The unfinished battle unfolded in the deserted hall with the light of swords and flames, and Thor watched in shock as the girl who was just a tavern waitress yesterday had now become a strong man who surpassed herself. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

And now this strong man has left his mark on the body of the sheep-headed man Xiugus, the sharp long sword slashed across the side of Xiugus's face, even if the demon dodged very timely, but the wind pressure of the blade still cut through the demon's cheek, and the hot blood immediately dripped to the ground and burned one after another small black holes.

"I didn't expect to meet you here, Richard Birmingham. The sheep-headed man flapped his wings and looked at the owner of the sword light with a little surprise, the Ella nobleman who fought against him above the deep harbor, and the ally of the sword saint Simmel.

"I didn't expect to see you again, Shogoth!" Birmingham's pent-up anger turned into a blade that swung again, and the sword that broke through the air slashed towards Shoghgoth like a falling boulder.

"That's a pleasure. The claws of the sheep-headed Hughes wrapped in a stream of fire held Birmingham's sword, but the blood red coiled on the sword made the demon shudder from the depths of his soul, and the claws holding the sword loosened a little as the shudder struck, and this loosening brought Birmingham's continuous attacks.

For the first time, Thor had seen a sword technique that had completely subverted his perception, the tavern's hand holding the sword had let go of the long sword in his hand and allowed it to fall freely, while his empty hands had become the most powerful weapons, and his slender palms had no idea about the flames surging from the demon's body, imprinting his chest in the stunned gaze of Shugus.

As if he had been run over by a giant beast, Shogues's hard chest collapsed under this palm, and pungent blood poured out of the sheep-headed man's mouth, and this was just the beginning, his right palm was imprinted on his chest, and his left hand followed, and the overlapping palms of the two palms poured down with great power.

The sharp pain stimulated the demon's nerves, making it accelerate the frequency of flapping its wings, and the rolling hurricane instantly drove the demon's body to climb rapidly, dodging Birmingham's attack again, but it was just dodging, both palms were exhausted, just a short moment, the long sword had not yet landed, the white palm was already on the hilt, and the blue color suddenly grew on the sword.

"Phantom, double phantom!"

The ghostly body reappeared, and the sword-wielding man had already appeared in mid-air and landed in front of the demon's eyes.

"Phantom, Thousand Cracks!"

The extremely fast combo did not give people a chance to breathe, and the sword light of Wan Dao rushed down like a torrent.

The attack without gaps was like a rain and a gust of wind, completely subverting Shoggs's memory of Birmingham, but now he couldn't stop the ten thousand sword shadows that tore through the air rushing forward, and a trace of retreat also emerged in the demon's arrogant heart.

The claws waved, and the bloody mouth also gushed out a scorching red firestream, and the high temperature instantly swept the entire hall, the sultry and scorching heat made everyone involuntarily take steps towards the door, and the crimson fire flow collided with the ten thousand sword shadows at great speed, and the flying sparks and scattered sword light left indelible traces on this hall.

The sword move was fruitless, Birmingham didn't care, the double phantom body reappeared, and the floating posture suddenly fell to the ground, and the blue color of the long sword in his hand was diffuse and swirling, like a blue fire ignited on the sword.

The ghostly shadow made everyone look sideways, and the mid-level warrior Thor couldn't help but be afraid, the long blue hair was as dazzling as flying frost, and the sword shadow flowed, and the cold light sprinkled on the ground, falling in this quaint and flashy hall like a nobleman's dance.

"Valkyrie. ”

I don't know who the whisper came from, whether it was himself, or Finney, or the Black Tower, or someone else, although there was no way to know at the moment, but it seemed extremely appropriate, the posture of the Valkyrie, the blue shadow, everything stimulated the proud nerves of the young adventurer Thor, he couldn't believe that a tavern waiter could show such powerlessness, such fearless courage.

The intricate thoughts only lingered in Thor's mind for a moment, and the biting chill had already made the mid-level warrior have the idea of retreating, as if the air was filled with polar cold, and wisps of azure brilliance were revealed under the bright light.

The sword was as dazzling as a flame, but the sword qi that swung it was like coming from the depths of the polar region, the waiter in the tavern, Birmingham in the mouth of the demon clenched the long sword in his hand and slashed out one after another flying sword light.

"Finally!" the sheep-headed man Shugus opened his mouth in shock, and finally recognized that the long sword in the other party's hand was a symbol of the identity of a pillar of demon gods, and a concrete representation of the strength of the dark demon dragon, but why was it willing to be driven by mortals because it fell into the hands of mortals.

"You, what the hell is it!" Shuggus flapped his wings to dodge the sword aura containing the power of frost, and the question in his heart finally prompted the demon to ask how mortals could hold the magic sword of the abyss.

Faced with the question, Birmingham answered Shoggers' question with the long sword in his hand, his slender body accelerated in an instant, the blade of the sword was upside down, and the galloping sword cut a brilliant blue light galloped across the hall floor, accompanied by Birmingham's wind-like figure in Shogues's eyes instantly became clear.

The stinging wind swirled around Birmingham's body, and Shoggers narrowed his eyes and pressed down with sharp claws, and the crimson fire lingered between his claws, and the pungent sulfur scattered in all directions.

Birmingham's gallop stopped, but the dragging sword passed over the body, and the cold blade wrapped in azure light swung in a perfect arc, and the place where the arc stopped was where the claws struck.

The clash of swords and claws took place in an instant, followed by a violent collision.

Icy cold, blazing hot.

Two different forces poured into the bodies of Shogues and Birmingham along the blades and claws, the coldness of the frost that froze everything, the blazing heat of the demon burning everything, the intertwined collision of ice and fire tore everything around them, the old carpet turned into red powder and stirred in the air, and it was this extreme collision that made the sheep-headed man Hughgoth finally notice the strangeness of the opponent in front of him, after all, there was no mortal emotion in those sapphire-like eyes, some were just as cold as stone.

"Alchemy dolls!"

"That's right, it's a reward!" Birmingham pulled away a small smile, but it looked extremely mocking in Shogues's eyes.

The words were only for a moment, and the victory and defeat were also revealed at this time, and Birmingham's sword-wielding hand made a clicking sound, like a snapping gear turning rapidly, and the charm of the alchemy puppet appeared in front of Xiugus's eyes with the sound of the gear biting.

It was obviously a slender arm, and it was obviously a soft and boneless palm, but Xiugus felt a huge force pouring out from the blade, and the power of the arm that seemed to be like a girl was comparable to that of an adult orc, this is the alchemy puppet, this is the power beyond the physical body, but the price of obtaining such power is to abandon the identity of a mortal.

The great force accompanied by the blade of the sword, wrapped in a chill, broke through the crimson flames, shattered the claws of Shogoth, flesh and blood flew sideways, the cold light appeared, and the long sword poured more than once, and it continued to move forward, tearing apart Shogues's arm and slicing the demon's flapping wings.

The demon's flying body finally fell, splashing heavy dust, and the demon barely supported his broken body with the palm of his other hand, and the astonishment in his eyes was not concealed.

"It's not a mid-tier strength, and it's not an epic. ”

"Naturally it's not an epic, I'm just a mid-level warrior, an ordinary mid-level warrior. ”

"Ordinary, if alchemy dolls were ordinary things, then it wouldn't be unbelievable that I'm here. Shoggus the sheep-headed man still couldn't imagine standing in front of him an alchemy doll, a product that was once recognized as blasphemous.

"It's ironic that demons care about blasphemy. ”

"Hahaha, yes, what qualifications do demons have to say blasphemous, after all, their existence is blasphemy. At this moment, Hughes was laughing at himself as a demon, and the strange situation made Birmingham stop the long sword in his hand.

"Tell me, Shuggus, why are you still here!" Birmingham snapped into questioning why the demon, who was supposed to be back in the abyss, was still stuck in the mortal world.

"Is that your question, Birmingham, and I think the man behind you wants more to know the answer than you do. ”

Birmingham, the man in Shogues's mouth, couldn't help but know that it was Ella's Bloody Earl, the current Scout Captain Luvia.

"Nice head, it seems that demons are not all synonymous with stupidity. Count Luvia spoke appreciatively, though this compliment sounded more sarcastic.

"Fool, it's best for you to put it on you, this place is Violet's territory, Earl of Ella. Shogues looked directly at Count Louvia, and the mockery in his eyes made the bloody count feel a little uneasy, and this uneasiness turned into a sudden sharp pain in his chest.

The blade of the sword passed through his chest, soaking his clothes, and Luvia looked back in disbelief to see the face of the tavern owner Ruble covered in shadows, the glory of the white knight can't withstand the erosion of time after all, even just a year is enough to wear out the ambition of a knight, I am afraid that it is precisely because of this that Herman, who is also a white knight, chose to use adventure to keep the fire that is about to be extinguished in his heart.

"No one can refuse the devil's deal, no one!" the sheep-headed man roared wildly, the blood foam in his mouth pierced into everyone's heart like a spike, this is the pride of being a demon, even Birmingham has made a deal with the devil, and is now working hard to achieve this deal.