Leo was very entangled in his heart at this time.

Although the information in his hand is incomplete, it is at least more complete than the two people below.

In his free time, Isenus told them about the origin and particularity of this divine crystal, so he knew that Brandwisson's killing intent towards the Black Hand was not only out of consideration for the war, but also because he was afraid that the Black Hand would bring this information back to the Frederick family.

Archduke Frederick, to be exact.

The black hand felt that although he couldn't beat Brandwisson, it was no problem to escape from Brandwisson's hands.

However, although the black hand stands at the apex of the Sanctuary, because of the perennial leader of the army, he does not know as much about the legendary world as Leo, and his understanding and use of the Sanctuary ability is still to the point of purification and enhancement.

And Blandwisson's fighting methods have definitely stepped into the door of the legend with half a foot, and in terms of combat power, it is half a point stronger than the Grinich they first saw in Morbius Mountain, and a pinnacle sanctuary can't beat Grinich a year ago.

In Leo's eyes, although the black hand can run, it can't run far. The two sides are not at the same level at all in terms of energy reserves, energy efficiency and usage methods, and this slightest gap brings all-round suppression.

It is this point that he is struggling with, should he take action to save the black hand?

Although the black hand is really annoying, he has beaten him many times in the past two years, but after all, he is a member of his family.

After wandering outside for such a year, Leo gradually understood the hidden concern under the roughness of the black hand.

But Brandwison is also not a good stubble, if he makes a move, it is likely to make him react, the so-called little duke in the mouth of the black hand is the same person as him, which completely disrupts the careful arrangement of Isenas in the past six months, and their future itinerary in the country of faith will also become difficult.

The black hand did not realize the gap in the combat effectiveness of the two sides, and confidently took the initiative.

If they can cause some trouble for Blandwisson, then their retreat will be much easier.

But in Leo's eyes, such an action was almost no different from sending him to death.

Sure enough, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Brandwisson's mouth.

His previous strategy of underestimating the enemy really worked, if he really made the black hand realize the importance of the information he had obtained, he might desperately flee back to Grand Duke Frederick, at that time, even if he was still confident that he would be captured, but he was not as sure as he is now.

The Black Hand's actions were also a signal to the members of the Frederick family's elite squad, who immediately understood the Black Hand's intentions and cooperated with them.

Blandwieson withdrew his sword.

Such an unusual move made the black hand extremely vigilant.

"Drink!"

With a low shout, a circle of black energy ripples spread out from Brandwisson's body, enveloping a nearby radius of nearly a hundred meters.

A sense of fear welled up from the depths of his heart made the black hand stop suddenly, and for some reason, there seemed to be a powerful force deep inside him that wanted to break through the heart room and rush into his body.

The black hand opened his mouth, but found that he had only closed his lips in vain, and could not spit out a word in his chest.

After touching the upper and lower teeth a few times, the black hand immediately made a decision, urging the Sanctuary energy to explode in his body, and used the explosion to break away the invisible pressure covering his body.

"Let's go!" the Black Hand hurriedly shouted, patting the frozen body of the member closest to him.

This shot made a big deal.

Infinite black light erupted from the team's eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ears, and rushed into the sky, corroding a large dent on the ground, and in the process, there was a wail of fear.

Moments later, a slight burst of explosions erupted through the team's bodies, followed by an even more violent explosion.

The team's knees weakened, and they slowly fell forward, and a puddle of black blood seeped out of the pores of the skin.

The Black Hand took a step back in horror.

How is this done? Such a scene should only be displayed in the hands of legends!

The black hand subconsciously shouted: "Run!"

This sentence is like a button, and under the button is the play button of a thriller.

The rest of the team members wailed in unison, and for a moment, the black hands were surrounded by black light and endless screams.

A group attack and a spike in the sanctuary?

Leo, who was watching from a distance, shuddered.

Although he knew that Isenus also had the ability to manipulate steel to kill ordinary people in seconds, and had even seen it with his own eyes, the scene created by Isenus was not so scary.

Moreover, the way the two men attack also represents a very different meaning.

Brandwieson glanced faintly at the corpse lying on the ground.

"There must be darkness under the light, and behind the courage, there is also cringe. ”

He stepped over the corpse in front of him and walked over to the Black Hand.

"Although you seem to have mustered up the courage to attack me, the purpose of your attack is to escape, that is, you are afraid of me. ”

The black hand raised his fighting spirit, trying to break through this invisible fear, but his fighting spirit was like a pool of stagnant water, and no matter how he called, he refused to give him a little response.

"Fear is the best breeding ground for darkness, thank you for providing me with the occasion to display my power. ”

If the Black Hand had all the information, he would have given the order to retreat at that time, but it would have been different from the scene where he simply wanted to escape in order to save his life, and with the support of his belief in contributing and sacrificing for his family, the effect of Blandwisson's ability to fully transform into the Secret of the Heart would be greatly reduced.

Brandwieson drew the sword from his waist and placed it around the neck of the black hand.

The greatest fear of human beings is the unknown, and the unknown of Brandwisson's ability just deepened the fear of Brandwison in the black hand's heart, and this fear once again strengthened the effect of Brandwison's ability on him.

This is the battle mode that transcends the Sanctuary, once you lose a little bit in your heart, you will continue to fall into the inferior and be completely suppressed.

"Goodbye. ”

With a slight slash of the sword in Brandwison's hand, he lifted a head.

"Huh?"

Brandwieson frowned.

The touch from the blade of the sword seems to be quite different from the past, and if you have to say it, it is more like slashing in the air.

The black hand's fallen head rolled on the ground, and strangely enough, not a single drop of blood came out of his neck.

The half-body that was empty suddenly moved, and the black hand stretched out his hands, touched his shoulders, rose up again, and placed them where his usual eyes were, and finally, he touched the place where his neck was broken.

The head of the black hand that fell to the ground blinked, as if it didn't understand what was really happening in front of him.

"Run, what are you doing, wait until you have another head!"

A thick male voice suddenly came from the col, shouting at the black hand.

The black hand woke up like a dream, staggered forward, out of the range of Brandwisson's attack, and then grabbed his head on the ground, hugged his waist, and ran wildly into the distance.

What was happening in front of him was so strange and strange that Blandwison froze for a moment, watching as the black hand grabbed his head and flipped over the mountain.

"Your Excellency. ”

The new pursuers approached and waited for Blandwisson's orders.

"No need to chase. Brandwison waved his hand, stopping the players from thinking.

"But it's a big deal. The expressions of the players seemed to be a little unwilling.

Brandwisson's face immediately darkened.

His original team members were inexplicably lost in Golden City, and they couldn't find the corpses, nor the news, and they couldn't even find a trace of the divine power of the Lord God of Light, so there was no way, so they were matched to this group of new team members who needed to run in.

The disadvantage of the new players is that they can't figure out their own positioning.

"Remember, we are a chaser and belong directly to His Majesty the Pope, and the order of the Crown is our supreme command, and even if hell reappears on earth, our primary goal is to fulfill the order of the Pope's crown. ”

The team member's body immediately stood up straight and shouted, "Yes!"

Brandwisson's actions just now were too terrifying, and it was the first time for these new team members to see them, and they were still in the fear brought by the bloody and dark scene at this time, so they were naturally a little afraid of Brandwisson.

"Let's go. Brandwieson looked at the surrounding mountains and shook his head, not trying to find any trace of the mysterious man who had come to his rescue.

I am not good at perception, and I have no relevant information, and I want to find a person with unknown ability and unknown level in the wild, which is a little whimsical.

On the other side, the black hand was running wildly, but his heart was beating wildly, he used to think that pinning his head to the waistband of his trousers was just a joke to encourage morale, but he didn't expect that today he would perfectly reproduce this scene once.

"Okay, okay, stop, that guy won't chase. ”

Leo hid in the mountains, lowered his voice, and shouted in a thick male voice that he had deliberately imitated.

The black hand lunged forward and fell to the ground, rolling out with its head grunting.

"It's a shame, you're also a pinnacle saint. Leo glanced disdainfully at the black hand's embarrassment.

The black hand had no choice but to smile bitterly.

"Go and pick up your head and put it around your neck. ”

The black hand did as he was told.

With a single stroke, Leo cut a certain section of space in the air, and suddenly, the head of the black hand grew back to his head.

Looking at the black hand in front of him, Leo rolled his eyes, remembering the time when he was bullied by him before, and he was vindictive and playful for a while.

He coughed dryly, lowered his voice a little more, and said gloomily, "Hello, Black Hand." I am the messenger of hell, and my name is Satan. ”