Dream Hunting Game Chapter 44: Gloomy trap

The smile under the red-haired mask seemed to be almost unstoppable.

And the woman who couldn't get rid of it after just a glance in his mind was in the square not far from him at this time, and he could almost smell the body fragrance wafting in the air.

He couldn't wait to press this woman down hard, ravaging him crazily!

Just a little bit... just a little bit...

His body was trembling, so much so that the Dao hanging around his waist trembled up and down with the rhythm of his body, as if it represented joy.

Knife, a kind of oriental weapon, is a weapon chosen by a few hunters. As an unconventional hunter weapon, it still has excellent performance. Even if the blade formed by multiple forgings is used to kill 50 people in a row, it will not happen. Roll over.

Coupled with the excellent level of double bonus of strength and technology, it has to be said that it is a unique killing weapon.

Hongmao walked slowly, but the "Black Star" beside him moved relatively slowly, as if he was like a walking corpse. After the heart was pierced by Hongmao's knife, what happened to this body?

And the dark black blood vessels on his neck, what does it represent?

The red hair walked up to Shamir, couldn't control his "missing" feeling and said: "Ah, beauty, we meet again, I don't know if you miss me, it's been three years since we parted." An hour and twenty-one minutes, in this past time, every minute and every second is a torment for me, but in these fragments of time, I am always fantasizing..."

"Fantasy to kill you."

The red-haired voice was high-pitched and excited, and it reached the ears of Fast and the others, as well as Shamir.

Varud looked at the two intruders with a look of disgust and said, "Hey, hey, is this guy an intruder? This kind of appearance line is similar to that of a pervert..."

Not only did he feel creepy at what the red hair said, but he also felt that this man exuded an annoying smell from the essence of the term human.

"Yes... Sure enough, people who like to invade dreams will become like this in the future... What is the tendency for them to do such things?"

Fast agrees with Varud's words, but at the same time, he still doesn't know what the purpose of these people is...

If you only occasionally participate in the invasion operation, it can only be said to be a normal game operation, but there are still some people who do not participate in the normal dream sequence at all, give up all the normal sequence dreams, and only choose the game of invading dreams for the game.

Fast also heard about these people before he was reborn. These guys are all very cunning and psychologically twisted people. Although he is not afraid of them, he doesn't want to deal with them.

At this time, Shamir also showed an excited smile on his face, "I didn't expect you to miss me so much... Is it my fault to say so? Then it seems that I want to make up for you. It's night, are you ready, my lovely...sinner!"

Xia Mier's words seemed to be flirting with a lover. It seems that the previous beheading action did not make her **** go down much, but it increased even more.

Even Fast, who heard this, couldn't stand it, he spat and said, "Damn...these perverts..."

Varud's eyes widened when he heard Shamir's words, and he seemed a little unable to accept it, "Fuck, this woman is so perverted... What is it about?"

"They are a group of lunatics. It is best not to get too close to them in the future. They are self-proclaimed enforcers of justice, and they will kill people without saying a word."

Facing Fast's explanation, Varud swallowed, seeming a little scared.

The battle between Shamir and Red Hair started immediately.

However, this can't be called a battle, it's just a one-sided beating.

"No way, he yelled so loudly just now, isn't this red-haired person just a braggart?"

Varud observed the battle at the scene, but only saw the picture of the teased red-haired dodging in embarrassment. Shamier seemed to be deliberately teasing the other party, and every time he swung the blade of mercy, there was a wound. The damage caused by the wound was very limited, as if it was just for fun.

But Fast doesn't think so.

Red hair is limited by the rules, in fact, it is only level 18, while Shamir is a super elite hunter of level 40+, the gap in this can be imagined with toes.

With such a gap that cannot be made up with equipment and props, what gave him the courage to face this kind of enemy?

"I don't think so... This man seems to be planning something... What is he planning?"

Faster's eyes lingered on the three of them in the battle.

Suddenly, he seemed to have discovered something, his eyes glared, and he said loudly: "I see...this man really...could Xia Mier find out in advance? Based on her experience..."

Facing Faster's sudden yell, Varud looked confused and could only keep asking: "What, what did you find?"

"Look, this man may be about to achieve a reversal soon, maybe..."

Fast didn't want to explain too much, and fell into silence, while Walud was at a loss, and finally had no choice but to focus on the square again.

Shamir, the shaking S, is still constantly creating wounds on Hongmao's body~IndoMTL.com~ and Hongmao's tactic is to use the body of "Black Star" as a shield, and he keeps hiding behind Black Star Go, hoping to use this to achieve the purpose of letting Shamir attack Black Star and then spread the filthy blood.

However, Xia Mier snorted coldly: "This little trick just wants me to be recruited. Do you think your half-assed corpse control technology can prevent me from killing you?"

As soon as Shamir approached this body, he discovered the problem. As a church beheader, he naturally knew the name of filthy blood, not to mention that this kind of blood always emits a unique smell. Taste...

In fact, this was the case, "Black Star" moved slowly, every time it was because of the slow movement that the red hair failed to dodge the attack.

"It's almost over! This night is really memorable enough, it's time to send you back to nothingness."

The battle between Shamir and the red hair... No, it should be that Shamir's unilateral abuse has finally come to an end. She seems to have had enough, and the next thing to do is...

Beheaded!

Facing the lightning-fast Mercy Blade, Hongmao didn't seem to feel anything, just stood there in a daze.

In this way, the blade of mercy cut through the air and cut straight to the red hair's neck.

Just then, he laughed out loud.

"Hehehehe...Checkmate..."

Shamir's eyes widened!

At this time, it wasn't that her weapon missed the red hair, but the "black star" that suddenly appeared between the two of them was also chopped off.

She turned pale with fright, and jumped away in a hurry, but a hit means a result.

This is the fate of causality!

Charmiel...poisoned!