Dilumudo stood there silently, silent. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Over the long years, he had become accustomed to this waiting.

Bearing the kindness of Angus to nurture and reshape his body, he has guarded this place for thousands of years as a price, silently waiting for the arrival of the end of the law, and his heart has long been free of resentment.

However, ants are still stealing life, let alone cultivators who are accustomed to endless life. He couldn't avoid the loss of spiritual power by sleeping down, so he had to use this way of working without effort to accumulate the capital for himself to survive in the catastrophe of the end of the law.

"Teacher, what should we do?" Hines waited for a moment and was a little impatient, after all, the legendary immortal fountain was not far away, and such a temptation was enough to drive many people crazy.

Ian fell silent, Dilumudo was right, his spells were no threat to the other party. And once this legendary warrior is completely angered, then the other party definitely has the strength to kill himself on the spot. There was a long stone bridge between them, but that distance meant nothing to a legendary samurai.

"It's really incompetent, I wanted to follow you to save some trouble. I didn't expect you to be so weak that you couldn't even deal with a small guard!" a gruff voice came from behind Ian, with a cacophony of grinding teeth. The old druid couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"Who?" Ian exclaimed, slightly flustered, as he quickly dodged to add a transparent spell barrier to himself.

"Waste, put away your flashy spells, if I really wanted to kill you, you would have already been dismantled. The speaker did not hide his form in the slightest, and a tall and mighty giant man slowly walked to the edge of the bridge. The wide hood of the monk's robe has been removed, revealing the image of an Arab.

Dawn and Hansel stood in front of the crystal mirror with strange expressions, just because this big man was very familiar to both of them, and it was Esau, the ancestor of the werewolves.

"He's really here, in this way!" said Hansel, relieved.

"Otherwise, at least in his opinion, the Fountain of Youth is the only thing that can lift him from this cursed state. So, he had to come. Chenxi stabilized her mind and said slowly: "But mixing in the forces of the Isle of Man is also a good move. ”

"In the Black Forest, he lost the help of Ruilin, and the only way to enter the Marne Realm was to find another way. And no matter who wants to open the Divine Domain, the local forces of the Isle of Man will definitely not stand idly by. So, he arrived early in the morning and blended in with the Isle of Man Guard. "Hansel is not a stupid person, and he understands what happened when he hears Chenxi.

"I'm afraid he won't be a match for Dilumudo, I've fought him on the Black Forest gimbal. His power wasn't too terrifying, and it didn't quite match his name as the werewolf ancestor!" Hansel added.

Before he could finish his words, he saw in the mirror image that Esau had torn the monk's robes from his body, and slashed at Dilumudo with two double-edged axes.

......The exchange of axes and spears caused a loud roar, and the two held each other for a moment before entering a fast-paced battle. After a while, the two separated, and Dilumudo's chest was torn diagonally by a giant axe, but there was no blood flowing out. And Hansel was also pierced through his left arm by the spear of the Yellow Rose.

"Oh no, the wound from that spear can't heal. Hines opened his mouth to say. In his opinion, as long as he can solve Dilumudo, this is the only stubborn stone that hinders everyone from embarking on the path of immortality. As for the others, we all have the same purpose for the time being, don't we?

But unfortunately, things did not go the way he imagined, and the wound on Hansel's shoulder slowly recovered as before, and the weapon effects that the wound could not heal did not seem to work on him. The same change was taking place in Dilumudo on the other side, and the terrible wound on his chest was quickly restored.

"Dawn, what's going on?" Kevin asked, a little puzzled.

Dawn was silent for a while, he had fought with Esau, and he knew something about this werewolf ancestor.

"Esau's body recovers much faster than it should be, so the spear's characteristics should be working, but it's not as good as the werewolf's body healing power in terms of priority. "After all, this ability to restore comes from the curse of the Hebrew god Yahweh." And the Spear of the Yellow Rose is nothing more than a weapon forged by a druid!"

"Nadilumudo's healing power is thought to be the effect of the Fountain of Youth, and it seems that it is not easy to defeat him within the range of the spring. Kevin also added thoughtfully.

"Hey, that's interesting!" Esau, who was at the scene, naturally noticed this, and instead of feeling troubled by this, he deepened his understanding of the power of the spring.

Dilumudo couldn't help frowning, the strange creature in front of him, half human, half wolf, gave him an extremely awkward feeling. The werewolf's body was not formed by magic, so the Bloodbrier's demon-breaking effect had no effect. And the other party's strange recovery ability also made his Yellow Rose Spear lose its due strength.

"Strange creatures, how the hell did you come about?" Dilumudo lived in a time when there were no such creatures as werewolves, so he was unaware of this famous monster that wreaked havoc on the entire Middle Ages in Europe. But the instinct of battle still made him put away his two spears and replaced them with an exaggerated two-handed greatsword.

"Hey, what kind of trick is this?" Esau muttered a little confused, and then rushed back unconcernedly.

A powerful "bang......" sound was heard, and the werewolf's massive body was knocked back at an even faster speed. After landing on the ground, he looked at Dilumudo, whose body had more than doubled, in disbelief.

"It's the warlike warfare of the Norse barbarians, who can continue to be rational. Is it the effect of that great sword, you have a lot of good things!" The werewolf's chest cavity was dented, but it was recovering at a faster pace.

"A bunch of idiots, who wanted to save some spiritual power. Yours flies have completely me off......" Dilumudo roared, and it seemed that this frenzy inevitably affected some of his emotions, making him irritable and irritable.

"Kill ......," Dilumu shouted, pulling out a one-handed sword with a two-way blade that had been hanging from his waist in his right hand, and swung it in the direction of the werewolf and the Isle of Man guards at great speed.

A terrifying force erupted from him, and a large blade phantom flashed through the void.