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On the snowy wasteland, a group of thirty-seven heavily armored cavalry was galloping, and the horses under them were all rare hybrid horses, with extremely strong weight-bearing capacity and good at galloping. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The leader of the team was none other than Aoman.

The Blood Pool, the hiding place of the crazy gourmet, is not in Iron Shield City, nor in Scarlet City, but in Lansuo City, which is thousands of miles away.

According to Aoman's plan, the crazy gourmand must be intercepted halfway and surprise the sneak attack, otherwise with this half-saint-level dark mage, a high-level martial artist-level vampire, he can wipe out all thirty-seven heavy cavalry with a casual high-level magic.

In order to take revenge, this old wolf will definitely go to Iron Shield City to kill Aoman.

But it was still daylight, and the werewolves could not move, waiting for the night to fall. Aoman was in a hurry to lead a cavalry of thirty-six elite believers to intercept and kill the mad gourmet.

Otherwise, once it is dark, the power of the werewolf will be greatly enhanced.

"It's dark!"

A heavy cavalry galloped across the snowy wasteland, and as the sky grew darker, the sun inevitably descended below the horizon.

Everyone gets nervous, knowing that werewolves could appear at any moment.

Aoman estimated in his heart, slightly relieved, even if the werewolf moved at this time, it would be enough for his group to intercept and kill it.

Rumble!

A dull roar caught everyone's attention.

Far away in the sky, in the direction of the setting sun, a black dot suddenly appeared, and the black dot was rapidly expanding.

"The crazy foodie is here. Everyone got nervous, and the notoriety of the crazy foodie impressed these people when they were young, and quickly searched the wasteland for huge rocks where they could hide.

Boom! Boom!

The roar grew louder and louder, and the wolf Zunad Bira crawled incredibly fast, and between the lightning bolts, it got closer and closer.

Everyone was suddenly dumbfounded, and looked behind Nadebila in disbelief: "What is that?"

Behind the mad gourmet, there was a dense black cloud, in which there was also a howl, and countless werewolves, large and small, galloped along with Nadebila.

"Things have changed!"

Aoman pressed the hilt of his sword and slowly pulled out the thick sword, for this sneak attack, he deliberately found someone to paint the thick sword in a non-reflective black, which seemed unnecessary at the moment.

I thought that the crazy foodie would come alone, but I didn't expect that the werewolves of the entire wolf blood blood clan were dispatched to go to Iron Shield City to hold a blood banquet - it seems that this rumoredly once human, polite bloodline nobleman seems to have some ...... Blemishes and madness.

Once you offend him, not only will you kill Aoman, but you will even have to take the entire Iron Shield City as a burial.

It seems that the strategy of sneaking up on Nadebila has to be changed.

With a wave of his palm, a golden aura appeared at the feet of the thirty-six believers, expanding endlessly.

Absolute defense!

Aoman himself jumped up, and when he was in the air, a pair of wide golden wings, wings of light, bloomed from behind him.

"Sweep through a thousand armies!"

Ao Man let out a loud shout, and the endless holy power in his body poured into the thick sword in his palm, and suddenly a layer of black paint on the surface of the thick sword was directly shocked and fell off, restoring the appearance of the silver thick sword.

"Kill!"

With one move, Aoman 'swept away a thousand armies', and the holy power was transformed into fighting energy, and suddenly the thick sword shot out a golden edge ten meters long, and swept out, and suddenly countless werewolves began to rain down.

"Sacred Fire!"

On the ground, seven of the thirty-six believers began to line up the six-pointed star magic array, each standing in a formation, and one standing in the center of the formation, together pouring the magic power of the light system into the magic array under their feet.

Buzz Buzz...... Buzz Buzz......

There was a dull roar, and in the dark night sky, a huge six-pointed star magic array also appeared, emitting a holy light, but it was a hundred times larger than the magic array on the ground! Endless light elements, falling from it, encompassing at least one-tenth of the werewolves.

Creak!

Yes!

The little werewolves and the big werewolves who couldn't speak all let out a miserable scream, their faces were hideous, covered with green tendons, which dissipated and dissolved in the light element, turning into green smoke.

Aoman's move of 'sweeping away a thousand armies', coupled with the 'holy fire' of seven battle priests, directly swept away one-fifth of the werewolves.

Roar!

The mad gourmand in flight, getting closer and closer, its scarlet-eyed, handsome face like a beauty, but many scales were born, roaring, the flesh wings behind it swelled, and the dark elements converged into a storm, bombarding Aoman.

Aoman was secretly frightened, but when the dark storm hit, Aoman couldn't stand still, his five fingers opened, and five holy powers shot out, like a long rainbow across the sky, hitting the dark storm, and the two disappeared invisibly.

Aoman was shocked and flew out a hundred meters, shaking the wings of light, and barely stabilized his body.

The mad gourmand did not move, and his heart was also secretly frightened, the power of Aoman was not worth mentioning in his opinion, but the quality of the holy power surpassed everything, and it was oppressed and breathless, no matter how strong its dark power was, it was also defeated by the blows.

"Aura of Courage!" "Aura of Thorns!" "Force of War!"

At this time, countless werewolf black clouds rushed towards the thirty-six believers, and the priests among them hurriedly cast a magic aura to enhance their own strength. Among those werewolves, there are also many who are proficient in dark magic, and the 'aura of weakness' and 'mana burning aura' are constantly falling down all over the sky.

"A lackey of the God of Light. The crazy foodie stood in the air and looked at Aoman.

"A lowly believer of the Dark God!" Aeoman was not polite to it, and was more worried that this wolf ancestor who had lived for a thousand years was as cunning as a fox and was secretly doing something.

The crazy gourmand licked his bright red tongue slyly and said, "The blood of the light believer, I don't know if it tastes delicious?"

Aeoman knew that the mad wolf had not taken himself seriously at all, and had already taken himself as his prey.

"Tremble, tremble, fear, the power of the Fall, will plunge you into the abyss of hell!"

Rumble!

A powerful dark holy sword rose from behind the crazy bright red noble robes, blooming with thousands of black rays.

This black glow, dissolving everything, and containing extremely powerful depraved power, and made Aoman have an extremely familiar feeling - it is a cultist of light who has turned his back on the god of light and joined the darkness, his sword of depravity!