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Chapter 1695 Strange Change

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    Under the pressure of Gu Juan's eyes, Alfred named a small town, and then said with a gloomy face: "We have taken a great risk now, and we may even be in danger of our lives at any time. I hope your Excellency can  Keep your promise, can you let us go now?"

    "Let's go, let's go, but I doubt it, even if I sincerely let you go, you probably won't be able to control your body to stay away" Gu Juan raised his hand and threw Susanya to Elf  At Reid's feet, he lowered his head as if thinking about something.

    "Thank you Mr. Franken for not killing me. When we meet again in the future, I will thank you very much." Alfred bowed ninety degrees, helped Susana who had just woken up from a coma, and turned around.  leave.

    "You're welcome, I'm a good and law-abiding person." Gu Juan replied irrelevantly, still keeping his head down in thought without making any movements.

    Alfred took a step towards the direction of going down the mountain, and his whole body suddenly shrank like a convulsion. A miserable howl came out of his mouth, and a violent and cold aura rushed straight up.

    Gu Juan frowned slightly, the ground he was standing on melted silently like a candle under a flame, and he began to sink rapidly until he was hidden deep in the mountain.

    The expression on Alfred's face was horrifying and distorted. He first glanced back and found that Gu Pan was nowhere to be seen, and he became furious. Afterwards, he grabbed Gu Pan and was agitated by his momentum. He trembled and almost couldn't stand upright.  Susanya embraced her deeply, and kissed her hard on the lips.

    When Theis, Fasha and others abandoned their car and walked hundreds of meters away, they were stunned by what happened in the distance.

    There was no figure of Mr. Franken, only a man and a woman were kissing passionately as if no one else was there, and, even at a distance of several hundred meters, the three of them could feel a strong pressure coming from them.  With a cold and domineering aura.

    "It's really emotional. Mr. Franken said before that he felt a mysterious power appearing here, but he didn't expect that the other party might be one of the three giants of the Clean World Council¡ªVice President Alfresa.  Arrogance, this kind of aura, the key is this kind of power breath, and only he can have it."

    Theis frowned slightly, her eyes focused on the tall man.

    Fasha narrowed her eyes, and said in a serious tone: "El Freza? According to the information gathered at our long table meeting, this person's body transformation has exceeded human imagination. More importantly, his single-handedness when he shot  Even if his human lethality ranks at the forefront among many great magicians, I never expected him to be here"

    "Then what about Mr. Franken, why didn't you feel any trace of his existence?"

    "Mr. Franken didn't show up, so he naturally has his own ideas. All we need to do is obey, not question."

    Theis turned her head to look at Fasha, and calmly said: "That woman is dead, it really is Alfreza's usual style."

    Before his words fell, Fasha saw the man in the distance gently push the woman in his arms away. What was extremely surprising was that the moment the woman left the man's embrace, the woman turned into flying ash and dispersed with the wind.  Leave a trace.

    The sky turned dark, and as the sun sank to the west, the entire land began to be shrouded in hazy night.

    Although the undead apostle Theis is by his side, Franken has disappeared, which made Fasha feel like retreating at this time.

    Without any preparation, it would be an extremely unwise choice to fight against Al Freza, whose single-target damage power can almost reach the top ten in the world, and this person is also rumored to be characterized by madness and tyranny, although  Emotionally, she was very unwilling, but rationally told her not to force it, it is best to get out of the body first and then turn around and care about it slowly.

    Fasha just had the idea of ??retreating for the time being, and before she could say it, she had to put it on the shelf and began to think about the tactics of confronting Alfreza head-on.

    Because the distance has been controlled by mysterious energy, Alfred, whose body is distorted, seems to have noticed the change here. He turned around with a sly smile, and his eyes pierced the black night, looking towards Fasha.  Looking at the location.

    "He's not Al Freza."

    Suddenly, Theis' voice faintly sounded from one side, reaching Fasha's ears.

    "Not Al Freza?"

    She was skeptical about this, so she asked directly, "Mr. Theis, what do you mean?"

    "Mr. Franken just told me about this situation, and let us test his level of strength."

     The next moment, bloody rays of light burst out, and an incomparably thick bright red stream flowed out, soaking a large area of ??mountains, rocks and trees into ghostly horror.

    Alfred stretched his body in mid-air, held up the bright silver hammer with both hands, and after stretching to the limit, he slammed it down on the spreading bloody light.

    A bright silver ray of light lit up in the night sky, cutting straight into the tumbling red blood mist rising upwards.

    Silently, the silver rays of light scattered and turned into dots of cold light, and under the impact of a huge force, the blood mist rolled back and rushed straight into Theis's folded palms on his chest.  There was an abnormal dead silence in the midair, as if even the night sky was torn apart by the silent collision just now.

    Alfred made a turn and fell to the ground. He clutched his chest and coughed violently, with strands of blood continuously dripping from his mouth.

    Theis had no expression on her face, but a long gash was quietly opened in the left hand behind her back, and blood flowed down.

    As soon as the two came up, they exhausted all their strength to fight without fancy.

    Alfred stood up straight again, and pointed the silver warhammer obliquely at Theis not far away.  His expression was distorted, and his mouth made a strange voice like a night owl, "It turned out to be Theis, the undead apostle of the Seventh Law. No wonder he was able to make such a fierce counterattack under my own hands."

    "The one hanging on your chest should be the legendary heart of blood, no, its power is not pure, it should be just an imitation of the real heart of blood, but it is also a very precious treasure."

    "I didn't expect to have such a harvest. If I can get it, even if I can't find clues to the mysterious projection of the ancient house, this trip to the Drogba Empire is completely worthwhile!"

    After Alfred finished speaking, he didn't say any more, his body suddenly disappeared in place, and rushed over in the form of afterimages.

    Theis sneered, the blood-colored light surged, and he faced it again without any hesitation.

    For him, if Al Fresa, the real deputy chairman of the Clean World Council, is facing him, he may really have to deal with it carefully, but if he is just a guy who has been infused with strength by Al Fresa, he is not worthy of letting  An undead apostle at his level felt fearful.

    However, at the next moment, there was a strange change that completely puzzled Theis.

    It even made him think that that guy suddenly went crazy.

    Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain why the opponent ignored his attack and suddenly tore and attacked everything around him desperately, like a flying insect that fell into a spider web, doing the last struggle before dying.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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