As he blurted out his mouth for help, Xiziyue suddenly heard the devil's laughter, like a cool wind pouring into the gap, making people feel cold on their backs.

It really works. In this dream Nibelun root, you can really call for help from him!

As if obeying her call, a shiny weapon suddenly slid from the distance of the deck, as if someone threw it over as a bowling ball.

Xiziyue subconsciously excited, stretched out her hand and held it in one hand!

It turned out to be a silver musket, with complex carvings flowing on both sides of the musket, and the crimson gems were like the angry eyes of this weapon.

Where did this gun come from? Xiziyue has no time to care about this problem.

The moment before the witch dagger fell, Xiziyue shot.

The trigger was pulled, and the red lotus-like bullets were spit out of the barrel, and the orange flames polished the night and the rain.

The first shot hit the witch in the chest, and her whole body leaned back due to the power of the shot, the white bandage broke and scarlet spread.

Xiziyue immediately pulled away from the other party, held the musket tightly with both hands, and used a profile to lock the witch's movement trajectory.

In the second shot, Xiziyue hit the opponent accurately again, and the bullet was embedded in the witch's shoulder blade, and this time there was a sound of bone shattering.

Then there was the third and fourth shots. Xiziyue emptyed her brain and continued to shoot. This feeling seemed like she was back to her first time entering Kassel Academy and hit Lu Mingze's dog head with ppk.

Sure enough, when both parties' physical fitness is greatly reduced, hot weapons should be used to solve the problem.

The gunshots thunder were shaking again and again, and the ballistics penetrated the rain screen. The witch shrouded under the death-like shawl continued to twist, like a giant python was nailed to the cross by one iron cone after another.

The entire magazine was empty, and the trigger made an empty running sound. I think this musket should not be produced by the equipment department, so Xiziyue didn't throw it as a grenade.

After the last gunshot, the sea seemed to usher in tranquility. The heavy rain turned into drizzle, the waves no longer rolled, and the silent silence came between the two, and no one dared to act rashly.

Both sides are already dying.

Xiziyue couldn't count how many wounds she had on her body. Every time she shot, her strong recoil almost made her faint, but fortunately her opponent's condition was even worse.

After a long silence, the witch let go of her confrontation and slowly retreated to the edge of the deck with shocking blood marks, as if the king before his death had chosen to sit back to the throne and die decently.

Although she looks so weak, she still maintains the dignity of the Dragon King, making people afraid to step forward and give her the last blow.

With the blessing of the profile, Xizi Yue's bullets were shot without any flaws, and each ballistic hit the opponent's limbs accurately, and two bullets even hit the head, but even so, the witch was not killed.

Under the breach of the bullet, her bandages also fell a lot, revealing her exotic brown skin, which also had mysterious and strange religious symbols on it, such as pagan sacrifices.

Her hair was also leaking from her hood, which was black... not Eastern black hair, but Latin black. I think her human form should also be very gorgeous, worthy of the witch, the name of the country and the people.

Really like an ordinary human.

"Lilith, tell me where your true body is." Nishiziyue tried to call the other party's name.

She threw away the one-handed short-barreled musket, took off a long-barreled gun hanging on the wall, held it, and slowly approached the dying Dragon King.

The reason why she asked this question was to confirm that even if she killed the other party here, it would most likely not affect her who was really there.

"We may see you again soon." The witch said in a muddy and hoarse voice.

"Okay, goodbye." Xiziyue loaded the trigger without any room for discussion and pulled the trigger again.

The bursting spark flashed past, far exceeding the power of the short-barrel musket burst out, and the shotgun filled with gunpowder covered the dying witch, and the heavy hammer of judgment ushered in the final blow!

She fell from the edge of the deck, like a cross that fell into the abyss, and made a thump in the sea.

Xiziyue also fell to the ground like a piece of paper under the recoil of this shot, her face getting paler and her body temperature getting lower and lower.

If it was under normal circumstances, there was such a dying dragon king in front of her, she would of course be happy to have a good chat with the other party, but now she is almost dead. If she just talks like this, she may not have the strength to pull the last trigger.

The scene in front of her began to blur, with storms, sea, cruise ships, cities, colors scattered and peeled off, and the sound from the real world gradually came into her ears.

"Hey! Xiziyue, where are you?" Charlotte shouted.

"I'm..." Xiziyue opened her weak eyes and wanted to reach out to the place where the sound came.

I couldn't see my five fingers.

She could feel that she was still lying on the bed under the cabin, but she couldn't see her five fingers. There was milky white fog everywhere, like flowing mercury... Yes, this was really the poisonous fog of mercury.

Like the history told by Angers, Lilith's dream assassination was accompanied by a large explosion of mercury poisonous fog, and the legend is becoming a reality step by step.

Charlotte, wearing a gas mask, rushed in, carried her up, then rushed out of the door, and came to the corridor. Another gas mask was put on her head, and a group of people leaned towards a safe place.

"Wait! Junior sister! Why are you covered in blood?" Grel was also among the crowd. He was shocked when he found Xiziyue covered in blood. "Are you here for your aunt?"

"Stop! Now is not the time to speak bad things!" Charlotte immediately shouted.

After returning to reality, the powerful bloodline advantage began to play a role, and Xiziyue's nerves gradually came to see the current situation clearly.

She is indeed covered in blood now, with wounds everywhere, and there are strange symbols around each wound, which is like a curse in a nightmare.

Just like what Xiziyue thought, any wounds left by that dagger will eventually be passed on to reality through these alchemy-like imprints. After all, dreams are really just dreams, and they must be connected with media.

"Drink this." After sending Xiziyue to the infirmary, Ai Rii touched a cup of hot stuff from somewhere and came out to her.

"Is this?" Charlotte showed a vigilant expression, thinking that this thing looks like a drink that has nothing to do with treatment.

"Brown sugar water." Erie said, "Every time I come to that, I will drink it."

She obviously believed Greer's bad words just now, and immediately touched her small backpack to see if there were any things like brown sugar water... It turned out to be true. I think my brother was meticulous in thinking and planning, and was worried that she would be freezing in this bitter and cold place, so she stuffed the brown sugar water into her bag in advance to take care of the emergencies.

"Wait! Wait! Although this thing does have the effect of replenishing blood, it is not used to replenish it like this!" Charlotte was shocked, her painting style was deformed, and she complained that she was unable to complain. "Besides, how many bags of brown sugar water should be drunk to make up for so much blood that is missing! This is too crazy!"

"Then I'll add a little more..." Huili only heard the second half of the sentence.

"No, no, this is not a matter of dosage! It adds more, and it will only make the more greasy the more you drink it!"

"Speaking of this, I really haven't drunk brown sugar water. When I come to my aunt, I usually use ice cola or ice cream to divert my attention." Grell said seriously.

Xiziyue lay on the first aid bed, frowned and listened to the untimely and unpleasant conversations of these guys.

She always felt that with the unreliability of this group of people, if she accidentally fell and was deceived one day, the first reaction of these people would definitely not be to comfort her, but to consult her carefully and feel happy if she had a shot.

The vice principal's anxious voice came from the radio: "Xiziyue! What happened to you?"

"It's a long story, but it's safe now," said Nishiziyue.
Chapter completed!