Oh no... Eric tried to save the situation in a panic, and looked at Du Ze and Xiu sincerely.

"I'm very sorry, my teammate was too impulsive, he didn't mean any harm." Eric's voice was full of apology, and the blond young man tried to express his affection: "I admire you very much..."

Du Ze felt a chill in an instant. The hands that were holding him tightly were so tight that it seemed as if they would tear his head off in the next second.

"I regret it." Xiu's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone: "You guys should die now, huh?"

The last slightly high-pitched ending was filled with evil meaning. Under everyone's gaze, the little dwarf tilted his head and glanced at the brown-haired man beside him, and ordered: "Kill them."

...What's wrong with you, Master?

A silly reader desperately recalled the previous dialogue: There is no problem at all, didn't the two of them have a perfect dialogue? Why does the protagonist look like he has been hit in the rage and is about to explode? Is the G-spot of elves different from that of dwarves? "Half-Blood" turns out to be a love-raising game, and different dialogue options are required to capture different forms of the protagonist!

After hearing Xiu's order, Old John began to walk towards the mercenary team. He still had a peaceful smile on his face and said softly, "Actually, I don't like death very much. The young master is a little willful now..."

Seeing that Old John seemed easy to talk to, Eric continued to try to prevent the conflict from happening: "We don't mean to offend you, there must be some misunderstanding!"

"The young master said that he wants you to die - I know this sounds too much." Old John's voice was full of tenderness and indulgence: "But I will tolerate his willfulness. He is our only young master now."

Eric was speechless for a moment. Facing the loyal old John, Enoch took out the dagger, Bart drew out the broadsword, and Honey jumped off Bart's shoulder.

The phoenix flapped its wings and left Old John's shoulder. Old John took out his fist blade and put it on. He looked at the mercenary squad and bent slightly as if he was bowing to apologize, or as if he was gathering strength before attacking.

"Please bear with me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Old John kicked his feet and rushed towards the mercenary team. Because Old John's speed was so fast, it seemed to Du Ze that the two sides were still dozens of meters apart in the previous moment, and in the next moment, the two sides were fighting hand to hand.

“Zheng!”

In a flash, Bart used his sword to block Old John's attack. The red fighting spirit strengthened his strength, but even so, Bart was still pushed by Old John and slid on the ground, leaving a deformed path. When the two came into contact, a strong wind pressure was formed, and the people around were blown back several steps.

Bart managed to steady himself. He stared at the brown-haired man opposite him, who was not very strong. The man was still smiling and looked relaxed. In contrast, Bart felt more and more exhausted. The veins on the man's hand holding the sword were bulging. His face turned red from overexertion and he was sweating more and more.

Bart felt the pressure on his hands getting stronger and stronger, and he could no longer bear it.

“Clang!”

Enoch rolled to the side, avoiding the flying sword. He stared at Old John in the field and shouted, "Fuck your tolerance! Does your tolerance mean we should just die!"

"Stupid Enoch!" Honey stamped her feet. "It's all your fault. My dear is angry!"

Eric ran to Bart, who was thrown aside by Old John, and helped the strong man up: "Bart, are you okay?"

"Eric," Bart said in a very dry voice. "Let's leave quickly. The opponent is a... Sword Master."

Enoch stopped talking instantly and stared at Old John in amazement.

The level difference in "Mixed Blood" is very cruel, and the gap becomes more obvious as the game progresses. Take warriors for example. With the same equipment, ten swordsmen cannot beat a great swordsman, twenty great swordsmen cannot beat a sword master, fifty sword masters cannot beat a great sword master, and a hundred great sword masters cannot beat a sword master. As for the God of War, he is a nuclear weapon. The only one who can break this law is the protagonist who is full of cheats. Challenging opponents of higher levels has always been the protagonist's privilege.

The Golden Mercenary Squad is indeed very powerful and has great potential, but they are still too young to face a Sword Master.

"You can't leave." Old John smiled amiably, "I have to satisfy the young master's wish."

Eric finally gave up and drew out his weapon, which was a sword made of light, with a layer of faint light on the slender blade. Even in this situation, the blond young man still spoke in a gentlemanly manner: "Excuse me."

The light element attached itself to Eric's body, blessing him. He approached Old John very cautiously. Bart found his great sword and joined the attack. Enoch looked at the three people who were fighting fiercely, then looked at Xiu and Du Ze. He whispered to Mi Er beside him: "Why don't I go and kill that dwarf, then - ouch!"

Enoch held his leg and cried out in pain. Mier glared at him fiercely, but she didn't stop cursing. Old John held Eric's sword and kicked Eric's armor, kicking the blond young man far to the edge of the square and hitting the wall. Then he nimbly flipped back, avoiding Bart's sword, caught the gap and wrapped his legs around Bart's neck, and threw Bart against the wall with force. After doing all this, Old John breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't chase to the edge of the square to hit him with another sword, but looked at Mier.

"It's not nice to play with fire, kid."

Mi'er didn't reply, she chanted the spell faster and faster. The fire elements gathered together and formed an eight-meter-long fire dragon in the air.

“…Fire Dragon Technique!”

Under Mi'er's control, the huge fire dragon rushed towards Old John. At this time, the sound of a bird like a sheng rang out in the air, and the fire phoenix flapped its wings and flew towards the fire dragon. Compared to the eight-meter-long fire dragon, the phoenix was only the size of the fire dragon's claws. However, under the eyes of everyone, the crimson bird grabbed the fire dragon's spine with its small claws, then flapped its wings vigorously and flew up.

The fire dragon made purely of fire elements was lifted up by the Fire Phoenix as if it had a physical body. Mi'er looked at all this with her eyes wide open: "Fire, Fire Phoenix?"

In this world, the Fire Phoenix is ​​a well-deserved fire beast. The Fire Dragon seemed to be absorbed and became more and more concentrated, and the feathers of the Fire Phoenix were covered with a layer of bright golden red light. It cried and flapped its wings. The rich fire element flowed down from its feathers and rushed straight towards Mi'er.

Bart's eyes were about to burst: "Miss——"

"BOOM!!!"

The square was filled with smoke, and many white papers were carbonized directly under the high temperature, blowing up and down. A figure ran out of the dust in a wolf-like manner. It was Enoch carrying Mier on his back.

"Ahem! Damn that thief!"

Mier cried on Enoch's back, "Wuwuwu, if Grandpa was here, he would never let a bird bully me!"

Bart and Eric finally let go of their worries, but before they could breathe a sigh of relief, they saw old John standing in front of them with a smile. The brown-haired man said nothing, but the fist blade raised high had already explained everything well.

A beam of light flashed by. It was so silent that even old John didn't notice the light until it touched his body.

"Click."

Old John pressed his torn chest and looked to the side. There was still no expression on the elf's face, but the trembling bowstring in his hand explained everything.

"So there is an archery saint..." Old John glanced at the arrow that pierced his chest. The arrow passed right through the third star on his chest - this is the dirty spot in the human heart. "I'll have to trouble the young master to fix it."

The mercenary team was equally surprised. They were not only shocked that their teammates were so well hidden, but also shocked that the brown-haired man who had fought with them for so long was actually a mechanical puppet! The elf looked at the wires and parts on the wound of Old John, and then moved his eyes to Du Ze. He raised his bow, put on the arrow, and this time aimed at Xiu.

"Give it up," said the elf.

Xiu let go of Du Ze, he tilted his head and asked, his expression even had a hint of innocence.

"Do you think you have this ability?" Xiu smiled with his eyes crooked. "Have you forgotten? This is... a dwarf ruin."

"Wake up, Yafujie." Xiu's voice was very gentle, as if he was calling a sleeping child.

Realizing something was wrong, the elf let go without hesitation, but the arrow ultimately missed the target, and Old John once again caught the arrow with his body - for a mechanical puppet, its parts can be replaced with new ones at any time, but the little master must not be harmed.

The elf drew out his arrow again, but it was too late. The ground was shaking violently, and a large crack appeared in the middle of the square. A giant silver-white mechanical puppet crawled out from the ground. Although it was large, it was very delicate, with six stars painted on its chest. The entire line was very smooth, and every arc was just right, like a work of art.

Legend has it that each circle of the Kabbalah Tree of Life has a guardian archangel, so the dwarves used the best materials to build ten six-star mechanical puppets, named after the legendary archangels, and placed them under each square. Each six-star mechanical puppet is equivalent to a...war god.

Even though the mercenary squad didn't know these legends of the dwarves, they still felt the danger. The strong sense of oppression brought to them by the perfect mechanical puppet was something they could only feel from their elders.

The mechanical puppet named Yafujie knelt down in front of the dwarf's small figure and lowered its beautiful head. Xiu touched its shell. All the parts of the mechanical puppet in front of him were made of the highest grade materials. This was the highest technological crystallization of the dwarfs.

"Destroy them."

After receiving the order, grey runes instantly covered Yafjie's silver-white shell. It turned towards the mercenary squad, and the light in its eyes turned into a deep red of attack.

"Bang——"

After just one encounter, Bart was seriously injured and lost his ability to fight. The elf's arrows kept accurately shooting at Yafjie's eyes and joints, but they could not break Yafjie's defense at all. The elf's usually calm expression finally showed a wave, that was the fear of death.

The increasingly serious situation finally made the silly and cute character who was out of the situation react: Emma, ​​are you really going to kill the mercenary team now? Wait, let’s not talk about the old enemy Eric, Enoch in the mercenary team is your future younger brother, and Mier’s little Loli is also one of the candidates for the harem! Are you going to kill your potential younger brother and sister as cannon fodder! ?

Du Ze thought about it again and again, but still couldn't figure out why the protagonist had to kill the mercenary team, so he could only attribute it to a bloody incident caused by a dialogue option.

A stupid person tried to save those potential stocks: "They, must die?"

Protagonist, if your little brother dies, who will serve you? If your sister dies, who will let you push her? If your nemesis dies, who will be entangled with you for life? So, protagonist, you have to think twice before you act!

Hearing this, Xiu tilted his head and stared at the black-haired young man beside him, his amber eyes filled with dark emotions.

"After hearing what you said," Xiu said, "I think they must die."

“Bang!”

Eric hit the wall hard, his right hand was broken, blood flowed from his head, covering half of his face. He looked at the mechanical puppet that mercilessly slaughtered his companions, and tore off a diamond-shaped crystal pendant from its neck. The pendant was filled with golden liquid, and an elemental symbol was wrapped in the middle. Without hesitation, Eric crushed the pendant.

"Come here quickly——"

The dazzling golden light burst out instantly, and Du Ze, who was still pondering the meaning of Xiu's words, was caught off guard by the light and closed his eyes in pain. However, at this moment, Du Ze felt his body tightened, and someone grabbed him and quickly retreated.

Xiu stretched out his hand, but he couldn't even grab the corner of Du Ze's clothes. He stared at Enoch who suddenly appeared and took Du Ze away, his voice full of anger: "Yafjie!!!"

Yafje grabbed Enoch at lightning speed, but after grabbing Enoch, it paused for a moment, and the mechanical puppet opened its hands in confusion, but there was nothing in its hands. In another direction, Enoch's figure gradually appeared, and he rushed into the circle of light surrounding Eric and others with Du Ze.

A bright light flashed, and the mercenary team disappeared from the square, and the black-haired young man disappeared as well. Xiu looked at the place where they disappeared, his nails dug deep into his flesh, and his small body trembled.

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Don’t look, don’t think, don’t touch!

This guy is mine.

——【Black Box】

Author has something to say: Enemy: I admire you very much...

Protagonist: You can die now. (Summoning Machine)

Reader: A dialogue option led to a murder.

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Reader: I admire you very much...

Protagonist: What a coincidence, me too. (Throws down the reader)

Author: A dialogue option led to a murder.

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Well, "Mixed Blood" was an idea that someone came up with in the past. It only had a setting, not even an outline, so the current excerpts of "Mixed Blood" were all written recently = =.