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What caught Ivan Ser’s eyes were two people.

A woman, a very good-looking woman with two guns in her hand, has a western denim style, both in terms of dress and the two revolvers in her hand.

That beautiful face also makes people want to look at it more, because it is really eye-catching, and with this timely outfit, it is a good plaything.

The other one, the prime minister, does not know whether the other party is male or female, because there is no way to know the gender of the other party, the face is hidden under a ghostly mask, and the body is shrouded in a black cloak.

The body is very petite and slender, but there are also slender men in the southern foreign race, so it is still a little difficult to distinguish the gender of the other party just by the body.

“You are aliens from the South… I have an impression of you.”

Not surprisingly, the gears of the command have shifted.

Neither this black-robed man nor this woman should meet him now.

Because they met him, and in this way, there are no accidents, there are no accidents, and death will be the end they have already faced.

But according to the original fate line of the world.

This woman, and this cloaked man, they should all die in the hands of that loli black pupil, they will become the two living corpses controlled by the imperial tool [Eight Rooms] in the hands of black pupil.

But now,

Changed.

The future life should be interesting like this…

The corners of Ivan Ser’s mouth couldn’t help but grin, it would be too boring to do everything decently.

The variables and fluctuations of the world make people feel alive!

The clansmen lay in pools of blood, slowly swallowed by those seas of blood, and they could not even leave a complete corpse.

Ivan Ser even desecrated their corpses.

Southern alien peoples attach great importance to funerals, for them, after death, people are to enter the soil for peace, so that future generations can integrate into the soil, and reunite with their ancestors under the land.

“What are you going to do to their corpses!”

Doya frowned and looked at those compatriots who were devoured by the sea of blood, very uncomfortable.

With a wave of his left hand, the blood dragons gathered, and Ivan Ser teased: “Let’s think about your own safety first.” ”

“Swoosh…”

Something that Ivan Sel expected, but not difficult to guess.

The cloaked man’s body was light as if it had no weight, and it flew towards him like a piece of paper.

Hunter was an assassin who was born into a foreign state tribe in the South.

And its tribe was wiped out in that great war with the empire.

Hunter, the killer of the Assassin Society of Obert, rushed back home after the outbreak of alien peoples in the South.

But what he didn’t expect was that the war ended faster and more unexpectedly than he thought.

He did not expect that the minister wanted to use the alien races in the south to scare the rest of the rebel forces within the empire, and he also did not expect that the two terrifying imperial generals [Smiling Death] and [Ice General] would be responsible for conquesting the alien races in the south.

As a result, when Hunter returned, he saw a devastated land.

He couldn’t find his people, he couldn’t find his relatives, he was in pain, he was resentful, he wanted revenge.

Then he met these companions who were still stubbornly resisting the rule of the empire, and there were many alien tribes in the south, and internal strife was constant.

But when faced with a common enemy, they are the same people!

Go to hell!

No hysterical roaring, no angry roar.

Hunter is the killer, the killer of Oberg, the greatest great and terrifying assassin association that has existed with the empire for thousands of years.

The killer must maintain an absolutely calm heart and not be able to be swayed by his emotions at any time.

This is the basics of being a killer.

“Bang bang….. Bang bang…”

“Hunter, don’t go over!”

Doya hurriedly shot on the side, her marksmanship was accurate, she hit accurately, but she couldn’t hit Ivan Ser.

The sea of blood seemed to have life, and all her bullets were intercepted.

If the assassination is unsuccessful, you should leave immediately, without the slightest hesitation.

Because the gap between the two sides is already apparent at the moment when the unexpectedly planned assassination should not have occurred.

As an assassin, Hunter should have understood this truth best.

“Unqualified!”

Ivan Sel only confided three words, but it was a declaration to Hunter.

“Poof!”

So fast!

I only felt that I didn’t even see the trace of the other party, and I felt the strangeness in my heart, but I didn’t feel the pain either.

“Ahem…”

When he reacted, he looked down and saw that a long knife with an ordinary standard and dark red had been inserted into his body.

Hunter could feel his life passing by rapidly.

And that’s where the heart-wrenching pain began.

All the blood in the whole body is forcibly drawn towards the heart.

His body quickly withered, as if a plant that was originally full of life had withered.

I’m really not a qualified moment yet

If Lord Olberg knew, she wouldn’t be with me…

No… Lord Olberg, I guess he won’t remember such an unqualified killer as me…

“Peng…”

The withered corpse fell into a sea of blood and was completely engulfed.

As soon as the iron chain in his hand was pulled, [Blood Fang] flew out from the sea of blood and fell into Ivan Ser’s hand.

Escape!

Without any doubt,

Doya turned around and ran!

[Friends of the Mid-Autumn Festival, I am writing a book here, do you need to express anything?] I think you can have any kind of tip…]_

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