Alexa
#Not Arriving After

A ferocious battle was once again taking place, for the fifth time. Falling and waking up were commonplace and commonplace in every game, and presumably, he really had no sense of wanting to give up on running or succumbing to the battle this time around.

A vicious battle against his own grandfather. If usually a granddaughter will be devoted to her grandfather, then it is different from Valesha, who even has a strong enough ambition to kill the grandfather.

For him no matter the family or not, if it is wrong in his eyes and worse still wrong in the eyes of the world, then why does he defend the life of such a creature?

He also looked valiantly swinging his sword, flying only to dodge the attacks of the Valheins, and then kicking Valheins back with one of his leg ranks.

Bukk!

Blam it!

"Arkh!"

Puffff.

It looks like the old man pulled black liquid out of his mouth, maybe it's vampire blood, I don't know so far Alexa doesn't even know that vampires are perfect like Valheins apparently also have blood.

Her hair flew in the wind, while she spun after kicking Valheins back which now looks collapsed in front of both eyes. Presumably this time he actually managed to take down Valheins.

Uhhh!

He breathed his breath back, this fight was obviously more exhausting than it used to be when he fought against Muba, or also with Arsello and thousands of vampire groups.

Speaking of groups of vampires down there, the two camps are starting to get out of balance.

They all seem to have mastered the arena of battle, yes, the group of wolves who have now finally rediscovered the figure of a great warrior who will then make history in life in this world for some time to come.

A pair of father and son who are both leaders, struggle against the vampires in front of each of them, and occasionally slam their swords mercilessly, it was as if the two warriors were fed up with all this.

Presumably not a coincidence anymore, these two players on the very front line were seen to be mastering enemy lines, and even those two fighters had broken through the enemy defenses.

Now the two warriors are only seen working together to conquer the remnants of the vampire in front of them.

"Aish, I'm so tired, can't we take a break? I think I'd really like a drink, did you bring some water?" wilmer asked his son with a joke.

The son could only reply to the words from his mouth while waving his sword to drop the vampires on the ground.

"Suddenly the weather was getting hotter, it's not like it used to be, is it true that I'm dad?" shaga asked the father, still swinging his sword to bring down the vampires, and then throw the bodies of the vampires into the increasingly turbulent fire, moreover, the temperature was suddenly hot and it made it easier for the wolves to take down groups of vampires.

Bles!

Bang out!

Mr. Wilmer appears to have dropped two more vampires who had originally thrust swords at him. He seems to be a reliable guy.

"Look at you! looking so helpless in the sun, you think you can beat me? ck, just dream there in hell!"

The blouse!!

"Yahoo!!!"

And then he also seemed to throw the vampire's corpse into the hot coals.

Now that the group of vampires seemed to be feeling hot, they were indeed not created to live on a hot earth, they would have enough strength I was in the cool and pretty cold weather.

And because of the heat that the Phoenix bird emits calling Alexa, eventually everything begins to weaken, not only the herd of vampires, but also their leader, Valheins.

Of the many vampires that were there, it was just Alexa who looked fine, she did not even feel the slightest heat on her skin, she said, only his skin was visible which began to shine due to the sunlight that penetrated the pores of his skin.

For a moment Shaga looked up, wanting to see if maybe the state of Alexa up there was possible or not.

But he was indeed stunned, because he was not just looking at Alexa who was standing valiantly up there, but also the fire-winged Phoenix bird that was flapping its two wings on top of Alexa stood up.

He was careless made with that endless battle. His body was already getting tired, and he was also starting to feel bored, maybe because too long faced with an army of vampires who were too many, reaching ten thousands more, perhaps because they were too many, compared to his group that might only count around five thousand, it could have been lacking as well.

Huhh!

Who does not feel tired. And now he saw the awesome sight that was happening on top of the cliff there. A very amazing sight created from the figure of Alexa who was standing gallantly with the red robe he was wearing.

I did not choose the wrong wife.

Revealing her heart, she secretly admired herself.

Puk!

Suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder, and then smiled at him.

"She's a very good daughter-in-law."

Said the father who turned out to also secretly pay attention to Alexa up there.

The two smiled for a moment, until in the end a sword split the union between the two of them.

The two who were originally quite close, even sticking to each other, eventually had to get back apart, and began to return again in a boring war.

Said Mr. Wilmer on the figure of a large tall vampire, probably almost three meters high. And his body might be able to get enough dinner for all the members of his group.

It was a pity that he and his group did not like the cold-blooded killer meat at all.

Maybe it feels like alot. Understandably, their age is even up to three hundred years, more than that, maybe there are elders here who live up to a thousand years, are they bored and thinking about dying?

Never mind, stop joking around. Now it's time to get serious about the big, tall man.

"Oh no, your body is too big, son, do you want to step on my tiny body with both your legs?" asked Wilmer, not yet anything he already looks scared half to death.

The large, tall man was seen approaching Wilmer, putting away everything blocking his footsteps, and then looking at Wilmer with his sharp eyes.

Up close, it seems that he is more like a big baby. Is it possible that she has grown up since her mother's womb?

"Not with my legs, sir, rather, with my best friend, Tej!"

"Tej?" wilmer asked a little confused, nothing, the name sounded strange in both ears. Is that guy really a sane guy?

I don't know.

The large and sturdy man was seen raising one hand, precisely his right hand, and then showing a hammer that was large enough, yes, it seemed to be able to destroy Wilmer's body very easily.

"Wow!"

As the jagged hammer was pointed at Wilmer, the man could only smile wryly, not knowing how to deal with the comrade the man in front of him meant. Tej.

"You mean, he's Tej?" wilmer asked the man, pointing doubtfully at the hammer in the man's grasp.

The big man only looked to be smiling sideways. It was only realized that it turned out that the neck of the big man had a scar that was very hidden existence.

I don't know, even Wilmer accidentally found the wound. He probably doesn't care either. This wound on a man's neck must be a dog bite mark, or it might be a woman's bite mark.

Yeah, so far Wilmer's guess is really shallow.

"He. he. yes, he is my best friend, besides him, no one can satisfy me.."

Swosh!!

The hammer was lifted with all his might, and then he would aim towards where Wilmer was standing.

"Oh no, please don't." Mumbled Wilmer with a wiry.

The man quickly turned to himself, making him who at that time was still stunned could only resign, especially when the hammer was in sight.

"Dad!!"

Shaga shouted from a distance, apparently the boy saw his father during his foolish days.

Huhhhh!

Blam it!!

But Shaga had not yet moved from his place, or perhaps Wilmer was unmoved from his position, the hammer was seen to have hit the ground, making a vibration that they could feel from ten meters away.

"Dad? no!! daddy!!!" shaga shouted for a while, before she got an answer from anyone, including the big man if necessary.

He lowered his head, when he did not hear the voice of his father, he thought his father was dead.

But as he looked up, he saw a man staggering, with his body trembling without stopping.

He was silent for a moment, astonished and confused. How could his father have survived that enormous iron hammer?

"Dad?"

Call Shaga as he paraded the father away from the big man who is now being made busy trying to pull out the sharp teeth of his hammer that was stuck in the ground.

"Dad, why are you still alive?" shaga asked, apparently, lacking in concentration.

It was true that shock turned out, how not, he thought that his father would be crushed by the man with the hooch, but let alone crumble, not even blisters. Just the look of his father's face was very shocked, even sweating quite a lot.

"Somehow he missed." The father replied briefly, his legs still trembling unwilling to stop.

"Thank God, if you don't, I don't know how to bury you in a ruined state." Shaga continued with her chatter.

Hiyaaah!!

Until then the two people were still surprised by the figure of the big man behind them back, who apparently had managed to complete his own busyness.

And now the man was lifting his hammer back up high, and he was going to use it to attack Wilmer and Shaga.

"Shaga, my legs are cramping." Said Mr. Wilmer nervously.

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