In this way, the carriage they were riding in gradually moved farther and farther away from the town, into the increasingly sparsely populated wilderness. At this moment www.biquge.info a full moon glowing with blue and black light has emerged from the dense fog of the clouds.

In the moonlight, the blackened trees stood like ghosts on either side of the gravel and dirt paved road. At the same time, a gloomy wind blew, mixed with the various howls of wild beasts. The branches of the trees on both sides of the road swayed in the wind, making a sound of sand, rustle, and sand, which only made people feel very depressed.

However, both men in the carriage seemed to be familiar with this. The coachman continued to steer the carriage in an orderly manner. Crotty sat in the canopy behind him, keeping a close eye on the direction of the carriage. After confirming that the carriage had been heading in the intended direction, the elven swordswoman couldn't help but yawn. After all, it was late at night.

After a few more moments, Crotty's eyes began to feel tired. So, instinctively, she lay down on the long wooden boxes side by side. But as soon as the elven female swordsman lay down, she immediately sat up again, thinking: Just in case, it seems that I still don't want to sleep tonight, so I will hold on until dawn and then find a hotel.

However, the moment Crotty lay down, the coachman let go of his left hand, which was gripping the reins, and released a little bit of shiny golden powder from his hand into the air. In just a moment, the golden powder became as transparent as air.

Immediately after, the scene in front of the elven female swordsman began to become more and more blurred. It was as if her consciousness had been gradually emptied—her mind began to be filled with more and more sleepiness. Suddenly, Crotty noticed that the coachman in front of him had turned around, so he instinctively reached out and tried to grab the matching sword at his waist.

"Miss. Just give me a good night's sleep. The coachman took a bamboo pipe from his coat pocket and brought it to his mouth, and when he aimed it at Crotty's face, he blew out a large cloud of shiny golden powder. At this moment, the female swordsman of the elven clan had already entered a state of consciousness in a semi-sleep, and her movements and reactions were far less than one-tenth of the usual, and she had no time to react at all.

As a result, after being blown into his face by a large cloud of golden powder, Crotiston felt that his eyes and mind were blank, and his whole body was surrounded by the spells of the god of sleep, and he lay on his back on two long wooden chests.

Seeing this, the coachman in the black cloak immediately stopped the carriage, got up, walked to the elven swordswoman, stretched out two fingers, and opened Crotty's eyelids, confirming that the person in front of him was indeed completely asleep.

"Sure enough, my own hypnotic powder is still so effective. Miss. You just lie down like this. I'm going to bring you back to Klein. When the time comes, you will honestly explain the conspiracy you have engaged in with Tuckers to Your Majesty. The coachman muttered to himself as he turned back, sat down again, raised his whip, and turned the head of the carriage.

At this moment, I only heard a loud bang. In the tent at the back of the carriage, a long wooden box burst open. The masked man in black arranged by Tux jumped out of it, and with a coherent upward movement, he smashed the roof of the canopy, and with the same coherent movement, a front flip stood firmly on top of the canopy.

When the coachman heard the loud noise, he turned at once, and leaped to his feet, resting on the smooth back of his horse, and staring at the man in black before him.

"May I ask who your Excellency is, and why is you in my carriage?" the coachman asked, seeing that the man in black was staring at him with his hands on his chest on the roof of the canopy.

"You don't need to know who I am. You are no match for me either. If you want to survive, disappear. The masked black man gave a very calm warning.

"What? want me to disappear? It's a joke. It's my carriage. You don't know who I am, do you?" the coachman stretched out his left arm, palm facing up. A bright white ball of magical energy gradually appeared in his palm.

"Who are you. I'm not interested. I advise you to think carefully before you do it. The man in black was still standing on top of the canopy, standing still.

"Ask me to think about it. I think you're scared. The ball of energy in the coachman's palm was rapidly becoming bigger and brighter.

"Am I afraid of a guy like you who plays tricks?" the masked man in black couldn't help but sneer when he heard this.

"I don't think you're much better. The lady in the canopy should be your accomplice, right?I'm His Majesty the Emperor Vosfitta, the deputy commander of the Spirit Guide Legion, Lord Merdock, and the strongest attack spell teacher in Farushion. ”

As Merdock spoke, the ball of light in the center of his palm swam out of arcs of electricity from the inside out, and began to spin around the ball of light. His eyes also began to become transparent, emitting a bright light of pale blue.

At this time, a white phosgene also emerged from behind the masked man in black, like a white wall, accompanied by the rhythmic breathing of the man in black, up and down, expanding and contracting left and right. At the same time, the man in black reached his right hand into the opening of the collar below his neck.

"Boy. Do you want to die?" Mordoch held up the ball of magic energy in the air with his left hand.

"Then you can give it a try. The white phosgene behind the man in black began to turn red.

"Still. I'll kill the elf first!" Merdoc suddenly raised his right hand and pulled out a golden-red dragon head metal staff from his sleeve. The dragon's head on the staff opened its mouth and spewed a large stream of red flames at Crotty, who was lying on the long wooden chest.

It's too late, it's too soon. The masked man in black crouched down and struck through the roof of the car with a single palm, and stretched out his left hand to Crotty, releasing several extremely thin transparent silk threads. As soon as the silk thread fell on the elven female swordsman, it firmly entangled her. Immediately after, the man in black made a sharp effort and lifted Crotty up.

Merdok took advantage of this opportunity and stomped his foot. "Phew!—" The horses, which were still running at his feet, raised their bodies high after them, let out a loud chirp, and swayed desperately from side to side. The whole carriage swayed violently from side to side.

Immediately afterward, Merdok used the levitation spell to briefly float in the air, retracting the flames from the staff in his right hand, and the huge ball of light held in his left hand aimed at the position of the man in black, and threw it extremely fiercely. - Smash the blow!

With a loud bang. A dazzling burst of firelight. The ball of light shattered the entire canopy of the carriage in an instant. Burnt black shards scattered in all directions.

"Hmph, hum. But that's it. Seeing that the canopy was gone, Merdoc couldn't help but laugh contemptuously. Suddenly, he noticed that when the smoke had cleared, Crotty had disappeared from the long wooden box.