"Tut-tut......" Mercer saw that Joblin had blocked his attack, and a soft disdainful sound came out of his mouth.

Joblin opened his mouth, but didn't know how to continue. In just one of the encounters just now, he had already felt the gap between himself and the current Mercer, and if he spoke, it was very likely that he would reveal a flaw, so that the guy in front of him would find a chance to attack!

Mercer on the side obviously had no taboos, although he was pacing very vigilantly in the face of Joblin, but there was no pause in his mouth: "When you chased and killed me before, weren't you very fierce?" Joblin? You're the only one coming this time? What about your nightingales? Where's your Noktunar? ”

Joblin frowned slightly, although he knew that the guy in front of him was having a good time at this time, but no matter how he listened to his tone, he felt uncomfortable. He knew that Mercer's strength had become much stronger, but Joblin could feel that this strength did not come from Mercer himself.

It's a weird feeling, but Joblin can feel it. If Mercer really had the strength to paralyze his arm after a single blow, then it was estimated that he would not be able to block his attack. That is, he is a thief, not a warrior! A thief is so powerful, so what about his reaction? How could he possibly give himself a chance to block his attacks?

So, the problem must be with that weird long sword, right?

It was only then that Joblin's gaze fell on the sword in Mercer's hand. The sword was different from the common sword style, the entire sword body was in a slightly curved arc, and only one side of the sword was opened. The whole body of this sword is black, but there is a faint red light circulating on top of the black. The jaw of the sword is printed with an unknown golden pattern, and although the red luster is not visible on the pattern, you can clearly feel that the luster flowing on the sword body spreads from this pattern.

Such a delicate weapon, Joblin has never encountered at all since birth.

Could it be that this is a demon artifact left by a demon god in the world? Joblin naturally thought of this stubble. After all, the skull key in his hand, as well as the nightingale armor on his body, and Lord Wei Xu's matching sword, these are all demon artifacts. He still has a certain ability to distinguish between demon artifacts.

Just when Joblin thought of this stubble, his expression was slightly sluggish. Mercer, on the other hand, was very keen to seize this opportunity and rushed towards Joblin, his figure like a ghost.

By the time Joblin turned around, Mercer had rushed in front of him, the tip of his sword less than half a meter away from his chest.

In a panic, the sword and dagger in Joblin's hand staggered and blocked, narrowly picking up the blow. However, because he was a parry under emergency response, under Mercer's strong stab, the long sword in Joblin's hand was directly knocked away, and the short dagger in his left hand was knocked out alive.

This is not over, the sneak attack Mercer saw that the sword in Joblin's hand was knocked out, so he took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the long sword in his hand was not recovered, and he directly turned a corner in the air and directly slashed down diagonally.

In the crisis, Joblin had no choice but to roll on the spot and distance himself from Mercer.

But Mercer didn't let Joblin think of it at all, as if he could guess Joblin's dodge route, he raised his sword early and slashed at one place. It looked as if Mercer's blow was about to miss, only to be bumped into by Joblin himself.

"Shhhh

I have to sigh that although the nightingale armor looks thin, its defensive ability is first-class. The ebony sword that could break the dwarven longsword did not appear to be cut in two as expected when it slashed through Joblin's abdomen at this time. When the nightingale's armor was directly cut through a wound a foot long, and Joblin's abdomen was also left with a deep wound by the knife, Joblin would not have doubted at all, if he hadn't twisted his body just now to unload part of the force, it was estimated that his internal organs would have flowed out of this sword.

"You're still the same as before...... Joblin ......" Mercer grinned, paused like a cat and mouse, and continued, "Don't forget that I taught you all these tricks......

"The ...... of the sword"

Joblin's face was a little pale at the moment, and he found that although he had a wound, not a drop of blood came out of the wound. It looks like all your own blood has been sucked away by this sword!

"Yes, I didn't expect this artifact to increase my strength so much...... I told you a long time ago that in addition to his own physical fitness, weapons also play a large role in determining a person's strength...... "Mercer felt that he was already about to eat Joblin, and he talked more......

Horsga Peak.

Wei Xu was a little distraught and detached from meditation. The dragon didn't take him directly to the Throat of the World to find Patonax after the dragon brought him up, but let the Graybeards of the Abbey receive him first.

I said...... Geezer...... What does the old dragon of Patunax mean? Wei Xu looked at the five people who were praying in a circle on the side, and suddenly asked Ayngail. It's five people, that's right, Wei Xu also found out after arriving here, Ufrik didn't know when he was sitting on the stage in the monastery. This guy is like those old monks who have seen through the red dust, and he always looks peaceful when he looks at himself, without the slightest emotion.

Strange to say, Wei Xu didn't do anything wrong, but every time he saw Ufrik's performance of becoming an immortal, he always had a ridiculous feeling.

"Duwakin, now is not the time to meet the pioneers, you can go up the mountain tomorrow morning......" Ai Engail squinted his eyes, and the appearance of an old god was there, seeing that Wei Xu wanted to beat people.

"Lao Tzu is not here to meet the old dragon! That guy invited me over! Can you be a little hospitable?! "Wei Xu is completely hairy. Strange to say, if he had been in the past, he wouldn't have been so grumpy.

But I don't know why this time......

When Wei Xu thought of this, he suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and his consciousness jumped directly to an unfamiliar space, and in front of him was a long sword that flashed a strange red light and slashed towards him. The sword-wielder, Wei Xu couldn't see it clearly, but he saw the figure of a spider with a human head.

Subconsciously, Wei Xu wanted to dodge, but he was surprised to find that at this time, he seemed to have lost control of his body. In desperation, he could only tense his body to resist. At this moment, he felt that his sense of touch for "skin" had expanded infinitely, and the place that was about to be attacked became as solid as crocodile skin.

There was a soft sound of "poof......, Wei Xu knew that his protection had been broken, but the expected pain did not come. He subconsciously looked at his body, but only saw a hazy figure.

And...... A key with a hazy white glow on his chest...... Skull Key ...... Joblin?

The moment he realized it, Wei Xu came to his senses. He found himself still in the monastery of the Heights of Khosga, still in front of the praying old guys, and his body did not move in the slightest, still maintaining a meditative posture. And there are no wounds on his body.

What just happened? Wei Xu hadn't understood it yet, but he felt that the uneasiness in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.

"I'm going to see that old thing from Patumnax now!" Wei Xu said as he walked out of the door with a step. Anyway, you don't need others to lead you to the throat of the world.

"Duwakin ......"

"Get out of here!" Wei Xu interrupted Ai Engail's words without replying, and reached out to push the door.

At this moment, an earth-shattering roar suddenly came from behind him: "Liz Slen Nus!" ”

Well, these old guys are really trying to make a new move, and it seems that they have used this method to deal with disobedient people in the past.

Of course, Wei Xu was not unprepared. Although he didn't know why the old guy in Patunax didn't let him go to see him now, Wei Xu could still guess something, it was nothing more than that the old guy had something to delay his time. So if he was so strong to meet that old dragon now, these Greybeards wouldn't just let him go.

“Fus Ro Dah！” Wei Xu turned around and blew at a few gray beards. Speaking of which, this is the only spit he can think of in an emergency.

"Buzz!"

As Wei Xu's eyes came out, the surrounding air vibrate.

The eyes of the four graybeards gathered together actually only shook Wei Xu's unrelieved power, and he was directly blown away by this domineering power. After the unrelieved force blew away the cold ice of Graybeard's eyes, the force contained in it was much smaller, and it had little effect on these Graybeards. But at this point, these old guys also realized Wei Xu's strength, so they no longer stopped it.

"Duwakin, the Herald said goodbye early, there must be a reason for him......" Ayngail wanted to say a few words, but in the middle of his words, he felt a cold wind blowing in front of him, the door of the back yard was opened, and Wei Xu was also missing......

Snow manker.

"After all that, my heart is finally much more comfortable......" Mercer looked at Joblin, who was limping backwards with his wound in his face, and finally showed a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth. Now, then, it's almost time, and you should go into the arms of your Noktunar......"

As he spoke, Mercer took a step forward, his figure blurred, and the sword in his hand slashed at Joblin at a tricky angle. This sword is not necessarily dodged by Joblin in the past when he was in good condition, let alone when he is injured now. Originally, Joblin also wanted to use the serious injury to make Mercer relax his vigilance so as to find some opportunity to counterattack, but he didn't think that this guy was so cautious from beginning to end.

I'm really going to kneel now...... Joblin looked at the flickering mad red light on the sword, as if he had fallen into an abyss. It's a pity that Lord Wei Xu's task was not completed this time......

"Click......

Just as Joblin was about to despair, a crisp sound suddenly reached his ears. The sound gave Joblin a very strange feeling...... It seems like...... It seems to be the sound you make when you pick the lock, right?

But...... But at this time, where does the sound of picking the lock come from?

Just when Joblin was wondering, he only felt a warm current welling up from his heart with the sound of the successful lock-picking.

Chest? Shouldn't it be the Skull Key there?

Joblin suddenly thought of the legend about the Skull Key, which was said to be the most powerful of all magical artifacts, and that it could unleash the full potential of its soul......

It was all said slowly, but it was only a breath in the past, and when Joblin felt that unknown force was pouring into his limbs, Mercer's sword was still five centimeters away from him, and the already hideous face with the wanton smile seemed to freeze.

Joblin's injuries didn't get any better, but he was able to move, and he felt that everything he had learned in the past was in full effect in this moment, and it was as if all the star power he had been fully blessed with him. In this feeling, Joblin subconsciously shortened his body.

With a soft sound, I saw a black mist envelop Joblin in an instant, and his whole person became transparent. At this moment, Mercer's sword just touched Joblin's neck. The scene where the severed head should have been cut did not appear, and the sword slashed past Mercer's face as if it had slashed into the air, without any resistance.

What happened?!

Mercer could see the full outline of Joblin in front of him, and he could feel the guy in front of him, but what surprised him was that his sword didn't hit the other party! What happened in front of him made him a little uncomfortable.

Joblin also reacted at this time, although he didn't understand why, but he knew that he had escaped death. Feeling that the power in his body was gradually dissipating, he also understood that this power was temporarily activated by the skull key, and it could not last long. So he gave up the idea of continuing to be involved with Mercer here, and instead rolled and disappeared directly into Mercer's perception.

Mercer felt the disappearance of Joblin's breath, and subconsciously took a step forward to chase it. But after he took a step, he suddenly felt a slip under his feet, and if he hadn't reacted quickly, it was estimated that this blow would have made him fall directly.

"Damn ......"

Mercer muttered in a low voice, he knew that he had escaped for Joblin this time, although he didn't know what means this guy used to spill the lube that these thieves escaped, but he knew that there must be a lot of such lube waiting for him in front of him, and if he continued to chase, it was very likely that he would accidentally fall and give the other party a chance to deal with him......