Ark: The Cycle of Light and Darkness

The Sargon swordsman closed his eyes as if giving up.

The man in front of him was fighting with him like a cat playing with a mouse from the beginning. Even though he exerted nearly 120% of his strength in the battle, this was actually an opportunity"created" by that man.

Facing him, she had no chance of winning. The devil in front of her was just pulling her into the prepared trap step by step, and finally cut off all hope.

Anaconda held his breath.

Naturally, she also wanted Levi to get rid of this powerful enemy in front of her as soon as possible, but for some reason, she always felt that something was wrong in her heart.

"Levi……！"

Gavel stretched out his hand, looking a little anxious, wanting to say something.

She is not like ordinary Akahura people who only get excited about the death of powerful enemies. In fact, as an operator of Rhodes Island, her knowledge and thinking are actually better than those of most Akahura people. Above people.

The Immortal Army is not an ordinary Sargonian army. Although they have no actual authority and status, they represent the influence of the Sargonian King.

Previously, one of Sargon's Immortals has fallen silently under Levi's sword. If Levi kills another one, I'm afraid what will happen is that Sargon will become more determined towards Akahula. Determined to exterminate.

Thinking of this, Gavel felt a little bit angry. It was you who killed the person, but in the end it was my hometown that was responsible. It is really difficult to prove that such a thoughtless and troublesome move was the work of this"sharp blade".

However, before she could speak, an old voice suddenly sounded behind her without anyone noticing.

"This is the only thing, please show mercy.——‘prophet’"

————Dividing line————

In the magnificent pasha's palace, a strange scene occurred in the hall where people should be coming and going.

The maids and officials were trembling, and the guards who were supposed to be guarding the large hall had all put down their weapons and knelt on the ground resignedly, as if what they were facing was not a familiar working environment, but a swaying rope. of gallows.

The once aloof Pasha's eyes flickered and he panicked. His lips trembled several times, but he couldn't even utter a single word.

Because in front of him stood a beautiful woman.

The woman has curly and attractive black hair, wearing a red gauze, her charming appearance is covered by a blood-like silk scarf, and her hot figure can make every man who sees her find it difficult to suppress the most instinctive desire in his heart. impulse.

But the pasha sitting on the throne did not dare to be impulsive at all. During his slight twitching, the liquid coming out of his body was not only cold sweat, but also cold sweat.

"Am I so terrible? Lord Cheriyeni? Or did you come up with a new excuse for what you did?"

The woman turned around with a sweet smile. On the golden ring between her ankles, a clear bell rang - this is an accessory often worn by Sargon dancers to please the onlookers and focus their attention on their beautiful jade. above the feet.

Of course, this often indicates that the person wearing this kind of jewelry has a relatively low status.——

——But the pasha named Cheriyeni understood that the status of the woman in front of her was not lowly at all, and even her own status as a pasha was still not worth mentioning in her eyes.

"No...I just...I……"

After thinking for a long time, he choked out a few words. The cold sweat on Cheriyeni's face could no longer be concealed, but the woman obviously did not want to interrupt his words, but looked at him with interest.

"me……"

Even though he was being looked at by such a peerless beauty, the old pasha seemed even more nervous, his body was shaking like chaff, and in the end he couldn't even speak.

"……It's so boring and seems to be on the verge of breaking down."

As if she was finally tired of it, the woman dressed as a dancer finally curled her lips, no longer paying attention to the old pasha behind her, but snapped her fingers towards an invisible position.

At the moment when she snapped her fingers, the old pasha's His eyes suddenly widened, and an unparalleled panic appeared before his eyes.

"Ah...ah……！"

A hoarse voice sounded, a miserable scream coming from the throat, as if no water had been absorbed for several days. Cheriyeni opened his mouth wide, trying to struggle to say something, but no matter how he opened his mouth, he couldn't even pronounce a complete syllable.

The old pasha was struggling hopelessly in his seat, like a traveler about to dry up in the desert.

Looking at all this, the woman walked forward without looking back.

A thin layer of fine sand had accumulated on the bright red carpet at some point, but when her white feet fell, not even a trace of sand got on it.

The crisp silver bells sounded all the way, and within a few seconds, they appeared at the door of the pasha's palace. The girl fiddled with the fine sand on the carpet behind her with her toes. At this time, the gravel seemed to have merged with the color of the carpet, filling it with an astonishing bright red color.

"I hate excuses, and even more... betrayal"

————Dividing line————

The black-haired Sarkarz and the old Sargon looked at each other, and both sides remained silent enough until the former raised his eyebrows and showed a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

Levi still didn't put down Xue Ji in his hand, he just kept that strange smile and looked at the old man Sargon who spoke.

"It's only now that you want to wipe your pasha's ass... And, you didn't go to that old bird first, but came to me instead?"

The old man looked directly at Levi, as if he had expected Levi's words, and said:

"——You are a wise man, 'prophet'. You know very well - only I can end this farce unconditionally."

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