Illimitable Until Death

Atmosphere, winding like a storm.

On the ground, which became a mess, it seemed as if the knife had been inserted into the sheath, and the hand was placed on the handle of an evil knife, and a knight's trench coat gradually subsided in the hunting sounds.

In front of it, a deep trench sits, as if it were an abyss, striking.

If we hadn't just adjusted the force to the top and let the knife go up when it fell on Regulus, the blade of seven nights would have split the entire Watergate City directly into two, right?

By then, the water gates around the city will be cut off, and the lake outside the city will be filled in so that everyone in the city can sink into the bottom of the lake.

This is the problem that will arise if an inadvertent statement is just made in the square.

Fortunately, there were only two people present who understood that.

One is Sylvia.

One is Beatrice.

“… still so messy. ”

“… too messy. ”

The two young girls made this assessment at the same time, with a slight helplessness on their faces.

Only in the square, his eyebrows wrinkled deeply, lowered his head and looked at his hands.

That hand, shaking because it was used in the square for seven nights.

Painful, also roaming amongst the flesh.

This symptom tells Fong Li that his hand has stopped moving for a short time.

That's the price of using a dead seven nights.

Moreover, it is far more costly than before.

After all, as the strength of the square increases, so does the power of seven nights of extreme death.

In the past, seven nights of extreme death was a hundred times faster than a must-kill, and now it's 300 times faster than that.

Such a terrible speed is naturally a much more terrible force.

With such force, cutting the entire watergate city with one knife is absolutely no problem.

And the more powerful it is, the more burdensome it naturally is.

Even the properties in the square are improving, and the burden can be borne more. Unless the power of the square is depressed for seven nights, there will be a burden if all efforts are made.

In exchange for such a price, it seems that even Reinhardt will not escape, let alone the rest of us.

In fact, the square did cut Regulus.

Just...

“Why don't you feel it? ”

It was cut, but it didn't feel like it.

This deeply wrinkles the eyebrows in the square.

“Can that guy take me to the last seven nights? ”

The square raised its head and looked over the sky.

Looking at this, Sylvia, held by Beatrice, seemed to know what he was thinking, stood up, even when he was going to say something to each other.

As a result, this intention has not materialized.

Because, before Sylvia was ready to make a sound, a voice intervened.

“Oops, something interesting seems to have happened. ”

It's a sound over the entire Watergate City.

The voice was very high and filled with joy and relaxation, as if it were a little girl enjoying the festival, laughing over the Watergate City.

“Is this...? ”

Sylvia gave Beatrice a surprising look at the same time.

The square also returned to God, slightly flashed.

And in this Watergate city, in every corner, the atmosphere of confusion and disturbance is beginning to emerge.

Obviously, that voice was heard throughout the city.

“Oh, I think I forgot to introduce myself, so...”

The owner of the sound shows a joyful laugh in a playful manner.

This is what it calls introducing itself.

“Slag people! How are you? ”

The high voices of irony and ridicule drilled the tympanic membrane of all in the worst possible way, as if they were intended to trample on the dignity and existence of others.

That's profoundly disgusting to everyone, both in the way they speak and in what they say.

“What, this stupid voice...”

Beatrice spoke like a fire.

Even Fong Li and Sylvia sank their faces, but they didn't say anything and continued listening.

In such a case, the other party makes another sound.

“Believe that there should already be a lot of slag meat wondering, who is this beautiful girl's voice that suddenly sounds from her ears, even someone may not stop loving Miss Ben's voice, make Miss Ben feel nauseous and vomit just think about it, but even as a slag meat, you can still give this level of welfare, so please don't blame Miss Ben, remember to thank Miss Ben for her tolerance and generosity in your heart! ”

Malicious voices spread throughout the city.

“So let's get down to business together! ”

The owner of the sound made such a mockery of the announcement.

“First of all, I must tell you, as scum, that this city has been occupied by us. Congratulations, all of it… all of it has become our toys! Ha-ha-ha! ”

With enough angry laughter, the master of the voice, like all life in the world, gave such a verdict.

“Now, in every corner of the city, there should be our... companions? accomplice?... Forget it, it doesn't matter. Anyway, someone who comes here to play like me is grunting. It's a surprise to a lot of people, right? ”

“Wonder if you'll be happy with our gift? Sure it will, won't it? Because it's a rare entertainment for a bunch of meat! ”

“You may not understand the true meaning of Miss Ben's precious words, it's just a bunch of incompetent idiots who think only of the slag chunks to mate whenever they have time, but it's okay, you just know that once we're in a bad mood, we'll take off your bad heads and shake, or you can come and play with us! ”

“Anyway, you desperately show your ugly expression, call until you die, and remember to be sorry for your loss. After all, you are just a bunch of worthless meat, annoying worms. No matter how hard you try, you are just futile. Try to bring us some fun! ”

“By the way, our stronghold is the four control towers that can operate the city's waterways. If we want, we can always open the water doors and let the water come in and drown you all like marinated meat! ”

“So you don't have a choice? Just be honest and be our toy! Ha-ha-ha! ”

That's how the high laughter travels to the entire Watergate City.

Spin, pleasant, happy, exhilarating to make a true introduction.

“I am the archbishop of witchcraft and master of the" lust "corner - Capella-Emerada Rugnica! ”

“Let's dance together! Sludge! ”

“Ha-ha-ha! ”

Speaking of which, the high laughter stopped.

The silence of repression spread throughout the Watergate City.

“What the hell...”

“It sucks...”

Sylvia's and Beatrice's expressions are getting a little ugly.

The eyes in the square also began to flash slightly.

Looks like there's no peace today.