"Chapter Eighty-Six: Death is Strong, Geralt Returns!"

With the power of Orc City, the battle here has actually been discovered by many strong people, but these people just want to see who dares to fight the Blood Clan. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Black Plants: Rose Solo!" exclaimed as Death took over Geralt's body. Suddenly, a black rose rushed up from the ground and grew directly, this is a black rose, with a little blood flower, it looks like it adds a little style to the rose.

It was such a rose, but it made the three elders of the Blood Clan feel fear. The three elders of the blood clan did not dare to have the slightest reservation, and directly exerted their most powerful power, took out a blood-colored mirror, and sent their own blood in, and then the mirror emitted a blood-colored light to protect the three elders. But the black rose didn't seem to be aggressive, just snuggling up to Geralt.

"It's been a long time, Bloodstone! Think I am, don't you? But you have to kill these orcs before you can do it. Geralt said, seemingly not having the slightest worry about killing the three elders of the Blood Clan. This is not an ordinary small character, but the Blood Clan, one of the three major forces in the Orc City Lord City! Kill when you say kill. This made some of the strong people around him a little contemptuous of Gerat.

And the black rose heard Geralt's words, to be precise, the words of death, and immediately released many rose thorns from the rose. Roses are beautiful, but they are stinging!

As soon as the blood-colored light touched those rose thorns, it immediately dissipated, directly penetrating the bodies of the three elders of the Blood Clan, and the black roses seemed to have their own lives, rushing directly in front of the three elders and swallowing the three elders directly. That's right, that's right, it's swallowing, and the black rose is going to swallow it. Then he snuggled up to Geralt's hands. Geralt just took the black rose and sniffed it. said: "The style is still the same!"

Those powerful and powerful people were immediately surprised when they saw this scene. I didn't expect that just one rose could kill the three elders.

And Death was controlling Geralt's body at the moment, and he felt a little strange. Then he said: "I see, don't worry, I will save them." After all, one of these people belongs to my elf clan. ”

Hearing the words of the dead, all of a sudden those great powers appeared in front of the dead.

"Elves? Are you elves? By the way, elves are natural-eared, and they are good at plant magic. It seems that this little girl is also an elf. A great power shouted.

"These two elves, I want them from the beast control clan. I hope that those present will give me face for the beast control clan. An old man from the beast control clan said. But the tone was very strong, as if to say that these elves were already his.

The other people present were all looking at the old man who controlled the beast, and it seemed that they had their own plans, although it was said that your beast control clan was one of the three major forces in this orc city, but the blood clan and the Lei clan were not easy to mess with. And there are some powerful forces, perhaps weaker than these three forces, but they are not far behind.

"What? Is my elf clan easy to bully? It seems that I haven't come out for too long. There are always some reptiles who are arrogant. Yan sneered.

Yan shot directly, and then said: "If you want me to be an elf, then see if you have the ability." ”

"Plant Magic: Elven Fire!Black Flame!" Mortar lightly pointed out from his hand, and suddenly, a small black flame erupted from his hand, looking at the very weak flame, and slowly flew to the old man who controlled the beast. And the old man who controlled the beast didn't dare to despise it, and directly summoned a powerful S-level demonic beast, which was the Flying Tiger Demonic Beast. When the Flying Tiger touched the black flame, it was immediately burned by the black flame. This is an S-class demonic beast, the Flying Tiger! It was actually burned to ashes by the black flames. And after burning the Flying Tiger, the black flame seemed to have become larger, directly increasing more than ten times larger, heading towards all the powerhouses around it. Suddenly, these strong men, running away, running away, some of them seemed to be confident in their own strength, and directly attacked them, but these strong men were obviously burned to ashes by the black flames.

The strength of the dead is terrifying.

"Alright, you guys come with me, there's nothing fun in this orc city lord!" said Yin. Capture Kisara and the others with plant magic, and then treat them.

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"Give me back your body!" said Geralt, angrily.

"What? I saved you, and I helped you save your lover, and now that there is no danger, you are going to start killing me?" Yan sneered. Two voices came from one body. It seems a bit unbelievable. Thankfully, there's no one else here at the moment. Only Death and Gerat.

"Don't think I don't know, the blood I absorbed is in your mouth, right? You are just attacking my will when I am weak, and you are even more suspicious of me with Kisara and others, so that I can hand over my body to you. Geralt shouted.

"It's just that I helped you get them back, and without me, you would all have to die!" Yan sneered.

"Whatever you say, give me back your body right now!" said Geralt.

"It's up to you!" said with a faint smile.

The battle between the two souls unfolded in Gerat's body, if it weren't for the fact that the soul of the dead had been sealed by the Mother of Elves for many years, with Gerat's ability, it would not be comparable to it at all. But at this moment, it was difficult to separate, and in the end, Geralt and Yan occupied half of their bodies together, Geralt's face was normal on one side, and the other side was Yan's face.

"Actually, Gerat, in the last sealing place of the Mother of Elves, I fused with your soul, and at this moment you are me, I am you, why do we need to share life and death?

"Now I'm only going to give you two chances, either give me back your body, or I'll blow up my soul and we'll die together. Geralt shouted. Don't give the slightest affection at all.

"Okay, human, you've won!" roared, but sensing that Geralt was really desperate, returned his body to Geralt's hands.

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