The Grey-Haired Lord's purpose became obvious after that, and it was these mages who hurt it the most, and it obviously wanted to find an opportunity to bypass these difficult warriors, and now kill these mages. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The captain of the other squad saw that the situation was not good, so he gritted his teeth and released a skill, and the long sword in his hand released a light that pierced into the fluff of the gray-haired lord at once, you must know that their attacks before were only able to break the defense, and no one has been able to cause such a level of damage at once.

Sure enough, a greatly tripled damage stat floated over the gray-haired lord's head.

Just when the captain of the squad thought that he must have transferred the hatred of this gray-haired lord, the situation behind was once again shocking.

The gray-haired lord ignored the sword that pierced its body, and continued to stubbornly move in the direction of the mage, and the coke on its body, the coke on its head, and the poisoning effect could not hinder its next journey.

"You'd better stop it." The mages in the distance were moving a little slower than the warriors, knowing that they would never be able to outrun the gray-haired lord, but they were still surprised by what had happened before.

All along, when fighting monsters, the warrior is in front and the mage is standing behind, and if the hatred is transferred, it must be the warrior's fault.

But neither of the warriors on the scene had explained to them, or should I say that there was no time to explain, they were both trying to stop the Greyfur Lord's progress, although it seemed to be walking slowly, but in fact it could be several steps as good as theirs, so it was still difficult to catch up with it.

The Greyfur Lord writhed impatiently from side to side, trying to break free from their entanglement, but the Greyfur Monster itself had no hands, only feet, and the strength of its body was round, but the strength of its movement made the two warriors who tried to stop it miserable.

The Grim Reaper had been waiting for his moment, and the cyclone was around him, sweeping away all the mobs that wanted to get close to him.

Although the cyclone has been present for a while, it has not shrunk, but has expanded more and more due to the death of the surrounding mobs.

After the god of death himself felt the power of the cyclone, he began to slowly grasp it.

And Lan Ying, who watched this scene from a distance, was very anxious, but he was outside the game, but he couldn't control a situation, so he could only watch like this.

The Grim Reaper's unusual behavior didn't quite make him understand, but he knew very well that the Grim Reaper was waiting.

Visible to the naked eye, the Grim Reaper began to manipulate the cyclone, but this time it was different, instead of controlling its movement, he slowly compressed it.

In many ways, it is difficult to understand with a few theories without implementation, as was the case with the Grim Reaper before it.

To be honest, the power of the Death Hand profession was not fully excavated in normal times, and the generation of the cyclone was a gathering of confused power and was concretely displayed by him.

Its own color is very mixed, as if there are a lot of impurities, and there is a faint transparent isolation zone between white and gray, but in fact, transparency should be its original color.

Now the feeling of death is wonderful, like a faint epiphany.

No matter how powerful a class is, it needs an equally powerful person to control, and at this moment the Grim Reaper has clearly found this feeling, and the use of this death cyclone is not just a rough killing of monsters that come into contact.

It also has a lot of potential.

He was intently focused on the cyclone, which became smaller and smaller as time went on, and a closer look could disprove it, and it was better to say that the area on which the gray and white were located began to decrease, and the whole cyclone began to condense.

The transparent hue is revealed from the cyclone again, but the proportions are much larger than before.

At this time, the Grim Reaper stared at it intently, and the subtle adjustment still made him work hard, but the power contained in it was at least tripled in such a change.

When the gray color was no longer pressable, he looked into the distance, and his figure was as fast as lightning.

These two warriors are also disgraced, this gray-haired lord is really determined to deal with those mage players, even if they stop pulling hatred, it will still have little effect.

Because their attention was focused on the Greyfur Lord, they didn't notice the changes that had happened to the Grim Reaper at this time, or even if they did, they didn't think he could change the overall situation.

But Blue Eagle is different, he can feel the indomitable spirit of the Grim Reaper at that moment, and that kind of confidence is a kind of aura that was convincing before.

What exactly happens next?

Blue Eagle was very nervous, but he had to take care of the battlefields on the left and right, and he couldn't watch the next changes wholeheartedly, so he was very anxious.

Obviously, the Grim Reaper did not disappoint him, and at this moment, he swung the much smaller cyclone directly towards the Greyfur Lord.

It hadn't been long since this action was made, but the gray-haired lord stopped his steps directly, as if he felt a faint spike between his neck.

This is a threat to its life, but it can't figure out what it is.

So it looked around vigilantly, and what it could see was a weak human thief assassin and a difficult human warrior, but its eyesight was not very good, and it could not see the changes in death at this time.

The smaller cyclone became more secretive, and the Greyfur Lord, who had not discovered it, felt even more irritated, forgetting that it had been trying to trouble the human mages, but at this moment, it had lost its last chance.

Because death has come, faster and deadlier than it imagined.

When it looked at the Grim Reaper with a glimmer of wisdom, it still couldn't comprehend the threat of this weak human.

As a liege, the glory of a lord does not allow it to retreat in front of this human, so it made another mistake and hastened its death, and that is to walk towards the Grim Reaper.

But the god of death snorted slightly, although he was a lord, he was more stupid than he imagined, maybe he originally thought that this lord was too smart, in fact, how could ordinary monsters have the cunning of humans.

It is by virtue of this cunning that humanity has overcome so many things and become the new master of the continent of Treas.

The cyclone kept circling the Grim Reaper, and the closer the gray-haired lord got to this weak human, the more terrified he became, as if the threat he had felt before came from this human.

It couldn't understand what was going on, but the hesitation and confusion alone kept it from any closer to death.

Perhaps it should be said that even a monster at the lord level still has the instinct to protect itself, but this instinct appeared too late, because the Grim Reaper was already close to it.

But the Greyfur Lord didn't think of running for his life.

The cyclone that had been surrounding him suddenly pounced on the Greyfur Lord.

The cyclone was so close to the Grey-Haired Lord that it immediately knew that the previous voice was coming from it, and at the same time, it also knew that the small cyclone in front of it was the culprit threatening it.

But it didn't have time to react, and in this situation, it let out a painful and painful slender scream, which made all the players on the side feel creepy.

And the other mobs also suddenly swarmed away from the Heavenly Dependents who had dealt with them, and ran directly to the place where their lord was.

In their eyes, the lord's aura suddenly became weak, like a candle in the wind, flickering and flickering, especially the little monsters at the bottom, who became more and more frightened.

Compared to them, the blue eagle had seen more, the god of death had done very little before, and he hadn't noticed this cyclone, but just now he had seen the power of that cyclone.

Only a transparent cyclone the size of a fingernail mixed with a faint gray and white slowly approached the gray-haired lord, and the cyclone was not a level compared to the size of the gray-haired lord, but after the gray-haired lord saw this cyclone clearly, he retreated.

But even that couldn't stop the cyclone from approaching.

What surprised Blue Eagle next was that the cyclone had suddenly melted into the furry skin of the Greyfur Lord's exterior without warning, and if it weren't for the good things in his eyes, he would probably have thought that nothing had happened at all.

In the eyes of people other than Blue Eagle, what they saw was that the Grim Reaper stood in front of the Gray-Haired Lord, and they didn't see him make any moves, and the Gray-Haired Lord suddenly froze and didn't move.

The gray-haired lord's face showed human fear and other terrifying emotions, causing the players around him to feel confused, but they all looked at the last player, the Grim Reaper.

Originally, this action was initiated by him, and the situation that was stalemate at the moment suddenly changed after he appeared, making them all feel incredulous for a while.

Although the gray-haired lord was sluggish, all the players did not dare to slack off, and these mobs were babbling and screaming close to the lord at this time, but they still could not get a response from their lord.

The Grim Reaper seems to be relaxed, but in fact, he has completely focused his spirit on the gray-haired lord.

His abilities are hard to describe in words, he spread out his left hand and held the wrist of his left hand with his right hand.

The eyeballs in the eyes on the palms of his hands twitched mysteriously, staring directly in the direction of the gray-haired lord.

With the despair of his kind's death, the Greyfur Lord felt it and stepped into a vortex called death. (To be continued.) )