"Damn it, what's the sound?"

The Lionheart elite in black combat uniform stared at the corner of the wall.

He actually always knew that there was a student union on the other side of the passage separated from him, but both of them did not fight in a tacit understanding because their ambush had the same goal - that "S" level!

But just now, a burst of exclamation came from the corner on the other side, and then there was no movement. Damn, that guy was stabbed by someone's back?

Are the people from the Student Union so idiot? They were silently done without even the power of resistance?

It felt like a god of death was passing by in the darkness. Before the dying person could speak, the deadly sickle took away the words and lives of the dead, which made people shudder.

The elite of the Lionheart Society took the lead in poking the dark Wuz gun out of the corner of the wall. His head was hidden behind the gun, and his eyes slowly moved little by little, trying to see the figure of the sneak attacker.

Sudden!

He could only see a bright white light flashing by, and the sharp tip of the knife was quickly raised up, and his wuz was picked away from afar. He didn't even have time to think about whether to pull out the Colt or tactical folding knife on his waist, the knife was already crossing his neck.

The sharp tip of the knife pressed against the flesh in front of his throat, and could easily pierce his Adam's apple and take his life away by the way.

He didn't even dare to swallow or breathe, so he could only hold his breath, glance down uncontrollably, and then saw the reflection of his own trembling reflection on the mirror-like blade.

The figure holding a knife slowly walked out of the corner. He looked at the Lionheart Elite with a smile, but he spitted out devilish words.

"Acknowledge your fault, or... die?"

"Recognize...recognize the loss."

After the man left, the elite of the Lionheart Society collapsed and knelt on the ground as if they had been exhausted. In the cold autumn of October, beads of sweat as big as beans could not stop popping up on his forehead, hitting one by one on the smooth granite ground, forming a steaming puddle.

Only now did he realize how ridiculous it was to fantasize about the idea of ​​becoming the peak figure of the academy while stepping on the "S" level!

Is this the pressure from the "S" level? Is this the powerful man who can kill dragons alone? He has never smelled such a strong smell of blood from Caesar or Chu Zihang.

The smile on the corner of the man's mouth was like a deadly scythe. Once he chose the wrong option, it seemed that only... death was left!

...

The Lionhearts in the jungle had quietly sneaked into the frontier of the oak forest's exit, and the next was a particularly critical moment, because the towering church in front was their important target.

Occupying a higher vision has always been one of the most important decisive conditions for the two armies to fight. The captain of this three-person team of Lionheart Club is Elvis Kaman, a junior senior who has participated in two sessions of Freedom Day and is an old bird with great combat experience.

"There must be ambushing the students' union guys at the top of the church in front!" Elvis said in a firm tone behind a wide oak tree.

"How can the captain see?" The junior girl from the same team hid another giant tree in the distance and asked in a low voice.

"I can smell the air is filled with conspiracy!" A trace of solemnity flashed in Elvis's eyes.

The Lionheart Association has always been a weak position compared to the Student Union in terms of number of people, which is a fatal natural disadvantage. Therefore, the Student Union can distribute more personnel to control the important strongholds in the college, libraries, church roofs, and canteens... Elvis fell in the "Calendar Battle" last year, and he still remembers it vividly.

How can I forget it?

As a pioneer of the stormtrooper, as soon as he pushed open the white door of the canteen, a black figure rushed from all directions, and the pitch-black muzzle was directly facing him. He was like a reindeer falling into a trap, and red bullets bloomed on him with brilliant fireworks.

He was shot into a hornet's nest by the group of sinister villains of the Student Union!

Then the anesthetic in Friga's bomb took effect and he completely lost consciousness.

Until he was awakened, the sunset was already hanging high in the sky, and his companions were sitting around the steps of the cafeteria. The pride on each of them that belonged to the Lionheart Club seemed to be worthless by the noble son named Caesar Gattuso.

The night has not arrived, but the gloom on their faces seems to be even darker than the night.

That night, the Norton Pavilion, which belonged to the winner, was bright all night, and cheers spread throughout the Kassel Academy, but the Lion Heart Association was silent as if it were dead.

The next day, Professor Manstein celebrated the case of Caesar filling the pool with champagne, which caused the pool to be frozen and cracked. However, the people from the Lionheart felt no pleasure at all.

The humiliation brought by defeat can only be washed away by victory!

This year, the Lionheart has Chu Zihang, who is super "A" level, and he is no longer the ignorant little reindeer he used to be. Elvis is very confident.

"The Lionheart will win!"

He thought he had a very passionate howling, and when he was about to raise his gun to lead the team to break through the church from the side, a deep sigh came from behind him.

"Oh, I'm sorry, senior, although I understand your unwillingness, Lionheart will... still not win this year."

Elvis and the other two from the team suddenly turned around, and behind them... there was no one!

The leaves on the trees are still motionless, but the dead leaves on the ground seem to be swept by a wind that is blown for no reason. In the dense forest, there seems to be a ghost that no one can see, a ghost that does not exist in the world at all...

"Who?" The girl from the Lionheart Association plucked up the courage to ask deep into the dense forest.

"I."

The sound rang in my ears, and a sharp sword light suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. The sword shadow seemed to fall heavily from the top of her head with a scattered momentum. The blade that looked like a thread was almost splitting her pretty face from the point of the beauty in an instant.

But the sharp blade suddenly stopped just before she was about to cut her open, and suddenly stopped inch in front of her nose, with a cold and dazzling white light.

"Senior sister, you're out."

The man turned his head and disappeared after throwing this sentence. The cold sweat had soaked her body tightly wrapped in combat uniforms. The girl from the Lionheart Club just sat on the dead leaves and branches, unable to recover from her senses for a long time.

"Damn it!" Elvis reacted first. He quickly raised Uz to shoot at the figure that suddenly appeared and suddenly escaped into the tree, but the bullets only left traces of blood-red on the trunk.

"ah!"

A familiar scream sounded to Elvis' right. He turned to look at another companion with eye-catching bullet marks on his neck and his body had fallen to the ground with a bang.

"Senior, we are the only two of us left here."

A faint voice came from the front, as if the instinct of fear had driven the body. Before Elvis's mind could even think, Colt on his other hand was already ringing.

However, what made him even more desperate was that after a harsh friction sound, the bright red Friga bullet was split in half by a thread of silver light, and blood-colored mist filled the air.

The man in front of him walked through the red mist and stepped on the dead leaves step by step towards him. The familiar figure who was in the fire on the Night Watch forum was as terrifying as a devil at this moment.

"You don't come here..."
Chapter completed!