"Boom!"

A winding crack started at the bottom of the mountain wall and extended upward, and then when it was blocked by a protruding rock, it instantly turned into three hideous earth pythons and wreaked havoc on the side, countless stones and stone chips and stone powder fell with the wind, and a cloud of smoke and dust covered the sky at the mouth of the valley.

The body of the sky feather arrow has completely submerged into the mountain wall, leaving only the white tail feathers still declaring the divine power of this arrow, with the tail feathers as the center of the arrow fell a terrifying circle crater with a diameter of five meters, the overwhelming force made the tip of the arrow and the mountain wall contact the moment that piece of rock turned into powder.

Gru's right hand bent back over his shoulder, and the tip of his middle finger had even touched the tail feathers of the second Sky Feather Arrow, but he couldn't move on to the next move, because a heavy shadow had completely enveloped him, and in contrast, there was a cold dragon breath that could be clearly felt on the back of his hair and the skin of his pores.

It's not the cat-and-mouse banter before, it's the real killing intent, the kind of cold is like the scepter in the hand of Hades, and like the oars in the hands of the Styx ferryman, Gru knows that as long as he dares to move again, then he will never think about moving again.

The smoke cleared, and heavy footsteps brought a figure out of the flying yellow sand, red blood dripping down the wound on his face, falling on his shoulders and into the furrows in his robe, then wetting the hem, and then leaving one scar after another on the ground as he walked.

Lear looked terrible, but he was surprisingly good, a genuine appreciation emanating from his eyes and betting on Gru, who now seemed to understand why Sandru hadn't killed him in one fell swoop three years earlier.

"You're good. ”

Lear took a step, and the azure water divine light wrapped his whole body, and the veins in his arm and the wounds on his face that were injured by the Heavenly Feather Arrow began to heal slowly, and the blood no longer flowed and the broken flesh was rapidly repairing itself at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if there were thousands of ants climbing there, but there was a relief for the rest of his life.

He took another step, and a dazzling flame rose in the palm of his hand. "I am not Sandru, and I have no interest in raising a strong opponent for myself, you are one of the strongest and bravest warriors I have ever seen, and as a sign of my respect for you, I can only give you death. ”

The firelight did not turn into a raging flame, but was like a cocoon that rose high and pulled out in the air, and then a pure white world appeared in front of Gru's eyes, pure white and extremely white, so white that he could not see anything but white, so white that his inky eyes seemed to have become the only light source and the most brilliant obsidian in this world.

Blind!

Gru closed his eyes, the stinging pain of his eyes spreading the pores of his body to the extreme, he turned back and pricked up his ears, discerning the direction of the dragon's claw coming from behind him from the sound of his own blood and heartbeat, and then the power of his arms exploded instantly.

The bulging green tendons poured the explosive power contained in them into his five fingers with blood, but the Sky Feather Arrow had appeared between his middle and index fingers at some point.

He opened his bow like a full moon, shouted like a dragon, and a sharp arrow like a meteor catching the moon appeared in Kunsha's chest in an instant.

"Ding!" After a crisp sound, several red crystals fell from the sky along with the Sky Feather Arrow, and Gru's feet did not stop at all, and the soles of his feet kicked a cobweb on the ground, and with this force, his whole body flew upside down like a cannonball.

Turning around and retracting his bow, a sharp dagger appeared in his left hand at the same time, and then without hesitation, he slashed towards the white thunder that fell from the sky.

After a stabbing sound like glass cutting paper, Gru's body slammed into a wall of ice, but before he could stabilize his body and make his way, three same hard walls of ice rose up behind him to his left and right.

"The Ice Dungeon. ”

The half-meter-thick wall of ice wouldn't hold Gru out for long, as Lear knew it, so he reserved a gap above Gru that he should be able to jump out of with ease, before crashing into Kunsha's tail and being smashed into a mess of mud.

Gru didn't jump.

Although his eyes can't see, a warrior who has cultivated to his level can use even his pores to perceive, and from the moment he hit the ice wall, he felt the huge pressure above his head that made the space freeze, and jumping was death!

A magic scroll with purple crystal skeletons at both ends appeared in his hand and was pulled open without hesitation, a layer of green light engulfing his body in an instant.

Before that light diffused to the extreme, Lear saw Gru's lips move, "There will be a time later." ”

The earth shakes and the mountains shake.

The icy dungeon was instantly shattered by a red streamer, and the valley and mountain walls cracked and let out a painful wail, not the local damage caused by Gru's arrow just now, but the entire valley and even the wasteland beyond the valley felt this explosive anger and trembled in awe.

The ice crystals under the dragon's tail were like fireflies above the dust, and occasionally a few rays of red light could be seen, but after all, they failed to leave a complete corpse.

Lear took a few steps forward and waved his arm, and several small whirlwinds roared through the valley, and soon the road flooded with rubble and ice crystals was a smooth road again.

"Still run away by him. Lear looked at the dark red pool of blood beneath his feet, where there was a calf that had sunk completely into the ground and was unrecognizable.

This was the last price Gru would pay, but Lear didn't feel any relief from it, for the necromancer, the stump continuation was not a sophisticated spell, and it might be a little harder to recreate a calf for Gru with Sandru's power than to create a lich.

This time he faced death twice for each other's temptations, and Gru lost a calf and two Sky Feather Arrows, it is difficult to say who suffered, but this is undoubtedly a strong signal that the dispute between him and Sandru has officially started from this moment.

Hundreds of kilometers away in the western wilderness, the royal city of Tartaglia Nireel is like a giant beast dormant in the wasteland, its towering walls are its hard fur, its criss-crossing streets are its veins, and its guards and huge bed crossbows are its teeth.

Sadly, something is wrong with the beast's head right now.

"Where's that damn little magician now?What did Luncan eat?Why hasn't there been any news from Hermit City and along the road!?" Vestre's angry roar echoed throughout the palace hall, the thick columns and empty hall reversing his voice countless times, but no one answered his question.

Five days have passed since Gerwulf was defeated and fled to the mudstone fortress, but not a single remnant of the army has fled back to the royal capital, and no news has come back.

When West heard Gerwf mention that name, he still searched in his mind for a long time, how could a careerist like him seriously remember the name of a magic apprentice, but when he heard that the other party had brought an irresistible army, West almost jumped from the throne in shock, and then instantly remembered who Lear of Paloferdi was.

"Your Majesty, don't be impatient, General Ruken is a good fighter, the hermit city is strong and there is a hydra guard, there is no news back for a while, it may be that the battle situation is stalemate, not to mention that there is a witch from the side to help, and the hermit city is nearly a thousand kilometers away from the king, even if it is a quick whip to deliver the news, it will take a few days, maybe it will be here in the next two days, please rest assured." ”

It was the new Chancellor of the Exchequer, Viscount Wallenck, who was already in semi-retirement at the age of seventy, but because the Chancellor of the Exchequer was imprisoned for contradicting Vest some time ago, because the financial affairs of the kingdom were essentially handled by him before, and he had always had no position, Vest had to invite him out again.

It's just that as soon as the old viscount's voice fell, a cold snort that was neither yin nor yang sounded in the crowd.

"It seems that General Gerwulf has a different opinion. Valenque glanced at the man who had spoken, and instead of being angry, he kicked the ball with a groan, and then folded his hands in his sleeves as if he were listening.

"Old fox!" Gerwulf was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but snort in his heart, but he still walked out.

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