Swell understands the cunning of the doppelganger, of course, he will not rush to stand in line when the situation is unclear, and it is a normal choice to try all reasons to shirk, but unfortunately in the end, this problem was thrown in front of Swell's real body, and it was still that unavoidable situation.

From this, Swell once again confirmed that he was definitely entangled by the god of doom when he left the secret base of the Rock Wall Church this time. At this time, no matter how he chooses, it will be a dead end in the end, and the difference is only in the hands of which strong man he dies!

Recognizing the reality, Swell finds himself in a dead end, but it is not his character to sit back and wait, and under the aggressive coercion of Ophelas, he finally thinks of a reason that may have a chance to survive.

"Master Swordmaster, I am honored to have your trust, and I am very willing to use the shallow technology I have mastered to recreate a body for you. Swell carefully worded his words while observing Ophelas's face, but unfortunately only half of Ophelas's face could see the expression normally at this time, but Swell did not have the ability to guess the other party's thoughts by just looking at half of his face, so he could only continue helplessly: "But I think for the sake of your future strength realm, it is best not to give up your original body easily." ”

"Do you have any good suggestions?" Ophelas's only remaining eye stared at Swell, and the sword qi in the sword qi realm began to beat violently, showing that this peerless powerhouse's state of mind at this time was by no means as calm as he appeared.

"Lord Swordmaster, you just mentioned that you have tried to heal your injuries with divine magic and potions, needless to say, divine magic will not work until you reach the level of the Holy Realm, but I am afraid that the potions you use still have room for improvement. "After Swell's removal of the Holy See, he began to lead the waters of evil to other places with a sinister intention.

"Something to say. "Ophelas actually can't get used to the way they talk about politics.

"I think you can try having Madison, the Sanctuary-level potion master, concoct a healing potion specifically for your injuries, and see the effect. As soon as Swell saw that Ophelas was beginning to show impatience, he immediately poured out all his suggestions.

"I didn't expect you to be quite well-informed~ Didn't you say that you just returned to the imperial capital? How could you possibly know the news of Madison's promotion not long ago?"

"This ......" Swell suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, he didn't want to cause any misunderstanding on Orpheas, and quickly explained: "The energy fluctuations generated by Master Madison's promotion just happened to be sensed by me. You know that although I can't advance to the Sanctuary due to the restrictions of the Holy See's iron laws, I can still sense the fluctuations of that promotion. ”

"Is that really the case?" asked Ophelas, skeptically.

"How dare I deceive you?" Swell assured. If Ophelas suspects that he has access to information, then everything he said before will be labeled as distrusted, and it will be absolutely fatal to him in his current difficult situation.

Ophelas stared at Swell for ten seconds, trying to see the flaw in his expression, and Swell could guarantee that it would be the hardest ten seconds of his life. When Ophelas withdrew his slightly disappointed gaze from him, Swell was almost unable to stand on his legs.

"It seems that you are not lying, and you felt it yourself about Madison's promotion. "Ophelas's closing of the coffin really made Swell breathe a sigh of relief, if Ophelas didn't believe it anymore, he would have to shake out the matter of sacred retrospection.

"If you have a communication channel with the outside world, you will know that I have actually asked Madison to try, but I hate regrets, although he is a unique Sanctuary-level potion master, he is still a little short of relieving the injuries caused by Bi Xiute's fire element. Ophelas gave his reasons for choosing to believe Swell.

"What? You've had Master Madison treated, is it really ineffective?" Swell was really surprised this time, but the reason for his surprise was not that Master Madison's treatment was ineffective—in fact, he had long expected that Madison would not be able to cure Ophoras—he was surprised that he had lost another chance to get away with it.

Originally, he thought that Madison was still far away outside the wall of sighs, so when Madison came back to treat Ophelas, it would take a lot of time, and during this time, Ophelas would not always detain him in the sword qi realm, and should let him go back to the Holy See branch, so that there would be a lot of room for maneuver, but he didn't expect that Ophelas had already tried, and inadvertently blocked the last way for him to continue to shirk.

"Why else do you think Madison would leave Camp Calus behind the Wall of Sighs and return to the Imperial Capital?" Orpheas asked rhetorically, understatedly.

"Could it be that he was invited by you to return to the Imperial Capital?" Swell was so frightened that he almost didn't pay attention to say "coercion", but fortunately he reacted in time to change the word, so as not to anger Ophelas.

"It was indeed at my 'invitation' that he was forced to return to the imperial capital to treat me. Ophelas gave Swell a deep look and frankly admitted. He naturally knew what the words Swell swallowed back, but at his position, coercion was coercion, and no one dared to question his arrogant style.

"So I don't have a choice?" said Swell with a wry smile.

Ofiras made it clear that his last retreat had been choked to death, and he had to be forced to stand in the same trench as Ophelas.

"Have you ever imagined that there is an alternative?" Ophelas smiled cruelly.

After seeing this smile, Swell suddenly understood that Ophelas had been playing with him like a cat and mouse before. Ophelas knew he had no choice, and the reason why he was given so many opportunities to quibble was to know what tricks he could play.

"Swordmaster, I wonder why my doppelganger didn't make a body for you, technically speaking, he's even above me, at least he's made a body for Martina, unlike I haven't had the experience of success. Swell asked excitedly.

"Because the body he created is not strong enough to withstand my great power, and even if I inject less than a tenth of the power into the new body he made, I will blow it into flesh foam!" Orpheas said hatefully. Apparently he suspects that Swell's doppelganger is cutting corners when it comes to creating a new body for him.

"I see!" Swell said. Ophelas can already be regarded as standing at the top of the entire continent, I'm afraid there is no material that can withstand the extremely sharp sword qi contained in his body, maybe except for the trunk of the Tree of Life?

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