Torre's blood was churning, and his arm was even more sore, due to the backlash of the backlash of Lan Qi's source force sniper bullet. My heart thumped twice, and it seemed that it was not air but fire that I had inhaled into my nostrils. Torre only felt a dry nose and mouth, knowing that it was a sign that the source force was about to run out.

The man fell to the ground.

At this moment, the soles of my feet were hot. He looked down in horror, only to see a hot moon rising from the ground and coming straight to his heels!

First, the firepower net for Shotton and the soldiers was forced to go up, and in the special environment of mid-air, which could not be moved and displaced, he was forced to fight hard with Lan Qi's sniper bullets. Torre was now at his weakest moment, and Alan would not let go of such a good opportunity. Transporting the remaining source power, the fangs slashed out an orange flame crescent and took Torre straight to him.

Torre was helpless and cursed secretly. Reluctantly running his sore and aching wrists, the long sword pressed down and hit the hot moon.

Yan Yue burst apart a few points faster than he imagined, and the blast wave of the explosion caused Torre to snort and spurt blood, and even people flew out with swords. Torre was not surprised, but when he fell to the ground, he took advantage of the night and the mountains to escape.

Flames flew in mid-air, and in the flying flames, a cold light flickered.

In Torre's eyes, a flame suddenly exploded. After the firelight, a scream came, the sword aura was pressing, and something flashed in lightning.

This is what Eren really kills!

Unfortunately, it was too late to understand this. Torre's chest cooled, and he watched as a dagger struck through the air, digging deep into his heart. The astonishing energy carried on the dagger shattered his fragile body protection source power, sending the cold of death to his heart/viscera. Torre only felt that the last trace of source power in his body was sucked away by something, and then his whole body became light.

After the stars above him swirled for a while, everything fell into black silence.

With a thud, his still warm body fell to the ground. The Demonic Salute was deep in his chest, continuing to taste the blood in his heart.

Shotton's knees went limp, and he fell to his knees, gasping for breath.

A level 15 engraver, with their joint efforts, finally hated the scene.

It was only after a few moments that Alan regained some of his body and walked over to pull the demon salute from Torre's corpse. Only a pitiful mist of blood erupted from the wound, and as for Torre's essence blood, Tai half sucked it out to the demon. Although it is not as good as the blood of the king snake, it also makes up for the consumption of the last time you used the blood blade burial.

"Let's go." Alan said in a slightly hoarse voice, his physical energy has been exhausted, and now his mouth is dry, and he just wants to fall to the ground and sleep him.

But this cannot be the case.

When the team left the hill, the eastern sky was gradually revealing a glimmer of white light.

Before it was fully dawn, a man appeared next to Torre's body. A sword light fell, and Torre's great head was cut off, and the man carried the head and did not leave.

It was already evening when we returned to the meeting point on the shore of Swan Lake, and the military trucks were still parked on the lake's edge, except that there was an extra Windsor bello next to the car. Seeing Allen and his party return to the camp with a tired face, the marshal put her hands on her chest and said, "Look at you, but it's just such a wolf to kill an armed thug, not to mention the soldiers and students brought out by me in Windsor Bello." ”

Alan smiled wryly.

Windsor Bello finally smiled, "But congratulations to you, you've completed your mission." Especially you, Allen, well done. Your excellent performance in this assessment is fully qualified to be my student. ”

Lan Qi and Shotton heard this and glanced at the soldiers. Seven or eight soldiers immediately stepped forward and lifted Alan up and threw him high into the air. Alan used his strength to win the approval of the soldiers, and now that he was able to pass the level, the soldiers were of course happy for him. Listening to the cheers of the soldiers, Windsor Belo also smiled. But at this moment, a voice interjected: "No, I am the real winner!" ”

It was Webb's voice.

Webb returned to camp with four or five soldiers, and he looked proudly at Allen and the others with a victorious expression. Respectfully walking to Windsor Bello's side, Webber held an object high and said, "Look, teacher, this is the proof." ”

That's Torre's head!

The soldiers put Alan down, and Lan Qi and Shotton frowned. Seeing the human head in Webb's hand, Shoton coughed dryly and said, "Marshal, we can prove it." This bandit leader was indeed killed by Young Master Allen. ”

"You're questioning me for robbing Allen of the credit?" Webb looked at Shotton and exclaimed.

It's unforgivable that this damn junior non-commissioned officer dared to jump up and obstruct me! Webb's voice roared in his heart.

Alan didn't speak, just looked at Weber coldly, he didn't expect that this young master of the Van Verny family could be so shameless!

Shoten looked at him without fear and said, "Yes, I can say very clearly that this level 15 engraver was a great effort for us to stop and kill him. ”

"I can testify to that." Lan Qi stepped forward.

The rest of the soldiers also came forward to testify, and everyone looked at Webb angrily. Webb only felt that his face was hot, but now he was riding a tiger. At that time, after the battle in the stronghold base, Webber led the rest of the men into the stronghold and killed many remnants of the army as if they were spilled. Later, Webber heard the sound of the battle between the centaurs and Torre on Allen's side, and followed the sound to find it.

By the time they arrived, Alan's battle was already over. Seeing that Alan had already killed Torre, Weber's eyes were red. You must know that the credit for killing the leader of the enemy army is completely enough for Alan to pass the assessment, not to mention that they had made a big fuss in the stronghold before, killing many guards and enemy soldiers. Weber didn't pay attention at the time, and he was naturally unwilling to be defeated.

Finally, Torre's corpse reminds him that although Alan killed the enemy leader, he has no proof! Webber cut off Torre's head right now, and so he had the presumptuous leadership skill before.

But I didn't want Alan to kill Torre alone at that time, with Lan Qi and others testifying, no matter how thick-skinned Weber was, he felt like he was slapping himself. Suddenly, a cold gaze fell on Webb's body, and he was startled. When I looked back, I saw only Windsor Bello's golden eyes that shimmered like ice chips. The female marshal snorted coldly: "Young Master Webb, are you challenging my IQ?" As an invigilator, will I not confirm the results before announcing them? In Torre's case, his fatal wound was in the chest, and judging by the shape of the wound, he should have been wounded by a weapon such as a dagger. In addition, there were multiple knife cuts on the corpse. But if I'm not mistaken, you're supposed to be using a sword, right? ”

Webb's heart sank as he listened.

"So now, get back to my tent and sleep. I don't need you as a fool of yourself among my students. ”

Amid the laughter of the soldiers, Webb slid away. If he had done something stupid before, he would never have done such a stupid thing, because Torre had so much evidence left on him. As long as you have a little experience, you can see that Torre died at the hands of Allen, let alone a strong man of Windsor Bello's level. It's a pity that Weber was eager to win, so he made such a low-level mistake, which made people laugh at it.

But no matter what, Windsor Belo's assessment is finally over, and Alan has to admit it herself. From that moment on, he was a personal student of Marshal Greedy Wolf, but he was barely announced on Babylon.

The crowd will stay overnight on the shores of Swan Lake and return to Babylon the next day.

After dinner, Allen, who had recovered his small half, got out of the tent and saw Windsor Bello standing on the ice floes in the lake. The moon emerges from behind the clouds and shines its light on the earth, shining across the entire icy lake. As soon as Alan stepped on the ice floe on the surface of the lake, he heard the ice click and crack a large hole.

"Don't come here, don't see the lake is frozen, but the ice is not thick. If you're not careful, you'll have to fall. Windsor Bello was on tiptoe, and no one could see how to sprint, but in an instant he was back to shore.

Looking at the way she walked with her hands in her hands, it was as if space and distance had been completely ignored under her feet. This hand alone shows the horror of the top powerhouse. If Eren bumps into such a character, he doesn't even know how the other party moves, let alone parry the enemy.

"Looking for me?" Windsor Bello stood in front of Alan.

She was tall, and Alan was not too short for her peers, but she only reached Windsor Belo's chest. Looking at the twin peaks that almost burst the uniform, Allen's heart beat faster in anger. He quickly raised his head and looked away. But when it fell on Windsor Bello's flawless face like the first arrival of the goddess, the heart/dirt beat faster.

Windsor Bello's military hat was obliquely buttoned, and her purple hair swayed gently in the night breeze, her hair was long and back, and her luster flowed like a cloud of purple mist. The golden pupils in those eyes shone with a sacred and solemn light. In her, one can see the preference of the Creator. The eyebrows and eyes, even the beauty mole under the corner of the eye, have a different style. It is they that weave together the beauty that belongs to Windsor Belo alone.

Beauty itself is also an invisible pressure.

Alan couldn't help but take two steps back before saying, "Teacher, I can't go back to Babylon with you tomorrow." ”

"Why?"

"I've got some personal matters in the third arrondissement, and I'm going to find someone." Alan said simply, "I heard that he knows my father. ”

Windsor Bello said "oh", she knew Allen's background very well, and said: "The third district is not small, do you know where the people are?" ”

"Black Iron Town, but I really don't know where this town is?" Alan sneered.

"It's easy, I'll ask the garrison to send an officer to accompany you tomorrow. After that, you can take the transport airship back, of course, I will not reimburse the travel expenses. Windsor Bello said.

Allen saw that she was serious, not like a joke, and remembered Horn's comment on her: Windsor Bello is a woman who loses money, but there are really few women who love money and are as powerful as her.