"Done!"

Su Lun looked at the two people who were killed in front of him, his brows relaxed slightly.

Killing two people was also expected.

Before taking action, he guessed that the action of raising his hand and gun was too obvious to hide from high-level professionals.

It is impossible for the opponent to watch him kill the field warlock, so someone must come to the rescue.

The scythe that is slashed while raising the gun is the real hidden murderous intention. It is to kill a second-level professional who comes to the rescue while killing the field control mage.

Now it seems that the effect is good.

.......

Su Lun is very self-aware.

After all, I am only one person, no matter how strong I am, I am still one level.

Even if you have a sickle in hand, once the enemy is discovered and on guard, it will be very difficult to kill again.

The second-level professional will not stand there waiting for him to kill.

Therefore, Su Lun still needs a helper.

How to grab the enemy BOSS when there are few people, and still kill enemies several times larger than yourself?

The best way is of course to kill the enemy's field control with a sneak attack and let the monsters go berserk.

This was also the reason why he chose to kill the blue-robed warlock immediately.

Just before the eyes, the Weeping Witch was no longer covered by the "slow light", and she let out a harsh scream of relief from her throat. In an instant, the attack speed of her hair manipulation increased by 50% visibly to the naked eye!

In the past, several second-level professionals in the field could calmly cope with the siege of hair, but now they were beaten into a panic in an instant.

I was too tired to deal with my hair for a while, and couldn't spare my hand to deal with Su Lun, the sneak attacker.

Seeing those few rays of astonished and murderous eyes looking towards him, Su Lun was not afraid at all. He did not stop his movements, and once again used his fingers to move the invisible living corpse beside him, and slashed at another target not far away.

Go down.

Upon seeing this, "Juggler" Lloyd's face changed suddenly, and he obviously realized something, and he shouted: "Stop him quickly!"

The silver and black threads intertwined, like two players in a tug-of-war. He used the threads to control the witch, but at the same time he couldn't move.

Lloyd knew very well the key point of his control. If something went wrong with him, the violent witch would be completely free from her restraints. Waiting for them would be a failure or even a desperate situation!

However, when several second-level warriors in the field looked at the spatial rift that killed Bloom with one move, how could they not guess that it was the famous forbidden object [Hypnos's Black Scythe of Night] that was struck out?

movement?

Now that you know it, who dares to use your body to block it?

What's more, you can't stop it even if you want to!

The next moment, another space crack was cut out, and it accurately appeared on the neck of "Juggler" Lloyd.

Silently, the head fell.

Su Lun originally thought that his sword would be able to kill the immobile puppet master, but unexpectedly, when the head fell to the ground, he did not see the "gray mist".

"Eh...not dead?!"

Su Lun's pupils shrank suddenly, and his instinctive crisis reaction made him duck and hide behind the invisible living corpse.

The next moment, he heard the sound of breaking wind, and several poisonous needles spurted out from the mouth of the broken head, hitting the invisible living corpse in front of him with a "thud" and falling to the ground.

Looking again, Lloyd's headless corpse's robe was torn, and an ugly dwarf one meter tall came out.

"Is this Lloyd's true form?"

Su Lun also didn't expect that the famous puppet master was actually a dwarf with an ugly face.

.......

Although the witch is strange and not very intelligent, she also knows that the biggest threat is the guy who controls her!

Lloyd avoided Suellen's murderous intention, but he couldn't avoid the silver hair that was everywhere in the monastery.

After decapitation, the surgery is discontinued.

Now he is forced to give up his puppet body and loses the ability to control most of the black lines.

Without the restraints of the black thread, the witch's silver hair was freed, and the piercing scream resounded throughout the cursed space.

In an instant, the sky was densely packed with silver hair spreading wildly like a tide, and the strands and strands quickly wrapped the monastery into a silver cocoon.

Before, they had always wanted the "infinite hair" obtained by the witch's violent rage, but now it has become a talisman for death.

As soon as the dwarf landed, a bunch of silver hair that looked like a sharp spear poked over him, and with a "clang" sound, a fist-sized hole was poked in the stone floor.

The puppet master's physical agility is far inferior to that of other professions. Although the dwarf tried his best to avoid it, it still seemed like a sharp blade had slipped through it, piercing his thigh, and blood flowed all over the floor...

Moreover, what makes people even more desperate is that the silver hair in the air condensed into more than a dozen spears in the blink of an eye, and "whoosh", "whoosh" and "whoosh" pierced the air and stabbed them down.

Lloyd looked ashen.

At this critical moment, the "Mechanical Tyrannosaurus" closest to the dwarf, Toyin, had faster eyes and hands. The mechanical arm that was originally charging the steam boiler to attack the witch's body instantly changed its direction and ejected, destroying the silver spear, and thus saving the dwarf.

's life.

Silver hair is all over the sky, like a downpour, there is no escape.

Several other second-level professionals were also busy taking care of themselves, and were more or less injured...

And the first-level warlock who used "Twining Thorns" tried his best to avoid several spears, but was still poked with blood holes in his face with despair...

The originally stalemate battle situation was broken in an instant, and the defeat was like a dike breaking, which was irreversible.

Seeing that he was unable to do anything, the dwarf shouted with a dark face: "Retreat! Exit the cursed space first!"

Four second-level professionals gathered together, destroyed a piece of silver hair on their heads, and tore into pieces a scroll before they were completely trapped.

The scroll shattered, a magic light door appeared out of thin air, and several people rushed out without hesitation.

.......

"I thought I could kill a few more..."

Su Lun looked at the few guys escaping from the light door and felt a little regretful.

Being able to prevent falling into a dream and preparing means of escape, the people of the Oliver family were obviously fully prepared.

But they can escape, but Su Lun cannot.

Not to mention that the magic light door disappeared as soon as it appeared. Even if it had not disappeared, he would not have followed them out to "die".

A scream sounded, and all the "nutrients" in the mist were cleared away.

Su Lun was the only living person left in the huge cursed space.

Now that there is no one to attract firepower, the tall Blood Sister's target is only him.

"I hope my guess is correct..."

He exhaled a breath of thick air.

Suellen took off his gas mask and put the [Brooke's Harmonica] in his hand to his mouth.

Although I have never learned the harmonica in my previous life, this instrument is not too difficult and I have already mastered it very well in the scraped soul fragments.

Without thinking much about it, he remembered a sly folk song. It was a tune he heard hummed by the NPCs in the "Legend of Notre Dame" space.

The melodious melody resounded throughout the monastery.

The arrogant silver-haired people around seemed to understand the sadness in those melodies, and suddenly became soft, like water plants in a clear lake, floating in the wind...

Glancing at the scene in front of him from the corner of his eye, Su Lun also played more and more calmly, with an unhurried rhythm.

In the distance, the five-meter-tall Blood Nun also lost her ferocious look and stood there blankly.

She seemed to recall something, and crystal tears slowly overflowed from the corners of her eyes.

Su Lun was still playing the tune, and the surrounding scenery was changing rapidly.

As if going back in time, the surrounding ruins were restored to their original appearance in an instant, turning into the majestic white monastery.

Snowflakes are gradually falling in the sky, and pigeons are flying on the dome again...

The surrounding scenery flashed, as if returning to a thousand years ago.

A young nun would often stand alone in the attic, playing the song that carried her longing, waiting for her beloved to return safely from the battlefield.

They had agreed that he would definitely come back during that snowy winter.

.......

After a while, the song ends.

"I was entrusted by Mr. Brooke to bring this harmonica back to you."

Su Lun stopped, wondering if Alice could understand what had become weird. Seeing that the witch had calmed down, he handed over the harmonica.

He continued: "He asked me to tell you that he can't keep the appointment and asked you not to wait for him."
To be continued...