When the other identical self stood in front of Mozarol, his arm, looking at the person in front of him with a complicated gaze, listening to the familiar and unfamiliar coughing sound of the other, he realized for the first time that he was so old. [Latest chapter reading.]

He dedicated his life to the gods, to his faith, and he was left with this rotten body.

The short man smiled cruelly, and with a vigorous wave of his hand, "Mozaror" standing next to him took a slow step forward, and then raised a fist that seemed weak.

A blood puppet like the Guardian Knight can play the greatest role in the shortest possible time, which makes this blood puppet master extremely satisfied, and he is already wondering if he wants to get more of this blood, but unfortunately the effect of blood can only be kept in his hands for three days at most, which has to be said to be a pity for him.

But there's a scene going on in front of him that he likes to watch the most.

Hiding behind his back and watching his opponent fight with him was undoubtedly the most exciting and exciting thing for him, and the spasms that were emitting from his fat face at this time illustrated it.

The two Mozarolors stood face to face.

They have the same moves, the same strides, the same expressions, and even the same way of thinking, and there is no difference between them except that the blood golem is controlled by the mind.

Mozarol glanced at the sky nostalgically, he had seen the sky countless times, but this time he saw it most thoroughly, his gaze seemed to pass through the thick clouds, and saw the countless bright stars behind it.

He knew that he believed in it. I also know my own persistence, and I know my own choices.

The guy who is doing the same thing as himself, you know?

He slowly raised his hand, all his strength and life converged a little, and he could see that his hand on the other side was also lit up with a scorching light, and it was also slowly raised.

Come on!" he smiled, and took a step. Then he threw a punch without hesitation.

Everything around seemed to become clear, the wind blew mercilessly across his cheeks, the leaves shivered in the forest, and the gravel rolled like life under his feet. The voice of sobbing echoed in my ears again.

He finally heard clearly.

Is that...... Elegy, the elegy of fate.

"Boom!"

The dazzling glow like the collision of two meteorites burned in the collision.

The sound of the shaking sound reached the high slope far away, and the group was silent.

The other two directions are in contact with the battle, and the battle situation seems to have developed to a fever pitch, and the sound of agitation and vibration has become weaker and weaker. It's just that it rings again and again from time to time.

The situation is irreversible, and all hope is just luxury.

The first to come to his senses was Luo Lan, who whispered in a hurried tone: "Flosanders, according to the original plan." It's up to you. ”

Florsanders patted his chest, with a reassuring expression, and he turned into an owl without saying a word, waving his wings and winding down the one behind him. The path leading to the back of the temple flew over.

They had planned it for a long time. If the Guardian Knight loses. Then it is up to Flosanders to carry the blood of the saints and quickly transfer!

When all was silent, the short Blood Golemmaster swaggered up the high steps. He quickly staggered into the temple and disappeared from sight.

What followed was an extremely long wait, and every breath made one feel extremely anxious.

But Frosandros was still nowhere to be seen, and the annoying creature did not send any predetermined signal.

Could it be that he dropped the chain at a critical moment? Or did something go wrong?

Luo Lan quietly turned her head to look at Daphne, whose expression was as calm as constant, but the faint worry between her eyebrows revealed her heart.

It was at this moment that the short man finally stepped out of the temple, and he walked up to the dark priest Pons, as if nothing had happened, and then seemed to mumble a few words.

Luo Lan suddenly felt a little bad in his heart, and he had already stood on tiptoe.

Pons suddenly turned his head and suddenly looked in Luo Lan's direction.

Oh no! Luo Lan reacted very quickly, and he shouted in a low voice: "Hurry up!"

As soon as he said this, his body began to leap up, and when the two words came out of his mouth, he swept out more than three meters away.

A green flame fell where he had just stood, and then rose faintly, and the stone pavement made a crackling sound like broken metal.

Devany heard

Just as she wanted to raise her staff, before half a byte came out of her lips, a sharp one had already caught her delicate throat, and a female voice full of temptation and magnetism sounded in her ears: "Don't move." ”

And Xijiesi's sword was only half pulled out, and her movements suddenly froze.

She felt a sharp gaze linger on her heart, a dangerous feeling that told her that if she moved again, something would penetrate it, and at the same time, her body seemed to be locked by something for a moment, and she lost sensation from the neck down, unable to move at all.

Her heart was shocked, and she couldn't help but look down the high slope, and the man with the longbow standing behind Pons was already holding the bow in his hand, and an arrow that seemed to be condensed from flames was aimed at her from afar, and the other party's two scarlet eyes were beating like a candle of fire, and they were firmly staring at her.

Xi Jiesi clearly felt that it was those two strange gazes that cut off the connection between her hands and feet, and she completely lost the ability to act.

Could this be...... Hunter gaze?

Cejes' heart sank, this is a soul hunter known for shooting souls!

On the other side, at the same time as Luo Lan jumped up for the second time, several clouds of phosphorus fire-like green light blocked the route in front of him and in the three directions to the left and right, and he seemed to have no way to escape except to retreat to the same place.

The cold air surged, and a hand-like mass of black mist was silently grabbing at his back, and if he took a slight step back, he would fall into this simple but effective trap.

But Luo Lan didn't even pause, he seemed to ignore those phosphorus fires, and his feet passed through the dangerous flames without stopping for a moment, and the three points of green light only rubbed on him, but it slid away as if he had hit something greasy, and then swayed and floated out to the side like a balloon.

"Huh?" it was another woman's voice, but it was crisp and pleasant, and there was a little unconvincing in the accident.

It's just this delay, Luo Lan has already left everyone far away, and he ran forward without looking back, and disappeared into the darkness at an incredible speed.

The woman holding the dagger against Daphne snorted coldly and beckoned to her female companion, "You come, I'll chase you." ”

The two figures quickly staggered, and the woman using the dagger had already moved quickly to keep up with Luo Lan's distant figure.

Devoni only felt that her body was shaking, and it was already in the hands of another woman who covered her face and body with a black cloak, and as soon as the latter's hand was on her shoulder, several green rays of light wrapped around her hands and feet, and the cold and piercing feeling immediately penetrated into her skin.

Devany glanced at the woman faintly, the ghost shackled, this was a necromancer.

She looked in the direction where Luo Lan disappeared, it should be a female thief chasing him, right?

Judging from the contact just now, these two men must have walked behind them from the temple after defeating the other two Guardian Knights. Their strength is evident from the fact that they barely have time to react.

The dark elemental in the air around him suddenly became thicker, and all the other elements seemed to be violently pushed out at once, and they couldn't get any closer.

Pons's ghostly figure appeared in front of everyone, the purple mist on his body soaring even higher, followed by the short, high-spirited blood puppeteer.

Pons looked around and said gloomily, "You took the blood of the saints?"

After hearing this, Daphne's originally worried expression completely relaxed, as if she had lifted some burden.

The short man pondered for a moment, looked around with staring eyes, seemed to be distinguishing something, sniffed and said, "Boss, there were originally four people here, but now there are only two left, plus the one who escaped just now, and the last one should be the one who went in and took the holy blood while we were not paying attention." ”

Pons looked down at him and said in a deep voice, "Losar, can you find that person?"

Rosal scratched his head, "Boss, I've released the Hellhound when I'm in the temple, but that guy seems to be a druid, you know, I'm not sure I'm going to catch up with those guys who can fly and run." ”

Pons's gaze circled around Devonne and Cejes' faces, and he let out an eerie laugh and said, "He'll be back." ”