299 Evil Blood

"The ...... of the Laws of Rare"

The inexplicable accompaniment sound can't hide the devastating rhythm trampling.

The knight, who was shrouded in ghostly fire and shadows, had already run from outside the venue, mixed with the momentum of destroying everything, and at Warwick's most proud moment, the halberd in his hand had already swung towards Warwick!

Even if the latter woke up early, discovered the attack from behind, and had already prepared protective actions, but with the strength of Hekarim himself and the help of the charge, he still had no power to resist.

"Bumper rub!"

The clash of halberds and claws resulted in Warwick's body being slammed directly into the sky, one arm crooked, apparently broken bones.

The parabolic landing he had inflicted on Lucian was once again returned to him by Hecarim.

Instead of taking advantage of the victory, Hecarim slowed down and finally trotted two laps before stopping at Lucian's side.

"Can you still stand up?"

A cold, piercing inquiry without the slightest emotion emanated from the ghostly fire, from the mouth of the undead knight.

"Ahem, I can't die yet!"

As he spoke, a large cloud of blood flowed out of his mouth and nose again, but Lucian's expression was much better.

He struggled to stand up, but was helped by Hecarim to get up completely, and then turned around and picked up the Relic Twin Guns, which relieved him.

The two spears of the Holy Relic emitted a glowing white glow, which was visible to the naked eye, making Lucian's expression look much better.

The latter then stood still, stared at Hecarim with complicated eyes, and then turned his head to look at a corner, without the slightest mercy, and said unceremoniously: "Don't think that in this way I will let go of the previous things, my grudge with you is not over!

"Shadow Isle, anyone is welcome. ”

Hecarim replied in a deep voice, and then added: "It's not that I'm welcoming you, it's a command from my lord, I don't approve of it, but I can't oppose it." ”

The words were cold and unusual, but I could hear a little bit of confusion.

Lucian's face was slightly stagnant, and he was slightly silent.

The others present were already shocked.

The mainland's recognized messenger of justice is actually related to the undead of Shadow Island, and it seems that it has a lot to do with each other before...... That's a bit informative.

Nedriy and Sein were at a stalemate in the distance, and now they saw Lucian and Hecarim's appearances, although the former had a cold face, and the latter had no face, but everyone who was familiar with their demeanor obviously couldn't feel that there was anything hidden.

Tossing for a long time, feeling Lucian, a guy who calls himself righteous, is not very clean?

Nedri's face turned a little strange at the thought of this.

How can the human heart and position be so complicated?

Lucian noticed Nedri's strange expression, but he didn't say anything, and he wasn't prepared to defend anything.

He was a loner like this, and he didn't care about the faces of others, even if Nedri's was the one he had helped before.

Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, Lucian never cared about this.

The wolf who was knocked to the ground had already stood up, his body was a little weak, and he didn't know how many bones had been broken, but it didn't mean that he had completely lost his combat effectiveness.

Vertical pupils dangled over Lucian and Hecarim, and Warwick laughed hideously: "A messenger of justice, who has been trying all kinds of scum and criminal prisoners all year round.

An undead of the Shadow Isle, in the long history, I don't know how many creatures have been killed and how many disasters have been created.

I'm afraid even I'm not as good as the living you killed, right? These are two seemingly unrelated beings, and they actually know each other? And it seems that they are still friends? Haha, this world is really ridiculous!"

Green blood flowed from the wounds all over Warwick's body, and his recovery was minimized by the heavy blows he had suffered, or the bullets from the Relic's twin guns.

But even so, this bloodthirsty wolf still has a lethality that cannot be underestimated, and it is even more dangerous than before!

The dying beast is the most terrifying.

Lucian ignored Warwick's words, but stood hard, his guns pointed at Warwick in the distance, the muzzle of which swelled brightly.

He used practical actions instead of paying lip service.

And Hecarim, the silent knight, did not fall silent.

He raised his front hooves, straightened his body, looked at Warwick, and stated, "My name is Hecarim, the First Commander of Shadow Isle. Warwick, the wolf, you are not false, but it must be noted that although I have collected countless souls on my hands, they have all been obtained on the battlefield!

I spread fear, but never bring senseless killing, I have been wandering the continent of Valoran for centuries, and some scholars should know my deeds, about the deeds of the Dreadknight Hecarim......"

At the time of Hecarim's statement, no one present noticed that neither Lucian's blood nor Warwick's blood had gradually submerged from the ground into the ground, and was nowhere to be found.

In the distance, a few of the people in the corner nodded thoughtfully, aware of it, but did not say anything.

Luo Ye smiled brightly, poured himself a glass of red wine, took a sip, and turned his head to look at the white-haired Cana: "Your Majesty the Goddess, you see, I'm right, I don't need to do it, naturally I have someone to do it for me." ”

Jana was noncommittal and smiled: "That's because your subordinates are strong enough." The undead who can defeat Warwick......"

Saying that, Cana shook her head slightly: "William III, that old man made a mistake, he may have guessed the arrival of the Lord of Shadow Island, but he must not have guessed that after leaving Shadow Island, these dead people still have such a powerful force, they can actually resist, and it can even be said that they can defeat Warwick, who is not weak." ”

Saying that, a rare trace of curiosity rose on Jiana's face, she supported her face with her hands, and looked at Luo Ye with interest: "Speaking of which, I'm also very curious, you didn't achieve gods step by step, nor did you have the power of a true god, but borrowed the power to claim the existence of a god, after leaving the Shadow Island, how could you still have such a powerful power?"

She was amazed: "If it weren't for the feeling, you wouldn't be easy to deal with, I would have done it directly and tied you up, that's the solution!"

On the side, Sindra's eyes widened, and she said in a strange manner: "Your Majesty Cana has a big breath, and Her Majesty thinks that she can ignore me while dealing with Luo Ye? What's more, LeBlanc is also here." ”

Cana propped her head, her delicate face skimmed to Sindra, and then she retracted her gaze very indifferently, with a look that didn't need to say much, which made Sindra very sad and at the same time, the anger in her heart was surging.

"It's just that the innate magic can control it, if you are stronger, you may be able to cause me some trouble, but now you, it is difficult to even touch me, so ......"

Gently, distantly, indifferently, Jana teasingly said to Sindra, "Do I need to pay attention to you?"

"Bang!"

Sindra slapped the table, stood up in a rage, and glared at Cana, the aura of demonic energy surging on her body, and she rushed towards Cana frantically, like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

But after touching Cana within one meter, all of them were directly decomposed into nothing by countless tiny cyclones.

Jana, the fury of the storm, is a god who has mastered the power of the atmosphere and celestial phenomena, which is not at all touchable by ordinary powers!

In the distance, the battle between the wolf and the undead knight has not yet begun, but there are already signs of action here.

Cana didn't fight back directly, just sat there quietly, looked at the angry Sindra lightly, and asked softly, "You, are you ready to attack me?"

"Yes and ......"

Before the words fell, Sindra had already been directly held by Luo Ye, sat down again, and then looked directly into the latter's eyes and shook her head gently.

Sindra's originally angry look couldn't help but ease down after touching Luo Ye's eyes, but her anger still didn't subside, she snorted coldly, sat down in her seat, turned her face away, and didn't look at Jana.

Luo Ye smiled bitterly in his heart, looked at Cana again, and said softly, "It's just a misunderstanding." It's nice that all of us are sitting here quietly. ”

Alone, Jana tied Luo Ye and Sindra here, and hearing that there was no need to bother to do anything, Jana shook her head, and finally, nodded slightly, with an inconsequential look on her face.

This changeable goddess feels that it is the most worry-free and effortless to do it or not to do it.

Like she said, Sindra wasn't worth mentioning in her eyes, but Loye ...... But there is no absolute certainty of winning it, so it is not bad to maintain the current situation.

Looking at the current situation, Luo Ye shook his head lightly and didn't say much.

The meaning conveyed in the eyes he just looked at Sindra was: What Cana said is not unreasonable, once I do it, I can protect myself, but you may not be able to take care of it.

Maybe it was taking care, or maybe it was understood in Sindra's eyes to mean something else, Luo Ye didn't know and didn't care.

The strange situation in this corner is deadlocked.

As for the LeBlanc clone and Zhao Xin and others, they have been directly ignored.

In the presence of true gods, mortal power, really, is not worth mentioning.

Storm Fury, Cana, this is a true god of the same class as Nasus, the god of death in the desert who came here before, or rather, a true god by nature!

The difference between the two may be that the latter has existed for a longer time and has accumulated more abundantly, but in terms of origin, there is not much difference between high and low.

Therefore, Luo Ye has no intention of going head-to-head with Cana, and the latter is no different.

If the fisherman profits, it will be a big joke for both of them.

The situation in the corner was maintained in this way under the strange stalemate and mutual jealousy.

However, there is one person who is not happy anymore.