Holding the silver sword in his right hand, he took out a bottle of "sword oil" that had just been prepared from the bag at his waist with his left hand. After applying it to the blade of the sword very skillfully, Bolun made a sign with his left hand.

The invisible, bindable [Keya Seal] was imprinted on the car behind him.

Bo Lun wasn't sure whether he could protect the car behind him in the next battle, but at this moment, he needed to try his best to ensure the safety of the three people in the car.

Hoo, ho!

Amidst the low roar, like a wild beast, black shadows appeared all around.

Some of these intruders had stiff faces, staggered steps, and their skin looked pale in the moonlight.

Others were on all fours, roaring with their mouths open, looking no different from wild beasts.

But one thing is the same.

They, no, they all stared at the three ladies in the car with cloudy eyes.

in their decaying brains.

The three ladies represent food.

And the impeller between them and food?

Tear it up!

roar!

With a roar, these undead, who were obviously low-grade products, rushed towards the wave wheel.

In an instant, the impeller was submerged.

"Pulsator!"

Emily shouted loudly as she climbed on the car window.

Kemi, Terry's palms clenching the weapon were covered in sweat.

They unconsciously approached Emily, hoping that this would give her some comfort.

"Pulsator!"

Emily shouted again.

She picked up the shotgun at hand and was about to rush down, but she was held tightly by Kemi and Terry.

"Let me go."

Emily struggled.

"calm."

"The impeller will be fine."

"He's not a rash person."

Kemi comforted her softly, and a smile began to appear in her eyes as she looked out the car window.

Flame!

The rising flames rolled over the half-dead people rushing towards them, just like a flamethrower.

Flames spurted out from the hand of the wave wheel.

【Gniyi Seal】!

The hunter's sigil will appear differently depending on the user's talent.

There is no doubt that Pulse is talented.

Just like his swordsmanship.

Under the moonlight, the flames stopped for a moment, and the wave wheel walked lightly, and the silver sword in his hand reflected the moonlight. When he started to dance the silver sword, it was like the moonlight blooming in his hand, bringing up one moon arc after another,

Each lunar arc seemed to have been carefully calculated, no more, no less, just enough to pierce and split the core of the undead.

An inexplicable sense of elegance appeared on the wave wheel on the battlefield.

Even the blood-stained killings cannot make the slightest loss of such elegance.

He looked like the elf in the rumors. Facing the swarming half-dead people, his expression did not change at all, and his voice was full of indifference that ignored everything.

"The steel sword destroys evil, the silver sword slays evil."

It's like the opening of a spell.

The silver sword, which was covered with sword oil, glowed with a faint white fluorescence.

The white fluorescence was very weak, but it was a meal for the half-dead people rushing towards him.

call!

The flames spurted out again.

The half-dead man was suddenly overwhelmed.

The wave wheel passed through the remaining flames without hesitation, rushed into the half-dead, and waved the silver sword in his hand again.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his heart.

Kill these monsters!

Then Emily will be safe.

More?

there is none left.

Emily's eyes were fixed on the wave wheel, and her heart felt like it was about to be torn apart just now, making her understand more and more what her feelings towards the wave wheel were.

She caressed the shotgun.

Silently made up his mind.

once!

Only this time, Pulse fights alone!

Next time!

She wants to fight alongside him!

Terry looked at the wave wheel 'dancing' in the battlefield, and then looked at Delbon who was fighting the more powerful half-dead man, and couldn't help but pursed his lips.

In comparison, it is as elegant as a noble prince's pulsator.

Delbon is like a mean street gangster.

This made Terry a little uncomfortable.

As for why it feels uncomfortable?

She doesn't know either.

She always felt that it shouldn't be like this.

Delbon shouldn't be like this.

Should, should...

She couldn't tell her what she wanted.

Sitting in the car, holding a pistol, Terry couldn't help but remain silent.

Kemi's eyes were staring straight at Jason.

Looking at Jason's back with his body upright and his hands constantly throwing fireballs, she always felt very at ease.

Even when surrounded by half-dead people.

Even if there are several heavy bombs hanging in the air.

But, she felt at ease.

As long as Jason is here, she will be fine.

She firmly believed this.

However, Kemi, who only saw Jason's back, did not see Jason's frown at this moment.

A heavy mountain-like pressure appeared on him.

Although it was not a true restraint and he could still move, Jason could feel that every step he moved was extremely difficult and the strength consumed was several times or even ten times that of normal.

However, these were not the real reasons for Jason's frown.

The reason why he frowned was because what he was seeing was not entirely aimed at him!

The guy who arranged all this must be for the ‘Kilin Main Ship’!

He can be incidental.

It can also be primary.

It would be great if he could be killed here.
To be continued...