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The Queen is covered in Blood
The elite guards looked as if a heavy weight had been lifted off their shoulders, while Slyfox and Mad Dog showed incredible vigilance. Did he finally come out? If so .. then it is time for this battle to end.
The mysterious man's gaze slightly flickered. He didn't look surprised, just cautious. He chuckled, then said, "You're really calm, can wait so long before coming out."
Cloudhawk did not know why everyone had such a strange expression on their faces. Just as he was perplexed by this question .. A figure suddenly, slowly emerged from the heart of the outpost.
This figure was wearing a ferocious demon mask. The perfectly straight black hair flowed down his back like a waterfall, and his voice sounded hoarse and raspy, almost as if several different voices were joined together, it is difficult for others to distinguish their gender from their voice. However, judging from her silhouette she was definitely a woman, and someone with an extraordinary figure at that.
Even though he was wearing a loose long robe, everyone could still vaguely see the leather clothes he was wearing under the robe. No one knows what type of skin it is, but it is definitely not ordinary skin. Leather clothing covered almost every part of her entire body, including her sturdy and round back, her long and slender legs, and her large, bulky chest. It could be said that her leather clothes that fit her body shape made her perfect body and the curves of her feminine body look completely.
This woman did not carry any weapons, did not hold a sword, knife, axe, or stick. He also did not use long-range weaponry such as weapons or bows. He was wearing a pair of very beautiful gloves in his hands that looked like they were made of dark golden silk. The glove was encrusted with something that looked like a gemstone. In addition, she also wore a snow-white cross around her neck that looked like a decorative necklace.
Although no one could see what he looked like or how old he was, an aura of coldness, arrogance, and skill radiated from him in waves. When he entered the line of defenders, not a single person dared to stand nearby, not even Slyfox and the other elites.
Cloudhawk couldn't help but ask, "Who is this?"
“Shut up, Son! Don't ask now.” Slyfox gave him a sharp look. “Be a good boy, sit down, and watch the show!”
The sweeper leader started laughing. “Commander of Blackflag outpost, Bloodied Queen.
The Queen in Blood? Post commander? Cloudhawk finally remembered that the outpost had a leader! He had been told about him on the first day he arrived, but this leader was so mysterious and humble that in the past month and a half, Cloudhawk had not even heard a story about him, nor did he even hear a story about him, especially meeting him.
This doesn't make any sense. What took him so long? Why was he waiting for the outpost to be beaten into such a bad state before he showed up?
The mysterious and powerful sweeper battalion leader licked his lips, his tongue long and slender. He could not hide the frenzied look of lust in his eyes, and he could not maintain his calm demeanor before. He was like a hunter who, after experiencing countless tribulations, had finally found his prey ... or perhaps he was a treasure seeker who finally found a great treasury after sailing through the seas and climbing mountains. Excitement, excitement, nervousness, and other emotions filled his chest, causing his body to start shaking. "Once I kill you, I'll take control of this outpost."
The Bloodstained Queen's face was covered with that terrifying mask, preventing anyone from seeing the emotions on her face. However, both of his eyes glittered behind the mask with a gaze as sharp as a sword and even more piercing into view than the rays of the rising sun.
“No need to pretend in front of me.” The Blood-stained Queen's hoarse voice sounded like shards of glass, but a hint of anger could be heard within the sinister chill. The anger did not seem like a blazing fire; instead, it was like embers that had long fused into his soul and became a part of him. “I know who you are, and I know why you came here. I also know who's standing behind you. So ... let's cut the crap. I'll give you a chance. Come to me."
The mysterious man's face stiffened for a moment, but then the expression of wild excitement once again appeared in his eyes. "good. Goody! Then I will see for myself how powerful the people who came from that place are!”
The mysterious man, however, was in no hurry to attack. Instead, he beckoned with his hand. The biggest and most muscular maneater acknowledged his orders, then exploded like a ferocious beast that had just been released from its shackles! The maneater ran forward, his heavy footsteps hitting the ground. The great warhammer maneater was covered with the deep red blood of the countless post guards he had killed, and he dealt a huge blow straight to the Queen.
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The earth itself shook, and a dust storm appeared! From afar, Cloudhawk could see the warhammer miss and instead attack the earth. Somehow, that brutal and savage attack completely missed its target. Wh why? Hows it? Did the maneater go blind? Of course not!
The Queen casually stepped forward, past the heavy hammer of war. His movements seemed slow, but in reality he was very fast. The maneater did not even have the chance to lift the warhammer a second time before he stood right in front of him. He gently placed his right hand on the heavy cuirass that covered the maneater's thick chest, and he caressed it lovingly as if he was petting a cat.
A vibration suddenly materialized! Cloudhawk was completely shocked by what he saw. He could clearly feel a strange twang sensation, almost like a plucked guitar string, appearing before him once again. He instantly turned to stare at the source of the sensation.only to discover that it was actually from the Queen's black glove!
His eyes, his nose, his mouth, his ears ..Even the cracks of his helmet suddenly emitted fiery hot plumes. Heartbeats then, the maneater's huge body was suddenly engulfed by an absolutely beautiful flame that appeared out of nowhere. The extremely high temperature caused even his armor to glow red! The maneater's body was charred to a crisp black in just a few moments, causing a sickening smell of burnt flesh to come out from it.
Thump! The flame disappeared as quickly as it appeared. By the time the maneater collapsed, his entire body had been charred. His armor was still burning red and started to melt into the ground, causing a series of hissing and crackling sounds to be heard.
Whatisthis? Some kind of supernatural power?
Everyone watched with tongue-tied expressions on their faces. It was as if they had seen a tiger attacking a mouse, it was just that the mouse suddenly turned around and swallowed the tiger whole.
Despite the high temperature in the surrounding area, the Bloodstained Queen was in clean condition; not even a single hair on her head had been signed off. From start to finish, he did not even glance at the maneater. His eyes behind his mask were even colder than ice as he swept his gaze over the other sweepers, seemingly piercing them with his eyes. There was fear on the faces of the sweepers, and they all took a few steps back.
The mysterious man looked trembling as a slightly frightened expression appeared on his face. However, the excited look in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest. He threw away one of the long knives he was holding, only to take a two-handed grip with the other. “So you really came from that place. Is this the power you brought from there to the wastelands ”
The voice of the Bloodstained Queen was hoarse and as cold as ever. “You don't deserve to know the answer to that question. My patience has its limits. Make your change."
The mysterious man knew that the difference in strength between the two of them was huge. He'll only have one chance. Just one! And he only had it because the Bloodstained Queen had chosen to give it to him, most likely because she hated him so much. Even though he clearly knew how frightening he was, he still wanted to give it a try .. because he wanted to test that unimaginable power head-on!
He suddenly moved, his accumulated strength sending him forward like an arrow coming out of a bow. He moved much faster than before, and even his long blade seemed to tremble with anticipation, as if it could feel the determination and killing intent of its master. He was not tall, nor was he too muscular, but when he charged forward, he was like a huge giant carrying an irresistible and inexhaustible power. This aura alone was enough to frighten one of the powerful experts present, making it difficult for them to even think of trying to execute this attack head-on.
Ten more meters!
The mysterious man's face became increasingly raging. It was as if the entire world had vanished, with only the masked woman remaining. He seemed to have focused all of his thoughts, all of his energy on the unmoving woman, like this statue. Each of his blood cells bellowed furiously, as if many ferocious beasts were rampaging in his veins, shouting to be released!
Five meters. Four meters. Three meters. Two meters!
When his speed reached its maximum limit, he suddenly flexed his legs. Every cell in his body trembled, and every muscle contracted. He gathered all the strength and strength he had in his body, including his legs, calves, thighs, chest, arms, and wrists ... then focusing everything on the tip of his knife as he sent him cutting down .
It is no longer the man who deals the blow. This was a flying blade that had a human attached to it! The man is a high-class control metahuman. In order to make his knife faster, sharper, and stronger, he had caused every single cell in his body to surpass their normal limits, force each muscle to release every piece of strength they have without holding anything back.
This is no ordinary strike. Absolutely everything had been poured into it; its strength, its momentum, its mental focus, its determination! The man had no other thoughts in his mind. She was like a dancer who was fascinated by her own dance, losing herself in it as she took out her mind and soul, then fused it into this punch.
No one can stop the knife. Even steel would be cut like mud! The man could almost smell the scent
intoxicating from the blood of the woman that gushed out from her body and splashed on it, bathed it with its warmth like sunlight.
The Queen finally made a move, and the flashing and dazzling man's blade suddenly stopped in midair.
The knife could have pierced through steel like butter, but it was actually blocked by one graceful hand. Or, to be exact, the five long fingers on the hand were attached to the blade. The part of the blade that came into contact with the glove instantly began to glow red from the heat, and even a few wisps of white smoke were seen emerging from it.
