Chapter 524 Theater Troupe (Thanks to the Leader of SADXWZ123)

From standing still to running, it soared to top speed in just an instant.

Harley Quinn's phantom emerged from the air for a moment, and then rushed into the Bone Sanctuary. Under the two curved-edged swords that burst out with gleaming light, the darkness was briefly torn apart.

The erratic enemy strikes again.

Huaishi raised his hand, and the mountain ghost walked out of the darkness.

The sinister old man who bore the brunt of the attack was cut into pieces neatly and neatly by the two swords before he could react.

Even Harley Quinn was stunned for a moment, not expecting that her opponent would be so good, but soon, she felt a sharp pain in her back. The figure of the red glove suddenly appeared, and the sacrificial knife stabbed down, penetrating deeply into his lungs.

Immediately afterwards, in front of him, the solemn priest walked out of the darkness, holding a ferocious ax blade at his waist with both hands, raised it, and aimed it at his face to chop it down.

Standard footwork for Roman heavy weapons.

Snap, a soft sound.

As the ax of anger slashed through, Harley Quinn had turned into a broken raincoat.

Relying on the tactic of abandoning the Sandbar Curtain, he achieved the effect of a double, and the real Harley Quinn had overcome the entanglement of the mountain ghost and jumped out from the roaring crows.

His body was now covered with a floral dress, which looked red, green, and inconspicuous, and extremely strange. But when he moved, ancient poems and classics began to be recited on the strange mask.

The two curved blades were swayed casually, and in just a moment, they arrived in front of Huai Shi.

Smiling ferociously, he slashed down the two curved sword blades.

Then, my heart felt cold.

Huai Shi raised his hand expressionlessly, and the sword of virtue had penetrated into his chest.

"That's it?"

Huaishi raised her head and asked.

Harley Quinn's movements froze and stayed in place.

He lowered his head and saw the sword blade piercing his chest.

incredible.

What's going on? What the hell? What the hell happened?

Why... Summoners can... fucking be better than Pokémon? !

Just now, with an unexpected snap of his fingers, Huaishi pulled out the Sword of Virtue in front of him, raised it, leveled it, and easily deflected the two strange curved-edged swords that were coming at each other. Jin, using force over skill, stabbed Harley Quinn in the chest.

It was as if Harley Quinn had come to his door specially to stab him.

The movements are so graceful, like flowing clouds and flowing water.

It's simply intoxicating.

One hit.

Without any hesitation, Huai Shi let go, and the sword of virtue dissipated.

Behind Harley Quinn, the red glove lifted his foot and suddenly put it on the crook of his leg, causing him to kneel to the ground. Huai Shi, on the other hand, had already taken the ax of anger from Fan Helsing's hand and aimed it at the exposed neck in front of him.

Lift it up, chop it down!

Behead!

The whistling sounded suddenly.

At the last moment, Harley Quinn disappeared.

Instead, there was a sturdy figure who broke in from outside the burial sanctuary.

Suddenly appeared in the carriage, the man wearing high-top leather boots and an old-fashioned fur military cap strode forward, with an exaggerated mask on his face that was exactly the same as Harley Quinn, and pulled out the mask from his waist Raise the saber and salute Huai Shi with his sword.

This was the final announcement before the duel.

The masked man who looked like an officer stepped forward bravely. Behind him, figures exactly like him appeared. There was no falsehood whatsoever. They were all burly men who looked like entities, wearing the same mask as the officer.

Six!

When the sword, opened and closed, was slashed towards Huai Shi, there was a thunderous sound.

The seven officers lined up side by side, as if they were in military drills, and moved in unison, thinking about Huai Shi and launching an attack.

The crow holding the candle swooped down in an instant, and the flickering lights flashed away. When the officers broke through the obstruction and slashed their sabers down, the young man in front of them had turned into a dazed and sinister old man at some point.

The bodies were cut into pieces with random knives.

Behind them, solemn praises sounded.

"Holy!!!"

Van Helsing chopped it down with an axe!

In the darkness, the red glove held the sacrificial knife and stabbed into the back of an officer again, moving from back to front, with the blade protruding from the heart. Immediately afterwards, the officer quietly turned into ashes.

And as countless residual images of ferocious smiles emerged, Shao Siming, holding a banner, appeared silently in front of them. The sword of virtue in his hand fell, blocking three sabers that were slashing at him.

Sparks flew.

Shao Siming, who was as erratic as a ghost, walked in the Bone Burial Sanctuary. Along with the rise and fall of countless flocks of crows, he suddenly appeared and disappeared again. There was no sound when Yu Bu started, and he had already appeared on the side of an enemy.

Raise your hand, pierce, and the sword blade penetrates the throat.

Pull horizontally.

A head rose into the sky, plasma sprayed out, but soon, the deceased disappeared like a phantom.

Then, two completely new officers walked out of the crowd again and attacked Huai Shi again without any hesitation or fear.

Where did this Yan Qingge trumpet come from?

Huai Shi frowned.

Before he could attack, Andrea's voice was heard.

"Step aside."

The shadow of the red dragon roared.

In her hands, the torrent of plasma that had been brewing for a long time roared out towards the figures in the Bone Burial Sanctuary. The dazzling lightning showed the pure violence from physics. In the terrifying rising heat, all enemies were burned to death. .

Only one figure staggered back and hid behind the middle-aged man wearing a bachelor's robe.

The middle-aged man in black waved his hand and easily put away the electric current. It gathered into a ball in his hand and then quickly dissipated. Only a crazy static electric field spread from here, and there was a crackling sound.

"PhD?"

Andrea raised her eyebrows indifferently, looked away, and glanced at the embarrassed officer beside him: "And the colonel, and...Pandron? Plus Harley Quinn, your troupe is really full this time. Get out."

At the end of the carriage, an embarrassed Harley Quinn sat on the ground, the gap in her chest closing with difficulty.

Right next to him, stood a man in a luxurious dress. His hands were filled with rings of various colors. He looked jeweled and wealthy.

His hair is gray, and the mask on his face looks like that of a harsh old man. His expression is extremely arrogant, just like the 'Pandron' in Andrea's mouth.

And when Andrea called them the troupe, Huai Shi finally understood.

Although he often failed in cultural classes, at least he had enough information on the Astronomical Society. He naturally understood this primitive miracle that had sprouted since ancient Rome.

Harley Quinn sounds like a popular character in a comic book, but in fact, if you trace the etymology upwards, it is the prototype of the name "Harlequin".

After adding the titles of doctor, colonel, and 'Pandron', he had clearly understood the identity of the attacker.

Just like the Dongxia Social Security Bureau’s ‘Sheng Dan Jing Mo Chou’ and ‘Twelve Zodiac Signs’, these are special inheritances that have been passed down to this day. They are stigmata that originate from the ancient Roman period and use performances and stories as carriers to obtain modified values.

A miracle born of Roman masquerade.

If we use the traditional culture of Eastern Xia to understand it, Harley Quinn is an "ugly student", the colonel is a clean student like a martial artist, and the doctor and Pan Delong are old students...

However, Huai Shi didn't know much about their information.

He only remembered: In modern times, as Rome split, their inheritance went to the Americas.

After being revised again by the American Genealogy Origin Code, it became a specialized stigma created for special sublimators. It did not have the front and back roads of sublimation. It appeared independently as a link and became more and more important. Mysterious and hidden.

I didn't expect to meet you here.

"The Ivy League says hello to both of you."

The gentle doctor bowed to his opponents dignifiedly: "I never thought that we could meet again in hell. The last time I met Professor Andrea was at the aerodynamics seminar, right?"

"The last time I met you, I wanted to punch your sissy's nose off. Are you here to say hello to me?"

Andrea asked indifferently: "It seems that the competitor this time is you, right? Does a loose brand like the Ivy League have the courage to challenge the Ivory Tower?!"

"If I remember correctly, our school has always been ahead in selenium chemistry and abyssal biochemistry." The doctor chuckled softly: "Chemical thermodynamics and polymer chemistry are also our school's dominant areas, and materials physics It’s soon.”

"What about the remaining disciplines where money can't buy people? If you can develop academics just by poaching people, the most advanced one in the world is Magic Gold Bank - after all, are you not weak? Honestly admit that you are Isn’t a chicken good?”

She paused and her expression became sarcastic: "With all due respect, your last new discovery in aerodynamics... was just a pile of useless rubbish. In the Tower of Ivory, it would even be enough for a doctoral student's graduation thesis. Not on."

"Ha, after the thermodynamics of alchemy combined with those scraps became impure, even you, Ms. Andrea, became swollen."

The doctor's tone was also sharp and sharp: "It is because more and more people are tempted by these crooked ways that the academic atmosphere has become so impetuous now, isn't it? If Ivory Tower has no sense of shame at all, it is better to buy it from Flesh and Flesh Workshop Just bring back a few kilograms. Do you want me to lend you some money?"

"No, I feel guilty for spending the money you spent on forging data and papers!"

"..."

Huai Shi stood at the back and saw the two people in front who started to argue and curse for no reason.

Confused.

He looked back at Raymond who came out of the cockpit and asked in a low voice: "What happened?"

"Academic contradictions are common, common."

Raymond, who was carrying an oversized flail, grinned: "Let's just wait until they finish arguing and prepare to kill these sons of bitches -"

The quarrel between the two people has spread across the board, starting from physics. The arrogance and disdain of the seniors from the Ivory Tower collided with the contempt and anger of the Ivy League.

At first, Huaishi could still watch the show, but after the other party mocked the abyss ecology, he couldn't help but became furious. He rolled up his sleeves and pulled Beelzebub out of the bag.

"WDNMD, say it again?!"

When the power training came online, the fragrance from Lord of the Flies instantly filled the entire carriage: "Be careful with my cello shoveling back and forth on your mother's grave. A serenade is enough to send your family home! Come and practice if you don't want to accept it! Believe it or not, after today is over, I can immediately teach students how to feed dogs with rice mixed with your ashes!"

By the way, I have actually wanted to write about the Italian Masquerade for a long time...