I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer Chapter 213 on Novelsera

The witch’s sunken eyes flowed out black, almost dry blood.But she was still watching with all her might, trembling and trembling all over her body…
Because that was the death order from the master she couldn’t resist, the master who deprived her of her dignity in life.
Then she saw-
I saw the serrated blade like a scythe, and the dark muzzle.
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“Neiner…Miss Dead. If I were you, I’d stop honestly.”
A seductive voice with a strange fascination sounded from in front of him.
The chaotic eyes of the dead witch twitched rapidly, making people wonder if the scattered pupils would spread out like eggs in an egg mixer.
She stopped, and her eyes looked forward again in a mechanical way.
It was a girl wearing a different black and red spiritual outfit, her smooth and round shoulders were exposed, and her beautiful bones were exquisite and sexy.
There was an almost mocking smile on the girl’s coquettish face.
“Allah~ Miss Dead.”
“It’s so hard to want to see me~”
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Her thinking ability is more underground than before her death, and the switching of her behavior is also more sluggish.
This is an insult to the name Maria Tessa.But now everything about her no longer belongs to her, including her soul.
She seemed a little confused as to why the God of Disobedience, who was supposed to be at the Royal Maritime Academy in Greenwich, appeared here.
From the perspective of Spirit Vision, she should be still there.
But even if it was so dull, she still realized that it was dangerous!
The witch’s figure quickly sank into the void, a secret technique that was almost lost hundreds of years ago.But it was easily used by the deceased in front of him.
Kurumi didn’t seem to care at all, lifted his skirt unhurriedly, and sank into the black and red shadow.
Want to run?Did you run away?
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From the light rail station in Greenwich town centre, the tracks run underground.
boom boom…
The train hurried past.
At the end of the train, a black shadow suddenly appeared there, and the broken black witch’s cloak was swaying in the wind brought by the train.
Those cloudy eyes stared blankly ahead.
That god of disobedience… is so strong, so powerful that it is terrifying.
The corpse of the witch with spiritual vision trembled, as if seeing the black muzzle aimed at him again.
It’s just… this time it seems to be real, not some kind of vision.
At the end of the train carriage, the terrifying god of disobedience sat there, kicking his legs lightly, his long matte black silk legs dangling in the dim tunnel.
She raised her right hand flat, and the ancient musket like a flintlock was indeed aimed at her head.
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The witch’s flying form suddenly stopped suddenly, and she instantly pulled away from the high-speed light rail train.
But the smell of death still hangs on the heartstrings… Death?The witch had a rare meeting and deserted.
die…
Da Da——
The light landing sound echoed in the tunnels, and Kurumi landed lightly on the track with his toes on the ground.
The sound of Kurumi landing was like a signal.
swish swish—
Four clumps of black shadows burst out from both sides of the track.They were all wearing tattered shirts and jackets with countless cuts, and the tattered embroidery of the luxurious coat of arms was faintly visible.
They also wore helmets, much like medieval knights.
They were all inhabitants of the tomb, their pale faces squinted and their pupils dilated.
The knights swung the rapiers in their hands and attacked Kurumi in a siege.
It’s just that these fearless knights pose no threat to Kurumi at all, just like the futile attempts to kill the Demon King hundreds of years ago.
Black and red shadows hung down from the top of the tunnel, startled from the ground, like wild beasts, directly engulfing the knights completely.
“Pooh.”
Kurumi showed a very disgusting expression, a waste without a moment of time.
The terrifying power froze everything around him, and Kurumi slowly walked towards the witch’s walking corpse.