This was the second time Yas had seen Brando himself, and as in the last meeting, the man was still the heart of the crowd, as if he had a unique charm that made it impossible to take his attention off him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Oh, master."

The magician hurriedly came to Brando, got down on one knee, and respectfully kissed Brando's shoe.

"Is it done?"

Brando didn't look at the magician, and asked Yas directly.

"yes, yes, it went well."

Yas patted the trembling Bamund, causing him to nearly collapse to the ground.

"Master, do we need to leave together this time?"

Among the ten people gathered by Brando, only the five strongest people have special code names, except for magicians, known as the four horsemen of the apocalypse war, plague, famine, and death, each of which has supernatural powers that are not inferior to magicians. In the last meeting, Yas was very impressed, if it weren't for the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, he would have left a long time ago, how could he continue to stay here.

Yas was never afraid of so-called threats, and it was precisely when he saw Brando, and his men, who had become interesting, that aroused Yas's strong interest, that he was willing to stay, otherwise if he wanted to leave, Brando would not be able to stop him.

One of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse named "War", this man who is more than two meters tall and has strong bones all over his body, speaks in a muffled voice, like a muffled thunder, and the ears of those who listen to it are buzzing.

As for his subordinates' inquiry, Brando sneered a few times and looked at the magician: "I found the holy arrow, but it doesn't mean that I can get out smoothly, magician, the card you shuffled before was 'Death', what about this time?" ”

"Master, I've got you covered."

Out of nowhere, the magician pulled out a deck of tarot cards, drew three of them and handed them to Brando.

Brando randomly drew the middle one.

"Hey, how is this possible?"

The magician, who had always had a smile on his face, suddenly changed his face when he saw the card drawn by Brando, and his face turned white in an instant.

"What's wrong?"

In the past few months, the magician's tarot cards have brought many key clues for them to find the holy arrow and avoid concealment, and the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse no longer hate this guy who was added halfway, and they also had a vague foreboding when they saw that the magician's face was so wrong.

"Judgment ......"

The magician gradually regained his composure: "This is the judgment, if it was yesterday, it should be a good card, but at this time it was drawn by the master...... It's a bit of a hassle. ”

"Oh, what's the trouble?"

Brando frowned.

"Failure, bad news, and all that disillusionment is gone, and it reverts to nothing."

Everyone's expressions changed, and this was the worst thing I'd ever heard from a magician in the past few months.

"What nonsense are you talking about? This doesn't count, the owner can draw it again. ”

"Famine" glared at the magician fiercely, very dissatisfied with his words.

"Hehe, of course you can smoke it again."

The magician moved his hands, and the tarot cards in his hand switched back and forth at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye, and drew two stacks, but this time it was no longer one of the three, but directly let Brando draw the cards.

Brando didn't object, and drew another card casually.

"Hiss ......"

"Judgment!"

When the cards were turned over, the "judgment" reappeared, much to everyone's surprise.

The coincidence of winning the same card both times is very low, unless it is a matter of luck or another possibility.

Compared with the ominous fortune, "Famine" naturally believes that this is a magician deliberately playing tricks. He grabbed the magician by the neck and shouted, "You bastard, did you do this on purpose? ”

"No, no, no, I'd love to say I did it on purpose, but that's not true. Master, let's leave quickly, we can't stay here any longer, the only hope is only way, give up the Holy Arrow and leave. ”

In the face of the "famine" grabbing his neck, the magician did not care, but said something even more surprising to everyone.

"What do you say, let's give up the Holy Arrow? What are you kidding? ”

Even the "plague", who had been silent, couldn't help but speak, this only woman present had beautiful purple hair and a delicate face, if it weren't for Brando's presence taking away her brilliance, I believe it was this beautiful woman who was the most attractive.

"He's right, if you give up the Holy Arrow and don't come, you might be spared today."

Sudden human voices rang out over everyone, and even Brando looked up.

Suspended in the air for more than ten meters, a silent figure looked down on everyone condescendingly, if he hadn't spoken, I'm afraid no one would have been able to discover his existence until he left.

"It's you!"

Among the people present, the first to identify the figure was Brando himself, and the second was Yas with a surprised face: "Boss? ”

"Yas, I thought you were dead."

Lu Yuan slowly levitated down, stopping when he was about ten centimeters above the ground.

"Well, I did almost die, but I was lucky to be rescued."

"Oh, it was Brando who saved you?"

"So to speak."

In the face of Yas's answer, Lu Yuan glanced around at everyone present, and said slowly: "Okay, forget about the previous things, now I give you a choice, do you choose to come back, or continue to follow Brando?" ”

"Who are you to call our master that?"

"War" was furious, and when he saw Lu Yuan calling Brando's name from the time he appeared, he was even angrier than cursing him himself.

"What, still hesitating?"

Lu Yuan ignored the anger of "war" and tilted his head to ask Yas's choice.

"Do you need to talk about such a choice?"

Yas pulled his cap: "Although it's a bit interesting to follow Brando, I always think it's more interesting to follow the boss." ”

"What, you dare to rebel?"

The fury of the "war" is about to erupt.

"No, I'm from here, so I'm just back where I was."

Yas shrugged, his attitude of not caring completely provoked the "war".

"You damned guys, let's die together."

Before he finished speaking, a large surging tongue of fire suddenly appeared in his hand, like a surging fire dragon, and even the surrounding air was instantly blurred by the high heat.

With the start of the "war", Brando and the others also quickly retreated, obviously knowing that the "war" would spread to the surrounding areas after it started.

"Not good."

Yas's face changed slightly, and he lunged to the side, a lazy donkey rolling without caring about his own image.

The boiling heat wave flew out with the "Fire Dragon" jet, which was comparable to several flamethrowers shooting directly at the landing abyss, and the heat and flames exceeded the previous degrees Celsius, which was enough to bake a person into ash in an instant.

Sure enough, as before, such a scorching "fire dragon" covered Lu Yuan's entire body in an instant, and even Bamond, who was in shock four or five meters away, did not escape, and only had time to scream miserably, and then completely lost his voice.

"Hmph, it's cheaper for you to die like this."

The "war" single-handedly drove the "fire dragon" to burn the other party to death, but also said that it was cheap for the other party.

"That idiot."

The "plague" that retreated sharply in the back cursed, is it so easy for people who can levitate in the air at will to be burned to death?

Her swearing became a reality in the next moment.

Lu Yuan, who was obviously devoured by the "fire dragon", waited for the flames to subside, and he should have been like Bamond who had been burned to ashes, but he stood in place with his hands in his hands, looking at the "war" with an indifferent face, as if nothing had happened.

"How can you—how is that possible?"

"War" couldn't help but take a few steps back, his expression was dull, and he couldn't believe that his flames hadn't even scorched Lu Yuan's clothes.

"That's what you're capable of?"

Lu Yuan didn't even bother to sigh, and he didn't bother to wave his hand: "It's too weak." ”

The word "has" fell, and the "war" more than ten meters away was like a lightning strike, and it exploded and flew backwards, crashing into the container 100 meters away without even blinking an eye, leaving only a big hole torn open.

(To be continued.) )