"boom."

The black and white fist wind was like tearing apart cloth strips, pulling Ogette's whole body into pieces, and then continuing to roll towards the forest.

The sand, gravel and soil on the ground were swept by fist wind, forming a huge horizontal tornado, destroying all objects in front of it, turning into powder and continuing to join it. It was not until it hit the mountain, and then it dissipated, and the swept away all the debris accumulated into a small mound.

Most of the entire forest was directly destroyed, and many of the ancient trees that had been aged for a hundred years were directly pulled out.

"Wow."

Ogate's fragments turned into a dark green rain, and after it fell, a small part continued to transform into maggots and gathered towards Annick's front.

"I'm not willing to give up, I'm just one blow."

Annick's body was not enough to support another blow, and the breathing between his nose slowly decreased, and the world in front of him became faded little by little, like an ink painting wet by rain. After being unable to stand steadily, Annick's mouth turned upward, and he smiled unwillingly, closed his eyes and leaned to the sky and fell on the grass.

"Tsk tsk, I am worthy of being a cultivator, who fought with us back then."

Ogette was only one yard tall after recovery this time, almost the height of the legendary dwarfs and goblins, which was a little shorter than the halflings.

Looking at Annick who fainted, Ogette was not ready to show mercy, but now his power and magic are consumed a lot. If the summoner who ran away just now came back, he would have to run away.

"You have to save some magic power to deal with subsequent tracking. Boy, I can only use this to send you on your way."

Ogette took off the blood-sucking from Annik's left hand, looked at the scalpel carefully, revealing a little joy.

"It's indeed an extraordinary item. I didn't expect this guy to be quite rich. OK, I'll send you on the way."

Just as Ogette squatted down and was about to use this sharp dagger to cut Annik's trachea, a strange sound rang out in the silent forest.

"Dingling, dingling, crunching."

The sound of a bell and the sound of wooden wheels driving on the mountain road suddenly rang directly behind. After this battle, there were less than three places of living creatures, and the sound clearly penetrated into Ouget's ears.

Ogette immediately felt extremely uneasy in his heart. This was even more uneasy than the Silver Age. His battle with the monks of Tianyan Sect made him feel even more uneasy.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost? Do you dare to fight me?"

"Sir, the young man under your command just gave us a favor yesterday. Can you let him go?"

A brown donkey pulled a flatbed truck in a white mist, and the outline gradually became clearer, and then Ogette saw clearly who it was.

A middle-aged man and woman were sitting in the truck, driving a man, wearing a white formal attire and a blue bow tie, holding a long whip in one hand and holding the reins in one hand.

A middle-aged beautiful woman in a long green dress sat sideways on the left side of the truck, holding a thick book in her hand, and seemed to care about this side at all.

"Who are you? You dare to talk to me like this, and you will now surrender to me and swear allegiance to our Lord's words, and you will gain eternal life."

Ogette didn't know why he was so uneasy. Although he probably couldn't beat an extraordinary person now, he didn't see any magic fluctuations in the middle-aged couple in front of him.

If only two ordinary people have an extraordinary weapon, there is no reason to be afraid of anxiety.

"Oh, that's the conversation. Alas, I've just got a festive atmosphere. I really don't want to kill anyone. Oh, no, it's a demon-killing."

As soon as the man finished speaking, Ouget immediately slashed the blood in his hand towards Annik's trachea. Whether he scared himself or not, it would be correct to first solve the guy who broke himself four times.

As soon as the blood-devouring blade touched Annik's skin, Ogter found that his hands were no longer following his command. A trace of freezing began from his fingertips and quickly spread upwards. After a breath, the demon turned into a light blue ice sculpture.

Not only him, but the air was frozen. Snowflakes mixed with light blue and white began to float in the sky. This was when the nitrogen and oxygen in the air reached more than minus 210 degrees Celsius and condensed into solids.

The man blew a sigh of relief at Ogter, "Huh."

A north wind blew in the forest, and Ogette's live ice sculpture turned into tiny powder, which disappeared after being blown into the air.

"It's okay, this little guy."

After the man dealt with the big demon, he turned around and asked the middle-aged beautiful woman behind him. Only then did she put down the book, looked at Annik who was lying on the ground, and then replied indifferently.

"No big problem. Our gift yesterday was effective overnight. It can only be said that it surpassed the genius. Although his breathing was almost stagnant, there was a gift from our old friend on his left hand, which would never be lost."

"That's fine, let's go."

The donkey pulled the truck and gradually merged into the fog, and then the entire back profile gradually dissipated.

I don't know how far away, there was a very loving face, a short, fat green body and fat limbs, huge demons were stirring a huge pot with a spoon. While stirring, muttering, a black mist emerged from the pot, full of indescribable diseases, and bacteria were churning in the mist. His spoon was also covered with maggots, falling into the pot one after another, and then the green juices were newly formed maggots on the spoon.

Around him, some of the three small demons, some holding swords and staffs, and one holding a double-edged axe, were standing behind him obediently, further away from the Big Three. Countless green plague carriers, including demons, humans, goblins, werewolfs and blood clans, their skin was corrupt and ulcerated, and indescribable stench appeared on their swollen limbs.

Each of these guys was making noises, some preaching how many diseases they had spread, some preaching how many fresh souls they had brought to the Lord. These noises overwhelmed the crunch of the corruption floor and the sound of the spoon scratching the cauldron.

"Hey, my clone consciousness connection is broken."

The huge demon holding the double-edged axe muttered, and then his two colleagues laughed.

"Why, I said you don't pay attention to a human being's greeting, and you're confident enough to reveal a wisp of soul. These have been killed. Ogate, you are the first person who is so embarrassed in these eight thousand years."

"Shut up, how could humans kill my clone? Let me curse that bastard actually attack me."

After Ogette finished speaking, he closed his eyes, and a complex magic array appeared on his head, and a stream of energy soared into the magic array.

Suddenly, the flashing magic circle stopped, Ogette showed a look of horror, and a wisp of ice crystal began to emerge from his feet, constantly freezing upwards.

"Save me, my lord!"
Chapter completed!