Several figures were walking through the woods. While they were running, they looked back. In the misty forest, a huge creature was slowly moving.
But it seemed to move slowly, and the span of each step was extremely huge, so it followed the group firmly. Before that thing, there were countless dead tree people, who moved faster, and from time to time, shooting out a silver-gray vine wrist wrapped around the obstacle in front, allowing themselves to move across the terrain, extremely flexible.
From a distance, it looks more like a silver tide covering the ground, circling the rocks, and swallowing up everything that is blocking them.
"Govanni," someone shouted, "they are catching up!"
The young man who was called looked back, looked at the few people following him, and stretched out his hand to the shield guard who called him, "Give me the things, I'll stop them."
"No," the person who spoke was a little panting and shook his head, "I can't run anymore, let me do it."
"You still have the resurrections?"
"I have three more times."
"Then I'll leave it to you." Giovanni looked at the other party and nodded.
Without saying a word, the man turned around and erected a big shield on the ground. The investigation team promised to give double compensation, but it was not this that he cared about, but it made him feel very exciting.
The people of Silver Wind Watchmen rely on getting closer to the parliament and the alliance, pretending to be an official organization on weekdays, but people outside have long been unable to stand these people for a long time.
What's more—
Giovanni looked back and saw the dead tree men shooting out a vine wrist at the other party, accurately wrapping around the other party's big shield, and then more vines wrapped around, lifting his big shield away.
A vine wrapped around the other person's thighs, and then a flash of light was generated by the explosion of gray crystals. The explosion raised countless silver dust into the sky and fell down one after another, forming a fog.
The substance inside was made of the same material as the Holy Emblem used in the making of Aimeya, silver-gray wood blessed by the unicorn girl.
Giovanni immediately turned around and said to the others, "There is not much time left for us. Before that fog dissipates, there is only two minutes at most to speed up."
Everyone accelerated the pace.
...
Lian, Elorya and Merell were surrounding the center of the ash branch, the branch from the heart of the Saint White Tree, the only one left on it.
It had already died, and even if it was stained with gray matter, it would not be possible to regenerate into towering disaster branches. However, the three of them drew a small ritual magic circle around it.
Three holy emblems of different materials are placed in three directions of the tree heart. The elf princess's holy emblem is silver-gray, taken from the oldest oak tree heart, and then reinforced with magic and blessings; the elf holy elf personally performed rituals on it, and penetrated the dew from the holy white woods, making the blessed wood tight and firm, like steel.
The holy emblems of Airoya and Merrell are from the most ordinary wicker wood, and magic has been applied to it and woven into the shape of a unicorn. It is the holy beast of Aimeya and the symbol of the unicorn girl.
Faela and Ellovin also participated in the battle. When someone tried to attack the flank of the investigation team, one of the two elves guarded the bow and arrow, with an elegant posture.
He let go of the bowstring, and the arrow passed through the gap above a knight's kite-shaped shield like a meteor, and shot into the hole in his helmet.
The knight screamed and fell on his back. A nightingale pounced on her back and dragged her back, asking a priest to heal her.
Eleven once again fired an arrow at the priest, but a shield guard raised his shield to stop him and let the feather arrow hit the shield.
Then the man waved his sword and asked the others to launch a round of attacks.
Faera set up a large shield and held a spear in his hand to block Alovin's front. Alovin also threw away his long sword, drew out his double swords, ready to face the enemy.
Among the three elves, only Ai Luoya seemed a little nervous and looked at the battlefield from time to time. The magical firelight intertwined and reflected into her vision.
Lian's eyes were quiet, as if they were all placed on the ceremony. The elf princess was focused. When a beam of fire arrow flew over the heads of the three of them, she only lit up her deep eyes.
Like the refraction of a gem.
She turned her head, looked at the girl beside her, and said, "Merille, are you ready?"
Merriel, who was standing beside her, felt a little quiet inside. The sadness that she couldn't suppress in her heart had passed away, leaving only a sense of responsibility, a sense of responsibility for these people, friends, and herself - to the leader:
"I'm ready, but this grey branch..."
"I will try to make it assimilate our breath, but I can't do it alone. In this process, the will of the holy tree will come, and it will definitely alarm the gray branches."
"I need you to use your will to block the perception of the Holy Tree. I will ensure your safety in the process, but if you fail, our spells will become invalid."
Lian's eyes were on Merriel: "It's hard, but you are the purest and most determined unicorn girl I've ever seen in Linnorel. In some ways, you are even much better than me - Merriel, I believe you can do it."
"Your Highness the Princess..."
Merriel nodded slightly.
An indescribable feeling arose from the heart of His Highness the princess. Those who are willing to believe in her, her innocence and childishness, their eyes intertwined with each other into a heavy responsibility.
And the heavy burden was now on her shoulders, "Merille, thank you for forgiveing ​​my willfulness."
She had already made a vow in her heart that she would avenge Linseya, not as the elf princess of the Elf Court, but as the founder of the Saint Society.
Their companions, close friends, and leaders.
Lian turned around and looked in one direction. Smoke and flames reflected in her deep eyes. The thick smoke had already covered most of the battlefield, and red lightning flashed from time to time.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The air is filled with the smell of sulfur, and you can even feel the burning flames in this direction. The high temperature seems to have raised the entire forest several degrees.
She knew in her heart that the real outcome of this battle should be decided there, that was a silver rank - but for some reason, she would rather believe the young alchemist.
The young alchemist who was concerned about in the heart of the Elf Princess is now fighting against the assassin of the Gray Hellhound.
AshClaw and Dalier intersected, and a sword almost picked up the big sword in Miss Catman's hand and flew out. Not only that, the sword almost wiped her neck.
Even though he blocked it with a big sword, he still left a wound on his arm. Dalier's hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, and the rose blood slid down the hilt of the sword.
AshClaw turned into thick smoke, and the sound seemed to be everywhere in this smokey world. "Didn't you find it yet? You are not my opponent, little girl. Even if I take action head-on, you can't stop it-"
"Then why don't you take action head-on? Don't you dare?"
Dalier responded with a sneer, and her snow-white fangs showed her emerald-like pupils with a contemptuous light flashing, "Why don't you let go of your hellhound? Is it because the power of the law is not enough?"
AshClaw was poked into the pain and snorted coldly, "Even sharp teeth and sharp mouths can't change your situation. I'm so lucky because I'm waiting for the spell to be completed. What are you waiting for, waiting to die?"
"I'm waiting for you to reveal your flaws!" Dalier roared angrily, and suddenly shot in the direction she decided, slashing down with a sword.
But she was wrong in her judgment. The big sword in her hand only separated the smoke and cut a hole. Moreover, she tried her best to reveal the flaws behind her.
A cloud of smoke turned into a human form behind her, holding an elf stabbing sword in her hand, and stabbed her vest with a sword. AshClaw's voice was smug, "I see it is you who reveals the flaw-"
But his voice came to an abrupt end.
The sword in his hand pierced into Dalier's vest without any obstacles, and even pierced the magic furnace behind her, but it was like stabbing a clay statue, Dalier's whole body cracked from the middle.
The female knight cracked into countless pieces of earth, and scattered all over the ground with a "wow" sound. The fragments all over the ground were like a vicious joke, making ruthless mockery at him.
A gust of wind came from behind his head, but AshClaw never gave his full strength. He immediately turned into a cloud of smoke and merged into the dark environment.
The great sword cut from behind him and cut it flat, but only stirred the smoke and dust in the sky, splitting it into two.
"What the hell?"
Although AshClaw avoided this attack, he was still quite surprised. He had already seen that Dalier, who was pierced by him, was more like a golem.
A component.
But any component will turn into soil after being crushed. The clay golem is not in this form, not to mention that those fragments are turning into gravel in a form visible to the naked eye.
That combat craftsman again?
AshClaw turned around and tried to find Cui Xisi's trace from the smoke, but he did not find the fairy lady, but saw Fang Zhu the next moment.
On the other side of the smoke.
Fang Zhu didn't pretend to be with the Gray Hellhound's Assassin, and threw away the magic wand that was used to pretend to behave in his hand, and raised the magic gloves.
When AshClaw saw this scene from afar, how could he not understand that he was deceived? He was about to go in that direction - but suddenly, a strange ripples swept past him.
Then AshClaw heard a buzzing sound, as if something was blown to pieces. The crystallized ground in front seemed to be stroked by an invisible hand, and the crystallized surface turned into powder in an instant.
He was stunned for a moment before realizing that someone had released a sound explosion nearby, but before he could realize what the spell meant, a big sword had stabbed from the side.
And this time Dalier finally guessed it right-
On the other side of the fog, Tianlan was busy putting down the seven-stringed zither. She watched her spells produce effects in the fog, and the beams attenuate on objects of different materials and produce echoes.
Then the simply modified wind element detector immediately lit up, and the position of beams formed on the crystal, the poet felt as if he was being fished out of the water, and breathed a sigh of relief.
She immediately shouted:
"Finished, found!"
"Coordinates!" Paparal was so popular that he was filled with smoke.
"Oh, G671N319, W...W71°, about sixty feet."
Fang Yuchi cast a signal there without thinking, and then he waved his hand, and a row of dragon hunters with red light in his eyes were slowly walking out from behind him.
A golden flame flashed on his shoulder, and Nini appeared there with her little tail rolled up. She shook the golden flame, revealing her little fangs, and looked ahead with a belligerent gaze.
The female knight's perseverance made AshClaw a little annoyed, but he was about to force the opponent away with a sword, but at this moment, a sharp roar came from far and near.
He subconsciously turned sideways and a crossbow arrow flew past his original position, nailed to the ground not far away, and his wings shaking.
AshClaw was shocked. How did the other party find him here? The blind cat hit the dead mouse?
But he didn't have much time to think, because Dalier once again waved his sword and stopped him.
AshClaw finally couldn't bear it anymore. A black flame ignited from the elf stinging sword in his hand. He shot at the other side with a quick sword and stabbed Dalier in his heart.
But the female knight turned around and formed a clone in front of him. The clone seemed to be made of clay sculpture, rising from the ground and slashing at him with a sword.
AshClaw didn't quite understand the principle of this scene, but he didn't need to understand it either. The meaning of the illusion is to confuse the public. This kind of clone generated in person only made him sneer.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Can a clone still use the Swordsman's Double-Blade Cross Slash to pose any threat to him, or can it break his defense with ordinary attacks?
But the clone seemed to hear his heart and immediately proved it to him. It threw the great sword in its hand out of its hand and rushed towards him. The great sword swirled in the air and flew towards him like a windmill.
AshClaw almost didn't look stunned. The Great Swordsman is not a nightingale. There are daggers to throw at any time and anywhere. If the Great Sword is out of hand, it means that it reveals a fatal flaw. Therefore, their throwing skills are generally powerful and powerful, and they can defeat the enemy with one blow.
He didn't dare to bet that it was a false move, so he could only draw back the sword and bounce it back. When a loud bang bounced the giant sword away, the force coming from his hand was indeed not like a fake.
But before he could be surprised, Dalier on the left had already chased him with a sword. AshClaw was hastily blocking a sword, and sparks flew everywhere, and both of them flew out.
This was the first time AshClaw retreated in the sword fight. He still had the advantage of his power, but the balance bar was almost cleared after several rounds of attacks.
And as soon as he landed, another sharp wind came from behind him. AshClaw had no choice but to draw out another sword and slash it backhandedly, splitting the flying crossbow arrow into two.
His heart sank.
Now it is completely certain that the other party does not know how to find his position through what means to do.
The successive offensives made AshClaw's thoughts a little confused for a moment and he couldn't calm down. He had to force himself to calm down and try to find out what was wrong.
But it was at that time that two somewhat peculiar components rushed out of the smoke beside them.
The components look a bit like the basic model sword holders, but they are covered with a layer of light yellow crystals. They do not use long swords, but have a pair of gray and white claws.
Two visual crystals with red light flashed in this direction and immediately found AshClaw on the side. They made a low mechanical sound and rushed towards this direction.
AshClaw didn't even think about it, and waved his sword and slashed at one of the Gujun Guards.
The structure seemed strange, but its movements were clumsy. Before he could react, he slashed into his chest with a sword, flew out like a cannonball, hitting the ground, splitting.
But what AshClaw never expected was that the structure immediately climbed up from the ground like nothing happened, grabbed an arm scattered on the ground and connected it to his body, twisted it hard and inserted it on his shoulder.
Then the light yellow crystals on its body shone with light, wrapping the two together again, and then the component staggered in this direction.
It seemed to have suffered a serious injury and was staggering, but it had just taken a few steps and was already jumping around and rushed towards this direction.
AshClaw was stunned. He had seen too many strange things today, but this strange structure was far beyond his expectations.
He immediately thought of something, and swept the remaining component with his backhand. The sword light swept under the other party's waist, splitting its upper and lower bodies into two, and sweeping away from afar.
Then he pulled away and hid in the smoke.
The battle was full of weirdness to him, and he had already felt a little threatened. He now had to figure out how the other party found himself-
But at that time, the familiar ripple came again.
It swept past him, and the resonance of the high-frequency sound waves caused the bottles of potions hanging around his waist to explode, and glass fragments and potions scattered all over the floor.
At that moment, AshClaw felt like a flash of lightning flashed through his heart, which made him understand in an instant what was happening - Sound wave.
"The flames of hell are shadows and thick fogs that are produced in the realm of the law, but the entity of the law is that realm itself, not the smoke."
"But this does not mean that the smoke can be blown away, because in fact it is produced in that field all the time, nor will it enter any area outside of any field."
"All magic, ether or other detection methods that come from outside the realm can be blocked by the master of the law, except for some things-"
"The realm of the law cannot forbidden the substances, breezes, air, rivers, and water that exist in reality. Otherwise, wouldn't the master of the law be able to seal everyone in it and suffocate them to death."
"But Hell Flames can't do such a thing."
"So Tianlan, have you figured it out?"
"ah?"
"It's the sound," Alissa shook her head, "The sound can penetrate the thick fog, so we can communicate inside, and likewise, it can be used to find the other person's position-"
"When we lose our entities, we do not turn into smoke or shadows, but just hide in it," explained Miss Nightingale. "Otherwise, we should be invincible in that state and will not be harmed."
“But no matter how we change, there are some features that are constant, and the echo of the sound will bring back our position and reflect its features back.”
"It's the same principle as the wind element detector?" Tianlan suddenly realized.
"It's against Tiangang," Fang Yu patted his forehead, "That's called sonar, Tianlan."
But it is unrealistic to let the poet lady be a humanoid sonar array, and the poet's ability she masters cannot be done.
But there are always some characteristics and principles in this world that are the same as that, and they are even the magic products developed from it.
With the current level of square pluck, you can easily rub a small wind element detector and then transform it into the product that its technical foundation originally came from.
It's not complicated, either.
Although it is very rough, it is enough to be able to determine the general orientation and distance of the other party at close range.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The poet motivated the strings and wanted to form the sharpest notes to form a beam to concentrate in one direction. The principle is a bit like a poet's spell - sound explosion.
It is also difficult for her to continue to do this, which is enough to prove that she still has some talent in the field of poets and has made some hard work, but not much.
But she suddenly jumped up: "He, he came here, help me!"
"Don't be nervous!" said the Paparal.
But he became nervous first, and immediately trotted back with his crossbow, setting up a crossbow there again.
Tianlan said angrily: "Parker!"
"I'm here to protect you better. I'm a crossbow shooter!" The Paparals spread their crossbow with confidence.
Tianlan looked at this guy with gritted teeth.
However, in the smoke, AshClaw was not as calm as Tianlan thought. The moment he noticed the problem, he had already found the poet Miss who was making trouble.
He abandoned the Gujun Guard and rushed in that direction, but a red dot appeared in the smoke, and a row of components he had never seen before came out from there.
Almost the moment they saw AshClaw, they raised their magic guns and shot at him.
AshClaw couldn't bear it anymore. He kept keeping his hands because he was always on guard against the magician who had not taken action, in case the other party suddenly appeared and implied himself like last time.
But now before the magician girl appeared, he felt a new threat - even with the strength of the silver level, his physical strength was not much higher than that of ordinary Saint Selected.
His protection mainly comes from his law abilities, the outstanding dodge and balance ability he gains because of his level, and his hiding ability.
But to be fair, the opponent's strength is not too bad, and he himself is not the kind of player who is good at head-on combat.
When facing Dalier, against these strange components, and the other party's ability that he has not yet understood, if it is a head-on battle, no matter how tightly he protects it, there will always be a mistake.
He gained the upper hand with his own law domain, the thick fog and black smoke generated by the flames of hell, and his hiding ability that was enough to gain an advantage in front of his opponents at the same level.
But at present, the other party not only noticed his weakness, but also found himself with simple means.
When he is in the realm of law, his protection level is still worse than that of himself in his usual state.
But what AshClaw considered at the first time was not to remove the realm. With his current level of law power, it is likely that it will be difficult to display it.
What he thought of was naturally to kill the person who could find him and kill him.
But the other party's repeated methods of blocking him finally made him feel a little anxious. The anxiety made him no longer so calm, and he didn't care about so much, so he just used all his strength to go all out.
AshClaw looked at the strange components that were blocking him and pushed forward.
An invisible force was generated from his left hand, and the shadow on the ground rushed towards the dragon hunter forward like a wave. He had already shown the thick smoke and flames in the Hell Flame Realm.
And this is his way of tying the bottom of the box - Shadow. The reason why he is confident that even if the Star Weaver does not save him, he can still defeat Fang Rong and others is because he has never used this trick.
The shadow woven into a wall in his hands, blocking all the bullets of the Dragon Hunter, and then pushing forward, knocking most Dragon Hunters away directly.
Then AshClaw raised his sword again and slashed horizontally. A dark flame swept seven or eight dragon hunters into it and burned them to ashes.
But after a slight delay, Dalier behind him caught up again. AshClaw was extremely angry and threw another elf stabbing sword in his hand at Dalier.
Before the sword fell to the ground, it turned into a hellhound more than two meters tall, covered with blazing flames, turned around and swept towards Miss Catman with a whip.
The latter was caught off guard and was swept away directly.
AshClaw didn't look behind him, nor did he even retract his sword, but turned into a fog and ran wildly towards the direction where the sky was - but before that, he was stopped by another person.
May has been by Tianlan since the beginning and never took a step forward.
Tianlan kept telling the other person's position behind her - getting closer and closer to them. Miss Knight looked up and saw a thick smoke mixed with flames sweeping out of the fog.
She inserted her temporary shield to the ground, and a light shield spread out to the left and right sides with her as the center, forming a wing, which gently gathered up, surrounding her, the sky blue and the Paparal people—
A silver barrier formed.
"Self-seeking-death-way!"
AshClaw roared, and a sword transformed from the rolling smoke, slashing towards Miss Knight.
He was determined to kill the poet, and everything that stood in front of him was dust.
May's teacher is the holy Lady of September, whose teaching is Leya Senal, the first guard of the alliance, and the strong walls of the earth and an insurmountable shield.
And she is just a knight in ancient times and an intern, so he would not take such a little girl seriously.
Tianlan looked behind Mei at the sword that almost penetrated the world. The dark flames seemed to be about to swallow all the light around him, and was so scared that he almost lost the ability to think.
Only the Knight Miss was not afraid, raised the long halberd in her hand and stabbed forward, and her answer was loud and loud:
"Ore V'as Thar (noble one will die)!"
And why fear death?
With a roar, the halberd flew out with a swirl, and flew over to the Paparal scalp, scaring the other party to fall off the crossbow.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! The long halberd finally swayed and inserted into the land behind.
The big shield in May's hand was also broken, and the silver barrier was shattered inch by inch. Miss Knight flew out from the other direction and crashed into the carriage formation in that direction.
She crashed into one side, flew out from the other side, and rolled to the ground.
AshClaw knocked Maye away with just one sword, then waved his backhand, and a shadow was summoned by him and spread out from under his feet, whipping towards the sky blue like a whip.
The poet could not hide at all.
She flew up, flew high, and then fell heavily to the ground, unable to help spit a mouthful of blood - but fortunately she has been promoted recently and is not dead now.
However, the unlucky Qi-stringed Yuqin in her hand also flew out of her hand and fell into two pieces again.
Another group of dragon hunters chased out of the fog at this time. Under the command of Fang Zhu, they raised their guns and aimed at AshClaw.
The latter didn't care, but looked at the prescription puff not far away, smiled proudly at him, and raised the elf stabbing sword in his hand and made a provocative move to wipe his neck.
The next moment, the fire burst out, and the spiraling bullet passed through AshClaw's body, but only hit a scattered smoke. AshClaw once again turned into thick smoke and headed towards the sky blue.
He plans to eradicate the roots.
And this time, no one will find him again.
AshClaw even wanted to laugh out loud for a moment.
But he couldn't laugh for a moment. He never thought that he would be so hard to deal with a group of insignificant guys. Where did these people come from?
However, Fang Yum did not respond to him.
He just took out the communication crystal and shouted: "Jita, that's now!"
This sentence is too familiar and even unforgettable. He almost remembers that he is a little too proud and forgets that the other party has a killer weapon.
The huge uneasiness immediately enveloped him, which made him feel a little hesitant in the air, and just a moment of negligence was enough to make Tianlan in front of him react.
The poet is actually very smart, but she no longer has any musical instruments.
what to do?
Tianlan was thinking in that moment, but it seemed that there was only that destined choice. Yes, she... she knows a few more songs.
Although Brother Ed ordered her to be strictly prohibited from using it.
But she didn't care about that much, and she inspired her courage? She was full of passion? Or was Solphis's collection of jokes? Fourteen-line regulated verse? No, only that is the most suitable:
Banshee's soul-suppressing song!
If she remembered correctly, that song was used to break illusions. It would not play any role in this environment, but the only benefit was-
Simple, loud enough.
Tianlan hesitated for a moment, but no, she didn't even hesitate. She immediately opened her mouth, compressed her breath from her chest, and finally gathered into a song that was ridiculous.
Although the Banshee's Soul-Suppressing Song is pronounced with a whistle, it uses extremely beautiful treble parts.
And what does that song look like?
It was like seventy or eighty iron scratchers twitching around the blackboard row, as if a thousand banshees were wandering back and forth over the forest, pressing AshClaw's head to the ground and rubbing repeatedly.
So much so that with the patience of this silver-level, he couldn't help but lose his mind for a moment. In addition, his mind was completely focused on the "not existed" naturalist Miss-
Therefore, without even notice, he was actually howled out of the fog by the poet's voice.
Fang Zhu no longer needed to go to the wind element detector to see any waveforms - because he saw the fog shaking a little.
Not far away, the Paparals who had just climbed back trembled and fell off the crossbow they had set up.
Only Fang Yu saw Tianlan and opened his mouth tacitly, he took out the earplugs to plug his ears, and then raised his hand in the direction of AshClaw.
He will not give the other party a chance again.
A ball of blood bloomed in AshClaw's right chest, and among the seven dragon hunters who shot behind him, only one bullet hit him.
The Silver Level groaned, and this time there was no elf chain armor to protect him. The bullet shot directly from his vest and came out of his chest.
Because he was shot in atomized state, the shot almost directly hit him hard.
He just didn't die. He was a silver rank after all, and the power of law still protected him at the last moment.
He watched as he fell a lot, and the power of the law was left, his heart had sink to the bottom. He no longer wanted to kill people anymore, but just wanted to leave this place.
But AshClaw didn't move at all.
He was shocked and looked down and found that a pair of arms were firmly holding his legs - it was the Gu Jun Gugu Guard who had been cut into two pieces with one sword.
The upper body of the structural body was left, and a crack was also cracked on the part of the head. A visual crystal failed and still followed him all the way out.
And at this time he firmly grasped him.
AshClaw sweated coldly.
Fang Yushi was not surprised at all. He gently grabbed the magic gloves he raised at the other party.
At that moment, a giant sword in the fog was splitting apart with thick smoke, and golden flames attached to the blade appeared in AshClaw's vision.
The flame was spreading upward along the hilt of the sword, even wrapping the sword-holding hand behind it - a constituent arm, the torso, head, and even the steps behind it, and the six pairs of wings that shaped like a ring behind it, were all wrapped in the blazing flames.
The arm held the sword, and the other hand pressed on the sword. After the black fog, there was a golden red light flashing in the visual crystal. The wild, warlike-
The golden flame light belonging to the dark dragon.
It was Nini. She was controlling the giant sword and gently pushing forward, allowing the sharp sword tip to penetrate AshClaw's chest.
The latter didn't even react-
It’s not that he hadn’t fought with Seraph Helveer, but at that time…the other party was not like this…
The last thing that restricted his resistance was also the power of law. At the moment AshClaw finally lost consciousness, a thought even flashed through his mind.
The power of the law?
Dragon Knight?
The young alchemist from Korlin-Ishurien, etc., seemed to know who the opponent was.
A faint white light was rising from the body of the silver rank, but Fang Yu did not intend to give him this opportunity. He took out the silver box and walked over in two steps, and put the box on the other party's hanging head.
In an instant, all the starlight was sucked into the box.
Fang Yu took a light breath. This was not the first time he had used this box, but this time, he completely killed a silver-level.
This revenge is a big deal.
Fang Zhu looked up and looked in one direction, where the fog was dissipating.
No, it should be two.
Chapter completed!