Extraordinary Sailing

As with many evil-oriented extraordinary professions, the inauguration of the "Scarlet Archer" is absolutely unacceptable to the civilized world.

By holding a vicious sacrificial ceremony, sacrificing intelligent life (mostly referring to humans) to summon monsters in the lower world, and then taking the blood of monsters to meet the prerequisites for inauguration.

This alone is complete evil!

After the extraordinary awakening is successfully transformed, the incumbent's hands will turn scarlet in battle, and his flexibility and strength will greatly increase.

While his physique is comparable to that of a low-level knight, he can also obtain an extraordinary power called "scarlet aura". It is very suitable for using medium-range weapons such as throwing knives and muskets, which is why this class is named "Scarlet Shooter".

This time, the man in the windbreaker was sent out to collect children with unique aptitudes for the purpose of organizing the next sacrificial ceremony.

In other words, the same kind they collect are sacrifices to monsters, and they are a hundred times more evil than human traffickers who separate their flesh and blood! !

However, this kind of road that can quickly form combat power seems to be much stronger than ordinary knights. Only the second-level official extraordinary level can obtain the dominant extraordinary power that the knight road can only obtain when the third-level great knight.

But while power is easy to come by, the risk of losing control has also increased to a terrible level, accompanied by major hidden dangers such as normalized desire amplification and extremely high death rate!

Coupled with the need to continue to commit crimes and collect the negative emotions of the victims to obtain the limit of progress, this profession not only endows the incumbent with great power, but also makes them feel like they are walking on a tightrope at any time. If they are not careful, they will fall out of control and fall. into the abyss.

"wheeze"

After a long battle, with the continuous use of the "scarlet aura", the blood of monsters in his body became more active, the man in the windbreaker began to lose his sanity rapidly, and his negative emotions were infinitely magnified.

He understood that even though the battle situation was still at a stalemate, and he even had the upper hand on the surface, his strongest moves did not pose a fatal threat to this young man. When his throwing knives were exhausted, he must be the one who died last!

"Don't you want to save people, then let you save them!" The man in the windbreaker was behaving like a coward, I feel bad, and you don't even want to be a hero.

Whoosh—

The next throwing knife shot out.

The target was not Aiwen, but flew towards the last living person in the field, the skinny girl who was still tied to the ground and wriggled like a bug trying to escape.

The girl, lying on the ground with her back to the battlefield, wriggled, hadn't realized that a deadly flying knife was flying towards her, and with her ordinary physique, there was absolutely no chance of her surviving a flying knife.

Seeing that tragedy is about to be staged.

clang--

A long metallic tremolo sounded not far behind the girl.

Her body froze, the girl twisted her body and looked back with difficulty.

Under the moonlight, a not particularly tall but extremely stalwart figure stood behind him with his long sword held high. A flying knife was bounced high by the blade and landed not far from him. The sharp point of the knife burrowed into the soil and disappeared.

This scene of the silhouette under the moonlight was branded into the girl's heart, and she could never forget it in her whole life.

"Hehe" Looking at the man in the windbreaker who had turned and fled after sending out the throwing knife, Ai Wen sneered twice.

He had known for a long time that the lower limit of these scumbags should not be underestimated. While chasing them constantly, he was always paying attention to the girl who was left in place.

Ai Wen has no doubt that if the man in the windbreaker had known his true strength a long time ago, he would never have hesitated to take the girl hostage immediately.

I am not a Citigroup policeman, so I can make a coquettish operation of killing hostages and kidnappers at the same time!

At that time, the scene will definitely be very ugly. Fortunately, the man in the windbreaker's underestimation of the enemy gave him a chance, at least the "hostage" is safe now.

With a thought, two large frigate birds with black feathers and red bellies with a wingspan of more than three meters in the night sky landed on the walls on both sides of the alley.

"Stay here and wait for me to come back, don't run around." Ivan swung his sword to cut off the rope on the girl's body, and Ai Wen ordered.

call out--

With his feet on the ground, Aiwen has turned into an afterimage like a cheetah, chasing after the man in the windbreaker in the direction where he is fleeing.

The girl was left alone guarding the two slowly stiff corpses on the ground, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

"Qa Xia"

Alone in the night, coupled with the occasional chirping of two big black birds, the girl crouched on the ground with her numb shoulders in her arms, feeling extraordinarily cold.

With the seabird scouts following him all the way, Aiwen wasn't worried about losing the man in the windbreaker at all.

He leaped and galloped over the walls and roofs, and soon caught the tail of the man in the windbreaker again under the guidance of the seabirds.

It's a pity that the place where the warehouse was just now was already at the junction of the poor area and the commercial area, and he slipped into the commercial area after only a short delay.

Unlike the slums that were already empty at night, the business district is still brightly lit.

Seeing the man in the windbreaker get in through the back door of a bar, Ai Wen's face was slightly ugly.

This bar is clearly the hidden stronghold of the "Blood Hand Gang".

At this time, many people are still lingering in the golden caves of pubs, nightclubs, and pink places. Forget it in the slums, if you openly kill people in this kind of place, even if Aiwen has the status of an officer, it is impossible to be exempt from guilt.

This is also when the man in the windbreaker chose the trading location, he had been preparing for a quick escape in the event of an accident.

However, Ivan is not ready to give up.

From what the coachman Hoyle heard and what he saw with his own eyes, the disappearance of children in the slums has obviously continued for a while, and the number of victims cannot be too small, which has already made the officials aware of the abnormality.

It is conceivable that if this situation is allowed to continue, it is unknown how many innocent children will become victims in the future.

And judging from the ability of the man in the windbreaker, the core members are probably all superhumans. Even if ordinary city guards see their trading scene, they can't do anything to them at all.

Aiwen doesn't think he is a saint, but he can never ignore this tragedy when he has the ability.

Let the seabirds continue to monitor here, Aiwen decided to do the aftermath well first.

After a while, he returned to the warehouse where he had previously traded.

Although she was still in shock, the skinny little girl listened to Ai Wen's words and stayed here. Seeing Ai Wen come back, his eyes instantly showed a look of surprise.

"Son, where is your home? I'll have someone take you back." Although Aiwen was not very old, it didn't prevent him from calling this malnourished and thin girl a child.

"My home is at Mogg Farm, thank you for saving me, big brother!" It may be because of the experience just now that the girl's voice has a little more attachment and admiration for Ivan.

After all, what girl doesn't dream of a prince charming who saves herself from suffering?

Aiwen, who was in a hurry to go back to "clean up the trash", didn't pay attention to the girl's tone.

"You're welcome, hold on to me."

Aiwen nodded, bent down and picked her up, and rushed towards the road running through the civilian area like lightning.

His carriage is still waiting there.

As for the two corpses on the ground, they were naturally left to the city guards to deal with. Ai Wen was convinced that it was impossible to find his head with a sword mark on it.

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