Chapter 62: Escape

The battle between the two sides lasted for a long time, you came and went, and the roar of the collision kept exploding. The sand was howling, and the sand and dust were getting bigger and bigger, and the range was getting wider and wider, completely obscuring the human figure. The area of this sand and dust was originally less than a mile in radius, but now it has widened to five miles with the wind. Even Lake's eyesight is limited, and he can't see the edge of the sand and dust at this time.

"What the hell are these two idiots doing?" said Lake, dissatisfied. If it weren't for the constant appearance of fire and sword shadows, he really thought that the two sides had stopped fighting.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the whole sand collapsed suddenly, rolling up hundreds of feet of dust!

A giant hand of sand instantly rose from the ground, like a pillar of optimus, mixed with a heavy texture, and stretched out to Ryker in mid-air, extremely fast, seeing that the latter was about to be held by this giant hand.

"Infernal Ghost Hand!!"

"Bastard!"

Lake was stunned for a moment, and then he was furious, these two things who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, how dare they attack themselves?

"Wow"

The wind was raging in front of Ryker, like a blade of the wind, frantically striking the giant hand of sand.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang......

The powerful attack force stirred up the sand waves and did not stop, and the giant hand only lasted for two or three seconds before it fell apart.

Miss Mooy used all her best to escape with the help of the young man when facing the giant hand, and Lake directly scattered it, and the attack power of the second-level warlock was terrifying!

Ryker could no longer sense the energy fluctuations, and in a moment of rage, he waved his sleeves and the wind blew up, sweeping away the sand and dust in an area in the center, revealing a large area of sand, but other than that, there was no other figure.

"Damn it. ”

Lake instantly understood that the reason why he had been fighting for so long was to evacuate ordinary people who couldn't do magic. He was a second-level warlock, but he was teased by a few small first-level warlocks? This kind of humiliation can only be washed away by killing them.

"Calm down, how could those two damn bastards join forces with Mooy?" Lake desperately suppressed his killing intent that wanted to wreak havoc, if he was really mad and raging in the sand, others would be able to sense his energy fluctuations, and if someone sneaked in to investigate, it would be troublesome.

In desperation, Lake's cold eyes glanced into the depths of the desert, "I don't believe how far you can run." ”

With a flash of blue light on his body, Lake turned into a streamer and shot towards the depths of the desert.

After a while, the sand and dust also stopped, and everything was quiet. At this moment, Arthur emerged from the wreckage of a carriage in the desert.

After indifferently scanning the surroundings, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he sighed deeply.

Originally, the 'Desert Waterfall Burial' of the two bandit leaders had little effect on him, and the protection of the magnetic field made it impossible for the sand particles to get close to his body, so in order not to be discovered by the warlocks present, he lowered the energy frequency as much as possible, and also ate a lot of sand. But......

Arthur looked at the dozen or so people who were a little injured under his feet and still had breath, and said with a smile, "I have done my best, I have saved so many people, and the reward of one silver coin is more than enough." ”

He is not a saint, he has saved so many guards, and he has already repaid the kindness of Brother Dao and Miss Moy for taking care of him in the past few days. "I just don't know if they can escape from the second-level warlock. ”

The energy fluctuation of that second-level warlock may be the lowest among the second-level warlocks he has ever seen, and it is not very powerful, of course, it is still a little difficult for him to deal with, but it is not a problem to escape at all. After that cleansing, Arthur is also quite confident in his own strength. Unless you encounter a pervert like Mu Xing among the first-level warlocks, the other first-level peak warlocks are really not afraid. What's more, he still has a powerful high-level spell like 'Ten Thousand Thunders', and with his current physical fitness, it is not a problem to cast it for three minutes.

Three minutes, you're enough to level your opponent or escape.

"I'm tired of the desert, let's go"

Arthur's body jumped with lightning and lightning and glanced around to find a direction, then disappeared from the ground in an instant......

Chicheng ......

As the first-class force in Chicheng, the Linxi family and the Pullet family are located at both ends of Chicheng, like the two masters of the city, and the two sides divide the city into two distinct halves.

Of course, there are also some other small forces in this city, but compared to these two, they are somewhat insignificant in terms of momentum and strength. If there is not a second-level warlock born among them, they can only survive in the cracks, like mayflies, looking up at these two behemoths.

In a vast manor, a castle stands majestically. In one of its halls, seven men dressed in aristocratic formal attire sat around a long table, and the atmosphere was somewhat solemn.

Sitting at the top of them was a middle-aged man, and there was a majesty between his eyebrows that only those who had been in the top position for a long time had. He is the contemporary patriarch of the Linxi family, Fu Wei.

"Big brother, the people of the Prolère family are too much, today they took the initiative to provoke on our territory, and a junior of his family also smashed one of our shops, if we endure it like this, he must ride on our heads!" It can be seen that his temper is quite hot. He is the second pillar of the Linxi family, Fu Wei's third brother, and Pushi.

The five people at the bottom began to discuss in a whisper, and the two people present were the two who were the first. Although they were angry in their hearts, they didn't dare to complain like the common teacher.

Fu Wei clasped his arms to his chest, not angry and arrogant. The body exuded a powerful momentum, which made the hearts of everyone under the seat feel reassured.

Even if the Plolé family has another second-level warlock, the eldest brother (uncle) is the strongest person in Chi City.

"Third brother, don't be impatient" Fu Wei said slowly, his tone was not big, but there was a kind of magic that eliminated the worries in everyone's hearts.

"The Floret family knows the roots, and their family has only four first-level warlocks, three first-level warlocks at the peak, and one first-level warlock in the middle stage. Aside from the second-level peak strength, it is really not enough for our Linxi family. ”

Fu Wei looked around, saw that everyone's mood was a little calm, and continued, "Even if we don't count Mooy, we have five first-level warlock peaks, and one first-level warlock mid-stage. And Nalek, who is only a second-level warlock for the first time, still has to cooperate with Na Mo Feng to suppress me. When Mooy returns, in another year or two, we will be able to have ten more first-level warlocks in the middle stage. When the time comes, it will be interesting to see how the Prolère family fights us. ”

"But father, the election of the lord of the city will begin in a few days, and once we endure again and again, it will give people the impression that we are inferior to them. Mooy's father opened his mouth and said that the shop that was smashed this time was in his name.

Fu Wei stared at the door gloomily, "As long as I am still in the position of the city lord, they don't dare to be too presumptuous, this time it's just a wake-up call for us." Remind us that they already have the ability to compete with us. ”

"Hehe, Mo Feng is Mo Feng, which is very in line with his style of doing things"

Fu Wei laughed coldly, then stood up, put his hands behind his back, and slowly approached the door, "Next, let's prepare for the election, Mo Feng has declared war, then we will continue"

Leaving this domineering word, Fu Wei walked out of the conference room by himself. There was one sentence he didn't say, for fear of causing panic among the family leaders.

"Mo Feng's old fox knew that the gap between the two sides was not obvious, but he still connived at his grandson's provocation, how could he not have a backhand! ”

Fu Wei's thoughts couldn't help but drift to his granddaughter Mooy.

"Mooyi, Mooy, as long as you can bring the medicine back, our family will be able to control the power of Chicheng for another twenty or thirty years, and we must come back safely!"