Chapter 294: Arrival
The 'Master of Fists' was about to lose his center of gravity.
But the next moment, he shook his feet with strange steps, and he maintained his balance in an instant.
After all, it is a sailor who often lives on deck, and with extraordinary physical fitness, this is just the basics.
That fist was castrated unabated, and came to Fang Xian.
Fang Xian's right hand was upright, like an iron wall, blocking this attack.
At the same time, he grabbed the 'Master of Fists' with his left hand.
After being promoted to [Silver of Order], all of his abilities have improved, especially the 'Blood Manipulation', which is the warlock's original ability.
Even if there were no wounds on the 'Master of Fists' body, his skin had turned red, his pores had dilated, and drops of blood had seeped out.
"Warlock?"
The 'Master of Fist' exclaimed, but did not retreat.
Fang Xian suddenly felt that a force came from his palm, extremely penetrating, and he wanted to ignore his body surface defenses and attack his internal organs.
Shock!
This is a special ability mastered by the 'Master of Fists', which specializes in breaking through some creatures with strong body defenses, directly attacking internal structures.
Fang Xian took a step back, and the blood in his body automatically changed, protecting all internal organs.
At the same time, his body swelled a lot.
- Berserk!
The little iron giant's five fingers were together, dodging the follow-up attack of the 'Master of Fists', and a punch was imprinted on his chest.
Click!
The 'Fist Master' took a few steps back, his face full of horror: "Such strong combat power, so rich combat experience, who are you?" β
He didn't know that Fang Xian was a figure who had been a martial arts supreme after all, and when it came to hand-to-hand combat, he was really not afraid of it.
At this time, he didn't speak, and made a move with his right hand.
Poof!
The guards who were originally rushing up the steps, the guards at the front screamed, and blood was drawn alive from their bodies, converging into dark red bombs, and falling around the 'Fist Master'.
'Not good! β
The boxing master paused for a moment and turned to retreat, but when he saw Fang Xian's somewhat mocking look, he said, "Explosion!" β
Bang!
Bang!
Small explosions suddenly formed on the stone platform, blowing up the building into potholes and cracks all over the place.
After forcing the fist master back, Fang Xian jumped directly towards the entrance of the secret realm in mid-air.
Poof!
At the moment when he was about to enter the secret realm, infinite wind blades appeared around him, cutting them.
Fang Xian was not afraid, and there was a crackling sound of friction on his body, crashing into the secret realm.
'Sure enough......'
'What good protection can be found in a mere fourth ladder?' β
'With my defense, I can still rush in!' β
Fang Xian fell to a place in the secret realm and let out a hearty laugh.
Although his body was drenched in blood, the blood quickly rushed back to the wound, leaving only a red film.
It was only then that he had the leisure to take a look at his surroundings.
The surroundings were dim, and the outline of the building was faintly visible, but in the sky, there was a colorful and illusory scene, constantly casting light.
However, no matter how the environment changes, on the attribute bar, the 'Doom Warlock' profession of the fourth tier is still shining, representing his strength, and he is still standing firmly in the [Silver of Order] stage without the slightest decline.
"It's something else...... There are a few looming...... Odd! β
Fang Xian stared at the two columns of weirdness and martial arts, and found that although there was no aura in this world, it seemed that it could be refined into true qi, and even use weird abilities.
It's just that this feeling comes and goes quickly, and there is a feeling that sometimes it doesn't work.
'The rules of this world fragment, why are they so strange?' Wrong...... Maybe it's not a fragment? But...... How many pieces of different worlds recombine to form a secret realm? β
In Fang Xian's heart, a guess slowly emerged.
"But whatever, even if the martial arts and weird abilities are useless, with the warlock ability of [Silver of Order], I can also push all the way, and if there is no existence on the top of the tower, no one will be my opponent......
'I don't know if this competition will attract the attention of that kind of existence......
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Fang Xian didn't know that his intrusion into the secret realm seemed to trigger a signal, causing a battle to break out in the colonial strongholds outside.
Before, it was everyone who tacitly assumed that Ferdinand had the ability to protect the secret realm, the Miller family was forbearing, and the gourmets were hiding in the shadows.
Everyone is just waiting for an opportunity.
Now, Ferdinand has proven that he has lost the ability to protect the secret realm, and the person who can take over immediately jumps out.
"Ferdinand, according to the agreement, most of your income in the New World belongs to our Miller family, what are you still resisting?"
A platinum-haired nobleman, with a large number of transcendents of the Miller family, leisurely came outside the stronghold and confronted Ferdinand: "Open the secret realm immediately, we ask to track down the infiltrator and recover the loss, which is to protect the rights and interests of shareholders." β
"Cremont, you don't need to lie to me, I know that the infiltrator must be from your Miller family, you always like to make excuses for your shameless behavior."
Ferdinand, dressed as a sailor, was so angry that he scolded: "It's not enough for you to enter a group of people before, and now you have to forcibly take over the management rights, I must apply to the royal court for arbitration......"
He knew that he couldn't fight for the Miller family in terms of ownership, and he could only make a fuss about management.
This was a blind spot in the previous contract.
Moreover, as long as he gains enough time and discovers enough benefits, a secret realm is not impossible to give up.
But until then, we must not budge.
"Ferdinand, there are still some formalities that have not been completed on the kingdom's side before, and you really think you can call the shots?" With a mocking smile on his face, Cremont took out a warrant with the signature and seal of the Governor of the Colony: "From this day onwards, this place will belong entirely to our Miller family, and I warn you to withdraw the property that 'belongs' to the Miller family within an hour, or I have the right to kill you!" β
"Damn it!"
Ferdinand clenched his fists, but he didn't dare to move.
He also knew that he was no match for the Miller family, and the only thing he could rely on was the support of the Kingdom's Pioneer Decree.
But now, with the warrant of the Governor, there is no hope.
The governor of the colony, the authority over the colony, is no different from that of the king.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
On the high platform at the entrance of the secret realm, figures appeared out of thin air, with the majesty of a king, causing the surrounding militia to kneel to the ground unconsciously.
Teleportability! γGolden Kingγ!
They glanced at Cremont, didn't say a word, and went straight to the secret realm.
The next moment, the color of blood red and rust surged, and another group of clergy from the Narnias Empire arrived and entered the secret realm.
Wave after wave of these people, hundreds of people entered in one go, leaving Cremont stunned.
Immediately, there was a deep sadness and indignation: "This is the secret realm of our Miller family, what do you think?" Horse-drawn carriages? β
When Ferdinand saw this scene, he suddenly felt a lot better.