Chapter Seventy-Three: Post-War Conflicts
"Disgusting human emotions, get out of my way!" Bryce in the void let out a terrible howl, no longer regaining his grace, his whole body was like a candle in the heat of the high, wailing in the bright light of the ball of light, the contract circle made a sound of glass shattering, Bryce's figure disappeared after letting out an unwilling roar, "Damn human boy, wait for my endless revenge!"
"Hehe, you have the ability to crawl out of hell and bite me!" Chenxi snorted disdainfully. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Bryce left, and the power that pulled Leon's soul finally disappeared, and those twisted and dirty parts also volatilized a little under the illumination of the light, but finally returned to Leon's body.
"Boy, let's go, you're tossing too much to attract each other's attention!" Bai Ze suddenly urged.
Dawn also knew the consequences of this kind of god-level powerhouse fighting without scruples, you must know that Esau's deity was here, destroying his spiritual imprint at such a close distance, and it was strange not to alarm him to come. Leon was unconscious at this time, and Han Sayer was also in a very unstable state because of the contamination of demonic qi and the strong impact on his heart.
"Raymond, get under control of Hansel, let's get back!" Dawn beckoned. Then rushed to the front to pick up Leon, and Hansel was just about to stop but was hit by Raymond's shield, languished and fell to the ground, and was immediately carried away together. Everyone didn't speak, knowing that a big battle had already attracted the attention of all parties, so it was better to hide in a safe place first.
"Human boy, come here!" the Goblin Brothers, dressed in fancy gear, beckoned from a short distance. Dawn looked at each other and nodded, and then followed the team of exaggerated goblins into the cave. At the end, the goblin threw a grenade-like object at the ground, and a strange wave came out, masking the breath of several people. Immediately, the cave closed, and several people entered the underground space one after another.
Not long after everyone disappeared, a majestic momentum descended into the sky, and Esau, who had already achieved a divine body, was like an ordinary middle-aged uncle, wearing a shabby linen gown, pacing in the air, patrolling the dilapidated field after the battle. This unexpected god-level duel was beyond the expectations of all forces, and even the queen who sent Leon didn't expect things to turn out like this. The conflict came and went quickly, although it was just a demon king projection and a werewolf ancestor's mark that collided and clashed. But the stimulation of the people around him is very great, there is no way, the god-level confrontation is really abrupt in this era of the end of the law. Especially now in the Black Forest, it is a special time on the eve of the decisive battle.
As soon as a few jungle rangers arrived, they found this strange middle-aged uncle in the center of the field, although they couldn't feel any spiritual power fluctuations from him, but the appearance of an ordinary person at this time and place itself meant that things were not normal.
"You ......"
Esau casually raised his fingers, and several rangers exploded into a pile of flesh before they could finish speaking, and only one of them was directly detained in front of Esau. The Werewolf Ancestor stretched out a finger, and the long nail pierced the Ranger's forehead and plunged into the frontal lobe of the other's brain.
"How can it be so hard for a bunch of annoying bugs to do something undisturbed?" Esau muttered to himself. The ranger in his hand fell to the ground, and after a convulsion, turned into a somewhat deformed werewolf. After a few brief questions and answers, the details of the council and the family team were exposed.
"Whoosh......" A fallen leaf in the forest easily passed through the deformed werewolf, and the wood-based spiritual power attached to the leaf immediately sucked this former ranger into a dry corpse, and slowly collapsed under the blowing of the forest wind. The Finn warrior strode forward, and without saying a word, the wooden spear in his hand glowed with a turquoise glow and stabbed straight at Esau.
The werewolf ancestor jumped away with a nimble that was completely inconsistent with his size, glanced at the knight of the Lancelot family who was unhurriedly following the Finn warrior, and walked away without hesitation. The samurai didn't stop it, and this is not a good place for a decisive battle, the two strongest combat forces in the team are here, and it is inevitable that the team will lose, glanced down at the battlefield, felt the strong smell of hell in the air, and couldn't help frowning deeply.
"It's a demon king-level existence, but it's a big guy, it's really getting more and more lively here!" Lancelot Knight said casually, as if he was tasting the taste of a meal, "Lancelot Family Cap, the latest generation of Lake Knights." I don't know if you're ......"
"Finn Warrior, Lores. I don't really like you Frenchmen, so it's better not to mess with me!" the samurai gave Cap a nonchalant look, then turned to leave.
"It's a real headache to have a companion who doesn't like it, and it seems that this time I came was a little inconsiderate!" Cap chuckled softly as he looked in the direction Lores had left.
At this time, Chenxi and the others were completely unaware of the turbulence on the ground, but followed behind the goblin unhurriedly, unlike the previous narrow in the corridor, and they came to an underground hall not far down, which should have been changed by a natural pit, and a few people were not too depressed here.
"No problem, will we be overtaken by them?" Dawn asked the goblin at the end, Bren's experience was not long ago, and with the strength of the magic flute, he could find the traces he left behind, let alone the god-level Esau.
"Don't worry at all, our equipment was left over from when we served in the royal capital. We have been blessed with some special powers by the God King, as long as the other party's strength does not reach the God King, we will not be able to track us!" replied the Goblin.
"Nabulun ......"
"Our equipment is usually sealed in underground warehouses, otherwise it would have rotted long ago. Everyone has been looking forward to the day when they can return to the group, so that they can wear it and go home in a beautiful way, and they will not use it normally! Moreover, Boss Bren saved you, and he was not recognized by everyone, so ......"
The goblin's words touched Dawn even more, and the equipment that was brought out when they were exiled back then may have already become the spiritual sustenance of this poor group, and the meaning is no longer as simple as a set of equipment. Thinking about it, these goblins are now wearing awkward-looking equipment, after thousands of years of torture, their bodies and spirits have undergone tremendous changes, and their shriveled bodies can no longer support the clothes they were back then, which makes them look like naughty children stealing adult clothes, but Dawn has only sadness in her heart.