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- "So powerful?" Angelet suddenly withdrew his mental power. The whirlpool of black water in front of his eyes slowly disappeared, and his vision returned to darkness.
"Well" He groaned, covering his head and shaking his head vigorously, "I'm cold Friela, can you go to the caravan pharmacist and buy me some medicine?"
Opening her eyes, Furila was lying on her back not far away, her eyes in a state of trance.
"Frilla?!" Angelet repeated. He just randomly found an excuse to get rid of her.
"Oh Got it, I'll go right away." Only then did Furila react. She got up and jumped out of the carriage, running towards the carriage in front of her.
Angele watched Frila disappear around the corner of the carriage in front, and then slowly took out a silver tooth necklace from the bag.
"Those who can be rushed out by the tide of time and space and summoned by me are obviously not ordinary creatures. Either they are so strong and mentally strong that they are easy to locate, or they have a special frequency that can resonate with the summoning process."
Carefully putting the necklace back into his jacket pocket, Angele closed his eyes and began to meditate slowly to restore his damaged mental power.
wisps of black smoke continuously overflowed from his mouth and penetrated into his nostrils. However, after a few seconds, the black smoke slowly faded and disappeared.
Beside the carriage, Friela climbed onto the carriage carrying a small gray-brown leather bag. Seeing Angele closing his eyes and falling asleep again, she moved gently and carefully placed the bag on the wooden box next to Angele.
The sky changes from red to gray, then slowly to black.
The convoy slowly stopped and leaned against the red leaf forest on the roadside. Several carriages formed a circle in front and behind. An orange bonfire was lit in the middle.
The merchants in the convoy gathered around the campfire and ate freshly baked black bread, barbecued meat and mushroom soup. All of them had red faces. Some eat in advance and get together to drink and brag, while some teams invite strong guards to wrestle and gamble together.
After Angele used special herbs to smear Friela's pretty little face, she turned into an ordinary little girl with an ordinary appearance. At this time, she and a guard sister she knew ran to the guard circle to see two muscular women. Guard wrestling.
The crowd formed a circle, and loud cheers were heard from time to time.
Angelet was sitting on the wooden board of the truck, looking at the middle of the crowd from a distance, where two strong women were wrestling and falling.
drink! !
One of them is a woman with short dark blond hair like a lion. With a loud roar, he exerted force with both arms and slammed his opponent to the ground.
"Next!" She spat on her palms, rubbed her hands together, and scanned the others around her with a tiger-like gaze.
"I'll do it!" A tall man stood up and took off his black vest, revealing his dark and strong body. He moved his shoulders and walked forward slowly.
The bronzed muscles of the two people shone under the firelight, and they began to slowly circle around each other.
Angelet shook his head, too lazy to look further. Suddenly, his eyes flashed with blue light, and he turned to look at the other side of the large lake in the distance, where a dozen silver-white figures vaguely appeared. All shrouded in darkness. One of them stood in front of him with an unusually strong figure, a tiger's back and a wasp's waist, and he was holding two broad-bladed swords of different lengths in his hands.
"Are you coming?" Angele murmured, glancing at the crowd around the bonfire. Furila was watching the wrestling in the field intently.
Angelet stood up. He quietly got out of the truck and walked directly towards the lake.
Walking through a small red leaf forest. When we arrived at the lake, the sounds of the camp behind us gradually became quieter and distant. The surroundings are a little dark and blurry.
The sky is not completely dark yet, and faint red clouds can still be seen on the horizon.
Angelet looked across the lake to the other side, and the silver-white figure on the opposite side also looked over.
"This time I can use witchcraft" Angelet smiled and stepped directly towards the wide lake.
Snapped!
The brown leather boots stepped on the lake, making ripples, but showing no signs of sinking.
The eyes of the silver-white swordsmen on the opposite side changed slightly.
Bang!
The leader¡¯s swords struck each other, making a crisp knocking sound. "Sure enough, it's a hot commodity! Everyone, demon hunting formation!" He roared, and the light sapphire ring on the middle finger of his right hand slowly shimmered white.
More than a dozen silver-armored swordsmen spread out in a fan shape around them, standing on the shore waiting for Angelet to come over.
The leading two-sword swordsman was covered in silver armor, with a few strands of brown hair faintly scattered under the helmet. He arched up and stared at the wizard man in black who was slowly approaching.
"Walking on waterat least a level two wizardthis""Trouble" He murmured in a low voice, and the white light from the ring on his right hand sneered, flowing all over his body, wrapping it in a white light film.
¡°Boss, why don¡¯t we retreat first and wait until the large forces catch up behind us and then we can take action together?¡± the deputy leader behind him asked in a low voice.
"Now it's not a matter of whether we want to fight, but whether the other side is willing to let us go" As soon as the double-sword swordsman finished speaking, he saw the black figure on the water disappearing without a trace in an instant. Suddenly a chill rose behind him.
Bang! laugh!
"Ah!!" "Raise your shield!! Raise your shield!!" "Left!"
A series of rapid shouts and screams suddenly sounded in my ears.
The swordsman with two swords didn't have time to think too much. He turned around suddenly, drew a circle with his two swords, and slashed in all directions around him.
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There were two violent shocks behind him.
"Oh? You actually blocked it? That's amazing!" Angelet slowly revealed his body from the darkness behind, his eyes slightly flashing with dark red fluorescence. He was holding a silver round-guarded long sword with a cross pattern engraved on the blade. He had obviously just snatched it from another swordsman.
"Damn it! Jason is dead!"
"He's too fast!"
"Pay attention to the formation! Focus!"
The remaining six swordsmen gathered together with each other shouting, their faces covered in cold sweat, staring nervously at Angelet who was standing there.
In just a few seconds, 1st swordsman in silver armor lay on the ground, all of them had their throats cut and died. Red blood was still pouring out from the cut in the throat, leaving the entire forest covered in blood.
The double-sword swordsman's whole body is filled with white light. His body was like a tight spring, staring at Angelet.
"You guy" His eyes were red. The knuckles of the fingers holding the hilt of the sword were faintly white.
Angelet shook the blood drops on his round sword, and his eyes lit up red again. A circle of invisible ripples centered on him and suddenly spread in all directions.
"He disappeared again!!" "Everyone, be careful!! Stand back to back in a circle!"
The remaining swordsmen quickly gathered together, not far from the double-sword swordsman, and kept staring at the surroundings nervously.
Angelet was standing in front of them, but no one saw his figure. He slowly walked up to the gathered swordsmen and made a casual stroke with his long sword.
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The throats of two swordsmen were cut open by a sword. Scarlet blood foam burst out.
Angelet moved slightly to the left and dodged the slashes of three round swords. His right hand struck out a silver slash like lightning.
The bodies of the remaining people were cut in half, and blood dripped all over the ground.
With just one slash, everyone except the double-sword swordsman was easily dispatched, so fast that they didn¡¯t even have time to make a sound.
The double-sword swordsman only had time to make a cross sword mark at Angelet's original position, and saw his teammate fall to the ground instantly. And he couldn't even see the enemy's shadow.
"Henry" He was stunned, his eyes fell on a team member who was cut in half on the ground, his eyes were bloodshot.
Bang!
He was shot in the back. The whole person was kicked violently and rolled around on the grass several times, covered in blood.
Angelet no longer concealed his figure with illusions, walked over in a few steps and struck down with his sword.
Bang!
The swordsman stepped aside, and the long and short swords with both hands slammed into Angele's sword, making a harsh noise.
"The eyes of God are watching me!!" the swordsman roared. Rolling from the ground, the two swords slashed at Angelet's upper body like a storm. A white halo covered the two swords, and each strike was filled with terrifying power and speed. The two swords were swung by him into a silver shadow, covering Angelet's body.
Ding! !
A series of golden sparks exploded between the two. The sounds of countless long sword clashes merged into one, and in the end, only a continuous dense sound could be heard.
"So strong!" Angelet also looked downcast at this time. "This man's speed and power can actually keep up with me! He's just a minor figure in the church"
He jumped up lightly, avoiding the sword that struck his feet, and fell back in front of a big tree.
"End it!" Angelet rushed straight out, his body like a top. A sword from the left slashed hard on the swordsman's right hand, and with the force of the impact, he rotated and slashed out with a sword from the right.
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The white light on the swordsman's left arm suddenly dimmed, and a gray line appeared. He had no time to react as he was constantly being slashed from left and right in front of him.The sword struck him back again and again.
The white light on his body also began to dim quickly. He just felt that the man in front of him was constantly rotating left and right, and the sword blades were slashing on his swords. The weight on the hands is getting heavier and heavier.
Finally, there was a crisp sound, and the swordsman's swords were instantly knocked away. Angelet in front of him was like a one-way top, frantically slashing at one point on his neck continuously.
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The white light finally trembled and slowly disappeared. Blood marks slowly began to appear on the swordsman's neck. His body was shaking violently, and he was unable to make any resistance movement.
Angele slashed with all his strength with his last sword, then without looking, he lightly jumped back and landed on the dark red lawn. The red fluorescent eyes glowed in the darkness.
The swordsman with two swords took a few steps back, his back hit the tree trunk, and he slowly sat down.
He opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came out.
A big hand slapped on his shoulder from the tree trunk behind.
"You rest first and let me do it." A deep voice came from the shade of the trees.
A tall figure slowly walked out of the shadows, looking at Angelet calmly. This is a farmer man wearing brown linen clothes. He looks to be in his thirties or forties. His eyes are cloudy and dim. He does not have the temperament of a master at all. He is exactly the same as an ordinary farmer working in the fields.
She has short, dark brown hair that is messy and hasn¡¯t been washed for an unknown amount of time. The clothes on her body are full of shabby patches, and the palms of her hands are covered with rough calluses.
Angelet stared at the man who suddenly appeared. For some reason, he felt that this man contained white light fluctuations that were far more powerful than the previous swordsman leader. A faint sense of danger emerged from my heart. This sense of crisis made him tremble slightly.
"How long has it been since I felt like this" The red light in Angelet's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his body faintly trembled with excitement. He still remembered the last time he faced such a feeling a long time ago. , that same similar excitement.
Since he achieved his second true form, he has not experienced such a feeling for a long, long time.
The middle-aged farmer looked at Angelet calmly, and then glanced at all the corpses around him. "My name is Victor. I didn't expect to meet a big guy like you on a casual crusade mission. I thought it was just a vacation" - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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