The light in the room shone clearly in every corner. The air was filled with the aroma of boiling tea, but it clearly revealed a chilling murderous aura.
This murderous aura came from Tina, and also from the knife in her hand!
She knew that she had been tricked. She also knew that the reason why she was here was all because of the conspiracy of this seemingly benevolent old man!
He was the one who used the deposit as bait to lure her into the Vatican. It was also him who told her that he would not pay the rest of the money, regardless of whether the mission was successful or not!
However, to Tina, whether this was a conspiracy, whether she could receive the rest of the money, was it important?
Not at all!
Her appearance tonight was not for the money, nor was it for fame.
It was only for him!
"I smell the murderous aura." Soros slowly put down the teacup, and a meaningful smile appeared on his slightly old face, making people feel endless unease.
Buzz!
Tina still did not make a sound, she only held the knife in her hand tightly. A knife to kill!
She had killed countless people in her life, and was long used to a life being lost in front of her. She did not care at all how many people would die in this world, even if they died because of her. She only cared if he was still alive. To live happily, to live happily.
This was the only reason why she came here!
Murderous aura emanated from her knife, from her eyes, from every cell in her body. It permeated the whole place, and engulfed Soros!
If the person standing in front of Tina was not Hussain's master, not the cardinal leader who was unstoppable in the Vatican, he would have been shocked by Tina's murderous aura. Even if he did not cry for help, he would definitely be frightened by the knife in Tina's hand.
But he did not. There was only a calm smile on his face. His eyes that were as deep as the bottom of a pond were also surrounded by an unfathomable light. It did not match his old and hunched appearance.
"As the most famous and powerful female killer in the world, the second queen. It is my honor to be able to talk to you face to face today. "Soros bent down slightly and picked up the boiling hot teapot. Then, in front of Tina, who was holding the knife in her hand, he slowly poured a cup of hot tea and looked up to taste it. "Do you want to have a drink?"
"I want your life!"
A deep and hoarse voice came out of Tina's throat.
In an instant, a cold light flashed, and the saber aura was like a dazzling laser, densely covering every corner of the room.
Tina moved.
After a long period of adjusting her breath and accumulating power, she shook her wrist slightly, and the bloody blade in her palm suddenly rose up. Like a venomous snake, it struck towards Soros's face without holding back!
This slash was fast and urgent. Tina's figure was like a phantom. As soon as she finished speaking, her figure appeared in front of Soros in the blink of an eye. Not even a step away!
The saber rose and fell.
In an instant, Tina completed her first attack since they met.
It could be said to be a perfect slash with a destructive momentum!
But —
But this slash missed!
The saber, which was full of energy, drew a beautiful arc in the air. But it didn't hurt Soros at all!
"What a fast saber," Soros Smiled and praised sincerely.
When Tina shortened the distance between the two of them and swung her sword a step away, Soros merely slid a step back. As if he did not use any external force, he moved a step back without moving his clothes. He dodged Tina's unparalleled sharp blade precisely.
"Perhaps Hussain's sword might not be faster than your saber." Sophia was still holding the cup of tea in her hand, but a hint of regret appeared between her brows without warning. "Unfortunately, this is a suspense that will never be answered."
Tina was not discouraged.
After surviving countless life and death battles, her heart was as firm as a rock, and no one could shake it. Even when facing her sharp saber, Soros was calm and collected, but this did not affect Tina at all.
On the contrary, her fighting spirit became stronger, and her killing intent grew!
Whoosh!
Tina's body seemed to be equipped with a powerful spring. She tapped the ground lightly with the tip of her foot, and her slender and straight body was like an unsheathed peerless sword. With the force of wind and thunder, she swooped down with unstoppable force.
The first slash did not kill.
She slashed a second time.
If the second slash still could not kill the target. Then she would slash a third time!
Her reputation was built up by slashing again and again! Her perfect battle record and ranking second in the world were built up by the saber in her hand, the sharp saber, slashing with each slash!
She was never afraid of the strong, nor did she respect them. She looked down and saw corpses all over the ground. She looked up at the sky, but there were no gods or Buddhas.
She did not believe in Buddha, nor did she have any faith. She only believed in the saber in her hand, the saber that was stained with blood!
Clang!
She waved the Sword of Frost, using the simplest and most aggressive attack to kill Soros. Although she did not hurt the bishop, she shattered the fragrant tea in Soros's hand.
The warm tea overflowed and soaked the soft carpet, as well as the new clothes he had just put on tonight.
This slash was precise, and it slashed between his index finger and thumb. It shattered the teacup, but it cut his fingers that he did not have time to separate in time.
Fine beads of blood oozed from his fingertips. It was dark red and glaring.
Killing.
Seeing blood was the first step.
She had completed the first step. The next step was to stab the saber in her hand into Soros's heart!
"You're really good."
The teacup was no longer between Soros's fingers, and his bleeding fingers gently pressed together. It was unknown whether he hated the blood, or did not want to dye the carpet that he had changed for less than half a year. His fingers pressed tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to press the overflowing blood back into his veins!
As his fingers exerted force, his entire right arm, shoulder, and even neck, and then spread to his entire body, were exerting force!
His breathing became no longer slow, but extremely powerful. Every time he exhaled, it was as if he had absorbed all the essence of the sun and moon. Every time he exhaled, it was as if he had spat out all the impurities in his body.
His eyes were no longer kind, but gradually became dignified and deep!
He was not a kind old man, he was an overbearing strong man, the master of Hussain, who was known as the strongest man in the West!
Who could imagine how earth-shattering and earth-shattering a master like Hossein must be to be able to groom such a peerless expert like him?
His originally calm and indifferent body gradually overflowed with an extremely heavy aura. At this moment, his originally amiable face appeared abnormally dignified!
His eyes were like torches, and his slightly hunched body suddenly straightened. Like a god, like — unparalleled in the world!
His knife-like lips opened slightly, and endless resentment leaped in his eyes, as if he wanted to chase the Holy See, who was revered by thousands of people, out of the holy land!
"But my disciple is dead, who should pay with his life?"
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