The Twin Blades Ranger is a professional who wins with speed and agility, and Durant chooses to compete with a berserker unless his head rusts off. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Sure enough, the Twin Blade Ranger quickly adjusted his strategy, and he began to wander around Angel's father.

"Cunning Durant boy, what other tricks would you have than to slip like a loach?" The owner of the purgatory bar had a poisonous snake in his mouth as always, but it didn't seem to have any effect. For two people who have dueled many times and are still evenly matched. Such an opponent is too well understood. Such a little trick is practically useless. But each time the two duels will repeat themselves.

With a hula, one of Durant's scimitars of the Twin Knife Ranger erupted with pale blue flames. From now on, the Twin Blade Ranger becomes a magic knife hand. The magic knife in his hand burst into flames. It quickly became hot inside the barrier. The flaming magic knife forced Angel, who was holding purgatory, to retreat again and again because of his father.

"Cowardly Durant boy, don't try to force me to admit defeat with a black iron weapon, I won't let you succeed. Father Angelin, who had a loud voice, took out a small shield from behind him. "Don't think you're the only one with magic weapons, I have too. This is also a black iron level magic shield. ”

With a buzz, the small purple shield of the slap became as huge as a halfling's shield in the hands of the owner of the Purgatory Bar. It protected half of the tall berserker's body.

There was a cheer from the crowd watching from the periphery of the enchantment, and those who bought Durant and won secretly screamed pity. Every duel inevitably has a bet. This time, both people have a similar win-loss ratio. Because the two have tried many times in a row, and almost every time it ended in a draw.

The halfling shield in the hands of the owner of the Purgatory Bar shimmered with a reddish glow, and it was a black iron-level magical armor.

"Medusa's gaze!" exclaimed from the crowd, "Oh my God, has the Purgatory Bar made a fortune, where did Daddy Angelin get the magic shield?"

"It's just an imitation, it's a flawed imitation, the real Medusa's gaze is a legendary magic shield, where a berserker can use it. In the shadow of the crowd, a woman in a cloak said, "A true legendary magic shield must require magic to use. At the very least, you need mage-level magic to do it. ”

The duel took a dramatic turn, with the twin blade ranger Geraint's magic knives emitting blazing flames, and the soaring momentum was blocked by Medusa's gaze shield that suddenly appeared. The emotions in the crowd were mobilized. The two have drawn so many times. Did it end in a draw this time?

The gambling in the gladiatorial arena is usually a great income, and it must be Mrs. Salit who can sit in the bank. The duel has been going on so far, and no bets have been collected. The sudden appearance of magic weapons and magic shields makes the duel a new variable.

"Durant's magic weapon is nothing more than an apprentice-level black iron weapon, blessed with a simple burst of flame. Beneath the cloak of shadows, a voice said, "Medusa's gaze is different. It was a legendary magic shield. It solidifies three legendary magics. I just don't know what kind of magic this flawed imitation on the berserker's hand is blessed with. “

Morgriette trembled nervously, and he took out all his net worth to buy a draw, which was the safest thing to do. It's not a lot to win, but at least it's not a loss. Now it seems that there is an element of uncertainty. "Come on, Angel because of you old thing. ”

Mowglitte's forehead, as well as his vest, began to sweat. Actually, it's not hot at all right now. Morgaret was too nervous. If he still had Kim Moore on hand, Morgaret would definitely buy Angelin and lose. It's a pity that Mrs. Salit doesn't accept bets anymore. Until now, Medusa's gaze in the Berserker's hands had not moved at all, except to fend off the attacks of the Twin Blade Rangers.

"Doesn't it have any other tricks than to get bigger?" said Morgritte in the crowd, who nodded along with it. "That's it, old Anjeyne, cut off his head with your purgatory. Someone in the crowd shouted.

"Maybe he simply couldn't control Medusa's gaze. A voice inside the black cloak below the impact said. Every time she said something, she hit the nail on the head, and now everyone was looking forward to her speaking and analyzing the possibility of a duel, after all, most people bet on it here. The outcome of the duel is at stake in everyone's pocketbook.

"Well, this is an ordinary shield. At least it's sturdy, isn't it? Able to withstand attacks from a magic weapon. Someone in the crowd said.

No matter how the crowd provoked, Daddy Angelin always used that Medusa gaze as an ordinary shield. It glows faintly reddish in the sun, the shield is tall, and the front is a Medusa head, full of beauty and art, it looks slender and full of wild power, no matter how you look at it, it is not an ordinary shield.

Bang, the power of magic exploded on Medusa's gaze, and Angel was burned off a lot of Daddy's fiery red hair. If Angelin's father was twenty years younger, the mere act of burning his hair would make him desperate to be beaten. That red hair has been something that Daddy Angelin can boast about all his life. Anyone who has ever been to Hell's Bar knows that the owner of Hell's Bar is Daddy Angeline from Yorkshire, and his fiery red hair is a testament to that.

With a bang, Durant's magic weapon attacked Medusa's gaze again, and Durant became more and more courageous, although he only had one magic weapon, he was already unstoppable.

"I'm fighting with you. The tall berserker roared, and the half-body shield in his hand swept through the air like a hammer.

The Ranger Durant, who was armed with two knives, took a few steps back slightly, and dodged this attack.

Angel's father's loud wheezing sound could be heard by anyone outside the barrier. Durant raised his twin knives and quickly recited a spell in his mouth. A burst of yellow light sank into his legs.

"Swift Technique, look at it quickly, it's a Black Iron level Swift Technique. Someone in the crowd screamed.

"New here, Ranger Durant's swiftness has long been at the Black Iron level. What's all the fuss. Someone looked at the person who was making a fuss with contempt.