Brant's brow, which had been frowning since he picked up the feather, couldn't help but wrinkle deeper, "It turned out to be a dragonwing angel." ”

Everyone else shuddered. The person in front of him had dark skin and a handsome appearance, all of them were no different from ordinary people, with smooth curly hair on his head, a strong body, and a pair of wings slightly closed outside the robe of the first quarter moon, as if he was covered with a thick black cloak.

However, if you look closely, you will see that he is terrifying, his powerful hands, cold black eyes and large hooked nose make Brant vaguely think of some kind of fierce and mighty bird of prey.

Yes, it's the eagle, the overlord of the prehistoric sky. This race has the same domineering name - Dragon-winged Angels, which declares that they are descendants of dragons and angels, the beings closest to God, but also declares that their ancestors are the product of a curse from God, God prohibits intermarriage between different races, and considers it unclean, and the offspring of those who break the ban will be cursed for eternity to spend the rest of their lives in endless suffering.

Cursed creatures usually have long lives and magical magic, and curses make them miserable and powerless, so some good species begin to turn to the evil camp in such suffering, and Dragonwings are one of them.

Unlike the Harpy Bird, the history of the Dragon's Winged Angel dates back to more ancient times, when there were only dragons in the world, and God created dragons to make them king and dominate the sky and land, but the dragons are not satisfied with the status quo and want to get the ultimate secret of God's creation, they unite the dark angels against God, and since then there has been the race of Dragon's Winged Angels. The legendary dragon-winged angel was born because the dark angel was tempted by the dragon to have sex with him, but in fact this is not the case, the marriage between them is just a guarantee of interests, but the result is completely angry with God, he curses them to live in the company of bats for eternity, can only burrow, endure hunger but cannot eat anything, only a certain hour a year to eat, if missed, can only suffer another year.

The dragon-winged angel in front of him looked as if he had just eaten enough, and a circle of dark red and gold-edged bloodshot loomed under his eyes, which just explained the sea massacre a few days ago, but this guy looked like he was arrogant and invincible in addition to his expression, and he couldn't see how powerful he was at all, and his magic was strong enough to open his hands to kill.

"Finally, I still have some knowledge," the Dragonwinged Angel nodded his chin at Bran, and said haughtily, "but unfortunately, you're not the person I'm looking for, say, what are you looking for me?" ”

"Looking for you?" Houdini covered his mouth, his eyes about to erupt with fire, "We're not looking for you!" ”

"Want to do it again?" The dragon-winged angel stared at the pirate captain with his eyes, so frightened that the other party shrank his neck, and seeing that his threat was working, he smiled contemptuously again, "You have followed me all the way, and you have done so many things in the queen's horn, just to lure me out, and now that I am here, what do you want?" ”

"You?" Brant tilted his head to look behind the Dragonwinger, "Are you sure it's you?" In my opinion, your magic is no more effective than a burning twig except for being scary. ”

"What did you say?" The dragon-winged angel was ashamed and angry, the power of magic condensed in his eyes, his black and purple eyes turned white and shining, and then a burst of electricity shot out, straight into Brant's face!

The prince tilted his head and easily dodged, "I said that you are not even far off the target, how could you have caused a shipwreck two weeks ago?" ”

The dragon-winged angel was completely enraged by Brandt's sneer, and his half-closed wings fluttered and were about to open, and Morin ran to the window and slammed it shut, cutting off his way, and now, there were three and a half people crammed into this small room, and there was no room left for them to fight. Brandt made a feint, swayed, and picked up a silver spoon from the table, and he nodded to Houdini, who smiled knowingly, and the spoon in the prince's hand turned into a silver mirror shield, and the dragon winged angel's long-accumulated blow was also bounced back by the mirror shield, almost burning his beautiful wings.

"Haha!" Merlin burst out laughing, dancing and laughing at the wolf appearance of the Dragon-Winged Angel.

Without waiting for the dark face of the Dragonwinged Angel to turn, Houdini's magic struck again, turning the mirror shield in the prince's hand into a silver lock net, and Brant lunged forward, and the silver net fell from the sky, enveloping the Dragonwinged Angel in it.

"You stupid guys, let me out!" The Dragon-winged Angel fluttered his body in the net, and now, his magic and flying skills were useless, and he could only rely on the strength of his arms to support the gradually closing silver net.

"Let you go? It doesn't depend on how loud you curse. Brant walked across from the Dragonwinger, "It's up to you to see if the answer you give me is satisfactory." ”

"What do you want to know?" Struggling to the end, the dragon-winged angel, who was really powerless, glared at Brant hatefully through the mesh of the silver lock.

"I want to know how many of you are there, what are you doing on the continent of Europs?" Brandt's question is not unfounded, usually ordinary people will never see a dragon-winged angel in their life, and it is precisely because of their scarcity that they still only exist in legends, Brandt listened to Lucas, the first warrior of the wine valley country, "Arrow Drinker", talk about the experience of killing dragon-winged angels at his father's banquet, in his story dragon-winged angels are also synonymous with arrogance and evil, they go out in groups, and hide in caves and valleys, On that occasion, Lucas was lucky enough to encounter a lone scout, but it was said that they were just as powerful, and they had an even more sinister purpose - to exterminate humanity. It is said that this purpose was finally interrupted by Lucas's appearance, and Brandt, who was still young at the time, thought it was true, not knowing that it was just a drunken man's drunken boasting, but when he grew up, he looked through the historical materials, and sure enough, the dragon-winged angels were real, and as long as they gathered in a group to come to one place, there would be a disaster in this place.

"I'm the only one, I can kill if I want to, why bother."

"Morin, bring me salt." Brandt commanded the boy beside him with a blank face.

The dragon-winged angel's face suddenly turned frightened, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Nothing, try how much of what is said in the ancient books is true."

The salt cube was quickly brought and held in Brant's hand, and the dragon-winged angel shrank back forcefully, for fear of being stained with a little bit of salt.

"I've heard that creatures cursed by God are afraid of salt," Brant's blue eyes gracefully gazed at the undulating lumps of salt in his hands, "and it hurts like fire." Maureen," he said to the boy, "turned his head, the picture was too bloody. ”

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