At the center of the disaster, at the Weiming Church, Amelia sent Sarna away, was cleaning up the mess and gathering her subordinates. Before the government arrived, she left this bloody city. This battle was a black bloody night for the black party on the deserted island. Even the top leaders were hit hard, let alone the subordinates below.

On this side, Amelia was in a state of worry about counting the number of casualties and equipment losses, but Lei hurriedly ran over. She was panting but whispering something to Amelia.

"Alice is gone, and she believes that the godfather's behavior of killing innocent people does not match her original intention."

Amelia licked her lips and said, "She knows too much."

A hint of dimness flashed in Lei's eyes. After all, he was a comrade-in-arms fighting side by side, but the elder's words had already defined this matter, and she could only pray silently for the woman.

For the high-quality mercenary, Lei quickly adjusted her mindset. She raised her hand and made a beheading posture, and said softly, "I have sent someone to follow her, do you need it..."

"No, your people can't deal with her, I have to come in person." Amelia shook her head, she raised her eyes gently and looked into the distance. Under the sunlight, the fangs flashed at the corner of her mouth, and a hint of cold air appeared.

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In the golden waves of wheat, the villa is like islands wandering in the ocean, standing firm.

On the second floor of the open air, Dismusk, who was still tired last night, looked energetic in the dress of a woman. He wore a gray and white casual outfit, with a dark cardigan, a blue collar and a black high-top leather shoes. At this moment, he was sitting in front of the Yamaha piano, playing the moonlight song of the classical Vienna school.

The agility of the song is like the breaking waves of a spring, rippling wave after wave, and like the sound of dripping water passing through a stone, embedded drop by drop in the surging surging spring water.

"Bang!" The lazy woman who bought it later kicked forward and just kicked the man in the back.

Behind the piano is a set of red leather sofas, with a lazy "Persian long-haired cat" lying on it. The burgundy hair floats scattered on the shoulders, back, and the hair on the forehead flutters without wind. Under the big white shirt, a pair of fair legs are exposed, and one foot is still hanging on the man's back, and the burgundy toe oil exudes a different throbbing.

"Your heart is confused, won't it be better to calm down?" the woman said lazily.

"I have a lot to do?" The man stopped the movement in his hand and whispered.

The woman had no words, just scratched her hair on her forehead, and then gently climbed up until she climbed onto the man's back, hung it behind the man, exhaling in her ear, "I won't help you like this next time."

The man licked his lips, and his anxiety became a little more irritable. He looked up at the sky. The sunset was setting, and another beautiful day was another. He suddenly reached out and grabbed it back, but he threw himself into a flash and looked back.

"Haha..." The woman smiled lazyly, but she set a safe distance away from him, spread it on the sofa, nodded and rested on her arm, and said, "Then you don't do what you should do."

"Dead fairy..."

The man pursed his lips, gave a harsh word, and left with the woman's laughter.

When the man left for a long time, the woman's face gradually became serious, and her lazy aura was replaced by Leng Yan. She slowly stood up, a trace of blood red appeared on the corner of her mouth, and was gently wiped off by her movements. She put on her clothes, looked up at the sun down the mountain, and showed a charming smile. At this time, she was the wild thunder and lightning Shermei.

Hearing the sound of the stairs and the familiar atmosphere, the game duo, who had been working all night long, finally stopped their hands and looked up together, and their eyes fixed on the beauty downstairs.

"Last night, I saw that lightning bolt." Chris took the lead in breaking the tranquility and said happily.

Shermei stopped and stood on the stairs like this, looking through her hair in the direction where the sound came.

"You chose him after all, and even gave him lightning." The angry words of Qiya Society contained countless complex emotions.

Shermei raised her head, her hair fluttered, revealing her empty bloody eyes (the curse of the big snake), and explained to the dry earth, "My main snake system has long collapsed, and the fate of thousands of years should end. When we get the first drop of blood in our hands, we already understand that the bright red in front of us is our future. I think this kind of enlightenment, I have, and you have it too."

Heavy words pierced Chris I's cynical expression. He lowered his eyes and said softly, "I thought this was another period of reincarnation that I could not get rid of. Every time I wanted to forget the pain in my memory for a lifetime, I didn't expect it to be deeper and deeper every time."

"Xi Chu Storm chose Saga, and Mai Zhuo and Weiss also chased their choice, and never regretted it. Gadell was the first person to embark on this path of liberation. He wrote a bad start with blood. Ryuji Yamazaki was even a self-deceiving guy, thinking that he could avoid the fate of a thousand years of cycling. Now you! Wild Thunder and Lightning. He also made such an identical and miserable choice. Maybe this life is the final ending. Heheha, to be honest, I am not ready yet." At some point, tears were flowing across the innocent and evil face of the child.

The dry earth turned its head away, and the blood and tears left its marks, saying, "The changes of the times made me unable to defend myself. Sure enough, the feelings of sharing weal and woe - this kind of thing cannot withstand the passing of time, let alone the master and servant for thousands of years."

The evening is coming and the night is hazy.

The Einzberen family, the castle on the deserted island, lost the shelter of the barrier, and the pictures of the forest outside began to undergo desolate changes. It was not until the arrival of the man that the desertification was stopped.

Dismusk returned to the castle, but he did not expect that in addition to the black party led by Amelia, the old subordinate of the Shenwei Prison, Mesdi, the Lizard, who had not left yet, came to the nest of his own deserted island.

I had known that the black party would be exposed to the holy land, but I didn’t expect it to come so quickly and so naturally.

Dismusk waved his hand and called Mesdi in front of him, and ordered, "You go to Europe yourself and disappear the Einzberen family from this planet."

My beloved son can be forgiven, but there must be a target for his anger. Deceiving Alice Phil is the little holy grail, there must be someone who has to pay a price and a bloody price.

Mesdie followed the sound and Dismusk entered the castle. The protection inside was still very good. There were elites from the black party and the original nuns of the castle. However, throughout the journey, he never saw the person he wanted to meet. His daughter, Elyasfil von Einzberen, or should be called Elyas von Heinstein in the future, because the Einzberen family has become history.

"The little master is in the big bedroom." When I heard the strings, I knew the elegant meaning. Amelia's skills in comprehension of the master's thoughts were actually practiced as pure as fire.

Dismusk reached out to push the door and pushed it in, but suddenly, he stopped again and knocked on the door.

"Dongdongdongdong..."

After a long time, no echo.

Dismusk frowned slightly, he could feel the heavy breath of the villain inside, and there seemed to be a hint of resentment...

Dismusk stumbled for a moment, raised his hand and knocked on the door again.

A hint of impatient voice came from inside, "I know it's you, Dismusk, you betrayed your mother, you return your mother to me."

This betrayal made Dismusk feel weak, and this word is used very appropriately.

"Ilia, mom will be back," Dismusk said softly with his fist that was knocking on the door tightly.

"You lied to others! You abandoned her, you betrayed her, I dreamed that my mother merged into the Holy Grail!" A cry came from inside.

Dismusk's eyes twitched and he said angrily, "Damn the Holy Grail!"

Suddenly, his heart moved and slowly looked back. A cold breath came to his face outside the door. Dismusk's face changed. This mysterious and powerful small universe is really chilling, it's really cold...

He ordered everyone to abide by his duties and focused on Amelia's efforts to coax the children.

The castle gate opened, the cold wind whistled and the cold thrust, and Dismusk walked out in the wind with his head raised.

Outside, there was snow falling. Even if the moonlight was covered, it could not hide the wind and snow. A figure that was stroking like a swaying figure stood on the branches of the white tree trunk, the moonlight phantom, and the exquisite curves.

But it has an unconcealed cold air and a vigorous and burning small universe.
Chapter completed!