The sellers in the trading area quickly rushed to the battlefield. The old man who obviously looked like he had age spots was waving the black cane in his hand like a tiger; the middle-aged lady who obviously looked frail was holding silk in her hands.

Floating around, he strangled those who dared to get close to him; and the man who sold grain and oil clenched his hands into fists, and countless lavender

The color runes were clearly extinguished on the fist peak. Different from the ordinary magic patterns, the magic patterns on his body seemed to be drawn. They did not emerge from under the skin, but protruded on the arms. There was no warning, majestic

The power mixed with the dazzling light spots rotated rapidly, just like an illusory devil descending to earth, throwing out his arrogant power wantonly on the streets.

But how could those well-equipped teams be defeated? The intruders who were twice as many as them were not so easy to mess with. Everyone, including the orcs, had already put on well-made chainmail armor without knowing it, and their feet were

The armor is put on, and even the boots are made of metal.

"I don't know why you people have provoked our boss..." The magic lines that keep flashing on the old man's face are like a huge spider web, layered and dense, and his wrinkles

Reflecting on each other, "But, this fight is inevitable!"

He waved his hand, his eyes secretly locked on the three or four intruders, and immediately informed the sellers around him one by one with his eyes.

This is your own prey.

Creak... creak...

The old man twisted his head, making an old and decaying squeezing sound. The cane he held in his hand suddenly fell from his hand and hit the ground heavily.

Woo...Woo...Woo——

A distant roar loomed from the ground, as if responding to some call. Sculptures made of stone actually sprung up from the ground!

Three humans, one orc... right...

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, his hands turned into claws, and the two knuckles on the index finger of his right hand suddenly twisted outwards under the control of magic power, as if they had been pressed hard against a hard stone!

Next is the middle finger, ring finger, and little finger...

A very light and very thin magical thread extends from the tip of each twisted finger of the old man, which tightly wraps around the sculpture drilled out of the ground, and finally slowly sinks into the interior of the sculpture.

Buzz...buzz!

Just like the blooming gardenias, dots of magic light spots quickly emerged from the surfaces of these four stone sculptures. The rotating spells gradually took shape as the magic power surged. Visibly to the naked eye, these stone sculptures were like inflated balloons.

, from head to toe, marching majestically towards the surrounding buildings!

"These little toys are of no use..." the intruder who was fighting with the old man spat in a disdainful tone.

But he saw the old man pushing with his palm and turning the cane in front of him, forcefully forcing back all the intruders who were entangled with him, his eyes cold.

"It's of no use..." The old man's face suddenly showed a bright and pure smile, "It's of no use..."

Immediately afterwards, his eyes popped out, he held the dark cane with both hands, smashed it down hard, and inserted the shiny bottom end of the cane into the ground!

Bang! Bang!

A crackling sound suddenly emerged from the rapidly expanding stone sculptures. Before those people could react, huge shadows had already fallen from their heads, getting bigger and bigger!

Those enlarged stone sculptures were the "toys" they called them. They bent their backs, crushed their flesh and bones, and broke their muscles and bones, making it impossible for them to move forward.

This is the old man's unique method of using magic power. After a certain period of time, if he is willing, even a magic idiot will find some ways of his own.

Deformation and manipulation are the strengths of the old stone carver.

However... he is already very old, and manipulating many stone sculptures at the same time is a bit overwhelming for his body. He can barely handle these four people.

Next, it depends on how long [The Punisher] and Anthony himself can delay. These businessmen are just supplements and cannot serve as the main combat force at all.

At this time, Anthony was covered in oil and sweat, with cold light flashing around his body. Several large knives were flying in the air according to the fat man's will, cutting away the endless blood mist, looking for opportunities to hurt the orc body inside.

However, the strength of this guy in front of him... Anthony is already a bit overwhelmed now.

A huge pressure surged out of the body of the lion orc. According to his judgment, it must be the strange sword in the orc's hand, which was emanating from the source of the blood mist. Because at the beginning, the momentum of the lion orc itself was

It wasn't that he was very strong. Only when he used the magic sword, his aura suddenly increased, and he seemed to be a completely different person.

Two points of red light emerged from the blood mist that condensed into a solid state. Anthony stepped on the hilts of the knives arranged in an orderly manner in the sky with his feet. Through these two light sources, he could judge the specific identity of the orcs.

Location.

"Hoo——!" The huge body in the blood mist moved!

He raised the sword in his hand, raised it straight to the top of his head, and then swung it down!

The overwhelming blood mist! They were crushing everything they encountered on the road! Anthony screamed secretly, slapped his belly, and two more machetes flew out. With two clicks, the two machetes with Anthony's magic power came out one after another.

Then, it flew straight towards the lion orc's eyes.

However, just like the flying leaves in the sky encountering the stormy waves, Anthony was horrified to find that the two knives he threw with all his strength gradually slowed down in the blood mist!

That layer of blood mist forcibly rubbed away the magic power attached to Anthony's machete! And as time went by, the two machetes were quickly ground into powder by the blood mist, and stuck to the ground along with the light rain in the sky.

, eventually flowing into the sewer.

"How is it possible..." Anthony feels a little pain now. This knife cost more than 1,500 gold coins. He lost two of them at once. It seems that he needs to get some from the warehouse... This

It's all money...

"Invulnerable!" A rough roar came out sarcastically in the surging blood mist.

But Anthony heard the hidden pain in it! He seemed to be enduring something that would cause him great pain!

In other words, while this big sword gives him power, it also makes him feel extremely painful, right?

Anthony raised his eyebrows, wiped his lips with his thumb, and grinned slightly.

In other words, it's just a matter of who can last longer, right? This is his strength! He has a total of twenty-four swords! Now even if he loses two of them, what will happen!

"Go!" Anthony's body turned sharply in the air, and machetes quickly flew out from his belly. These machetes received Anthony's order and immediately stood in front of Anthony like artillery.

【In my name, turn over!】

Seeing that the fat man was about to fall to the ground, the magic chant he shouted took effect instantly. Anthony, who was originally on his head on the ground, quickly turned up and down with the help of magic power, and calmly took the two cocks that were already extremely thirsty with his hands.

The machete, without any hesitation, was thrown towards the lion orc on the spot!

"Humans just love to play these little tricks!"

The majestic blood mist seemed to grow in size, forming a huge vortex, destroying the two machetes again!

But that's not the end yet! There are four other blind spots that the lion orcs will never notice!

Whoa! The sharp knife penetrated the flesh, and there was a painful groan!

He succeeded! As long as he is fast enough...as long as he is fast enough! He can find the blind spot where the blood mist cannot exist and attack him effectively!

The flying blood mist was like a flood. Without the lion orc's control, it spread out in all directions, eventually turning into fly ash that could be seen everywhere. The ferocious face of the lion orc gradually became clear as the blood mist dispersed.

"Unforgivable...unforgivable..." The lion orc looked ferocious, and two machetes pierced his thigh and upper arm respectively until the handle was gone!

Anthony waved his hand, and the eighteen machetes floating in the sky flew back to his belly one by one. His eyes were still wary, but he had already begun to use his peripheral vision to glance at the fighting situation around him.

There are too many of them! And most of their own men were sent to protect Marshall... It would be a matter of time before they defeated Anthony and [Punisher]. Anthony knew this very well, and he didn't want to die because of it.

.

His task is to extend the time as quickly as possible, so as to create a deliberate dislocation for them to pause for a while.

Click!

Anthony turned his head suddenly and saw that the lion orc who was in great pain now had no expression on his face, and the two machetes stuck in his body were cut off in the middle!

"What...! This is impossible!" Anthony saw the endless blood mist pouring out again, pushing out both the blades in the lion orc's body, and eventually grinding them into pieces.

His body was healing unnaturally quickly! The cracks that were visible two or three seconds ago had been filled up in the blink of an eye.

"Do you think this is all I can do!" The lion orc threw away the sword in his hand and clenched his fists fiercely. Anthony saw the murderous eyes and couldn't help but take half a step back!

Why...he threw away his big sword, and a steady stream of blood mist still emerged from his body!

Before his thoughts could turn around, a fist as big as a sandbag rushed in front of him, and the strong wind forced Anthony to make a quick judgment related to his life!

【In my name! Swiftness!】

Anthony's body slid through the air like a ghost, and one machete after another was unsheathed from his body, slashing at the lion orcs rushing toward him from all angles!

However, without exception, these flying machetes were all worn away by the blood mist that hit them head-on!

Bang!

An extremely domineering punch penetrated Anthony's fat belly, but made a tooth-piercing clanking sound!

"Cough! Cough cough..."

His body is equivalent to a magic weapon.

And now, twisted steel plates, flying gears, flashing gem particles, and various screws mixed with bright red blood, crackled and exploded from Anthony's abdomen!

Anthony was knocked away by this punch, and the machetes stored in his body fell out of his bleeding belly in a twisted manner, and were immediately ground bit by bit by the blood mist that came straight towards him.

This fat man was covered in blood, and his fat body was embedded in the wall of the building he built with his own hands - he smashed through the walls of several buildings in a row, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and his face was twisted and painful.

This is ridiculous...this is impossible...

[Paradise Lost, move me to a safe place...]

He coughed up a mouthful of blood and finished his sentence intermittently.
Chapter completed!