Illimitable Until Death

“Boom...”

A little roar came from afar, causing Fiorette, who was setting boundaries in Bucharest, to raise her head and look at the source of the sound.

Into Fiorette's eyes is a wave of wind and sand running over the sky, and fluctuations in magic that only magicians can perceive.

“The battle has begun...!? ”

Fiorette manipulated the wheelchair when she was ready to rush over.

But Cajun stopped his lord.

“Wait!”

The wise man holding the bow and arrow emerged from the foggy particles and reported to Fiore with a serious expression.

“It wasn't Black Assassin who showed up, it was Red Berserker. ”

A thousand-mile curtain saw through the situation.

“Red Berserker? ”

Fiorette was surprised.

Berserker from the Red Square is in Bucharest?

“Is it true that Black Assassin's out of control is a part of the Red Square? ”

In response to Fiorette's question, Carol gave herself a guess.

“There is currently no way to determine whether this is a situation under the Red Square.” Caron looked at Fiore and said: "But in addition to Red Berserker, one or two hostile followers of the Red Square seem to be coming, Lord, we have to be careful. ”

Fiorette's eyes began to change.

Finally, Fiorette made up her mind.

“Anyway, let's go and support Mr. Fongley first.” Fiorette's face is tight, so to speak: "Red Berserker should be at war with our black Berserker, then the gentleman alone is exposed to the attack of Black Assassin, and if we don't go back in time to support him, we're afraid he'll be vicious. ”

Without knowing the strength of the square, Fiorette, this decision is quite correct.

And Karon gave his approval.

“I just looked a little bit and the east seemed to be foggy, which is obviously not quite normal. ”

Carol wanted to express what Fiorette naturally understood.

That is, the square is over there.

“Let's get over there. ”

Using the phrase Fiorette as an action, the two men began to head east.

……

“Beep...! ”

It's a shock-like tingle.

It feels like the cannon is in sulphuric acid.

Skin is being corroded.

Breathing is eroding.

Carrying a highly toxic fog, it invaded the cubic body from the nostrils, the mouth and even the skin in an attempt to swallow its guts.

That's the fog.

Ordinary people stay in this fog and die in minutes.

The magician stays in the mist, and that will continue to hurt.

Even an accessory, in this fog, can be degraded by an agility.

In the face of such a poisonous fog, the skin is also inevitably a little tingly.

But that's all.

“What? ”

A somewhat innocent surprise sounded from around.

“Not eaten by the fog? ”

Along with these words, the fog around them is somewhat disturbing.

Soon after, the enemy's skills suddenly reacted, causing him to turn around sharply.

“Psst! ”

The sharp object suddenly landed on the arm raised in the square.

That's a sharp blade.

The blade, like an arrow, plunged silently from the fog, stabbed the arm raised in the square, stirred the spark and was bounced off.

If the arm is not raised in the square, the target of the blade will be the back neck of the square.

That is undoubtedly harmful.

“Liar! ”

Once again, the sound of innocence comes out of the fog around us.

The sound was full of surprises.

The next second, the fog in front of the square shakes.

Lifting the curtain in the square, he looked over.

Only, there, a petite figure emerged slowly.

That's a little girl.

Young girls who appear to be only about twelve or three years old.

The girl had a short, messy silver hair, her eyes were the kind of ice blue as a knife blade, and she was wearing leather clothes, but she was quite exposed, giving off an atmosphere of agitation.

The girl also wears multiple sheaths on her waist.

In the sheath, a sharp blade is housed inside.

At this moment, this little girl looks at the square with a surprising look.

“He's not a magician, but he won't be eaten by the fog. He can still stop me from attacking him. Who is he? ”

The girl asks curiously like this.

Childish voices, distractions cannot help but converge autonomously.

However, that reaction was fatal.

Because, at the moment when her heart disappears, the young girl will not hesitate to rush in, slit her throat, dig out her heart, and brutally kill the life she sees in front of her eyes.

Black Assassin.

His real name is Jack the Ripper.

That was two months after 31 August 1888, when at least five murderers were killed.

All of the victims were women.

Moreover, pieces of women's organs were mailed to newspapers, accompanied by signed letters announcing the existence of murderers to the world without any hesitation.

As a result, Jack the Ripper is known as the nose ancestor of theatrical crime and the world's most well-known hunter-killer.

Perhaps killing five murderers alone is not great, let alone that high profile, enough to make it an accomplice to all kinds of heroes.

However, the case committed by Jack the Ripper was pending without any conclusive evidence other than the corpse.

Coupled with the fact that no one was able to determine the race and gender of Jack the Ripper, the murderer was overshadowed by mysteries, the murderer became an unknown figure.

So Jack the Ripper became a modern follower.

Its true face is not a hero with a history of green, but a presence similar to that of legendary monsters, demons and demons.

Now, this presence appears in front of the square.

There is only one thing that concerns the party.

That is, apart from the moment Jack the Ripper launched his attack, he was completely unable to see where he was.

Lv.3's knockout skills have greatly diminished their effectiveness.

“Is this Assassin's breath blocking? ”

She looked at the girl in front of her.

Words, just one sentence.

“Sure, it's better to get rid of you first. ”

The proclamation of tranquillity emerged from the mouth of the square.

Let a young girl named Jack the Ripper smile on her childish face.

With this cheerful smile, Jack the Ripper said the same thing.

“That's not gonna work? ”

Jack the Ripper's smile became dangerous.

“The one to be solved should be the big brother. ”

Leaving such words behind, Jack the Ripper disappeared into the eyes of the formula and blended into the fog.

The breath, completely gone.