The spectators watching the duel under the scorching sun kept wiping the sweat from their foreheads with their hands, "Do you feel a little cold?" said his companion standing beside him suddenly. "Are you stupid by the heat? What a big sun, where can it ......" He who wanted to laugh at his companion felt the biting chill invade his bare skin, and he was speechless in surprise for a while, "What's the matter? Is there any archmage who can't stand the hot weather and cast magic here to cool down?"

The audience, who didn't understand where the chill came from, suddenly felt a chill on their foreheads, which was fleeting. Curiously raising their heads, the audience at the side of the dueling arena was surprised to find that there were snowflakes falling in the hot summer sky, and they were getting bigger and bigger, instantly dispelling the summer heat.

Roger reached out to catch a snowflake, and watched the snowflake instantly melt into a drop of water in the palm of his hand, and Roger's heart sank. Who else could this happen except for the ghost of the disappeared Floga?

Nimit and Gust Stanford were also aware of the changes on the scene. Gu Stanford gave Nimitt a deep look, did not speak, but got up to leave. The ones that can affect climate change are either powerful magical items or mages who can do ice magic. Obviously, in order to win this duel, the Adomondo family must have given Froga a powerful magic item, and the result of this duel is self-evident, and there is no need to look at it.

"My lord, this duel is just a snack before the meal, and the real main course is yet to come. Don't you think about watching?" Nimmit spoke, stopping Gust Stanford from leaving.

"Huh?" Gust Stanford looked at Nimit quizzically, "Lord Governor, you don't want to see how the Jumping Joker jumps?" Nimit smiled. "Lord Nimmit, I have no interest in the struggle between you and the Best family, I just need to get my fair share. "Gustanford was unhappy with Nimitt, and wanted to draw himself into the war between the Adomondo family and the Best family.

"Your Excellency, you should be aware of the current problems of the Empire, or the problems that are now in this plane, when there is a great chaos, it is impossible for anyone to escape, does the Governor want your family to be completely destroyed? Sometimes, your Excellency you have to make a choice!" Nimmit said this, and there was no smile on his face.

In the face of Nimmit's aggressiveness, Gustanford not only did not get angry, but chose to remain silent, which indirectly agreed with Nimit's words. He knew that the Adomondo family was not a native of Elda's plane, but he was not very clear about the origin of the Adomondo family. But as Gu Stanford, who had some knowledge of the plane, the credibility of Nimmit's words was still very high.

"What do you, or the forces behind you, the Adomondo family or others, want to do in Eloda?" Gustantiford sighed and sat back down beside Nimitte, "what do you want to plan, and what kind of help can I, the little governor, give you?"

"It's easy to talk to a smart person like the Governor, and although we can't tell you what the Adomondo family wants to plan now, you can do us a small favor. I'm sure you'll be happy too, sir. Nimmit smiled like a fox.

Gu Stanford struggled in his eyes, the Adomondo family is not a wealthy family on the surface, there is a more powerful force behind it, and His Majesty Lancelovin III has also been in contact with the Adomondo family. Perhaps, this is really an opportunity!

Nimit did not press Gustanford again, otherwise it would only be counterproductive. After all, the addition of Stanford was just icing on the cake.

In the dueling arena, the duelist carefully searched the surroundings, and the reclusive beasts beside him also roared quietly. From the moment the first snowflakes fell, the duelist felt a killing intent lock him, but he was nowhere to be seen in the arena or in the pit. As for the sky, because the weather was affected, the originally clear and cloudless sky was already covered with dark clouds, and no figure of Froga was found.

The duelist felt that if the current situation continued, even if he won, it should be a disastrous victory, and the current situation was extremely unfavorable to him. In order to avoid the worst, the duelist walked directly in front of the referee, grabbed the referee's collar with one hand, picked him up and roared: "Quick, declare me victorious!"

The referee was directly frightened by the duelist's behavior, and in order to prevent the duelist from hurting himself, the referee hurriedly signaled that the duelist would declare him the winner! Seeing the referee so knowledgeable, the duelist smiled with satisfaction, directly let go of his hand, and threw the referee to the ground. The frightened referee patted the dust on his buttocks, and then began to prepare to declare the victory of the duelist.

Just as the referee was about to speak, the dark clouds in the sky changed, and the dark clouds, which were originally just a little dim, became like ink at the moment, and dozens of crystal clear ice picks fell directly from the dark clouds, surrounding the referee.

The poor referee felt the chill from the icicle invading his face, and his mouth that wanted to open became stumbling, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

The duelist was furious when he saw that the referee could not immediately declare his victory. He roared like a werewolf howling moon, looking up to the sky. The already strong muscles exploded even more under the blessing of madness, and the red-eyed duelist was no longer rational at the moment, relying entirely on animal instincts, and immediately felt that the killing intent that had been locked on him was a dark cloud overhead.

Without the slightest hesitation, he squatted directly and then catapulted and jumped, and the duelist went straight to the dark clouds that suddenly appeared in the sky.

At the moment of the ice pick's appearance, Roger had already spotted Floga's figure. Roger is not only the patriarch of the Best family, but also a great swordsman who has been famous for a long time, and he is also a great swordsman who can use fighting energy, although he has put down the giant sword to deal with the things in the clan, but the instinct he shows still exists.

Froga stood in the dark clouds, and behind him there was a pair of wings stirring slightly. Seeing that the duelist wanted to destroy the dark clouds, a sneer appeared at the corner of Floga's mouth, and the cold ice in his hand flickered incessantly under the blessing of Floga's fighting energy. And the dark clouds under Floga's feet immediately began to roll and condense after the inscription on the ice sword was activated.

It's a pity that the condensation speed of the dark clouds is still one step slower than that of the duelist, and just when the dark clouds have shrunk into a ball, the duelist roars and rushes into the dark clouds, and with the impact of the ferocious air waves, the dark clouds are immediately blown away.

Seeing that the dark clouds were blown away, Froga not only did not worry, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger. After dispersing the clouds, the duelist thinks that without the clouds, Froga can only confront him face to face, but when he wants to rush towards Froga, he suddenly feels that something is wrong.

Although the dark clouds were blown away, they did not disappear, and they still floated around the duelist. At this time, the duelist no longer had any sense of excitement, and a greater sense of crisis had occupied his heart.

"Die. Froga said softly, and the dark clouds floating under his feet instantly condensed into tiny ice spikes, and before the duelist could react, these countless ice spikes had already stabbed him into a hornet's nest.

Looking down at the ice spikes covering his body, the duelist's fury had subsided, and feeling the passing of life, he let out the last roar of his life to Froga in the sky, and then began to fall.

Slowly falling on the dueling arena, Froga did not look at the duelist who was smashing his brains on the ground and the screaming recluse, but looked at Roger with a defiant expression, a gesture of extreme disdain.

Witnessed the instant defeat of the duelist under one move, and saw Froga's provocation. Roger's state of mind at the moment is very calm, like these can be bought with money, no matter how much he dies, it will have no effect on the Best family.

However, the death of the duelist also makes it necessary for the Best family to send members of their own family now. When the first duelist replaces the nobles in the duel, a rule of the duel is added, that is, the dueling parties can only send one duelist to participate in the battle, so as to avoid some powerful nobles using the duelist to murder. Roger wasn't worried about this at all, he had already expected the current situation.

His gaze turned back slightly, then he nodded slightly, and a young man standing behind Roger who looked sick nodded weakly, and then walked past Roger and Charlik to the dueling arena.

Froga looked at the young man who came onto the field, he was a little nervous, and he held the cold hand unconsciously hard.

In the Banyas branch of the Shadow Council, Froga is also one of the important members. You know a lot about some of the famous Shadow Assassins and Shadow Hunters lurking in Banyas. Ahad is not active in Banyas, so Floga's understanding of Ahad's deeds can only stay in the archives, but the one standing in front of Floga's eyes is like thunder. Edward the scalpel, the most ferocious assassin of the Shadow Council's Banyas, and those who died at his hands were all brutally killed, and their bodies were all mutilated and broken. He has a hobby, that is, he will cut off the skin of the dead, even if there is only one layer of skin left, there is still a vague expression of fear. So, not only the assassins who were hung in the Shadow Council, but also the members of the Shadow Council were reluctant to encounter him. Froga had heard of him a long time ago, but he didn't think that Edward was a member of the Best family. Perhaps the Best family didn't expect that the thief Iron Mouse living in Mud Lane was not only an assassin of the Shadow Council, but also the eldest son of the Adomondo family, the largest family in Banyas.

"Are you trying to challenge my Best family? ”

Froga only felt a gust of wind blow through her neck, and then a trace of pain began to spread. Touching his neck with his hand, Froga knew that his toughest battle had begun.