"I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I thought you'd be patient a little longer. ”

"Where did you know?"

"I didn't know it before, but I know it now. Alexei shook his half-burned robe, and said with a smile, "How can I compensate for it, just use your head." ”

"There are many people who want my life, and there is no shortage of you. ”

Isiah held the sword in both hands, and the blade was smeared with sword oil that glows even in the dark. His face was hidden behind a mask, and he didn't know what his expression was.

Is it nervous?

Or is it the same excitement as I am?

Alexei blinked, and Ixia's body was flooded with water-like visions, and the next moment, the cold wind sent a sharp greeting, sharpening iron like clay.

"Is it a scroll or a prop?"

Alexey's eyes slanted slightly, and the tip of the sword had slashed at his shoulder. The sword should have slashed horizontally, straight across the chest and across the waist, splitting everything in two, but now only the robe suffered.

The incomparably sharp steel hand half-sword left only a white mark on Alexey's flesh.

His change of tactics was quick. As Alex spoke, he raised his sword and slashed twenty-eight slashes at the mage's back.

In the midst of the clothes, the mage's flat voice was still steady: "When it comes to space, I'm curious to know how you did it." ”

Gravity!

Probe, the erection of magic rolled up countless sand and stones, the castrated ferocious gravel mercilessly passed through the image of dying like water waves, the torrential rain came in an instant, and in the continuous low sound, the innocent wall tiles were like honeycombs in the blink of an eye.

"As I expected, you're a little bit capable, but not enough. ”

When Alexei saw him again, Iciah, who had escaped, was already squatting a hundred meters away with a slight breath, staring at the mage very seriously.

He bent down to make an offensive gesture, reached out and took out the sword oil on his waist, the glass bottle mouth smacked directly on the blade, not bothering to waste, the thick light blue sword oil was poured out, slowly flowing down the spine of the sword, dripping to the tip of the sword.

"I hate stonemail. ”

In the whisper of Eacia's mouth, Alexei saw his figure disperse into the air like water waves, his eyes rolled several times, and his scalp suddenly itched a little, and the mage looked up, a blue light fell from the sky, and the undisguised killing intent carried the howl of the wind that broke the wind, almost piercing the earth together.

Two layers of sword oil.

As expected, Alexei guessed that he was using two alchemy products called Shield Buster and Shattered Armor.

"Naive. ”

Alexey raised his arms, leaving a hole in the middle for the blade to pierce. In mid-air, the rootless duckweed-like Iasia saw that the tip of his sword was about to hit the end, and a pair of hands and ten fingers were just against the blade of his sword.

At this time, one of the two was on top and one was on the bottom, and Alexey, who was clasping the blade of the sword, had his left hand to the right and his right hand to the left. As soon as the invincible and unsustainable Easia saw the failure of the sneak attack, his heart moved, he glanced at the mage, and with the help of the slippery blade of the sword oil, he forcibly pulled out the sword, and the whole person turned over and jumped, landed on Alexey's waist, and stabbed the sword again.

It must be successful......

Feeling that his strength was insufficient, he bit down on a pill that had been in his mouth, and a stream of heat spread throughout his body in an instant. The muscles in his legs and feet and arms suddenly blew up like balloons, and the sudden expansion of the mutated muscles immediately gave him faster and stronger speed and strength.

It is a secret elixir of strength at the cost of damaging the liver, and it was a favorite of the gladiators of the ancient empire, called the proof of freedom.

It was a forbidden drug known for its powerful side effects and matching physical enhancements, and when he received the certificate of freedom from his mentor, he never imagined that he would take it. He thought he had planned well enough, hidden, waiting for the moment when the mage would relax.

But plans can never keep up with changes, and there are always omissions in people's thinking.

This was a last resort, but if it was for the sake of the strong enemy in front of him, Issia felt that he had to go all out.

Some of the lifelong injuries on the internal organs have long been ignored, and he will become enlightened, and then practice enlightenment - whether it is the loss of legs, feet, hands, or even most of the organs, as long as he can defeat Alexey, even at the cost of his life.

Just like the choices made by gladiators in the past for freedom, they were proved in the last battle before they ushered in freedom.

He deserves it.

She deserves it too.

If you don't have the consciousness of sacrifice, you will die.

It was clear to Ethiopia that he would die.

She's going to die too.

Perhaps he is just a speck of dust to the world.

But for his sister, he is the smile of her life.

If there is a death, may she live alone.

The brother and sister both died at the hands of a ruthless mage, which may be one of the many endings of the two of them.

But that's not why Isiah came from thousands of miles after hearing about his sister's whereabouts.

He's for protection, he's for his family.

So......

"Come on, my sword, please, trust me as I always trust you!"

"Let's kill him!"

It was only a millimeter away from the flesh that loomed with the magic aura, and Asia's expression froze.

His sword shone in the candlelight, as if in response to its master.

The blade of the sword cut through the flesh and blood.

The mage whispered a spell, and the air around him began to burn.

Alexey's nostrils quickly filled his nostrils with the smell of sulfur, and he snorted in discomfort, and a small flame erupted from between his teeth.

The blue blade smeared with sword oil easily pierced the mage's epidermis, but he was limited to that.

Eaxia's reaction was extremely fast, and as soon as he sensed that the blade had not pierced Alex's muscles, the agile bounty hunter took a step back, his pupils constricting slightly, and his eyes were crimson.

The body of the firebather is like glass, like a small boat facing the torrent, a wave hits, and it falls apart.

"You'll run. But you're not running fast enough. ”

The red lotus that reflected the sky and the earth galloped across the fragile scorched earth, licking the breath of the glass that had dried up, leaving only a scorching area that had been melted.

With a fiery hiccup, Alexei slapped his mouth, and Ben's fingers, which were still dripping blood, quickly scabbed over his waist and abdomen, falling off and recovering completely.

Dragonization.

Alexei didn't want to use the spell, but the plan couldn't keep up, and the dragonization would keep his throat filled with flammable and irritable gases for the next few days, and of course, the smell of sulfur in his mouth.

It's all available, and he can't help it.

For the next few days, I could only eat some liquid food, away from open fires.

A little annoyed, Alex stepped forward to examine the bounty hunter's body. The cone-shaped dragon's breath left a lava channel about three meters wide at the scene, and the river channel was divided on both sides, and the scorching air formed a looming white curtain, and there was a sense of deviation that distorted the space when viewed from a distance. If an ordinary object were exposed to such a high temperature, it would usually vaporize directly, but Alexei clearly remembered the last moment in his sight, and the upper half of Elixia's body twisted into a circle like water waves.

It's possible that he's not dead yet.

Half of the living Ethias.

It's kind of ridiculous.

The mage scratched his lips and looked around, "Don't let me find it, baby." ”

His gaze first searched for the farthest open area, then retracted his gaze to the front, and finally, he squinted into the pit, where the unconscious Lan Meng was still lying, covered in blood, and did not know whether he was alive or dead.

"Are you ready to escape?"

He strode towards the pothole. Gog got up in a few steps, and like a mage, he looked around, and after confirming that there was no danger, he followed Alexey behind him, took off all his clothes, leaving only a dirty coat, and gently put the slightly clean undershirt over Alexei's bare shoulders, and kept walking, busy with the front and back, and helped him put on one button after another.

Alexei didn't speak, just slowed down appropriately.

The two of them waited and walked to the edge of the pit, the golem's massive body, split in half, still unmoving.

Without a good enough command, no matter how powerful a creature is, it is just a puppet in the palm of a truly powerful person.

Skimming her eyes, Alexey's fingertips moved slightly, and the invisible magic enveloped the unconscious Blue Dream, lifting her body up.

The mage maintained this position, and waited like this for a moment, and he said aloud, "Haven't you come out yet?"

The invisible fingers touched the girl's blonde hair, and swayed it in the air without support: "Brother and sister or father and daughter? Speaking of which, I haven't seen you behind the mask." Listening to your voice, it shouldn't be small, it won't be ..... Brother, right?"

"Tsk, beautiful gold like the sun. I'll tell you the truth, I've been thinking about rumors about blonde hair since I met you. ”

"But I thought about it for a long time, but I only remembered an early paper, the author was an uninteresting old mage, and he also wrote very boring. But I really didn't have anything to do, so I had to use it to pass the time. ”

"The Son of the Wheel of the Sun, I still remember the title of the paper at that time. ”

"They are born sinful, and their filthy bloodlines must be purified. ”

Although the absurd nonsense is quite unpleasant on the paper, it is indeed a good way to clean up from the king's decree and chew it carefully. ”

Gently stirring his fingertips, the invisible fingers touched the hair and lightly traced the girl's round face, admiring the smooth and tender mage's voice was suppressed and low, and he was enduring his desires: "It says that in the past two hundred years, the former rulers of the royal capital have been constantly sent to the gallows, and the easiest way to identify them is the pure, sun-like hair color. ”

"You're a former royal family. ”

"Mingsheng has such beautiful blonde hair, claiming to be the son of the sun wheel, but he doesn't even dare to see the sun. You're brave compared to her, aren't you? ”

Alexei chuckled, and then used his magic power to raise the fallen cross sword on the ground, he patted the dirt on his palm, and said, "Forget it, forget it if you don't want to come out." It's not the first time you've done it anyway. ”

"We ......"

The cross sword swooped into a streamer of light, stabbing straight at Lan Meng's heart.

"There will be a period later. ”

"Stop!"

With a crunching sound of the bell, Ixia, who had lost his waist down, threw his last chance, and the hand half-sword covering the third layer of sword oil slammed away the cross sword that was shot at Blue Dream, and he also used all his strength. The side effects of the use of the secret medicine and the severe pain of losing the lower half of his body tormented the few lives of this warrior, and he was like a candle that burned to the end, except for the last wick: "Let her go." ”

As he spoke, Isiah could no longer support it, his elbows bent, and he fell to the ground on his back, his chest heaving slightly. Ben's lower limbs, which were still standing on the ground, were charred and blackened, like sparks.

"Interesting. ”

The high temperature saved his life and did not let him die on the spot.

"She is my 'Duwahiri,' and I will not give her eternal life until I drain her last bit of value. ”

"Eternity means boredom, doesn't it?"

"In contrast, I prefer freshness. Alexei stroked Gog's back, and the latter shuddered and looked at the mage in a panic.

"You, you, what do you command?"

"Go and bring all the living here, it's time for us to count the spoils. ”

The mage smiled, picked up the lone wolf's hand half sword coated with three layers of sword oil, and observed the luster of the three sword oils with different colors on it: "The third sword oil is called tattered, and only the dead will use it, because its effect is very short, and it is quite toxic, either you die or I die." ”

"Unfortunately, it didn't work for me. ”

The mage, who was still in the state of dragon transformation, dipped a little sword oil and put it in his mouth: "It's a little numb, and it's a little bitter." ”

"I've wanted to try it for a long time, well, yes, it invaded my lumbosacral area very quickly, destroying several plexuses. Sorry, though, my recovery was faster. ”

"Die in peace, and then rise again as my servant. You will never be able to defeat me, not in life, and even more so in death. ”

"Goodbye, now it's really goodbye. We, there will be a period later. ”