"I heard someone was looking for me? Someone looking for me, trouble to step forward. ”

The sword soul was lazy, his eyes swept over the people who were still in a state of shock, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Why do you look at me like this?" I haven't seen anyone eat battle spells as a snack, do you want to learn them? If you want to learn, I can call you! But if no one comes forward, I'll disband happily as if nothing had happened. ”

As he spoke, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute!"

"Wait a minute!"

Two people spoke at the same time. One of them was Durand, who walked towards Durand with a cold face, two Amber Blades silently appearing in his hands, ready for battle and about to charge.

But Caesar's sword stopped him, "Wait a minute, don't be so impulsive, Dwedland. ”

With a calm smile on Caesar's face, after stopping the blood-gushing Duland, he looked at the sword soul and said with a smile: "Hello Duland, we have seen your strength very clearly, and there is no need to show it again." I'll just get to the point where we're here today - I hope you can prove your status as a Battle Mage, as well as the Learmons bloodline, which is important to all of us. Well, it shouldn't be too difficult for you, right? ”

Speaking of this, Caesar paused deliberately, looked deeply into the eyes of the sword soul, and said: "But looking at your breath, as well as the methods just now, it really makes me feel that it has nothing to do with the battle mage, don't you want to explain it?" ”

"Despicable!" "Shameless!" Crystal and Ruger cursed at the same time.

This Caesar was obviously deliberately provoking trouble before, but as soon as he saw the strong strength of "Duland", he immediately changed to an attitude of "we are here to discuss things sincerely".

The rapid and natural transformation in this middle is really contemptible and admirable.

"Duland, please prove your identity as a battle mage, as well as your identity as a fellow family member!"

Caesar raised his voice and said solemnly: "If your identity is okay, I am willing to speak for everyone present." Apologize to you for our rudeness. But if you're not a battle mage at all, a lot of things — like whether you're the missing family genius Durand, if not, why you're impersonating Duland, and what your true identity is — have to be re-figured out. ”

"What are you talking nonsense?" The fat man Luger held back the fire in his belly, "Of course this is our Lord Duland, what is pretending not to pretend?" ”

"So you also think that there is nothing wrong with his inhuman aura?" Caesar asked rhetorically.

"This ......" Ruger was stunned for a moment.

To be honest, this guy in a purple robe in front of me. It's really a little bit different from the impression of the castle lord. Not only the breath, but also the eyes, posture, and temperament...... None of them are like that.

"Why, can't you answer?" Caesar showed a hint of mockery, "If you really have that confidence in your lord, be patient and watch carefully." Facts speak louder than words, and the results there cannot be deceived. You say yes, Lord Castle, Duland? ”

"I'm not Duland." Knife Soul said.

"Uh......" Caesar's momentum of controlling the situation visibly froze.

But he still has a charming smile. "What...... What do you mean? You're not deliberately talking back to me, are you? ”

The sword soul scratched his head in distress, and sighed helplessly, "Sure enough, I still can't play someone else." Especially playing the person I hate the most, I am really aggrieved and angry......"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Caesar frowned, feeling his fist hit the air.

Should things be like this? After being persecuted by your own words, shouldn't the other party only have three reactions? - or prove it on the spot. Either it is vaguely delayed, or it is resolved violently. In either case, Caesar was confident that he would steer the situation in his favor, in his favor for the hawks.

But what's going on with this guy in front of you? Deliberately disrupting the rhythm by saying the opposite?

The sword soul didn't seem to see Caesar's increasingly stiff smile. Still muttering and grumbling in annoyance: "Damn, why am I Duland?" Why should I be Duland? Who wants to be Duland? That guy obviously beat me up last night, but I have to play him early in the morning today and help him deal with family disputes? I'm an idiot, I'm an idiot! ”

“……”

Caesar couldn't laugh at all.

White Tiger, Crystal, and Lu Ge also looked at this qiē in amazement, feeling that their brains were a little confused, and Mu Mu didn't know what kind of reaction to make.

Duland walked out from behind Caesar and sneered, "What is this? Deliberately saying the opposite? Want to disrupt our rhythm? Want to confuse the public and regain the initiative? You think you'll be able to ...... that way."

He couldn't go on.

An iron pincer-like palm grabbed Duland's neck, lifting him into the air. The purple realm of judgment opened up with a "swish", instantly enveloping the entire Hunter Square.

At this moment, Duland felt that the final judgment of the end of the world had come, and he had no second choice but to kneel on the ground and accept the judgment.

The feeling of horror comes and goes quickly. The sword soul had little interest in a weak person like Duland, and quickly let go of his palm.

Duland fell to his knees with a thud, gasping sharply, the huge mental storm and psychological pressure made his whole body uncontrollable, and he couldn't stand up no matter what.

The difference in strength between the two sides was too big and too big, and the sword soul didn't even use any strength, just a moment of murderous aura was exposed, and it almost crushed Duland's soul.

"If you can't prove your identity, do you use force?" Caesar asked coldly.

After seeing the sword soul instantly take down Duland, Caesar was not panicked, in fact, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: this is right, this is a normal reaction, and it is the stupidest of the three reactions.

The sword soul snorted and slashed through the air with his backhand. Caesar's sword crossed his chest, and the great sword broke silently, and then he spurted out a mouthful of blood and slowly withered to the ground.

But after being knocked out, Caesar smiled as he laughed and said, "You can't prove your identity, your profession, or your bloodline!" You're going to kill me! The two Sendro gods are in the city, do you dare to kill me? ”

The atmosphere suddenly tensed. The battle mages in the square had already drawn their weapons and stared at the sword soul that was too strong to speak.

The sword soul looked at the sky with his hands in his hands and was silent for a while. If it weren't for Duland's relationship, this Caesar would have died a hundred times, but Caesar saw it very accurately, and the sword soul would indeed not kill him.

"Honestly. Durand has people like you...... Makes me feel a little gloating! ”

The sword soul spoke.

"That guy didn't sleep all night, slaughtered four super beings overnight, and then went overseas non-stop to pick up your parents, wives and children, and you are still here arguing to prove what kind of battle mage you are? Proof of the lineage of the Learmons family? ”

The sword soul suddenly raised its voice: "What a joke! ”

His face was full of mockery, arrogance, and disdain, "Why should I prove it? Which onion do you count for me to prove for you? Even if you're lucky if I didn't kill you, you still want me to prove it to you like an idiot?! ”

"Of course, then again!" The Blade Soul shrugged, spread his hands, and said, "If it's Durand's guy who handles this." He may explain a little, control the situation, and avoid conflict. Who made you his kinsmen? Who let him have his first love among you? Who made him feel in his heart that he must work hard to protect the family if he finally found it? Who made him understand better than you all how important your family really is to this war? ”

"Last night, he actually thought about bringing the newborn battle mage of this plane back to Sendro to participate in the 'ancestral hall baptism'...... That big idiot! ”

The sword soul was rarely excited.

However, he quickly regained his composure, took a deep breath, and then said slowly: "Let me put it this way, even if Durand and I switch places and stand in front of you now, he will not be able to prove that he is a battle mage!" ”

Caesar was completely devastated when he heard this.

What the fuck is all that about? Could this guy be a madman? Why is what he says completely incomprehensible? Is he really not Duland?

"Your Excellency. What exactly are you talking about? Ellie asked, "Durand isn't a battle mage?" And what about him...... So what exactly is he? Who is he? Who are you? ”

"I'm his doppelganger, for the time being." Knife Soul glanced at her and said. "I can't prove I'm a battlemage because I'm not a battlemage in the first place. As for Durand...... "Blade Soul paused, "he used to be a battle mage, but now it's not counted. He has surpassed the Battle Mage. ”

"Transcendence...... Battle Mage? Ellie muttered under her breath. The amount of information was too large for her to handle for a while.

“…… The large army of the Learmons family should all arrive in half a day, waiting for Durand to return. Go to him yourselves. The sword soul had completely regained its composure, and said lightly, "During this period, you only have two choices, either stay in the city honestly and don't make trouble for me, or just get out of here and don't let me see it!" ”

"That's it, let's go."

The sword soul picked up Duland casually, sneered and patted his face, then turned around and walked away, still muttering in his mouth: "What, don't look at what time it is, what kind of factional struggle is there still going on?" Stupid humans! ”

"Wait, wait! You just said that Durand went overseas to pick up our family's people? Caesar looked at the departing sword soul and asked loudly.

"yes, yes, you heard it right." The sword soul head does not return.

"You say you're a doppelganger of Duland?" Caesar didn't know where the strength came from, so he struggled to stand up and stared at the back of the sword soul, "What about Durand himself?" His strength is stronger than yours? ”

"yes, yes." The sword soul replied sullenly, a little depressed.

"Can you ask him how much better he is than you?"

"How much stronger?" The sword soul thought to himself that I can't even beat Durand who has not fused the divine fire, let alone Durand who has already fused the divine fire.

Under the gaze of Caesar and everyone present, the sword soul stopped, thought seriously for a while, and finally shook his head and sighed, "Honestly...... I can't describe how much better he is than me. ”

Caesar's whole body was shocked, and his face finally changed completely. His mouth was open, and he couldn't speak. (To be continued......)