A purple flame ignited from Norman's wings, and the purple flame spread like a living thing down the long thorn of the dark "rose" towards his palm. He was shocked, although he didn't know the attack power of this purple fire, but he thought that Norman could use this purple fire to attack him, and he definitely wouldn't just feint.

Pulling the "Rose" thorn out of Norman's wings, the purple fire on it lost its continuous supply from the mother's body, and was crushed by the power of darkness.

The attempt of the "Rose" that was spread by the purple fire was worthy of being upgraded to the artifact level by Hegel, and there was not even a trace left on the crystal red tattoo.

Norman took the opportunity to take a few steps back, and the low-hanging sword of the fallen angel in his hand was raised again, making a gesture.

After several battles between the two, the nearby grass was destroyed, revealing the humus-rich black soil below. Some of the small insects hidden under the weeds staggered, and many of them could not withstand the aftermath of the battle and died silently.

"Okay, good, sure enough, you are a candidate for the Demon King who has undergone several magic ceremonies, and I am very satisfied with you. Norman, the eight-winged fallen angel, said three good words in a row, and a thin layer of purple fire burned all over the body of the long sword, turning the black long sword into purple, like a weapon of the demon god.

"Your life will tell you that your so-called satisfaction will turn into despair!" wrinkled his nose and snorted coldly, pulling out "Srkana's hatred" with his left hand.

The two weapons appeared together, indicating that Gim was going to do his best.

Sometimes, the power of two weapons may not be able to exert greater power than only one weapon, and it may even be weaker than when only one weapon is in hand due to unskillful weapons.

Of course, this is impossible on the Dark, whether it is one weapon or two weapons, he can use it very skillfully, the attack method of the "Rose" long thorn is only the stabbing attack, which is still too monotonous, plus an extra "Srkana's Hate", it is a big enhancement for cutting, splitting, and slashing, which can make the Shadow have more tactical options.

"The tone is quite big, I just don't know if you have this ability?" Norman's long sword dragged and charged in the direction of the dark, and the eight wings behind him flapped, which increased the speed of his charge a lot.

The wings of the flying species are not only used to fly, like the fallen angel can rely on his wings to defend the body at 360 degrees without dead ends, and Norman's current application is to rely on the wings to expel the air around him and accelerate himself, in exchange for greater power.

Don't look at the clamor on the dark mouth, in fact, the vigilance in my heart can be said to have been raised to the extreme. Eight-winged fallen angel, from the beginning of the war to the present, he has only seen Norman in front of him reach the level of eight wings alone. Grant has already reached the level of an inferior god with only fourteen wings, six more wings than Norman, and although Norman looks a lot worse, his combat power is not much different from that of Gloomy.

The background of darkness is far from being compared with Hegel, and the level classification of Hegel at the demigod level transformed into an angel is twelve wings, and darkness is one or two levels lower than him, that is, eight wings to ten wings.

Any contempt against an opponent of your rank is fatal, and only a fool would choose this level of pride in battle.

Both sides are absolute powerhouses, both of them have a lethal ability, once they are caught in the weak point and punched, one is not careful, only death will end.

Norman, who had gained the acceleration of his own wings, was much more powerful than Dark, and Dark did not dare to fight him, and the Shadow Raid was the only one to dodge next to him, followed by a shadow change spell and a backstab.

As soon as this move came out, he regretted it, and his combat experience was still too little.

Norman has eight wings on his back, these wings can be used as shields, their defense has just seen, the strength of the ordinary fallen angel wings is many times higher, and the "rose" long thorn that can easily pierce the wings of ordinary fallen angels may not be successful in front of Norman.

As expected, the long thorn of the "Rose" only pierced a little, not even as much as before. - Norman's wings overlap in several overlapping parts, and Glo stabs one of them.

A little black blood dripped from the wound, and Norman drew his sword and stabbed behind him, turning around and dodging Norman's longsword stab at a near-impossible angle.

The length of the Fallen Angel's Sword was sometimes a strength, but now it becomes a burden in the very close proximity of the moment. Because no matter how fast Norman retracts his sword, the length of the Fallen Angel's Sword is certain, and there are some places where the Fallen Angel's Sword is destined to be unreachable, and if it is not a soft sword, Norman can't take the long sword back from his side so easily.

Darkly made a stun move, and Norman returned a stun trick in the blink of an eye.

He shouldn't have chosen to attack like this, he should have found a way to force the darkness away from behind him, as long as he distanced himself, he would have the ability to use the advantage of his weapon leader.

Unfortunately, he used it wrongly, and Glen seized the few opportunities he was unable to collect his sword now, and the long stab of "Rose" stabbed Norman in the waist, and "Srkana's Hatred" smeared Norman's neck.

The two-pronged approach depends on where Norman chooses. These two places are critical, and it is a big profit to hurt anywhere.

However, even if he used a stupid trick, it didn't mean that Norman had always been a fool, and the eight wings behind him slapped fiercely, like a large fly swatter, and directly slapped the dark out!

The two weapons in Dark's hand hadn't even touched Norman's body yet.

"Dark!" Sylvia cried out in distress.

"It's okay, I can't die yet. Ahem, it's just a little tightness in the chest. He coughed twice, the latter so quiet that Sylvia didn't hear it.

This slap was really powerful, and he felt as if a big stone had been pressed on his chest, and he couldn't breathe, which shows how powerful this blow was.

Norman swung his sword in the space of the blow, and the purple flame of the sword slashed through the air with a long purple trail, the tip of which was pointed straight at the throat of the dark.

And at this moment, the dark is still in a state of falling to the ground!

Rumble!

Thunder and lightning suddenly flashed in midair, and a rumbling sound like a drum broke out, and a white cloud lingered on the tip of Norman's Fallen Angel Sword for a long time, and even the naked eye could not see the true appearance of the long sword, only a faint gray phantom.

This was a sword that surpassed the speed of sound, and before the sound sounded in Di's ears, the tip of the sword had already reached Di's body.

A sword that exceeded the speed of sound stirred up the air, causing the surrounding shadow elements to be like a tangled mess, unable to form an effective condensation at all.

Gritting his teeth, relying on his Shadow Power affinity and stronger control ability that were many times stronger than other Shadow Demons, he gathered a little Shadow Power in front of him and exerted his fastest displacement ability.

Shadow Change!

Similar to the ability to transfer space, it is a good choice to instantly transfer from one shadow to another, whether it is a sneak attack or choosing a better attack position.

But Di has never used this trick as an escape, this is the first time that the eldest girl has been in a sedan chair.

The shadow change technique was not condensed because the shadow power was stirred by the air that was stirred, and the little shadow power that was condensed with all his strength could only make him move a short distance.

But that was enough, all he wanted was to get him out of the attack, nothing else.

Short-range movement also helps him to launch an immediate counterattack compared to long-range displacement, as he now has a short weapon in his hand, not a long weapon like Norman.

Gloomy must be extremely close to him in order to exert his full combat power.

"Oh, how fast you dodge?" Norman's eyes flashed as he dodged the sword he thought was going to be hit.

"Heh, if you want to kill me, with your ability, it's still far away. The corners of his mouth twitched disdainfully, not caring about the blood leaving from the corners of his mouth.

The slap just now caused him a little internal injury, but fortunately, after many magic rituals, his physical fitness was no less than that of the Dreaddemon, and this small internal injury did not make him anything.

"Oh, yes, it's a big breath, I just don't know if you have the ability to match your tone. Norman's eight black wings flapped behind him, driving him into the air as well, "Judging from your current state, you have been injured internally, right? Lu Xing is only passively beaten when facing the flying species, so it's better for you to surrender obediently." ”

"Surrender? Why don't you surrender? There are so many people on our side, and you are the only one on your side, who do you think you are? Grant? You can easily escape from the hands of so many strong people?" Gloom stood up from the ground, the two weapons of "Rose" Thorn and "Srkana's Hatred" had not been taken off, and they were still tightly held.

"I really want to go, do you think you lowly land-runners can stop me?" Norman sneered, "The various magic stored by the intelligent race now are lacking to varying degrees, if it was in the first Fallen War, maybe I would be a little jealous, but now ...... With so many restrictive magic missing, do you think you have an ancient heritage mage?"

"Ancient Inheritance Mage?" darkened his face suddenly turned strange.

"I heard someone called me?" Fat Tiger walked out of the crowd with the "Dragon's Breath" staff on his hand.

A smile appeared on his face.

"Ancient Inheritance Magician, we happen to have one here. ”

When Fat Tiger was released from the ice coffin, Fat Tiger had already told him that his duty was to deal with the next crisis.

In fact, to put it bluntly, his duty is to pass on those lost magic. The fat tiger itself is equivalent to a living magic book, and some of the ancient inheritance magic in it can only be found by scholars today from the words of ancient documents, and they can't even determine whether it exists.

The appearance of the fat tiger solves these problems. In fact, he had already handed over all the ancient inheritance magic he had mastered to the Wizards' Guild, including spell models, spells, spell casting materials, and so on.

It is not easy to learn the ancient inheritance magic, and now the magicians who have mastered those inheritance magics are only a few dozen people, and more people are still in full swing to study, and they really can't do it for a while, but the fat tiger doesn't need to learn it.

He is an ancient legendary magician himself, if he is not here this time, maybe there is really no way to cure Norman, but Norman is very unlucky, and Fat Tiger happens to go to the south of the kingdom with the team.

"Fat Tiger, the task of blocking this space is left to you, and you must not let this eight-winged birdman escape!" said darkly, pointing to Norman in front of him.

Fat Tiger smiled and said, "Come on, boss, just look at it, I will definitely let him not escape from my palm!"

Norman's heart tightened, and he subconsciously wanted to rise to a higher height.

Of course, Fat Tiger wouldn't give him this chance, the "Dragon's Breath" staff flashed with a blue light unique to arcane magic, and a light blue hemispherical light mask obscured the vicinity, completely enveloping the two of them in it.

Norman tried to break through the seemingly defenseless barrier directly, however, when his wings touched the dome, he found that the barrier's defense was amazing, like a film of water, not hard, but very flexible, no matter how Norman rushed left and right, he couldn't break a hole in it.

"Space-time barrier!" Norman's voice was a little out of tune.

Ancient inheritance magic, space-time barrier, from a legendary magician specializing in space-time invented magic, is very powerful for dividing the battlefield, limiting the position or something.

"Impossible, how can there be an ancient inheritance mage here!"

"Nothing is impossible, the most thing that has happened to me here is a miracle. If you are given a multiple-choice question, there must be a correct choice, and when you exclude all the wrong options, no matter how ridiculous the last remaining option is, it must be the correct answer. Norman, if you don't come, that's fine, but if you do, you can't blame me. The corners of his mouth curled into a sneer.

"You think you can kill me?" Norman picked up his sword, purple flames spreading through the blade once more.

He shrugged his shoulders and looked at Norman like a fool.

"When did I say that I was the only one to kill you?"

"What do you mean?!"

"It doesn't mean anything, it's literal. You said that I don't need so many people here, and I fight you alone, what is it that is not brain-dead?" He pointed to the group of strong men behind him who were gearing up. Especially Yanbang, he can't wait to fight with someone.

"Brothers, come on!"

"Go!"

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