Relative to the skill of using the sword, as Sibia. Edward, the leader of the Ancient Asian God Cult, has some understanding, but after all, Edward claims to be a priest and is not a professional demon hunter, so Edward is definitely not as proficient as a professional expert like Dylan in terms of swordsmanship.

However, even so, Edward gave up on pulling Dylan from Sibia to help.

In Edward's cognition, Dylan is very easy to use, but sometimes Dylan seems "too easy to use"!

This kind of task of capturing the most evil people alive was given to Dylan, and it is estimated that what Edward would receive later would be a humanoid torch that was about to burn out......

Therefore, it is better to do it yourself, although Edward's sword skills are more humiliating.

Fortunately, the power of Dylan's holy sword does not rely entirely on its body, and its extreme sharpness and never wear out are only its collateral effects.

The strongest part of the holy sword is still the divine fire stored inside it, and the divine fire, Edward, who has transformed a few times, is of course much more familiar with it than Dylan.

In terms of mastery of the operation of Shenhuo, Dylan can't catch up with Edward.

"Is it you, the brain-wreck, who make noise in my territory?! Dare to interrupt the words of this great wizard, you, you are going to die! ”

Edward was still happily watching the concert, and just as Edward was listening intently, showing an expression of enjoyment, a discordant voice came into Edward's ears.

Edward opened his eyes and saw that it was a dense army of corpses.

Edward was surrounded by an army of corpses running on the ground and flying in the sky, with a strong smell and stench, and in the middle of the corpse army, Edward saw his target, the sturdy immortal wizard.

"Hahaha, garbage, don't you dare to move when you are frightened by the army of this great wizard! So, who gave you the guts to provoke the wizard! Litter! ”

Looking at the sturdy wizard who was really spewing trash talk, Edward was a little surprised, he didn't expect that there would be such a "lively" chatter among such lifeless wizards.

In Edward's vision, wizards who grew up following the laws of the dark jungle should be taciturn "doers".

Well, here's the group of necromancers in Sibia.

In Sibia, the modern necromancer is a very special group of existence, after experiencing the dark ages, the necromancer of Sibia found the way to whitewash, and it is for this reason that in Sibia, the modern necromancer has a new name - "white hand doctor".

That's right, doctor.

The necromancer became a healer.

There is a saying that "the old doctor of the dead, specializing in the treatment of all kinds of incurable diseases, whether human or animal!" ”

Because of the company of all kinds of corpses every day, the necromancer knows all about the human body and beasts, and after the transformation of the modern magic path, now if Sibia wants to become a necromancer, the first thing to learn is the "Sibia Injuries and Illnesses" and other thick medical scriptures that can be used as bricks and bricks.

In Sibia, necromancers have become synonymous with first-class medical masters, and because of this, Sibia's necromancers have deteriorated, and in the medical room and in surgery, what this group of "white-handed doctors" like to do most is to chat and brag with their assistants.

Oh, by the way, sometimes they will communicate with the patients they treat, for example, they will praise each other for "the waist is very beautiful, just like in the textbook", "this posture of intestinal obstruction is amazing, it can be used as a case", "you have a small brain, you have a lot of water", etc......

In the face of the trash talk of the tuberculosis wizard, Edward put away the volume to the maximum magic instrument, stood up with the holy sword in his arms, and then slowly turned his head to look at the place where the strong wizard was.

"Did you know that it's annoying to disturb people?"

As soon as Edward's words fell, a near-transparent flame enveloped Edward.

In the eyes of the sturdy wizard, Edward disappeared from the bottom to the top before his eyes!

Sneak?! Sneaking with your eyelids down?! The strong wizard was taken aback, and he secretly said in his heart, no wonder this strange man has the confidence to run his territory and spread wild, this indigenous powerhouse does have some ability!

Still, it's stupid! A mocking glint flashed in the eyes of the strong wizards, and the last thing they feared for immortal wizards was this kind of sneaky assassin.

In the realm of souls, all lurking assassins will have nothing to hide.

Soul Realm. Open! The sturdy wizard laughed at Edward in his heart, and a strong, chaotic soul wave immediately spread out in all directions.

"Huh?" The sturdy wizard was slightly stunned.

Soul Realm. Open! Soul Realm. Open! Is this soul realm out of order? Not turned on yet?

The strong wizard who had no sweat had no reason to feel a tight heart, and at this time, his soul inexplicably appeared a feeling of panic.

Could it be that I hit the iron plate? The soul core of the strong wizard couldn't help but shudder, but soon the strong wizard laughed.

"How is that possible, so that native must have escaped, escaped from the scope of my soul realm! It's rubbish, pretending to be a great thing, cowardly so fast! ”

The stout wizard laughed, and then at that moment he felt his waist stabbed twice......

The wizard was stunned, and he turned to see that the brain-dead native who had been running his territory to make noise had appeared behind him at some point, and was poking his waist with the hilt of the strange sword.

Edward looked up at the sturdy wizard with some dissatisfaction, originally Edward planned to sneak behind the other party and slap the other party on the shoulder to scare the other party, but after walking in, Edward gave up his original plan.

Pat someone on the shoulder, Edward has to jump up!

So Edward changed his strategy, gave the other party's waist up twice, and signaled his presence.

Seeing the short natives suddenly appearing behind him, the soul of the strong wizard was almost frightened out of the flesh.

What's the situation? How did this guy get behind him?! Is the soul realm really not open?!

While the sturdy wizard was thinking this, Edward had already picked up the holy sword in his backhand and slashed at the knee of the massive wizard in front of him.

"Ding ——!"

As if two pieces of iron had collided, the holy sword in Edward's hand slashed at the sturdy wizard's knee as if it had been slashed to the fullest, and the point of impact between the holy sword and the knee immediately sparked.

Edward was a little surprised, because he intended to show weakness to the enemy, Edward only used two percent of his strength, and did not use the divine fire contained in the holy sword.

But even so, with the sheer sharpness of the Holy Sword, there shouldn't be much in this world that can collide with it.

There was one in front of me.

Edward looked at the sturdy wizard in front of him in amazement, and couldn't help but blink.

Seeing the look of surprise in Edward's eyes, the stout wizard smiled cruelly, he was one of the few wizards who were least afraid of being approached among the immortal wizards who came.

The body of the strong wizard has been tempered thousands of times, fusing the flesh and blood of countless monsters, he is a monster himself, so for the strong wizard, he himself is his best weapon!

"Despair! Fools! The Stout Wizard laughed maniacally, and he let out a soul-terrifying roar haughtily at Edward.

Then, a flash of pure white fire filled the sturdy wizard's vision.

The stout wizard was below his knees, and he immediately lost consciousness!

"Holy Sword Liberation!"

A crisp young cheer followed.