In the trance formation, the man in gray robe smiled.

King Calvin and Lieutenant General George were all once proud and proud figures, but now they all grovel at their feet.

The man in gray robe felt endless pride and sense of accomplishment in his heart.

Is this human emotion? The man in gray robe thought to himself, suddenly feeling that being a "human" might be really good.

The man who was knocked down by him was begging for mercy and extended his hand to him. He decided to greet him in person.

After all, this is the subordinate he deserves more than Calvin.

The man in gray robe stepped out of the formation, came to George, and looked down at him.

"Are you willing to join me?" the man in gray robe asked.

After struggling for a moment, Heiyuan's expression remained one of sincerity.

"Yes, I do, Lord."

"good."

The man in gray robe was so excited. He was about to truly come to this human world, and the most important thing he needed was a talented subordinate. The man in front of him could withstand 3 moves in his hands in terms of force, which was more powerful than the king.

He leaned over slightly, stretched out his right hand, and was about to place it on George's head.

The black abyss suddenly rose up, and the guzheng cut across it, blocking the gray-robed man's hand. In his right hand was a foot-long dagger.

In the flash of cold light, he saw that the dagger was about to pierce the gray-robed man's throat. He exerted force on his waist and leaned his upper body backwards, barely escaping the kid's fatal move.

"Looking for death." The man in gray robe could not think about George's previous behavior, and now his mind was filled with murderous intent.

Heiyuan hit nothing with one move, but was not discouraged. He raised his right foot and prepared to dig out the egg from his crotch.

The man in gray robe had already reacted, used his feet hard, jumped back, distanced himself from George, and got out of the hand-to-hand situation.

The mage type has always had high attack power and weak health, and is very fragile in melee combat. If that kid makes a few more moves, I'm afraid he will be in danger.

The man in gray robe understands this truth, and Heiyuan also understands that he just pretended to surrender just so that he could have a chance to perform a melee assassination.

"Get out of here." The man in gray robe wanted to return to the divine formation, but found that Hei Yuan had taken the position when he was stabbing in the back. He could only avoid it and run around the edge of the cave.

A ball of icy flames formed in the hands of the man in gray robe, and hit George as he ran.

Hei Yuan suddenly felt the cold air, and the ball of ice came straight towards his face.

bass!

bass!

bass!

The frost balls were hitting the ground in a hurry, and the guzheng in Heiyuan's hand sounded sharply, each sound breaking the frost balls, calmly and leisurely.

He stayed in front of the formation with peace of mind, expecting that the man in gray robe would not want to get close.

Seeing that the frost ball attack was ineffective, the gray-robed man cast another spell, and suddenly a black wind blew up in the entire cave. All the debris in the cave was swept up into the air by the black wind, and was shattered into countless fragments by the wind. Each fragment was not very big.

, but the speed reaches a certain level and becomes extremely sharp.

Swish swish swish swish!

The sky was full of knives flying towards the black abyss, but he took his time and stepped forward. He placed the guzheng flat on his knees, placed his hands on the strings, and then suddenly plucked it forward, and the notes spread out as if they were real.

Come, collide with the knife streamer in the air.

Suddenly there was a crackling and popping sound in the cave.

"Boy, you were hiding just now." The man in gray robe was angry.

"I realized it's too late now." Heiyuan sneered back at the other party.

In order to lure the enemy deeper, his previous plan was to show weakness and be beaten passively. The man in gray robe is indeed powerful and has powerful magic power, but now that he has stepped out of the formation by himself, and the deity ceremony is not complete yet, Heiyuan guesses that the opponent

His strength may have been compromised due to the divine seance ceremony.

But now the war situation has changed, Heiyuan has changed from passive to active, and it will be unjustifiable for him to be beaten again.

After the black wind dissipated, Heiyuan placed his hands quietly on the strings and said loudly: "It's my turn to take action."

The song "Ambush from Flying Daggers" was played angrily, and an extremely pure energy field on Heiyuan's body continued to grow larger and stronger.

"Not good." The man in gray robe suddenly felt that something was not good. He stopped and started to exert force in the same posture. As his mouth opened and closed, strange syllables came out, and a black flame rose from his feet.

It's getting bigger and more turbulent.

As soon as George's sonic attack arrived, the black flame just enveloped his whole body.

However, the men in gray robes still underestimated the enemy. Rather than underestimating the enemy, it is better to say that the situation between the two sides has changed drastically.

The man in gray robe is so regretful now that he is ashamed,

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Absolutely no, he shouldn't take the initiative to leave the formation. Without the support of the formation, his combat power plummeted.

What's even worse is that the energy source of the array continuously supplies him with energy. After leaving, the energy is blocked and he can't hold on for much longer.

But he couldn't retreat. Once he retreated at this time, there would be no way to recover.

The sonic attack mainly targets mental power. The man in gray robe is really powerful. He is the most difficult person Heiyuan has dealt with so far. He was defeated rather than killed by the song "House of Flying Daggers".

One can imagine how terrifying this person's strength is.

If the deity ceremony had not been completed, if he had not committed suicide and left the formation, Hei Yuan might not have been his opponent.

The man in gray robe retreated continuously, and did not stop until he fell against the cave wall. His eyes were full of hatred. The gray robe on his body was torn to pieces in the previous battle, exposing a lot of flesh and blood.

He seemed to feel a chill on his face. The man in gray robe was stunned. He suddenly remembered something and immediately used his arms to cover his face.

However, I heard a taunt: "Stop blocking me, I've already guessed who you are, Minister Hugh."

Hugh, the king's closest minister, the king's right-hand man.

He has always been in the story, but he has never been seen.

The evil god descended into Xio's body.

"Now that you know my identity, you must die."

"Oh, that's right!"

Xio straightened up to bite, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and said with a solemn expression: "George, I did underestimate your strength and forced me to do this. I admit that you did have a few mistakes, but don't be too happy too early.

I still have means."

After he said this, he saw his right hand raised out of the cave, holding it in the shape of a claw. Gray mist formed in the palm of his hand, getting bigger and bigger, and the pressure became bigger and bigger.

Heiyuan frowned and stared at him, wondering what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

But he took precautions and kept his palms on the strings at all times. If danger came, the notes would be released instantly.

However, the expected attack did not come. The gray mist in Xio's hand no longer grew larger, but the energy field increased infinitely. Heiyuan was a little confused, and the target of the gray mist was not him.

The two sides were in a stalemate for a while, and a long sound came from their ears.

Heiyuan immediately stared. The man in gray robe's move was not an attack, but a move to retrieve something from a distance, and it was none other than King Calvin.

Calvin was also confused. He was fighting with Charles inextricably and was about to win, but he was pulled over by an invisible force.

The ash had a strangely powerful suction force, and it pulled a large living person alive from a long distance away.

This is not over yet, an even more terrifying scene occurs next.

Calvin was controlled by the gray fog like a puppet, unable to move his body or limbs, hanging limply, with only a pair of eyes filled with fear of death.

"Huhuhu." Charles chased after him and was also frightened by the scene in front of him.

"This...this is..."

Seeing Charles, Calvin seemed to have found a life-saving straw. His will to survive defeated his fear, and he opened and closed his mouth as if to say: "Save me."

The gray mist became more and more powerful, enveloping Calvin's entire body, and the strange suction began to suck out Calvin's life.

"No..." Calvin was completely desperate.

The man in gray robes whom he regarded as a god was treating him like an ant at the moment. He was simply unable and unwilling to accept the whole fact.

"Jie Jie Jie, you don't want to?" A ghostly voice sounded behind Calvin's ears.

"No, my Lord, I am your subordinate. I am responsible for your coming. How could you treat me like this?"

"Hahaha, since you know that you are my subordinate, isn't it natural for the subordinate to sacrifice his life for the Lord?"

Calvin's body began to twist and shrink, and his clothes became increasingly empty. Before he died, he looked at his former love, Charles, showing reluctance and hatred.

"Char...er...s...run."

A second before his death, the kindness belonging to Calvin finally returned. Looking at the withered king and his former friend, Charles's eyes turned red, and his anger turned directly into a violent state.

And the second stage.

"Hugh, go die."

Charles rushed over with his sword raised.
To be continued...