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Text Chapter 33 The Red Bay Pirates Part 2 The Timon Messenger

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    ¡®Timen (devil) messenger!  "

    The pirates were petrified by the terror of Wes Langley, and I was no better.

    The evil whirlpool smashed the pirates into pieces one by one, and then swallowed them. The whirlpool gradually grew larger, from half a step in size to dozens of steps wide in a short period of time.

    "Hehe, it seems that my master likes today's show very much. Look at how happy he is eating." Wes Langli looked at the whirlpool in front of him with excitement, his face full of excitement.

    "Isn't this the Messenger of Timon? Ha! Take my knife!"

    While everyone was still in panic, Red Bay Captain Garr sneaked up behind Wes Langley.  Taking advantage of the devil's distraction, he raised his pirate scimitar and slashed at Weislan's neck.

    "Plop", the extremely sharp scimitar cut deeply into Wes Langley's neck, almost separating the demon's head from his shoulders.

    "What? As a knight, Lord Garr wants to sneak attack on me? Haha." Wes Langley showed no surprise at all, and his neck suddenly stopped bleeding.

    "Go to hell!" Gal tried hard to pull out the scimitar, but the knife seemed to have taken root on Wes Langley's neck and remained motionless.

    ¡°Even I was dumbfounded now, what kind of monster is this?  Can't it be killed even if it's chopped?

    "That's right, Gal. I still underestimated you. I didn't expect you to be able to endure such pain and come so far to kill me. But you seem to have overestimated yourself."

    Gal¡¯s legs were bloody and bloody. It was obvious that this guy had torn off the blood horns on his legs.

    "Well done! As expected of Captain Hongwan!"

    I couldn¡¯t help but secretly cheer for this guy.

    Just as Wes Langli was speaking, disgusting bloody horns poured out from all directions, entangling Garr.  The stubborn Gal was still struggling, and each of his struggles would cause the bloody sheep's horns to shrink. After a while, Gal became a red and bloody man.

    "Roar!" With a loud shout, Yifa beside me actually tore off the bloody goat's horns on his body, pulled out a double-edged ax from behind with his backhand, and rushed towards Wes Langli with a "thunk, thunk, thunk" sound.

    "Don't go! Run!" I shouted at the top of my lungs, hoping to escape all the way.  And the moment I opened my mouth, a slippery bloody sheep horn penetrated into my mouth.

    He ran wildly all the way, waving the giant ax in his hand to cut off the bloody goat horns coming from all directions, but there were still disgusting things wrapped around him.  At first, Yifa could pull away the bloody goat horns wrapped around his body with brute force, but as the number of blood horns gradually increased, Yifa was still dragged to the ground.  As soon as Yifa fell to the ground, large pieces of bloody goat horns quickly crawled over and wrapped Yifa into a cocoon in just a few strokes.

    "Haha, another fearless knight idiot, my baby brought him here." Wes Langli stretched out his bone-like fingers (after Wes Langli cast the spell, his appearance changed and became ugly  Zombie-like), with one move, the blood horns were sent all the way to the whirlpool.

    "It's such a big lump, I wonder if the master can swallow it?" Wes Langley looked at the cocoon-like flesh that was spreading all the way, as if looking at a large piece of fragrant barbecue.

    The bloody horns that were entangled all the way began to tighten hard, and they were dug into the flesh one by one, and blood spurted out all of a sudden.

    Looking at my friend who was suffering, I wanted to close my eyes in pain, but the bloody sheep's horns penetrated my eyelids and held them tightly, making it impossible to move.

    "Let go of my friend, Timon! Otherwise, I swear you will be wiped out in ashes immediately!"

    Montetier!  Montetier is here, no, he is here like a god.

    The little Montetier was floating in the air, his black robe was windless and automatic, and his hands in the sleeves of the robe were faintly flashing with lightning.

    "The power of light? Are you a mage? Or a wizard?" Wes Langli was finally afraid, and the bloody horns that were wrapped around his hair stopped shrinking.

    "Wes Langley, oh, I think I'd better call you "Timon"." Montette, who was wearing a wooden mask, became extremely majestic, and there was thunder in his words.

    "As a disciple of Leal, the God of Death, if you don't stay in the city of hell, why are you here?"

    "Haha, I, Mr. Timen, can go wherever I want. Do I still have to report to you low-level mortals?" Timen was no longer arrogant, and became cautious when facing the short Montette.

    "Oh, really? Let everyone here go and go back to the city of hell. I think maybe I will spare you." Montetier dropped to the ground from mid-air, and the bloody horns all around him seemed to be burned.  , immediately turned into ashes.

    "Little dwarf, you and Master XiaWhat's the relationship between El and Regis?  "Timon saw some clues in Montetier's magical qualities.

    "Regers is my mentor, and you don't deserve to call him by his old man's name. I might as well tell you that I am the great wizard Montether who is about to take your life!"

    "Haha! The stinky mage Regis actually accepted a dwarf wizard as his apprentice? Haha, I laughed to death! Haha!" Timon was obviously very amused by the incompatible wizard and wizard families becoming masters and apprentices.

    "You're laughing at me! Die! Anumasa Ayachi!" Montetier's sonorous chant sounded, and the dark red moon was instantly covered by dark clouds.

    The dark clouds rolled in and suddenly covered the entire shrimp island. The blood sheep's horns fled in panic, leaving aside everyone who was still tightly entangled.

    Even so, they could not escape the stormy lightning.  Bundles of dazzling lightning crackled, chasing the bloody sheep's horns and striking continuously.  The blood-goat horns that were hit were instantly reduced to ashes.

    "How is it? Timon. Can you still laugh now?" Monte said coldly.

    "You! You! You have ruined my years of hard work! I will send you to hell!"

    Timen quickly made a seal in front of him. The evil vortex under his feet suddenly ignited with strange blue flames, and a death knight covered in blue fire jumped out of the vortex.

    The death knight who jumped out of the whirlpool slammed the ghost war horse under his crotch, brandished a sword that was also burning with blue flames, and pounced towards Montetier.

    "Be careful!" I looked at this terrifying death knight and screamed.

    "Haha, you're welcome!" Under the mask, I couldn't see Montetier's expression, I could only hear his faint laughter.

    At the critical moment when the death knight's soul-eating sword was about to hit Montetre's head, the dark clouds above the knight's head suddenly rotated, and the thunder god "Onassus" wearing a lightning crown came out and grabbed the death knight.  , dragging it into the vast sea of ??clouds.

    "Damn it! You actually learned the third level of Thunder Cloud and Lightning Technique, "Summoning the God of Thunder"!"

    Timen cursed gloomily, then threw himself into the vortex without hesitation, and disappeared at the same time as the vortex on the ground.

    "Haha, as expected of the timid Timon (Timon, the last of the 12 disciples of Death, famous for his cunning and cowardice), he ran really fast"

    "Pfft", as soon as the god-like great wizard Montether said this, he fainted and fell to the ground exhausted.

    "Monttie!"

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