Episode 27 Chapter 2

"Do you think you'll have a chance to see later?"

Caliveran also smiled, "Your Royal Highness, we naturally know about your heroic appearance against the White Tiger, but it is the help of seventy percent of Maya's top masters, not your credit alone, although I don't know why those idiots like to engage in personality cults so much, but don't you really think that you are invincible in the world, then adults will be very disappointed." [Full text reading]"

Caliver smiled, Caesar was even happier, in fact, this is the case, ordinary people will feel that Caesar is extremely strong, and even the Quartet Divine Beast can be killed, and the masters will look for a lot of objective reasons, the first time to fight the White Tiger, it is because of the help of top masters such as Calasso, and Caesar is at most picking up the wallet, the second time the White Tiger is already a waste of firewood, and his strength has been greatly reduced, and in addition, there is a magician to play with his life, and it is normal for Caesar to win, so to sum up, Caesar is just a stronger Sword Saint, for them, this is normal, and no one will believe that Caesar is really strong to the level of the Quartet Divine Beast。

Of course, those who have seen Caesar's rampage are a different matter.

And those talents are Caesar's real opponents, the sea dragon king Calasso, the Ottoman prince, and even Edfamen, for a smart person like Edfamen, he definitely thinks that the mind can rule the world, and the strong also have weaknesses, although Caesar is strong enough, but he can still kill him if he is well prepared, but if he is well prepared, it is indeed a headache.

With all that said, let's surprise me a little. ”

Caesar's personality is like this, he will not go berserk easily, so he doesn't care much about the other party's provocation, and if it were replaced by Kao, he would have already picked up the axe and cut it.

Apparently Caliveran was very upset with Caesar's composure, and that was a contempt for him.

Califlan longs for power and power, but in the face of the born Caesar, everything he struggles for is so small. How unfair it is that someone can be born with a country and be taught by a sword master and a mage.

"Zaf, surprise our Prince Caesar. ”

Master Liver!"

Zap, who had been silent behind Calliver, let out a deep voice and ripped off his black robe, revealing his shocking body.

...... It's not a human anymore.

"Haha, Your Highness the Prince. Speaking of Zaf, he is also from Cagliari, but it's a pity, he was born relatively cheaply, and if he wants to live, he has to pay a lot of price, and it is the honor of his eight lifetimes to be able to fight with His Royal Highness the Prince today, Zaf, change!"

Zafu snapped in response, the slow but heavy incantation continued, and his body began to twist and deform strangely. Needless to say, the pain and horror of the expression are mixed with wonderful pleasure.

In a moment, a living person was transformed into a long sword like a flesh, and the other end of the sword fused into Califland's hand.

"I heard that the Triumphant Sword of Cagliari is one of the divine weapons in the world, I don't know how it will be compared to my human weapon. ”

Caesar looked at the two of them very calmly, and that kind of gaze made the somewhat smug Califlan very unhappy.

"You are pathetic. ”

This is Caesar's answer.

This phrase lit Califland like a fuse. He flaunted and provoked for a long time, but he got such an answer, and the whole person was about to explode.

Roar......

Roaring like a beast, a fierce fighting spirit ignited from Caliveran's body, "Hey, hey, hey, respected prince, you're going to pay for your words, there's nothing great about fighting spirit!"

To Caesar's surprise this time, this guy's fighting spirit actually entered the holy realm, but it was not pure golden fighting energy, it was dark. And the attributes are a bit more mixed. But the realm is unquestionable.

Califlan roared wildly to raise his fighting spirit, this little bunny dared to defy him, and he must make him pay. Let these so-called high-ranking nobles pay the price.

"Kill!"

A burst of applause, a thunderbolt on the ground, Califlan lightning sprint, and the human stick weapon was cut off on the head, don't underestimate the magic sword that Zaver transformed, this kind of spell, the perfect combination of alchemy and the human body to create a life weapon is N grades higher than lifeless steel, in this regard, Califlan is indeed a genius.

Before entering the spell circle, Caliveran was not only a warrior with great potential, but also a high-level alchemist, but because of some things, he chose darkness and revenge.

He didn't regret it, and he didn't want to complain about fate, but what he liked most was to strangle a royal family like Caesar, who thought he had not suffered.

- Crazy Sword Slash.

The strong fighting spirit pierced the space and slashed towards Caesar with a piercing whistling sound, his swordsmanship was full of murderous aura, there was no orthodox taste of a normal Sanctuary master at all, the sword went sideways to kill, and the crazy aura instantly filled the space.

One sword, two swords, three swords...... The vertical and horizontal sword aura enveloped Caesar, and at the same time, compared to Califra's crazy attacks, his combat skills were not chaotic at all, but were stimulated by Caesar to a peak, the magic sword in his right hand slashed wildly, while his left hand was forming a curse seal.

- Practice the Sky Demon Roar!

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Skulls appeared in his left hand and rushed to the soles of Caesar's feet, which was a spell that could devour flesh and fighting spirit, and Caesar had been completely suppressed by him, and he had no backhand power at all.

Sure enough, the roar of the Practicing Sky Demon poured in and out of the roar of death, and he couldn't stop, he couldn't give the opponent a chance, Califran knew that the opponent was a sword master, and he was also a demon martial arts dual cultivator, but he never thought that more was useful, what he swung out was combat power, and what he had in his stomach was a straw bag.

Caesar, who was roared by the Sky Demon, really had a decrease in his fighting spirit, and his attack strengthened vigorously, Caesar was a sword saint after all, and he must not give up the opportunity to seize his carelessness!

-- Heaven and earth!

Another sword was cut down, it seemed that Caesar only had the power to resist, and under the fighting spirit, the magic sword suddenly turned into a huge net, trapping Caesar in it, and Za Fu's body also had a spell in Shandong.

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Caliveran suppressed the surprise in his heart and sealed his hands, which was specially prepared by the sorcerer to deal with the inhuman masters of defense and toughness.

- **Demon Killing Array!

Califlan's hands were immediately dripping with blood, and blood spells were drawn on Zafu's body, making the entire array more consolidated, and the mana kept pouring in, even the Heavenly King Lao Tzu now has nowhere to escape!

Until the spell seal was completed, Caesar did not make a threatening attack, and Califra finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the ball in front of him, and suddenly laughed wildly and grabbed Caesar!

It only takes one day for Califland to be famous!

This kind of human-based spell is taboo, and everyone who pays is quite amazing, and as a medium, the person must be voluntary, and he must have a strong enough strength, which is unattainable, but Zafu is completely in line, this is fate!

Zafu gave up his qualifications as a man, and his only requirement was to kill, kill the royal family, the nobles!

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