Chapter 272: Catching a Turtle in an Urn

Here, Aaron has already buried two powerful minions of the fallen shooter Jora and the purgatory demon Gerald, in addition, even the Shadow Lord who has been at large has been invited back by Aaron early, and to clean up the organization's highest power core figures, it is naturally the most appropriate for the most prestigious patriarch like the Shadow Skeleton to come forward.

With this level of strength, even if Marquis Philip personally intervened, Aaron was now confident enough to capture him by the way.

"Son, I'll take care of this matter for you, but I'm here to remind you that this kind of thing that endangers the stability of the organization can't be repeated! The eyes of the other elders are bright, Cornif has an accident, and they will only suspect you of cleaning up hostile characters if I come forward. But if you have a next time, even if I am willing to put down this old face and come forward to support you, I'm afraid they will be detached. At that time, they will not be the spectators as they are now, but will go out on their own, or even join other forces. Those who are dead and those of us who are not yet dead, who have spent our lives for the organization, will be the greatest sinners of that master!"

The master mentioned by the Ninth Elder was naturally Beavis's teacher, the great ancestor who single-handedly established the organization!

Aaron is a person who understands, if this kind of thing that affects the stability of the organization occurs again, I am afraid that at that time, the Shadow Lord will not support himself, but will be forced to sanction himself under pressure......

With the same expression on his face, Aaron said with a straight face: "Please let the Shadow Lord put ten thousand hearts." The Empire of Light is a situation that our organization has created with great difficulty, and it is because of this that I have firmly grasped it in my hands. I, Aaron, can assure you here that this is the only time this happens!"

Lord Shadow nodded slightly, sighed lightly, and asked, "Do you have a suitable candidate for the vacant position of Koneff?"

Hearing this, although the expression on Aaron's face remained unchanged, he didn't know why a strange feeling arose in his heart.

"Rest assured, Elder, everything is under my control. I would pick one of the candidates for the Third Elder among the group under him. At present, I have communicated with several of these prestigious leaders, and with their involvement, there will be no major incidents at the grassroots level in the first and second lines. Of course, there will be small frictions, but I will stabilize them as soon as possible........."

Before he wanted to say a few more words, a thought suddenly flashed in his heart, and said: "By the way, my appointment with Master Florence is about to end, and I hope that you will take care of it more in the organization, I'm sorry for you!"

Regarding the fact that Aaron was able to replace little Beavis to join the Sanctuary gang, the Shadow Skeleton naturally took a supportive stance. In many cases, with this secret relationship, it means that the stronger Aaron's potential power, and the stronger his potential power, doesn't it mean that the potential power of the organization is stronger?

Just as he was about to respond, the black mist that swirled around the shadow skeleton suddenly fluctuated slightly, and he couldn't help but whisper, "It's here!"

As the Ninth Elder spoke, Aaron's spiritual tentacles had already sensed that many powerful auras had suddenly emerged from around his residence. Tsk, good fellow, this Marquis Philip's speed is really fast enough, and it only takes a moment to gather so many strong men, and he is really worthy of the position of the commander of the dragoons.

Lord Shadow turned into a black shadow and disappeared into Aaron's secret abode.

Two more dark shadows flashed, and the two minions, Jora and Gerald, were already standing behind Aaron. Grand Elder Aaron waved his hand and released a trace of invisible power, and the door that had been closed was suddenly blown open by the cold wind, and Philip and Koniv appeared in the courtyard.

Kill the Great Elder of the Left Dark Hand, an existence that is very likely to really possess the power of a low-level Sanctuary. Therefore, Philip was wearing a blood-colored armor, and countless lines of blood and death qi were entwined on it, and the strong curse light condensed and did not dissipate, making everyone suddenly feel a terrifying feeling of facing death. Philip held a dark black spear in his hand, countless purple-black electric fires were swaying on the gun's body, and the cold death power even Alun couldn't help but change color slightly.

I really didn't expect that less than ten years after Aragon fell into the dark camp, Philip had such a strong death power. However, with the powerful existence of the Shadow Skeleton lurking nearby, he was sure that he would take down all of them.

Therefore, instead of carrying out the usual attacks, he laughed loudly and said, "Haha, since Lord Philip is here, then come in." Cornif, thank you!"

As soon as they met, the smile on Cornif's face suddenly froze, but it quickly turned to anger, and he said viciously: "Hmph, this time you will not escape death if you talk well!" After that, he turned his head to the marquis and said, "My lord, fight quickly, do it!"

Philip has been on the battlefield for a long time, and he has fought with those nonsense bastards of the Holy See no less than a hundred times, he naturally will not be moved by such a discordant word from Aaron, Ruman's eyes stayed on the body of the Purgatory Demon and the Fallen Archer for a moment, and he sighed with regret on his face, and said: "I always thought that you and I were the same kind of people, but I didn't expect that you would choose to oppose me for the sake of a mere woman! Alas, Aaron, you really disappointed me!"

As soon as the words fell, Philip's face suddenly became ruthless, and with a big move, he shouted in a deep voice: "Do it!"

Accompanied by the marquis's Chen harmony, the strange armor on his body that seemed to be formed by bruising suddenly burst into light, and the four cursed powers of weakness, aging, fear, and sluggishness filled the entire front yard in an instant. The powerful power of the spell also made the black shadow on the ground that had been converging its breath tremble slightly.

The dozens of powerful cold breaths that came with Philip and Koniv suddenly no longer concealed their true strength, and suddenly took the initiative to expose them, since they were all death power, and guessing from the strength of the breath, the other party was a high-level peak powerhouse. The most surprising thing is that these powerhouses seem to be completely unaffected by the curse of that strange armor, and they do not feel the slightest discomfort.

With so many strong men gathered in just half a day, the prestige of the Grand Commander of the Imperial Dragoon Force is indeed not worth it!

However, he saw that the armor burst out with countless gray-black cursed lights, and in this light, Aaron's divine body was also slightly uncomfortable, and the undead demon and the fallen archer had to release a fighting aura to offset this curse power. But the light on Philip's treacherous armor seemed to be endless, and Gerald and Jora needed to keep their fighting spirit in a state of constant release in order to maintain their normal movements.

A name suddenly appeared in Aaron's mind, and he involuntarily exclaimed, "Cursed Armor!"

Marquis Philip wears the legendary Cursed Armor, which is said to have belonged to a monarch in the Forgotten Continent. Tens of thousands of years ago, this monarch descended on the main continent plane due to an accident, but he was ambushed by dozens of Sacred Domain powerhouses. Although the king was extremely strong, it was not a great existence after all, and in the face of the full siege of more than a dozen Sacred Domain powerhouses, it could not even create a chance to escape. After killing two Sanctuary powerhouses, the monarch was eventually killed by these powerhouses.

The king's blood flowed on this powerful armor that followed him in the north and south, and the armor was cursed from that moment on, endless resentment attached to the armor, and the most evil cursed power was gradually born. In later generations, anyone who wore this armor would be cursed to death by the purest monstrous resentment of the monarch before his death.

Although the armor was evil, it was also a treasure, and the surviving Sanctuary powerhouse was reluctant to destroy this armor full of strong temptation, so he handed it over to a well-known craftsman in the dwarven clan. After several generations of dwarven craftsmen, the countless chaotic and evil forces filled with the armor were finally combined by them with esoteric techniques, forming the four cursed powers of slowness, weakness, aging, and fear, so the armor was also called cursed armor by the dwarves............

Once you have the curse armor, within a radius of twenty or thirty meters, you can unleash four cursed powers on all enemies at will, which is simply a treasure that a warrior dreams of.

Aaron's eyes narrowed slightly, it was not strange that such a rare and powerful treasure appeared on the body of the Imperial Dragoon Commander, but when he ran into himself, what was the fear of the curse!

Before Philip could swing his spear, Aaron had already jumped up to the roof and flew into the sky, and then there was a sharp refraction in the sky, and lightning rushed towards the dragon knights on the periphery.

The cursed power of the curse armor naturally could not pose much of a threat to Aaron, who had the body of a god. As soon as Aaron moved, the fighting energy on the undead demon and the fallen archer also lit up at the same time, and they both soared into the sky.

Gerald flew directly into the air, and a magma greatsword suddenly poured out of his right hand, and the fallen archer Jora loomed and fluttered around him, quickly passing the Immortal Knight's block, escaping from the enveloping range of the cursed power.

In the chaotic courtyard, only the black shadow in the room has been motionless, except for the slight fluctuation of the soul when the cursed armor first appeared, even if it is completely oppressed by the curse power now, it is still an ancient well, and the breath of power is not exposed at all. From this alone, it can be seen that there is still a long gap between Aaron's Shadow Transformation and Shadow Skeleton!

Seeing Aaron flying towards his knights, Philip jumped up with a roar of rage, and the spear in his hand exploded with lightning and flames, and it quickly formed a lightning spear head, and the energy contained on it made the air sneer.