I only heard the bald ironclad warrior say proudly: "Lao Tzu has drunk the Minotaur Heart Blood Potion now, and in the next two hours, it is the time to fight to the death, Lao Tzu will go out of the city immediately, and you are welcome to find all the people to kill Lao Tzu!" Aha......".

The Ironclad Warrior laughed wildly and strode in the direction of the northern part of Sappero, and from that gate, he was headed for the fortress of Pergamum, the outpost of the Northern Expeditionary Force.

Vitruvius's eyes narrowed, and he immediately quickened his pace, following the warrior closely.

Except for Vitruvius, the others who were originally ready to move did not have the mind.

The cultivation potion has already been drunk by this reckless man, so what's the benefit of intercepting him?

I can't get the slightest benefit, and I have to fight to the death with this reckless warrior in lazy steel armor.

Where is this robbery?

This is to send experience, help him level up.

Uncles don't have such a good leisure.

But only Vitruvius quickened his pace, directly overtaking the ironclad warrior.

Turning a street corner, Vitruvius took a quick stride and ran straight to the stables in the northern district.

The warrior swaggered, striding forward with all his heroism.

……

A farce of the ironclad warriors has just captured the attention of almost everyone.

The black-robed mysterious wizard, taking advantage of no one's attention, walked to Ebu Mayer's side, and said in an inaudible voice, as if talking to himself: "Mind control witchcraft can only control one person at most, this is just a small way, and the gods who absorb power through faith can control the entire race, this is the real way."

With that, the Mysterious Wizard strode away, ignoring the pensive Eevee Meier.

……

Running wildly, Vitruvius finally reached the stable at the north gate of the city of Spero, and immediately shouted: "Boss, I want to rent a war horse, be fast." ”

The clerk of the stables registry looked up at Vitruvius and said, "Renting a war horse provided by a witch requires a deposit of a thousand kindlers. ”

Vitruvius slapped the space bag......

Nima, brother actually ...... I don't have so much money.

So Vitruvius gritted his teeth, and he took out a bottle of berserk potion.

"Produced by the Witch Hall, a thousand Kindler furious potions are used as a deposit to cover the rental of war horses." Vitruvius said proudly.

The clerk took the vial of the potion of rage, looked at it for a moment, and then confirmed its authenticity, and said, "A bottle of the potion of rage, the market value is 480 kindlers. ”

......... Nima, the Berserk Elixir is only worth 480 Jindler.

"Ahh Vitruvius almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

In the witch hall of the dog day, the violent potion sold to Lao Tzu made more than half of the money, no wonder Lao Tzu was restless at that time.

Vitruvius took out two bottles of berserk again, a total of three vials of berserk, and handed them to the clerk of the stables.

The clerk took it satisfied, and then the formalities were completed and a war horse was taken away.

As soon as Vitruvius took a warhorse, the bald-headed ironclad warrior had already stepped forward, and he said: "Quickly take out the warhorse I have deposited here, and the ironhorse armor I have deposited, and put it on for me at once, and I will return to Pergamon Fortress." ”

Less.

A very divine horse was led by the attendants, and several other attendants dragged a large box out.

The large chest opened, and inside was a saddle glowing with a pale white silver glow, a horse cover, and pieces of iron horse armor.

This metal texture is lazy steel armor.

The waiter took out one by one, and finally took out a hideous horse hood.

The horse's head hood has a dark gold horror ramming horn on it.

The texture and color of this metal is none other than Demon Breaker Ugin.

The three attendants skillfully dressed the war horse in the iron horse battle armor, and about 3-5 minutes later, a hideous and majestic iron armored war horse appeared.

The dark golden horror horns made it almost a terrifying ironclad unicorn.

The bald ironclad warrior turned over and mounted his horse.

The iron-clad war horse, with four hooves, kicked up a puff of smoke and dust, and in the blink of an eye, the war horse was already out of Beicheng District.

Just out of the north city gate, until two or three miles away, there are still people coming and going on the avenue.

But after about 20 minutes of galloping in the direction of the expeditionary force's camp, the wide avenue became narrower and narrower, and finally the road was empty.

The city of Sappero was originally located at the junction of the northern principalities of Aosta, Central and Valyria, and was not a thoroughfare, so it was inaccessible, just close to the city of witches.

The ironclad warrior galloped along the way, and even if he occasionally met a wizard or a professional on the way, he passed by her like a stranger, and no one came to intercept him.

This is also a very normal thing, who wants to provoke an iron lump without oil and water?

But this will also cause another problem, that is, if the ironclad warriors have not been able to find anyone to fight for life and death within two hours, then once the two hours have passed, the incomparably cherished Minotaur blood potion will be drunk in vain.

And although Spero City is inaccessible, after all, it is still in the hinterland of the human world, and it is difficult to find a powerful demonic beast for him to temper his life and death.

If the ironclad warrior continues to run like this, without fighting to the death, then his Minotaur will definitely waste his blood potion.

"Hahaha".

The Iron Warrior didn't seem to take the precious Minotaur Blood Potion to heart at all, and he laughed loudly and happily.

Bang!

A thunderclap shook the mountains and forests, and the long laughter of the ironclad warriors came to an abrupt end.

A large arrow five feet long, three inches thick, with a silver glittering spear head, pierced the ironclad warrior's chest and abdomen, and directly stuck it on the side of the road.

The ironclad warhorse man stood up and let out a mournful neigh.

The eyes of the ironclad war horse reveal the grief of losing a comrade.

As soon as the horse's head flicked, the ironclad warhorse saw a city-defending bed crossbow and an excited Vitruvius on a small hillside 500 meters away.

500 meters is just a matter of a few breaths for the charge of the war horse.

The ironclad warhorse, which had lost its master, spread out at full speed and charged towards Vitruvius, who simply did not have time to reload his crossbow bolts.

Vitruvius was not afraid, he slapped the space bag on his waist, and took out the tile steel tower shield and tile steel long sword that he could not hold at the moment.

Vitruvius roared in the sky, and the power of the giant bear opened, his body swelled in a circle, and his temporary strength was +5.

Vitruvius, who temporarily has 13 points of strength, easily lifted the tile steel tower shield with his right hand.

Vitruvius rushed down from the hillside, and the ironclad horses rushed up from the hillside.

Vitruvius has a great advantage.

At the moment of collision, Vitruvius leaped into the air.

Shield slammed.

Boom!

Centaurs collide.