"One hundred orphans died in the fog, and there must be one hundred and one ......"

The hunters were not ready to wait any longer, they were not alone, and Magellan did not have a chance from the beginning. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The white mist that steamed from the white snake's corpse vanished, and the last mist condensed in the air into another white snake, almost exactly the same as when the snake was alive, except for the lack of colorful feathers. As soon as the fog snake took shape, it rushed towards Magellan like an arrow from a string, its open mouth and poisoned teeth as sharp as knives.

The White Snake reached Magellan's side like lightning, but it was not the fastest, and the bullet fired from the hunter's hand on the other side who was sitting on the sofa reached Magellan's right hand earlier than it.

And then both fell short.

Magellan's movements were so fast that he dodged these two deadly attacks with just a slight adjustment of his stance.

But that's just the first drop of water that falls in the rainforest at night.

Then the downpour began to fall to the ground.

Magellan finally changed his furious approach to fighting, and he ran wildly under the attack of the three hunters, like lightning in the night sky in a storm.

But no one can hide from all the drops in the rain.

Magellan wielded his sword to slash through the bullets and the white snake, and then blocked one of Arthur's slashes, like a stone hit by a wooden club, and flew backwards.

The hunter was about to win, no one could survive such an attack, and Magellan would have fallen into the abyss if he made a mistake once.

But Magellan didn't think so.

The hunters were still squeezing Magellan's dodge space in a hurry, knowing that they couldn't immediately crush this formidable opponent, but they already had an absolute advantage.

The hunter's most powerful weapon is the White Serpent, a venomous ghost that doesn't have the terrifying destructive power of bullets and blades, but its venom can destroy a person's perception, and it has the advantage of a snake, capable of attacking Magellan from the most unlikely angles.

This will be the last rope to wrap around Magellan's neck.

Magellan, however, did not notice the net that was gradually locking, he was like a beluga whale with its back bared by the side of a whaling ship, simply enjoying the feeling of the waves that fell on him as the harpoon rushed into the sea.

"Man can see in the fog, hear in the fog, smell in the fog, but he is destined to be only one in 10,000. ”

The hunters continue to add new abilities to the viper, and they can already clearly see that Magellan is falling into a trap.

Then the moment finally came, and Magellan was cornered, and he fell between Arthur's sword and the viper in order to avoid the bullet, and there was no way to escape.

Magellan chose to block Arthur's slash.

As a hunter might expect, no one would think that the viper is more dangerous than Arthur, but because of this, it is actually the viper that is the real dangerous part.

The fangs injected venom into Magellan's veins in an instant, and a brilliant and colorful silver color spread from the wound to his entire body in an instant.

Then Arthur's blade touched Magellan's longsword.

It was the chosen time, the venom had just spread through the bloodstream throughout Magellan's body, and his powerful immune system had not had time to suppress it, and Magellan was the weakest at this moment.

Then the hunter was repulsed.

The strongest sword, with which he tried his best, was repelled by Magellan.

It's too late.

The hunter, who was sitting on the couch, stood up, pulled out another pistol and created a shower of bullets in an instant, trying to stop Magellan's pursuit, but it was in vain.

Magellan swung three swords in an instant, and Arthur received all the attacks with superhuman speed and strength, and the deck beneath his feet emitted three terrifying muffled sounds.

Then there was a crisp sound.

The sword in Arthur's hand broke.

With a long sigh of wind, the hunter fell to one knee as if he had lost all his strength, his head bowed, his right hand resting weakly on the deck beside him, as if he had no strength to lift the broken sword.

Magellan did not continue his attack, he reached back with his left hand, grabbed the flying viper, crushed it, and the white mist dispersed in the wind, brushing his smiling face.

"How could that ......?"

The hunter could not comprehend what was happening before his eyes, and no one in the world should be able to ignore the deadly venom of a viper, or destroy his intricate magic with his bare hands.

"That lady's anger didn't dissipate as easily as you think, and I had been trembling until this day, at least. ”

Magellan tilted his head to dodge a few bullets, then lowered his longsword.

"I don't want to be hostile to you, hunter, but admittedly, most of the time people always have to communicate with each other in a convincing way. ”

"Is this what you call communication?" the hunter who spoke didn't get angry, he just fell comfortably on the couch and showed sarcasm in a cold tone.

"I think you've got plenty of reasons to get out of the way. ”

"We're not guarding this eagle's nest and the royal collection of Brittany," Arthur, kneeling on one knee, was so weak that he trembled even when he spoke, as Athena had guessed that the sword had nothing to do with him, and that the dagger had taken away almost all his power, "but something else. ”

"It just so happened that there was something I put in that I couldn't name. ”

Magellan regained his grip on the hilt.

"The fight between us doesn't mean anything, but you once said that you won't take that thing away. ”

The hunter's words gave Magellan hope, and once again he let go of his grip on the sword: "I said it. ”

Arthur stood up strongly, his face was pale, half a head taller than Magellan, and he looked as thin as a bamboo pole: "We have been entrusted not to let that thing leave here......"

"If you break your promise, the hunter will do whatever it takes, and we have no gentlemanly manners or morals. ”

"Don't threaten me," Magellan's tone was a little impatient, but he was actually in a good mood, "I count. ”

"Okay then......"

The hunter stooped down to pick up the broken sword from the ground and stepped back silently, two of his companions behind him stepped forward to support him, and then the magician raised his right hand and covered them with white mist as if pulling a curtain.

"Well, gorgeous and fun magic. ”

Magellan smiled and put away his sword.

......

The guide walked out of the white fog for the thirteenth time, and in front of him was a familiar scene, a relieved but somewhat disappointed eagleman, a little worried and a little hopeful.

"Sorry......"

"Don't say that. ”

Wen handed the warrior a glass of water, it was not the first time he had been disrupted by the labyrinth, and the eagles were used to it.

No one knows when the maze of fog and fog will disappear.