"Boom"

With only ten minutes to go before the curfew, two white-lit steam locomotives stopped in front of a remote two-story white building in the rubble district.

With a wave of their hands, the locomotives in front of each of them disappeared into thin air.

Putting down the hood, taking off the pig's mouth windproof mask on his head, the two black robes who exhaled white air pushed open the door and walked in.

Only a week after the early winter, the temperature in York City was to the point of freezing water.

One of the two black-robed men who entered the white building sat directly on a chair in the center of the living room, while the other pulled apart the carved wooden planks of the fireplace.

The black-robed man stretched out his index finger and flicked it, and a black flame fell on several layers of wood neatly arranged in the fireplace, blazing.

"Blandley, I think we've been fooled by that Berg Nelson guy!"

The black-robed man with the iron fire bar and the wood said to Brandley, who was sitting next to him.

"Hmph, an ordinary son of a double intermediate combat position! Okay, very! The intermediate combat power can be on par with the Earth Knight, and he even won!"

"Geert, I'm going to terminate this mission until Berg Nelson sends me a new mission reward!"

Brandley, a tall brown-haired man sitting in a chair, looked very strange on his pale face and huge black pupils.

"It's a pleasure to talk to Sister Uvana, if we can get the Duke of York's favor, it doesn't matter if we finish Berg Nelson's mission or not!"

Thinking of the clever sharpened chin and delicate milk-like skin, the fire bar in Geert's hand slowly stopped.

His left hand slowly stroked his cheek, and a deep scar on his left cheekbone made Geert tremble at the thought of something terrible.

Looking at the back sitting upright on the chair, there was a hideous and hateful look in his eyes.

"Hehe, if you can get Sister Uvana's heart, you can indeed save a lot of things!"

There was heat in his right hand, and Geert picked up a burning log again, and in a few moments the room warmed up.

Two high-level combat forces from the south received the task of kidnapping Extraordinary, and they thought they would be able to capture it, but when they saw Extraordinary and Paladin Bei Knock fighting, the two of them had a feeling that they couldn't start.

Although he kidnapped the president of an ordinary chamber of commerce, he just did it for the two of them.

However, errors in intelligence may lead to a reversal of the results.

Yorkshire, plus the three southern counties, is considered the four southern counties in terms of the territory of Orlanto.

The signboard of the Extraordinary Chamber of Commerce has already been played.

In fact, what Extraordinary didn't know was that his name had already appeared on the desks of the three bigwigs in the north.

It's a mixed bag!

Sword Saint Geralf, President of the Imperial Capital Alchemy Society, Tyler Kaman, and the elderly Great Shaman of the Troll Clan, Urka.

The names of the three bigwigs are almost comparable to the gods to the rulers of the various tribes in the north.

Unforeseen dangers, extraordinary confusion, and too many uncertainties in the future.

Lying halfway up the Cordo Mountain, the extraordinary squinting eyes are enjoying the afternoon relaxation.

The chill that is unfriendly to ordinary people has no effect at all when it comes to the extraordinary.

In the grass one after another, the noise of summer insects has long been gone, and the flocks of birds migrating south have flown over the extraordinary head from time to time.

The falcon and the wind harrier, who did not know which cloud they were hiding in, had forgotten their nature and feasted on the flock of migratory birds.

The bear with a huge black and white head raised from time to time among the weeds has no intention of hibernation at all.

"Woohoo"

I don't know when the bear in front of the extraordinary arched to the extraordinary, with a pair of big eyes as bright as jewels, coquettish to the extraordinary.

For the sixth-order Earth Bear, three years of adulthood, one year of body size is the same as that of an adult.

"Get out of here, Xiong Da! You've already gnawed a lot of magic crystals this week!

Pouting at the bear's mouth, Xiong Da directly pressed the space ring on the extraordinary finger with his wet nose.

There are fluctuations of earth-based magic elements in it, the amount is large, and the tube is full!

Pulling the bear's head in front of his face aside, in desperation, Extraordinary had to take out a medium-grade magic crystal and throw it down the mountain.

The bear ran away, and the moon wolf in the golden space was now two sizes larger than the bear.

"O Aguit, who bears the name of the Divine Servant, when will you wake up!"

Sure enough, it's cheap and easy to feed, Xiong Da, the first defective earth bear, can change and become stronger, and he already knew that the moon wolf was named Wolf Da.

"Ahh

Xiong Da, who was munching on the magic crystal in the distance, suddenly looked up, and after making sure it was safe, he shook his head and added up the shards of the spar that spewed out.

Satisfied, Xiong Da came to Extraordinary's side and was caught.

No matter how soft the dead grass is, it is not as comfortable as a bearskin mat.

One man and one bear, fell asleep.

Geert followed behind Blandley and walked slowly on Mount Cordo.

Just three months ago, Brandley was his own slave.

However, it was not until one day that Brandley brought back an old man wrapped in a black robe.

The old man claimed that he could let Geert, an intermediate sword master, have the strength of a great sword master, provided that he gave up the one in front of him

Wealth, fiefdoms, families, children.

After thinking about it for a while, Geert agreed to the old man's conditions.

Something outside the body, after you gain strength, you can't easily turn it over.

In an ancient and mysterious dark ritual, Geert sacrificed his own hand

When Geert woke up and felt the strength of the Great Sword Master, he was extremely satisfied.

But when he saw himself and the black-robed old man standing in front of him congratulating him, Geert was dumbfounded.

He swapped bodies with his slave Blandley, and his handsome face now grew on the slave's face.

Geert was furious, and under the combat power of the great swordsman he relied on, the old man only glanced at him, and his pride and dignity were ruined.

"You're a demon, you're a demon!"

Looking at the entire continent, how many of those who make deals with demons have a good end?

Geert compromised and succumbed before a higher power.

Then, with Brandley as the main and him as the auxiliary, the two embarked on the road north.

"Geert, it's on the mountainside, heart! The person at the bottom of the mountain, Cordo Extraordinary, has an intermediate demonic beast next to him!, do you hear?"

Nodding his head in response, Geert pressed down his deep hatred.

The end of the endless sea, the very center of the four oceans, the bottom of the abyss.

A demon leader with two horns and two periosteum wings on his back knelt at the foot of a massive demon statue.

Four thrones made of bones are lined up under the statue.

In the flickering of phosphorescent light, the Abyss Lord, seated on one of the thrones, lowered his head wearing ice armor, and weighed his head in weight.

Kneeling beside the demon leader in front of him, a narrow spatial crack slowly opened.

The demon leader bowed his head, stood up and stepped directly into the Rift Zheng

A colorful light flashed through the crack, and with a "whoosh", it disappeared in place.