"Human ...... Why...... Why do you have such a strong body?"

Stepping on the solid sea ice, the patriarch's movement of wielding the giant scythe was a little sluggish, and the slightly sweaty forehead directly showed her exhaustion. But what she couldn't accept was that the marshal, who was far weaker than her in both magic and body, looked at herself calmly with the giant scythe on his back as if he hadn't consumed it at all.

The battle between the two was completely beyond the scope of common sense, and the explosions comparable to nuclear explosions and the black holes that destroyed everything alternated between the sea and the sky, so that neither the exorcist nor the surrounding monsters dared to show their heads in this sea area.

And at this moment, the marshal standing between the patriarch and the branch stepped on a cluster of ice ridges steadily, and the branch not far behind him was completely covered under the ice layer he had created, and the technique that appeared from time to time told all the monsters who tried to approach that this was not an ordinary obstacle. However, at this time, there was a snow-white glacier within a radius of at least three or four kilometers around the branch, and the monster had already been forced back by the battle between the two, and there was no real threat.

"Why do humans have to be weaker than the Bloods? Don't forget that back then, the human race only relied on fifty-two paladins to drive the blood clan to the point of extinction. The marshal said calmly, flicked his arm to block the scythe blade in front of him, raised his hand and slowly stroked the scythe blade and continued, "The grievances between humans and the blood clan can even be traced back to ancient times, such a long time ago, I think it is better to forget about it, if the two clans abandon their previous suspicions, at least it will be better than now." It's melee combat and this ability, you're inferior to me, I don't want to kill you, you better go. ”

The patriarch stared at the marshal for a long time, and his eyes were almost eager to eat him. But as the marshal said, whether it is melee combat or inheritance, I don't know why this human being is stronger than himself, although it is only a little bit, but if the other party really has killing intent, I am afraid that he has been erased a long time ago, after all, she has the same ability and understands the horror of this ability.

Just imagine, even if you are rubbed by the opponent's fingernails, you will turn into fly ash or ice sculpture due to the change of entropy, and there is no room for the slightest mistake in such a battle.

But I just didn't want to.

Every veteran sent out by the Führer is carefully considered, and any veteran can arrive at a battlefield that suits him most under the Führer's arrangement. The Blood Clan has now reached a critical juncture, and every small change determines the fate of the entire clan, so she doesn't want to lose, let alone lose.

Not to mention......

"You still haven't told you where your weapon came from. Do you think I'm going to just give up?" the patriarch raised his head, the blood in his eyes condensed again, and he waved the cumbersome giant scythe flexibly, and her figure turned into a Taoist afterimage again.

With a light sigh, the marshal suddenly met it with a force at his feet.

With a flick of his arm, a giant scythe instantly flew a sharp blade from the empty body, and the marshal's eyes bit the elder, who could barely see where he was, and couldn't help but secretly praise the speed of the other party.

"Why do you care so much about it?" asked the marshal as he stepped back to distance himself from the blade as he blocked the flying blade in midair, "it's just a weapon." ”

As the blood and qi surged, the patriarch followed closely behind the marshal, suppressing the anger and hatred in his heart: "It's just that you human beings are such cold-blooded existences, what do you say for the sake of righteousness, it's just a creature that endlessly rejects other races, but has to face intra-race struggles." ”

The marshal chuckled, but did not contradict her. Stepping on the ice with his feet slammed under his feet, he instantly counterattacked back, and the condensed spiritual power of the Dao Dao roared away with the swing of the giant scythe, and the patriarch who was originally chasing behind him had to hurriedly retreat to ensure his safety.

"What do you mean by this, what special meaning does this weapon have?" said the marshal, who took the initiative to give up an excellent opportunity to counterattack, jumped backwards and quickly retreated more than ten meters away, and once again distanced himself from the patriarch, "Let's listen to it." You can't beat me, I don't want to kill you, we're too bored like this, it's better to chat a few words to pass the time. ”

"Hmph, are you going to stall and wait for the others to come, but I'll tell you the truth, even if you keep waiting, no one will come to help, because they are already too busy to take care of themselves!" the patriarch snorted lightly, and reasoned away from the marshal for the time being. As the other side said, the current stalemate is only the other side's willingness, and it really doesn't make much sense to die if you press it too hard. Besides, there is no harm in delaying time, and the other Shield of Justice departments have been completely held back by other patriarchs, so it may be beneficial to them to delay it.

Seeing that the marshal was still just smiling lightly, the veteran suddenly felt a little crazy, and he felt like he was playing the piano to the cow.

"Forget it, you won. As the patriarch spoke, the giant scythe in her hand fell into the ice, and she jumped onto the scythe and recalled, "Sixteen years ago, our Arsa family had a long-awaited young master, powerful, full of potential, and very gentle, and he was as bright and warm as a star in my eyes. ”

Hearing this, the marshal's expression suddenly became strange, and he couldn't help but interject: "Are you in love with him?"

Hearing this, the patriarch's body stiffened visibly, and he said angrily, "Do you humans like to interrupt others so much? However, I was just a little girl in the peripheral industry of the family at that time, and I was really much worse than him who had the most potential to become the next patriarch at that time. He's like the moon, and I'm just a grain of sand. ”

"Hey, that's a little disgusting, isn't it? It's still a star just now, and it's a bright moon. The marshal leaned on the giant scythe and shook his hand in disgust, and simply took a few steps back and half-squatted on the ground across the giant scythe and looked at her from afar, "And why are you suddenly so good-tempered, obviously you were still aggressive just now, why can't you even mention a little killing intent now?"

"Forget it, don't talk nonsense. The patriarch glanced at the marshal, looked at him from a distance, and said, "Only the blood of the Arsa family can shape this weapon, which is the symbol of the Arsa family and the pride of the Arsa family." Sixteen years ago, the young master was expelled from his family for advocating peace with mankind, and he has never been in touch since. The first time I saw this scythe of yours just now, I thought you had done something unfavorable to him, so you thought I had a lot of killing intent. However, during this time, I have discovered that there is no residual grudge on your scythe, and this weapon appeared in your hand of its own free will. ”

Looking at the patriarch with a puzzled expression, the marshal scratched his head: "So?"

"So I want you to hand him over! Tell him that everything in the clan is not as good as it used to be, and we need his strength. The patriarch shouted helplessly, "Why do you humans have to ask him for help, don't you have demons to help? Hand him over, it's been so long, the family has forgotten about the past." ”

"What if he still supports peace between the two clans?"

The patriarch smiled confidently at the marshal, and said without hesitation: "I will convince him." ”

Looking at the other party's smile, the corners of the marshal's mouth were faintly curled with a trace of imperceptible arc, and he shook his head lightly and said lightly: "If it's just like this, you can go back." ”

As soon as the words fell, the patriarch suddenly turned into an afterimage and pressed straight over, the huge scythe blade instantly suppressed the marshal's weapon, and a pair of blood pupils were once again filled with a strong battle intent: "Human, don't you still understand the current situation? Although I can't defeat you, the blood clan elders all over the world are busy." Forbearance has been developing for a long time, and we are no longer what we used to be, and even if all of your major organizations join forces, it will be impossible to defeat us. The young master, he has already helped you a lot, so in order that he will not be convicted of treason in the future, it is better for you to let him go, so that everyone will be happy. Anyway, you humans are about to be wiped out, so why don't you do some good deeds? Isn't that an excuse that you humans often talk about?"

"Human ...... Is it?" The marshal smiled self-deprecatingly, his eyes fixed on the pair of blood pupils that were only a dozen centimeters away from him, and suddenly smiled, "I have paid attention to you before, and it was only after I knew that my family had such an excellent junior as you that I dared to openly declare my support for mankind." You have a lot of potential, but you were too inferior to your origins at the time. Roman Arsa, it's hard for you to be able to support the family for so many years. ”

"Huh?" A trace of confusion instantly crossed the patriarch's eyes, but it was immediately covered by her more determined gaze, and the blood around her body was unprecedentedly condensed, like a layer of red crystal, and at the same time, the giant scythe in her hand also pressed down harder, "Impossible, you are obviously a human being!"

The marshal still just smiled, and the clear pupils instantly spread with blood, and a pair of blood-red magic pupils suddenly appeared in front of the patriarch, and the demonic and pure blood qi burst out from the giant scythe in his hand without concealment, and in an instant, the entire sickle reflected the color of blood.

Not only that, at this moment, the giant scythe let out a long roar as if the long-suppressed emotions had finally exploded, and the coercion of the upper blood clan continued to escape from it, forcing the patriarch's scythe back a little.

Slowly breathing a sigh of relief, the marshal sighed lightly: "I am very pleased with your growth, but you are the same as before, too persistent and confident. Who said I was human?"