The goodbye was short-lived, and after Harry waved goodbye to Festeria, he dragged his weak body towards the castle in the center of the city. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Maybe he was scared away by Harry's previous big move, walking on the broken streets, except for the corpses everywhere and the flames burning on the houses, Harry couldn't even detect the shadow of a monster, of course, Harry didn't know, but this is the best, save Harry's hands, he is now completely a lamb to the slaughter.

The body can barely use the strength, can walk, Harry has used all his strength, and his head is so heavy, as if something is pressing, his consciousness begins to drift, a little careless, Harry is likely to pass out on the road, the willpower that has been trained supports Harry's body.

Why did Harry do this when he knew he was in good shape?

Of course, there is a reason, Harry has never done anything reckless and meaningless, and he has always done so, with a purpose.

Without warning, Harry, who was walking on the road, was suddenly impaled in the chest by a rapidly flying object in front of him, and was stuck into the wall like a javelin, his feet off the ground.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm not mistaken, I can't dodge this time, is this the ability of a hero who uses the holy sword?"

A mocking tone reached Harry's ears from far away.

On the rooftop, the black-robed man with the night sky in the background was looking at Harry with disdain, holding a long, sharp knight's spear in his hand.

Harry, who was using the Mind Probe, already knew, and Harry spat out a mouthful of blood that had accumulated in his throat, and the wound on his chest that had been pierced by the spear was leaving blood, and Harry slowly raised his moving hand and placed it on the spear.

Gripping it, his hand moved, but the spear nailed to the wall didn't move, and more and more blood flowed from Harry's mouth, like a butterfly struggling on a spider's web, unable to break free from the cobweb's shackles no matter what.

"What the hell, is that all you have? The guy who made this kind of earth-shattering blow wouldn't just be nailed to the wall by me and died. ”

The black-robed man's puzzled voice with the spear came from afar, Harry's movements seemed to him to be similar to a meaningless struggle, Harry's slash, the black-robed man witnessed, although it was a short moment, it was impossible to see what was happening from Harry's frontal position, but from the cross-section, he could see clearly, a wall of light descended from the sky, a fleeting light.

He won't say much about the power, like Festella, he also knows that the strength is outrageous, and the extreme distance of the slash almost surpasses the entire city and reaches a position that he can't see.

Knowing that Harry was very strong, he simply chose to observe and see what Harry would do, and the result was that the army split into two ways, Harry walked towards the center of the city alone, and the other group was led by Festeria.

Although he didn't know why Harry did this, his intuition told him that leaving Festeria's group of old and sick people behind and choosing to sneak up on Harry would bring him unimaginable fun, and a strong opponent was what he had always pursued, no matter who it was.

After following Harry for a while, he felt that something was wrong with Harry's state, exactly like the kind of person who was seriously injured, a slow and difficult pace, and after avoiding Harry's mental detection for a while, he couldn't bear it anymore, whether Harry did it on purpose or not, or if it was true.

A spear shot out of his hand, and then easily impaled Harry, pinning him to the wall.

I thought that Harry's performance would make him a little happy, but it turned out that he thought too much, probably due to the huge load on his body caused by the moves he used before, anyway, the man in the black robe with the spear was very disappointed.

Forget it, let's get rid of him, the bored black-robed man was just about to throw the next spear when he was attracted by Harry's unexpected movements, and he stopped his movements and looked at Harry interestingly.

Harry's eyes, which had been closed, opened at this time, and they were a pair of crimson pupils.

The smile on his face seemed to say that the wound in his chest didn't hurt at all, and the hand on the spear pulled it out of it with a strong force, and blood gushed out of the undisguised wound, and Harry fell from the wall, and he landed firmly on the ground, stirring up a small cloud of dust.

Playing with the spear in his hand, Harry knew that the quality of the silver spear in his hand was of the highest type, the material and craftsmanship were all of the best choice, and the weight was not as heavy as it looked, for Harry now, this was the case.

Harry looked up at the black-robed man on the roof, and a barrage of non-deniable inquiries came out of his mouth, "Who are you, why did you attack me, what is the connection with that guy just now?" ”

The man in the black robe with the spear laughed, as if laughing at Harry's stupid question, "What are you talking about, do you think I'm going to tell you honestly? You're too naïve, it seems that you're not as smart as I thought, children are children after all." ”

Harry sighed helplessly, why was it so difficult for someone to understand what he meant, didn't he understand what he said?

"If you don't say it, I can't help it, I've always been against violence. ”

Harry threw the spear in his hand into the air several times, and the last time he held it in his hand, the aura on Harry's body changed, and the spear black-robed man on the roof put away his smiling face, he felt a life-threatening danger, and it was emanating from Harry's body, a look of being ready to fight.

Harry spoke, looking at him as if he was worried, "Can you take this spear I lost?"

The man in the black robe with the spear seemed to feel that he was being ridiculed, he was an expert at throwing the spear, you are a layman who said this, it is really full of ridicule, look at me so perfectly to show you.

"Wouldn't you just try it? "Resisting the urge of your face twitching.

"Oh, that's right, I finally know why I wanted to get a little bit of information out of the prisoner's mouth, because I wanted to ........."

Harry wasn't a professional javelin thrower, and he had never touched it, and he didn't have any of it, but he had a feeling, and Harry felt that this kind of thing should be thrown like this, like throwing stones, leaning back slightly, legs spread forward and backward, arms raised high, bent behind his back, and then thrown out.

This series of movements took place in a short split second, and after Harry's projection, the ground under his feet had collapsed, and the speared black-robed man on the roof widened his pupils, and he caught the position.

Facing him openly, the spear shot straight at him, and the man in the black robe immediately gave up the idea of catching it perfectly, clenched the spear in his hand, and seized the opportunity to hit the side of the flying spear, wanting to fly the spear.