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Sellers recalled just now when Durand was still sober, at that time, Durand's shot was like wind and lightning, so fast that Cyrus was secretly frightened, and the attack was clean and neat, without the slightest drag.

In Cyrus's eyes, although Durand is fast in his sober state, he still has traces to follow.

However, when Durand was sucked away from his spirit and consciousness by Yonghui's gaze, he became completely unpredictable. For example, just now, Durand suddenly aimed the orange flame ghost slash at his heart, and he was in a conscious state, I am afraid that he would not make such a "very messy" move in the eyes of Cyrus.

"What the hell is going on with this bastard?" Cyrus's face turned pale and he couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

If it were a battle mage from Sendro on the spot, or a high-level professional from other main planes who were very familiar with Sendlow, I am afraid that he would immediately think of the selfless realm. Although Cyrus has extraordinary knowledge, he is limited to this closed plane, and he has no idea at all about the powerful ability of demigod-level battle mages, the "Selfless Realm".

At this time, Cyrus's severed arm was still bleeding, but he didn't pay attention to it at all, just staring at Duland's figure, as if trying to see something from it.

For a while, the two became a little weird again.

Sellers stood motionless on the surface of the lake, looking at Durand a hundred meters away, watching carefully, carefully observing, hoping to try to see through Duland's strange state at this time.

And Duland, after he cut off one of Sellers' arms, didn't move, still holding the orange flaming knife firmly in his hand.

Seeing this, a thoughtful look appeared on Sellers' face: "Could it be that as long as I don't attack him, he won't take the initiative to attack me?" ”

After making such a judgment, Sellers was inexplicably relieved, and he carefully restrained his breath, and even restrained his murderous and hostile intentions, not to stimulate Duland.

Durand has always stood still.

Another moment passed. Sellers finally confirmed: Although Durand at this time is terrifying, he will only defend and counterattack, and will not take the initiative to attack.

The young Divine Eternal Radiance Warlock straightened his back again, exhaled lightly, and muttered, "I'll just say, how could the Yonghui Gaze fail?" It seemed that he was indeed trapped by Yonghui's gaze. It's ok, it's ok......"

Sellers was very smart, he guessed correctly, and Durand did get a solid shot of eternal staring. He was in the state of unlocking part of the seal just now, and he was facing nine levels against nine levels, and he had to withstand the suppression of the power of the plane. However, the opponent has the assistance of Donghui Cross, and it is not uncommon for him to be hit.

To be honest, with Sellers' conceit, there was a moment just now, which made him wonder if Durand had been hit.

Now it seems that Yonghui's gaze is still very strong. It's just that Durand seems to have some unknown bizarre means, which can still maintain strong combat effectiveness without the domination of consciousness.

Yonghui Gaze, a forbidden art recognized by paladins throughout the ages, is a powerful ability in terms of pure soul, including soul attack, defense, manipulation, snooping, enslavement, and illusion...... and so on. In other words, Yonghui Gaze is just a general term. These include a wide range of tools with varying effectiveness.

And what Sellers used on Durand just now was "Yonghui Gaze, Empty Eye".

This is actually an ability that can only be displayed by a Divine Eternal Radiance Warlock of the Sage Realm. If it weren't for the power of the quasi-artifact of the Donghui Cross, with the strength of the ninth level of Cyrus, it would actually be powerless.

The "Empty Eye" is not a means of soul attack, but a technique to trap the enemy by binding consciousness.

Duland, who was hit by the "Yonghui Gaze, Empty Eye", kept his body and soul intact. Spirit, will, and consciousness are sucked into an unknown spiritual battlefield.

It's a bit like a dormant state, where the soul is still there, but the consciousness is silent.

Heavy snow has fallen, and the surface of the lake is undulating.

A milky white glow enveloped Cyrus's severed arm. You can see that the flesh and bones are growing wildly, and in the blink of an eye, Cyrus's arm is as good as ever. His face turned faintly pale, and after a moment it was back to normal.

“…… So, what's next? Cyrus pursed his lips and looked at Duland's wooden face with a complicated expression.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, Sellers also knows that the real strength of the other party is probably above him. If I hadn't brought the Donghui Cross with me this time, I'm afraid I would have died just now. This made him have an extremely strong fear of Duland, and with it, there was an almost irrepressible intention to kill.

In Sellers' eyes, Durand is a very big unstable factor, mysterious and dangerous, which will not only interfere with this plan, but may even pose a threat to the domain of the Knights of Yonghui in the future.

Despite this, although Sellers has already had a killing heart for Duland, at this time, he has nothing to do with Duland's selfless realm.

"Damn ......"

Sellers clenched his fists fiercely, and if he didn't use the power of the Donghui Cross at any cost, he was quite sure of killing Duland, but in doing so, he himself would be seriously injured and probably wouldn't be able to complete the set mission this time.

Cyrus's original plan was to take the aliens to the seashore, and then use the "Holy Spirit Blessing" to promote the captured twenty-one seven-star hunters and six alien patriarchs to level eight, and then they will work together to tear apart the magic crystal wall and take the alien team out of the ranch.

He wasn't sure if he would have enough strength left to bless the Holy Spirit after he used the Donghui Cross to kill Duland.

"Hands-on? Or hands-off? It's a fucking problem......" Cyrus struggled inwardly for a moment, then suddenly stomped his foot hard, gave Durand a deep look, and then turned around and walked towards the Full Moon Court without looking back.

In the end, he chose the given task priority.

Behind him, the wind and snow were blowing, and Durand stood sculpturally on the surface of the lake, motionless.

……

……

Durand slowly opened his eyes, his pupils gradually focused, and then he was stunned on the spot.

In front of me, there is a vast expanse of big 6, and there is no end in sight.

Durand is now standing on the edge of a mountain cliff, looking into the distance, you can see the horizon and the blue sky in the distance, and a red sun is rising little by little, scattering countless lights and heat throughout the big 6. A warm breeze blew, rolling up Duland's brown-black length. There was a familiar and unfamiliar smell in the air.

Durand looked at the orange-red sun in the distance, at the countless stars hanging in the sky above him that would never dim during the day, and at the fluttering purple dandelions...... He stared blankly at the qiē in front of him, and suddenly felt a little moistness in the corners of his eyes.

This is Sendlo, the powerful main plane Sendre.

It's Duland's hometown, the world of battle mages, Sendelow!

"Yo. Durand! An energetic voice suddenly sounded behind him: "I knew you must be here!" ”

The moment he heard this voice, Duland's body stiffened slightly, and then turned around with some difficulty, not far away, a beautiful girl with a youthful atmosphere all over her body. He was looking at him with a smile.

Her eyes were slightly curved, like two lovely crescent moons.

“…… You...... Are you ......" Durand felt something stuck in his throat and was completely speechless.

The girl pursed her lips slightly, snorted lightly, and stepped forward and said, "What, don't you even know me?" Even if it's a special day, you don't have to be so nervous! Let's go, let's go. Everyone is waiting for you! ”

Saying that, the girl took Duland's hand and dragged him away, counting as she walked: "Today is an important day for you to participate in the plane war for the first time, I know you are very excited, looking forward to it and nervous, these are normal, when I went to the secondary plane for the first time half a year ago, it was about the same as your current state!" ”

"Of course, I'm still a little bit better than you. Hee-hee, who made me a little bit bigger than you, and a little bit stronger than you? Right, Durand Jr.? ”

"Oh yes, the patriarch asked me to tell you, the plane you are going to this time is not simple, and it is said that there are quite a few powerful natives. I know you're confident in your abilities. But don't underestimate the enemy, otherwise if you accidentally hang up, who will I marry! Hahahaha...... Just kidding, don't look at me with such resentful eyes! ”

……

Durand listened without saying a word. Feeling the girl's soft, delicate, and extremely real little hands, my heart is at peace.

The girl was still tirelessly telling all kinds of precautions, so detailed that she was a little wordy, Durand listened quietly, not impatient at all, his face was full of bright smiles, looking at the girl's moving side face outline, he was a little distracted for a while.

The two walked slowly, side by side.

The red sun was rising, casting a warm light on the young faces of the two.

The journey from the cliff back to the clan's teleportation array was not very long, but Durand felt that it was a long, long walk. When he suddenly raised his eyes, he was already in front of him a magnificent and luxurious palace, this was the teleportation hall, with countless dimensional teleportation arrays, leading to various different secondary planes, and it was the starting station of the plane war.

In the distance, Durand has seen his companions who will be walking with him.

However, he suddenly stopped.

"Huh? What's wrong? The girl turned her head, smiled warmly, pretended to be a big sister, patted Duland's head lightly and said, "You can't run away, this kind of thing doesn't look like you would do it, right?" Listen to my sister and go obediently...... Belch!! ”

The girl couldn't say any more, for a hot orange-red blade stabbed silently into her chest.

She looked down in a daze, looked at the orange blade that ran through her, her gaze followed the blade, and finally landed on the face of Durand who was holding the knife, "Durand...... You...... How to ......"

Before the girl could finish speaking, she fell to the ground, and blood flowed from under her warm body in the blink of an eye.

Durand tilted his head slightly, forcing himself not to look at the dying girl on the ground.

Slowly withdrawing the long knife in his left hand, he was already in tears.

"For ...... Why ......" The girl was already unconscious, but she still struggled to look up at Duland, her lips moving with difficulty, her face full of confusion.

Duland's face was extremely sad, his heart was throbbing one by one, but his eyes were full of determination and determination, he took a deep breath and said with all his strength: "You are not her." ”