.

"Mr. Gaia, can you hand me the beads that tied the square array if you want?"

"Are you talking about this?" Liu Dao smiled and took out the beads he showed at the meeting. "Why should I give it to you? Is it related to this hateful thing?"

"We have our reasons, you... ..." Before Necromancer finished speaking, Matthew had already roared out, his body covered with bulletproof glass, behind him, no wounds "Out!" Matthew jumped up again and headed for the Necromancer's voice. In a hurry, hatred had no time to react. Next, Matthew waved his fists and smashed the tent where Necromancer was hiding. Matthew drops only saw a skull with his chin moving "Echo armor, you succeeded" Necromancer's voice was a little displeasure.

"I don't know," shouted Matthew, who destroyed the skull and turned it around. "Your hatred is not as fragile as we hurt each other." Liu Dao looked at it and smiled. "I asked you to leave!" The voice of the Necromancer came back, and Matthew looked carefully and found that it seemed to be coming from all directions. "You didn't ask me about eour."

Matthew continued, trying to find the Necromancer, but this time the answer was not the Necromancer's words, but the hatred of the poison hook. Bang! Matthew took a few steps back, and his echo armor was covered with cracks. Although he could defend against hatred attacks, the echo armor was no longer used. Matthew removed the runes, jumped up quickly, rebuilt the echo armor, and avoided the demon's attack.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, they did not notice Director Liu who was watching the show. Rebuilding the echo armor, Matthew stopped dodging and began to approach the abominable thing. The core of his style is the Echo Boxer, who can control the wind and airflow, is good at controlling the airflow, and in the elite class, the best range is within a hundred meters.

This range is known as the necromancer, who fights with Matthew regularly. Faced with Matthew's advance, the hook of hatred dances faster, and the chains of flesh fly faster, within 100 meters, Matthew controls the airflow, avoids attacks, and dispels the air around him. He feels disgusted with the rotten toxin, which is released into the air by the chains, and the impact of death makes Matthew's fist a little stiff. He is not an ordinary melee expert, his fist is used to guide the airflow. He is not strong enough, matthew is worried that staying in this environment will lose its ability to move.

This can't be done anymore. Meng's feet were on the ground, his head leaned forward, his feet leaned back, his body was like a floating surfboard, the air lifted him up, flying towards the abominable thing. The annoying long hook-like change, but due to the height and the inability to hit the low-suspended Matthew in a linear manner, Matthew kept changing the direction of the jet, like a flexible monkey.

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer. One hundred meters ahead of them, the man's, moving Matthew stopped, and now hated the opportunity, and took advantage of the moment when Matthew stopped to throw out the hook. The hook was up and down on Matthew's chest and back, and on the face of the hook, Matthew pressed his chest and abdomen like a elves in the wind, his body rotated around his waist and abdomen, his scalp exuded the fishy smell of the hook, his fists leaned back, his legs forward, parallel to the incoming chains.

The next moment, Matthew kicked! Bang! The expansion air turned into a huge football, shot down like a rocket, directly passing through the head of the abominable, and immediately blowing it away, mixed with maggot brains.

"Are you kidding? You don't think the undead has weaknesses in their heads, do you?" The master said in a mocking voice. "There is a control core in the brain." Matthew said coldly, "It takes three seconds to reshape it, during which you can't control this hateful thing."

So how did Matthew put his palm on his chest and turn his fingers "So, I have three seconds to release an unpractice rune" wind blows through matthew's hand, blowing the dust and debris around him everywhere. The rune has not yet been combined, and its power has affected everything around him. Both sides remain silent and mobilize their troops in an instant.