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Baroque raised his leg and took a step forward, where he had stood, the stone slabs on the ground were crumbling like spider webs. Tipton's full blow did not hurt the Baroque body, and the three wolf phantom beast eggs on his chest did not know what to do, and those violent powers were magically transferred to his feet, and only the thunder and lightning power of Odin Thunder Eagle was swallowed up by the purple lightning in the Baroque Soul Sea.

Tipton's Phantom Crystal Armor was destroyed, and he only had the strength of his own mid-level Fighting Spirit Warrior at this time, while Baroque had suffered some injuries and his chest bones were shattered, but he had not lost the ability to fight back. The erect pupils shone with cruelty and madness, looking at Tipton who flinched in fear...... And his guards.

"Defend me, damn fool......" Tipton stepped back in a panic, shouting at the guards, his only battle gone, and he was terrified at the horrified orcs.

The guards had just been wounded by the Baroque, and when they heard their master's call, they barely stood up to meet the orcs. Baroque smiled evilly, took out two giant axes from the storage ring, and slashed at them with both hands. He and those human guards were temporarily unable to use their fighting energy, and could only fight for their own strength. For the powerful orcs, wielding two steel giant axes weighing a hundred catties is simply not something that ordinary humans can resist.

With the crisp sound of metal, the long swords in the hands of the guards were smashed one after another, and the giant axe in Baroque's hand continued to castrate, sweeping past the two closest guards, and before they could make a sound, their bodies were cut in half. The others behind were horrified and retreated, and Baroque chased after him, headless and brainless, just slashing, and several guards were killed. Tipton, protected by the guards, turned around and ran, and Baroque looked at his figure that was already more than ten feet away, sneered, and threw a giant axe fiercely.

The two magicians who walked out of the library with Tipton hurriedly cast earth-based magic to form two [earthen walls] several feet thick to block. After the great axe smashed through the first earthen wall, it was eventually resisted by the other one behind. At this time, Baroque also killed all ten of Tipton's guards, and when he saw that the giant axe was blocked, he shouted angrily, and threw the giant axe in his left hand out, and cursed in his mouth: "Tipton, don't run away like a rabbit, you must die here today." ”

The two magicians spared no effort to protect Tipton, and once again they cast their magic against the great axe, but they seemed to forget...... A magician who doesn't have any guards around to protect him is actually very vulnerable. Baroque's great axe attracted all their energy, so much so that when Baroque pulled out more than a dozen short throwing spears from his storage ring and threw them at them, they had no time to react.

The two screams came to an abrupt end, and the poor magician fell to the ground. By this time, Tipton had burst through the door of the library, shouting for help in an attempt to lure out the rest of the library. Baroque had learned the secrets of his body, and he didn't want to expose them until he had enough strength, then Tipton would have to die.

The body shook, the Baroque was overdrawn, and the broken bones in the chest seemed to be somewhat misaligned. He had to leave here as soon as possible to heal his injuries, otherwise he wouldn't be able to leave at all once he alarmed the high-level magicians of the academy. Gritting his teeth, he took out a magic arrow seven or eight feet long and the thickness of his arm, and threw it at Tipton who entered the library corridor as a throwing spear.

Baroque is not a magician, and he cannot stimulate the demon-breaking power of magic arrows, but because the arrows themselves are mixed with a lot of pure gold and are extremely sharp, they still burst out with enough power under his huge throwing. The corridor of the library was a little narrow, and when Tipton heard a strange noise behind him, he realized the danger and hurriedly ducked, but he couldn't move from side to side. There was a desperate light in his eyes, and he was pierced by the arm-thick crossbow arrow that pierced his left side of his body.

The people in the library were finally alarmed, and the magicians came out one after another to check what was going on, and Baroque sighed outside, and didn't have time to confirm whether Tipton was dead or not, so he turned around and left without hesitation.

His worries were unnecessary, although the magic crossbow arrow was slightly dodged by Tipton's sideways, but the crossbow arrow was too thick, piercing the left shoulder blade, too close to the heart, so that an artery was torn and blood gushed out, and when the magicians rushed to stop the bleeding and treat him, Tipton's blood was almost gone.

Ten Fighting Warrior Guards, two magicians, and Earl Tipton, who had phantom crystal armor, were all killed, and when the magicians came out, they only had time to see a figure ...... disappear far away.

Baroque had just rushed out of the magic academy, his body was weak for a while, and his feet fell to the ground weakly. The injuries he suffered were not light at all, and although it was not advisable to stay here for a long time, he had to treat himself with the secret techniques of the shaman first, otherwise the broken bones in his chest would be terrible if they hurt his internal organs.

Baroque used his soul power and prepared to perform the secret magic of the witch doctor, but he was taken aback by the situation in the soul sea, even if he was uncomfortable and wanted to vomit blood, he couldn't help but scold: "It's so hateful, Hebrewonian wolf...... You vampires, insatiable ......!"

It turned out that after Baroque had devoured all the power of Tipton's Phantom Crystal Armor, the purple thunderbolt in his soul sea that was as thin as a hair had increased his strength by more than ten times, which made him happy, knowing that his strength was finally about to break through. But now I suddenly found that the purple thunder and lightning with the thickness of the little thumb had actually shrunk significantly, and it had become as weak as a few hairs again. There is no need to think about it at all, only the Hebrew Don wolf family needs to absorb the purple electric power to nourish, taking advantage of the short gap of the Baroque's murder and extermination, they were all greedily absorbed, if it weren't for the fact that the purple electric power was brought from the earth by the Baroque, and it would never disappear if it was completely fused with him, I am afraid that the last trace would also be snatched away by the Don wolves!

The three phantom eggs swam more happily in his chest, and Baroque clearly felt like children grimacing at themselves...... The tonic effect of purple power is so amazing that the three guys, who were almost dead eggs, have already appeared in their own consciousness.

The silver wolf tattoo on the arm twisted, shining with a faint silver light, and a small wolf head abruptly rose from the arm. The little wolf actually knew that he was embarrassed, and with a hint of the cowardice of the child who had done something wrong, he said with a grin: "Baroque, you can't use that magical power for the time being, but it is like a miracle medicine for us Hebrewonian wolves." Don't you see that my three younger brothers have developed their own sanities, and my strength has grown a lot, and now I can help you. ”

"Little bastard with no conscience, didn't you say you could help me? I've got more than a dozen broken bones all over my body, can you take me out of here?"

"Of course, look at me. The little wolf's head retracted, and then the silver tattoo writhed like mercury, gradually spreading downward, wrapping Baroque's legs below the knee joint, the silver light flashed, and Baroque was pleasantly surprised to find that a layer of fine armor appeared on his legs and feet, and a magical power surged in his body. This feeling was still experienced when he ventured to kill Prince Alvin, when the silver wolf turned into an armored fist and caused him to deliver a terrifying blow.

There is no doubt that the little wolf's strength has really increased a lot, it was only able to turn into a fist gauntlet, and now it can wrap all the places below the knee joint of both legs.

Baroque stood up with ease with just a slight push on the ground. His legs seemed to have wings, and without much strength, he let him fly and run wildly, like a gust of wind.

The tribesmen obeyed his instructions and went out of the city to wait for him outside the city, otherwise they would have died and rushed back knowing that Baroque was in danger. And the frost wolf Lark followed Baroque's instructions and ran out of the city with Celine on his back. He needed to join his people as soon as possible, or it would cause unnecessary trouble if those guys ran back to him regardless of it.

Baroque rushed out of the city, he didn't know that just now, when the silver wolf turned into two-legged armor, more than ten miles south of the city of Padya, the wind scout of the Apocalypse Holy See who was wandering around, looking for traces of the Hebrewonian wolf, suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the city of Padya, and then the corners of his mouth showed a happy smile, muttering: "Very good, finally appeared again!" The transparent phantom armor wings behind him flapped, making him fly into the sky like a sharp sword, galloping towards the city of Padya..................!

Baroque, who didn't realize the impending crisis, ran out of the city gate smoothly, his speed was so fast that the city guards guarding the gate did not see him at all, only felt a gust of wind blowing, but still made the city guards shout in fear to warn. Not long ago, a terrifying giant wolf rushed out with a woman furiously killing the guards, and now any disturbance is unsettling. Fortunately, Baroque just wanted to leave quickly, and the guards were able to save their lives.

He and his people agreed to meet in a small forest outside the city, and they met unexpectedly halfway through. Knowing that Baroque was in danger, the tribesmen immediately wanted to go back to help him, but they were overjoyed to see Baroque running from afar. Celine, who was in tears of concern just now, pounced on Baroque and whined his chest: "You orc bastard, you scared me to death!"

Baroque 'hissed' and screamed: "Don't hit me, my sternum is broken." Celine was startled, and when she looked up, she saw blood oozing from the corners of Baroque's mouth, and she couldn't help but panic: "Baroque, are you okay......?"

The phantom beast armor on his leg disappeared silently, still turning into a wolf-shaped tattoo attached to Baroque's arm. In fact, the silver wolf can already exist on its own, but the power of the Baroque has greatly benefited it, and of course it depends on him.

Seeing that the clansmen were a little flustered, Baroque patted Celine on the back, looked up at Barrotan and smiled: "It's okay, I was slightly injured, and I will recover in a few days." Let's get out of here at once, I'll kill Earl Tipton, and those Odria people are going mad. ”

Naturally, the clansmen had no objections, and at this moment, Celine could not say goodbye to her relatives and friends, so she reluctantly rode on Lac's back with Baroque, and they soon left the city of Padya.

........................ Dividing line ..................

"Damn, the breath of the Hebrewonian wolf is gone again!" Baroque had only been away for a quarter of an hour when the Scouts of the Apocalypse appeared outside the city where they had finally landed. After the silver wolf returned from his armor state to a wolf-like tattoo, his aura was obscured by the power of Baroque's body, making the Wind Scout unable to find a trace again, which made him chagrined!

"The breath of the old Hebrewonian wolf is no longer felt, and he is probably dead. This wolf aura is still very vibrant, and it should be left by one of his descendants. The wind scout muttered to himself, comforting himself: "The little wolf cub is still too immature to cover up, and it will always release its breath again, and it can't run...... The Hebrew Wolf Phantom Beast, as well as the Phantom Crystal of the Ancient and Terrifying Old Don Wolf, will all be my ...... in the end!"