"Not proficient." Cursed Blade commented.

"What a waste!" This was Mihayla's comment.

Both of them expressed contempt for the shield given by the security guard.

This is also a matter of course, because in the world of Yuanli, it is not only the shield that covers the whole body that is useful, but more importantly, the formation of a shield. Only the shield can defend against powerful attacks. The armor that covers the whole body is only useful when entering

It will only become useful when it reaches a very advanced level. In confrontations that are obviously not high-level, using a shield that is more convenient to defend against fixed damage can save your life.

Gwen is not optimistic either.

This is also true.

In less than a second, the security guard, who was wearing light blue armor, was cut in half by the tail of the wild boar and lizard hybrid monster. He was obviously dead and could not be saved.

The body that had been separated into two sections was on the ground, still struggling for life.

"They can't stand it any longer."

Although Cursed Blade said so, he did not go down to reinforce them.

Her eyes were always focused on a security guard.

Gwen followed his gaze and saw a very potential Source Power user. This Source Power user's hand was condensed with a red Source Power shield. At the same time, he had a mask that half covered his upper face.

mask.

"Does it have great potential?" Gwen asked.

"It's okay." Cursed Blade replied, "But more importantly, this source of power is obviously more handsome."

hansome?

Gwen wondered if Curseblade had a fever?

"I never joke like this, and I never joke about Yuanli."

She put one hand in her pocket and patiently answered Gwen's doubts like a professor in school answering questions for his students:

"Yuanli is a profession that is very easy to see whether it is going the wrong way. A qualified Yuanli envoy - at least the one I understand, it seems that they will all be more handsome or beautiful. This

It is a law and a life experience, you can understand it as."

"Life experience?"

Gwen tilted her head, with a mixture of mockery and curiosity on her face.

"Maybe, but if you don't go down, this handsome young man you are very optimistic about will die in the hands of these monsters. I can see that I also have this kind of 'life experience'."

"What experience?" Mihayla asked curiously.

"The experience of knowing who is going to die."

"If he dies because I didn't rescue him in time, it means that his future is not as good as I imagined." Cursed Blade said very coldly, "There are too many people like this in our lives, maybe

They are all geniuses, but sometimes not every genius has enough soil to grow, and not every genius is genius enough."

"The people I'm looking for are people like you, who have unique talents and quite keen combat intuition, or maybe a genius like Mihayla who has been identified early on."

"Okay, I understand your compliment."

Although Curse Blade has a tough mouth, her behavior is obviously that of a pragmatist.

She studied the movements and behavior of the source of power again.

Finally, some anxious emotions appeared on her face.

"Let's go, otherwise he will be like a little tomato placed on the track, bang!"

Gwen jumped down first.

The moment after landing, he kicked up a stone.

The sound of breaking through the air made one of the monsters, a combination of a lizard and a wild boar, look back.

The monster's pupils shrank suddenly, as if there was some humanity in it. It shook its head and used its fangs to flick away the extremely heavy flying stone. Sparks instantly bloomed from its fangs.

.

No matter how smart a monster is, it is still a monster.

Gwen was well aware of this characteristic and kicked up the stone just to attract the attention of this monster.

At the moment when the monster faced the stone, Gwen took the opportunity to rush forward, drew out her lightsaber, and then struck with a slash from bottom to top.

The sword light went from bottom to top, easily separating the monster's torso.

The distinctive feature of Source Power monsters is that the moment they lose their lives, their Source Power will show flaws instead of disappearing, but the protection of their body parts will also lose most of its effect.

Gwen took advantage of this feature and easily pulled out the monster's fangs.

Quite heavy.

He thought in his mind, and aimed at another monster at the same time, throwing the fang. After being poured into Gwen's flame source power, the fang was like a trigger bomb. It exploded when it hit the monster.

It exploded with a loud sound, and the broken animal tooth fragments were as lethal as a fragmentation grenade.

After he killed two monsters with lightning speed, a gray figure flashed past him.

Mihaila, who was wearing a Kiritsugu dancer's dress, also took out two daggers from under her clothes. They were like gray butterflies flying, and she chopped off a monster's head in an instant. The blood splashed to the sky.

It didn't stain his clothes either.

boom--

Almost simultaneously with the sound of the monster's head falling to the ground, a gunshot rang out.

The last monster's body erupted with huge blood flowers, and at the same time, a tunnel-like tunnel of flesh and blood opened from its back to the back of its head.

In fact, there was a soft sound behind Gwen.

snap——

With the sound of a pair of leather shoes hitting the ground behind her, the cursed blade, which was much lighter than the average person, also slowly fell to the ground - in her hand was the cursed gun that Gwen had in her hand when he first saw her. Kill.

saint.

This was the first time he had seen Curseblade actually fire with this gun.

power……

It's really extraordinary.

"Is it reinforcements?"

At this time, there were only three security guards left alive. One of them had lost his eyes. The upper half of his face was tied with a black cloth bandage, but a lot of blood flowed from underneath the bandage, passing through his face.

Judging from the blood stains, it should be that he may have lost his eyesight.

The other person has a very standard sidekick face, the kind of person who only yells "bastard" and "stop looking down on people" during a battle. To be honest, even if he survives, Gwen

He felt that death might find him soon.

The last person is the Source Power Messenger that Curse Blade is optimistic about.

He is young, and from the lower half of his face exposed by the mask, he can be seen to be a very handsome man.

"We are not reinforcements."

Cursed Blade threw aside the gun in his hand, put his hands on his sides, and walked slowly over. The cursed gun that fell on the ground slowly turned into source power and disappeared.

"We are just people who came here to attend a dance. Don't be nervous, don't panic, you are supposed to be the ones protecting us. Although the result was different from what you imagined, you survived."

She reached into her pocket, gently took out the membership card, and waved it in front of them.

Except for the security guard who couldn't see his membership card, the other two people showed a relaxed expression on their faces.

The Source Envoy smiled bitterly and said: "Sir, I'm sorry, as you can see, we can no longer host the dance here. You and these two... Well, Miss Kiritsugu, if you have nothing else to do, please go back.

, many people have already evacuated, and when tomorrow comes, we will apply to let the authorities handle this case of a devil and a demon summoning error."

"Maybe it will be back in operation in a week or two."

As he spoke, he waved his hands quickly: "It's not that we don't want to receive you, but because this matter is so sudden, we don't know why, suddenly something like this happened, but please invite guests

Don't worry, we have encountered similar accidents before, and I believe that the authorities with experience in handling them will be able to calm down the matter better this time."

Similar things have happened before...

This sentence shocked Gwen. She never thought that this Utopia is indeed a good place with simple folk customs. Such a serious accident has already happened once, and the authorities said they have better handling experience.

…

By his side, Cursed Blade was obviously used to the Utopian people's communication methods and simple folk customs.

He put on a very seductive smile. At the same time, his eyes were bright and full of energy and enthusiasm.

"I heard that the playwright Alice's book "Life and Its Numb Customs" is still in your theater, right?"

This kind of question may not be easy to answer, but facing the benefactor who saved his life, the young source of power had to look thoughtful.

Finally he gritted his teeth and said, "It is indeed still here."

His expression was a little hesitant, but the two colleagues beside him remained silent.

"According to convention, we cannot disclose this kind of thing to you, but this is the situation now, so there is no way."
To be continued...