The square fell into a deathly silence, and the people stopped strife, staring at the dazzling fireballs with their eyes, feeling the scorching waves with their bodies, and listening with their ears to the crackling of the burning tree trunks,......

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Jack couldn't see what the fireball had burned his daughter into, but he knew that a flame of vengeance was burning inside him, and he hated himself for not being able to protect his loved ones, and even more so for the clergy who had taken Aldwin away from him. Despite their lack of blood relationship, he had always treated Aldwin as if he were his own daughter, so he chose to swallow his grief and look at Stark with a bloodthirsty glow.

At this time, Vivien was already holding her staff aloft, and the end of the staff gradually condensed into a lake-blue vortex, which looked like the clear water of the lake.

"[Quantan Rain Curtain]!"

Just as Vivien was about to cast a spell to extinguish the fireball, a magnetic male voice suddenly came from the fireball: "Hey, that ugly monster in a purple robe and a pointed hat, you are dying!"

Vivien was stunned by this cold voice, there was someone in the fireball!?

"What about you, why don't you put down the staff in your hand and want to be electrocuted!?"

Now everyone heard clearly, the square was in an uproar, under the gaze of thousands of eyes, only to see that the hot fireball disappeared with time, but the crackling sound was even louder, and then a silver-blue light replaced the bright red of the fireworks, and then, a shocking scene was revealed in front of everyone's eyes!

It was a wall of lightning woven by silver flashing electricity, and through the wriggling "cracks" could be seen a young man in an inky robe, with black hair and black eyes, his palms pressed against the thunder wall, and the corners of his mouth raised a smile of joy after completing his purpose—behind him, the persecuted Aldwin was still nailed to the trunk of a willow tree, looking at his majestic back with tears in his eyes.

The townsfolk were all boiling, and the Church Guards and Imperial Army were shocked to close their mouths......

"Turns out those crackling sounds weren't caused by the flames scorching the trunks!" Baines said, pointing to the Thunder Wall.

"Look, everyone, it's our benefactor!!" Lieutenant Carney was shaking with excitement.

And Barbale was full of horror: "My mother, that is actually a thunder fortress! Vivien, don't be flustered, look at it!"

Barbale must have been frightened, otherwise how could he see the anger on Vivien's face as stunned?

That's right, Vivien was very angry at the moment, because Aslan had just scolded her for being an 'ugly monster in a purple robe and a pointed hat'.

In fact, this can't be blamed on Aslan, since he has been living in a dwarven city-state before, so his aesthetic is the same as most dwarves, in his mind, women should be tiger-backed, and it is best to have some beards, so that they can be called sexy stunners.

And a figure like Vivien's slender waist and long legs was too ugly, especially her pair of large breasts hidden under the robe, Aslan dared to guarantee that such large breasts must feel soft when pinched - he once heard an old prostitute in the tavern say that the more excellent a woman, the harder her breasts will be pinched, and it is better to have a little longer chest hair, which is the best of the best.

It is worth mentioning that the old prostitute is a dwarf of pure blood.

This is the reason why Aslan thinks Vivian is a big ugly girl, but women care most about their appearance, especially a woman like Vivian from an aristocratic family, so it took her a long time to calm the anger in her heart. It wasn't until the black-haired man lifted the thunder barrier that she noticed that the other party was holding a silver-blue weapon in his hand at some point, and some obscure runes were inscribed on the handle, and she could only tell that these runes belonged to thunder spells.

The appearance of the weapon is very peculiar, the body length is no more than one meter, one side is a sharp axe, the other side is a heavy war hammer, as far as Vivian knows, in order to forge this double-sided weapon, it is necessary to have a very superb smelting technology, even in the alchemy union of the Roland Imperial Capital, there are only a handful of alchemists who can cast double-sided weapons, which makes her wonder in her heart about the origin of the black-haired young man.

"I don't know what's going on here, but the troubadour always says that villains are obscene, and you must be a villain. Aslan asked, pointing to Barbale not far away.

"Oh my god, what kind of logic are you!" Barbale was furious: "Which guy said that if you look lewd, you must be a bad guy!?"

"Don't give me quibbles, watch me beat you up!" Aslan bowed his body, kicked his feet suddenly, and suddenly rushed towards Barbara, only to see him raise his axe horizontally, as if a hammer had knocked out Barbara's determination.

"Quack, you stunned green!" Barbale screamed, and then hurriedly chanted a spell, only to see that his skin began to turn yellow and dry, and the texture gradually became clear, looking like the skin of a lizard.

Since Feken was on Barbale's side, he was the first to witness the process of Barbalai's body, which also surprised him in his heart: "It turned out to be the [Dragon Skin Technique] of the defense system, I see that his robe is not decorated, which means that he has not joined any forces, maybe I can still pull him into the Pope and expand the strength of the Senate." ”

Barbale didn't know what Feken was thinking, he only knew that he had a neurotic and did something to him without saying a word!

In the blink of an eye, Aslan had already rushed in front of Barbalai, who also took up his horse and put on a defensive stance, as if he wanted to resist the impending hammer blow empty-handed.

"I can't help myself!" Aslan burst out, and at the moment when he was close to Barbale, he suddenly used the strength of his waist to twist the direction, and then his feet exerted force, and he kicked suddenly, and his whole body was like a cannonball towards Feken on the other side!

Between the lightning and flint, Feken hurriedly condensed a square stone shield on his side, which made Aslan, who had been planning for a long time, feel a little stunned, he didn't expect that he was acting so realistically, but he was still recognized by this old fox.

But the arrow had to be fired, and Aslan didn't have time to use his fighting spirit and magic power, so he could only muster all his strength and slam the axe on the stone shield fiercely.

With a muffled sound of "bang", the stone shield was smashed by the axe Yue out of a crack, and a circle of dust and mist suddenly spread from the heart of the pattern, Aslan saw that the stone shield was not completely broken, his heart was horizontal, and he suddenly jumped into the air after withdrawing the weapon, and then held the axe with both hands and smashed it towards Feken again, and this time he was targeting Feken's head!

"Do you think I'm going to be fooled?" Fei Ken sneered, only to see the ground under his feet suddenly squirm, and in an instant, a circular stone shield with a diameter of two meters rose beside him, and as the angle of the stone shield rose more and more inclining, at the moment of the final merger, a semi-circular heavy stone cover appeared in front of everyone's eyes, wrapping Fei Ken in it like a turtle shell.

In the next second, Aslan's axe smashed hard on the "turtle shell", this time it also smashed a crack, but it still did not smash through Feken's defense, Aslan had to use the "turtle shell" as a borrowing point, kicked his feet, flew backwards more than ten meters away, and stood under the willow tree again.

"Hahaha, it's you who is not the one who is self-sufficient, and you dare to do it to a high-level magician!" Feiken's voice came from the stone shield, he didn't know that Aslan had retreated under the willow tree, so he didn't dare to disarm his defense, lest Aslan suddenly attack him. In fact, although he is tough on the lips, but his heart is extremely trembling, you must know that he is a high-level magician, as a middle-class powerhouse in this world, when he faced that black-haired youth, the other party almost broke his defense with just the strength of his body, which can only be described as a terrifying perversion of physical power!

"This guy's tortoise shell is too hard, how can I defeat him?" Aslan seemed to be talking to himself, but the old cigarette butt's response sounded in his mind: "Usually a high-level magician's magic vortex can store 20,000 focal points of mana, I think his stone cover needs to consume at least five focal points of mana per second, which means that he can spend a whole hour with you, if you don't want to wait, I think you should use-"

Before the old cigarette butt could finish speaking, Aldwin's mournful voice came from behind Aslan: "If you can't beat him, why do you want to save me...... Why don't you let me die...... Why should I let my relatives and friends continue to sacrifice for me!"