"How long can you suppress the frenzied desire to fight?" Vitruvius also noticed that Vikrant's scarlet eyes were abnormal, and immediately asked this crucial question.

Vikrant took a deep breath, then closed his eyes and felt the extreme pain on his face.

After a muffled snort, Vikrant opened his eyes and said breathlessly: "Definitely less than three hours, you must leave in two hours, otherwise I may attack you at any time." ”

"Uhhhh This one. Dude. Have you spotted the features of this witchcraft lock? Vitruvi said.

Vikrant also reacted, his face heavy, looking at the fog around him, his face even more bitter.

"In this witchcraft mystery lock, our two sides were separated, and it became a one-on-one duel scene, and after the duel is over, the winning side will have a duel again, but what will happen if we don't fight when we meet?" Vitruvius said directly.

After these words, the two of them were silent, both thinking.

If this witchcraft lock is set to say that two people must live and die, and only one person can leave, then ... After 2 hours, Vikrant will completely lose his mind and attack Vitruvius, and a wanderer who has lost his mind cannot be the opponent of the warrior, Vitruvius can only choose to smash him unconscious...

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The two Marcus brothers, after their reunion, were relatively silent, and both bowed their heads in contemplation...

Less.

Smoke billowed from the edge of the area where the two Marcus brothers were.

The two Marcus brothers looked up at each other, and both saw each other's look of surprise.

Is this someone breaking in again?

The two of them obviously haven't decided the winner yet, so they will decide whether they will live or die?

Could it be that this witchcraft secret lock is not presided over at all, and it runs completely automatically, because the two have not fought for a long time, so another person is sent in?

A smile cracked at the corner of Vikrant's mouth, and he hid directly in a shadow, and Vikrant, a big living person, disappeared directly into the corner of the fence made of earth.

Vitruvius's mouth opened wide, and he said in his heart: This passive spell skill is stronger than his own underwater breathing, and it can be used anytime and anywhere as long as there is a shadow of a fence wall.

The billowing smoke calmed down.

Another loiterer appeared.

His eyes are scarlet, the corners of his mouth are sinister, and the power of the mongoose is open!

The wanderer was like an arrow from a string, so fast that Vitruvius didn't have time to take off his bow and shoot, so he could only raise his shield to defend himself.

Poof!

Vitruvius didn't make a sword.

The wanderer had been stabbed in the back and fell to the ground in convulsions, his flesh quickly drying up.

The killer is, of course, Vikrant, who is hiding on the side.

After the man fell to the ground, the space seemed to expand slightly, but it was too small to be noticed.

。。。。。。

Looking at Vikrant's painful eyes that suppressed his killing intent with willpower, Vikrant's mind moved, and he immediately had an idea, he slapped the tile steel in front of him and made a muffled sound, and said with a look of surprise: "There is a way!" ”

Vikrant's scarlet eyes also showed a hint of anticipation, and he looked at Vitruvius.

Vitruvius rubbed his hands together as if to contemplate the possibility of such an approach.

He pondered for a moment and then asked Vikrant in a mysterious tone, "You have been there for so long, do you have any special secrets?" ”

Vikrand nodded and said, "Hey, hey. Master some secrets you could never imagine. ”

"That's a lot of value."

"Nonsense, the value is small, and the temple will come to besiege."

"That's not easy to do, surrender, beg for your life, exchange your secret for a way to live, and endure humiliation. "Dude" Vitruvius finally said his way of survival.

Vikrant smiled bitterly: "Brother, you don't understand, the secret I have is extremely valuable, but for the temple, they only want to destroy everyone who holds this secret, so your method can't work." ”

However, Vitruvius said to the old brother Vikrant with a serious face: "No, it may work, because there is still a buyer in this small battlefield, and maybe he has enough money to buy this secret. ”

This buyer, naturally, is a mysterious man disguised as Kiplin, a crossbow shooter.

Being able to turn a big living person into rust crumbs with a single sword, this is at least extraordinary, how can you not hold this kind of thigh?

With a glimmer of life, the two Marcus brothers chatted in high spirits.

As long as there is no fighting in the foggy area of the Witchcraft Lock, new classes will soon appear.

The next class to appear is the Shield Guard.

When he saw Vitruvius, who also belonged to the Guards, his vigilance relaxed.

Unexpectedly, this colleague wearing leather armor directly lifted the tile steel tower shield to give him a frontal charge.

The shields of the two collided together.

No doubt.

Vitruvius's strength was even weaker, and he was knocked straight away.

But Vikrant, who was hiding on the side, stabbed through the gap in the armor behind the shield guard.

Quenched dagger with excellent effect

The shield warrior's face turned black in an instant.

Vitruvius, who had been knocked away, got up again and hit again.

This time Vitruvius was knocked back again.

But the shield warrior was already spitting blood from his mouth and was unsteady on his feet.

Vitruviti Shield collides again.

Shield Guard, pawn.

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Then another crossbow shooter appeared.

The two Marcus brothers continue to work together to commit crimes...

Bow and crossbow archer, pawn.

。。。。。。

Then another loitering appeared.

Follow suit.

Wanderer, pawn.

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"Brother, you say... If we continue to kill them like this, will we kill them all on both sides? ”

“。。 Belch.. It's possible. ”

The two of them are completely numb.

。。。。。。

I don't know how many waves of people have been killed, the fog is rolling, and another professional is about to appear.

Seeing the person who came, Vitruvius, who was holding a tile steel tower shield with a vigilant face, had a look of surprise on his face.

Finally appeared: the crossbow shooter Kiplin.

Vitruvius threw the tile steel shield very shamelessly.

Get down on your knees and give your whole body and shout, "Help, my lord!" ”

In the corner of the fence wall, Vikrant also appeared.

Vikrant, who suddenly showed his figure, made Kiplin's eyelids jump, this guy is so clever in hiding skills, is this a spell-like skill.

The two Marcus brothers fell to their knees in front of Kiplin.

The two began to beg for their lives at the same time:

"My lord, this is my brother Vikrant, our parents died early, they depended on each other, he went astray and became a thief, in fact, he has a pure heart, and his nature is not bad...

Vikrant's face twitched... You can really talk.。。

Vikrant, however, stared at Kiplin with scarlet eyes open, and said directly: "Please save my life, and I will tell you all the secrets you want to know." ”

As soon as these words came out, Kiplin's eyes narrowed, and he said in a cold tone: "How do you know that I can save you?" ”