"Don't ...... Don't come here!" Odru shook his head and flinched, his back hitting a body. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He jumped up in shock, but the body reacted similarly to him, and when the man saw that it was him, he grabbed him and yelled for help. At first, the poor guy thought that he had been caught by a zombie, and he screamed in fright, and struggled for his life, but he was caught in both arms first, and he couldn't break away in a hurry.

The voice...... Sister Maria?" he fixed his mind and heard who the owner of the other voice was.

"Yes...... yes!" the normally calm and rational girl had a panicked face, and she screamed in fear every time the zombie's fingers came closer.

"You, you...... Isn't it a mage...... "Odrew's teeth kept fighting, and he couldn't even speak.

"I ...... Girls are afraid of ghosts and dead people...... Is this ridiculous?"

"Ahaha...... Ha, help!" Odrew snorted with a weird laugh, but his pace was extremely fast, and despite the fact that he was hanging from a person, he dodged the zombie attack.

"Look at you guys!" Despite the danger, Aeoman did not forget to tease his friends, and took advantage of the situation to relieve them with his bent heavy sword.

"Praise to Coluna, these are dead men!" Odru argued.

"You've already killed people, and you're afraid of the dead!" Ioman smashes a zombie with a cold face, "just kill them as if they were alive!......

His voice stopped abruptly, and Odru looked at him worriedly, fearing that his friend had been fatally wounded.

At this time, the zombie standing in front of Aoman was thin, and there were traces of nails on his hands and feet.

“...... Grandpa Lambert ......" Aeoman lowered his head and lowered his sword. The body had forgotten who Ioman was, and its withered hand ran straight to his throat.

"Do you want to die! Angel of Light!" Randy didn't hesitate to smash the threat for him, and took out the two zombies for General Zatt Jr. like a blast.

"There is an endless supply of zombies here!If you want to solve this problem, you have to kill that mage!" The young general could see at a glance where the fighter was, and Essare's body was now glowing dark red like a circle on the ground, and the staff in his right hand was the brightest place. In front of him, countless zombies guarded his portal.

"Forbidden Lan plus the Great Law of Soul Conjuring plus the Return Array! He actually activated several high-ranking magic spells at the same time!" Sister Maria murmured in Audru's ear, "As one of the three mages of the mainland, he really deserves his reputation!"

"No! this magic may not be all under his control. "As soon as the zombies around Odrew were cleared, he became more sane," he said, "This is not going to happen," indicating that the current situation is not under Ezares' control. ”

Sister Maria recovered her senses from her fear a little later than O'Dru, and she was impressed by the young man's sharp analysis. She suddenly found that she was hanging on someone else, and she couldn't help but blush.

"Keluna...... Blessings, why are you holding me?" she grumbled in a voice as thin as a gnat.

"Oh! no...... It's ...... you," Odrew stuttered, and Sister Maria jumped off the ground.

"It's all because these zombies are too scary!" Odru found a reason for himself to seem to be able to get by, and Sister Maria turned her head away and whispered, "I'm afraid of zombies, but I didn't expect you to be so scared." ”

"Haha...... Haha...... "At the moment, he can't find any other way to deal with it except to play haha."

"Is there enough of you two!come and help!" Randy shouted, Aoman with tears in his eyes, his sword whirling and tearing at the rotten bodies like fangs of madness.

General Zatt Jr. was dismayed to find that he was the worst fighter in the area, and Aeoman usually put more than a little water in his fight.

But at this moment, the stronger the friend, the better! He wielded his heavy sword and slashed at Ezareth with his companions.

The silver-haired elf outside the enchantment was knocked to the ground by Mu Sangzhuo, and the two of them slid out together. Despite this, he held his greatsword firmly, and it was because of this greatsword that the two of them did not fall through the cracks in the earth.

Musang Excellence flipped to the ground with Reed's body before the lava below licked him. The thunder that fell from the sky made the elf's sick and dying face even paler, and the general hesitated slightly, grabbing the giant sword that lay across the ground with both hands and pulling the silver-haired elf up. He glanced over to Ezare, where there was nothing but a pitch-black semi-sphere, and the ground was still shaking and cracking.

"Are you still fighting?" said the general, staring at the silver-haired elf, and as soon as he saw that the latter was about to stand up with his greatsword, he picked up a stone tablet and set it up.

The silver-haired elf hung his head and propped himself up like he had opened a folding ruler. He raised his head, and his olive-colored eyes seemed to pierce Mu Sang's excellent silver eyes into his heart, and even the usually sharp-eyed general couldn't help but shiver.

"Who is Anna, is she beautiful?" said the silver-haired elf lightly.

The ground between them suddenly cracked, and a stream of magma erupted from it. The air was filled with the stench of burning sulfur, the rumbling thunder rang in my ears, and the dazzling electric light flashed in front of my eyes.

The silver-haired elf's voice was not loud, almost inaudible in the roar of thunder and lightning and fire between heaven and earth, and in the chorus that sounded in the sky and the earth. However, Mu Sang Zhuo heard it clearly, and at the same time, the stone tablet he was holding in his hand also fell to the ground with a thud.

"You ......" his eyes were wide and round, as if they were about to pop out of their sockets, "how do you know!!"

"I don't know. The silver-haired elf lowered his head, and the second time the eye battle was that the general had the upper hand, and the silver-haired elf muttered to himself, "...... If only I knew......"

"Kill him!" a voice cried out in the general's head, "Kill him!!"

A bolt of lightning crossed the gap between heaven and earth and struck the ground, and Mu Sang Zhuo roared, not knowing whether the roar led to the thunder, or the thunder succumbed to the roar. In short, this loud sound lasted for a long time, and Mu Sang Zhuo waved the stone tablet in this roar and attacked Reed several times.

This is the second duel between these two powerful people, although Mu Sang's excellent blade is still not in his hands, but compared to the previous dagger, he obviously has the capital to compete with the giant sword.

Stone monument to giant sword, thick to sharp!

Who can win?

No one won!

This giant sword did not break, and actually cut into the stone tablet for a few minutes, and Mu Sang Zhuo took advantage of the stagnation of this blow to slash at the silver-haired elf is a punch.

With a twist of his waist, the silver-haired elf threw the stele away along with Mu Sang's excellent body, and the general saw the opportunity to let go of the stele, but the punch that hit the silver-haired elf had already deviated from its original position.

"You don't have the courage to disobey the law, so you choose to deceive ......"

"Shut up!" Mu Sang Zhuo kicked at the silver-haired elf, and as long as this kick hit, even the iron man would be crushed.

"Hide your pain with the pleasure of conquering and enslaving others...... Happiness that I want to achieve but can never achieve......"

"Shut up, shut up!!" Mu Sang's voice sounded like a wail, like a begging. However, there is still a tiger between the fists and feet, and he can't wait to break the silver-haired elf into pieces.

Although the silver-haired elf was holding a giant sword, he still couldn't help retreating under Mu Sang's stormy attack. He finally retreated to the black orb, and there was no place to retreat.

"Why do you know, why do you know??!" Mu Sang Zhuo punched the barrier of the barrier, his skin cracking, blood splattering.

"I don't know...... Sister Vivien Lina gave me the name 'Cool-Ha Listener' at first, and whenever I touched the human body, I could hear the voice of his heart. A lot of Mu Sang's outstanding blood splashed on the silver-haired elf's face, and he held the giant sword in both hands and put on a fighting posture, waiting for Mu Sang's outstanding next attack with a calm expression.

Mu Sang Zhuo didn't do anything, he knelt down against the barrier of the black ball, because his back was to the silver-haired elf, so the silver-haired elf could only see his shoulders twitching.

The barrier is dark when you look outside the barrier, and you can clearly see the scene outside the barrier inside the barrier, but you can't hear the sound.

When Mu Sang Zhuo and the silver-haired elf collided with the enchantment, the people inside felt like dice in a cup and shook involuntarily several times, so they also saw the battle outside the enchantment.

Odru was the closest, and he clearly saw the silver-haired elf kneeling on one knee, his face full of grief, and he didn't know what made the great general so sad, even the silver-haired elf standing behind him with his greatsword held high.

"Great, cool ha, cut it down!" Odru couldn't help but exclaim. Everyone in the enchantment saw the excellence of Mu Sang outside the enchantment, and everyone showed expressions of disbelief.

How could Musang Zhuo, who had been through a hundred battles, be so undignified at the hands of an elf?

That's impossible!

The barrier that surrounded them shook and suddenly shattered like glass. Sister Maria immediately realized that the forbidden spell-level magic of the Forbidden Razor was difficult to use in the form of a scroll, and that Ezare, as the spell caster, would be counterattacked. Looking back, Essares really fell to the ground, although the dark red circle on the ground was still lit, and there were zombies crawling out of the tombs one after another, but the speed was much slower than just now.

Mu Sang Zhuo lost the support of the enchantment, and his body fell to the ground in a very unsightly manner, his right fist kept hitting the ground, but he didn't mean to lift his head off the ground. The silver-haired elf didn't know what he was thinking, and the giant sword in his hand didn't fall for a long time.

"Odru, don't miss the opportunity, kill him quickly!" General Zate Jr. ordered the red-haired boy closest to Musang Zhuo to quickly eliminate the biggest enemy of the Luo Han Empire at this stage, Odrew agreed, and stabbed his sword into the back of Mu Sang's heart.

Bite!

This sound is mixed with the ubiquitous hymns of heaven and earth, and it is actually harmonious like the sound of a holy bell!

Odrew felt a heat in his wrist, and the magic dagger almost came out of his hand.

A man in black stepped in front of Mu Sang's Excellency, the figure, the posture of holding the sword was very familiar to Odrew, and he took several steps back in shock.

"Uncle Martin!"

"Odrew, you can't kill him!" said Martin Sr.

"Why?!"

"Uncle!"

"Old Mr. Martin!!"

"Guide!"

A motley cry rang out, and the silver-haired elf pursed her lips without saying a word.

At this moment, the blacksmith shop owner showed a look of remorse and embarrassment on his face, and he said in a low voice: "...... All in all, I won't allow you to kill him here. If you want to take his life, then go to the battlefield and do it again!"

Odrew's face contorted, and he asked with difficulty, "Are you...... Betrayed us?!"

"No!"

Old Martin replied to him in a stoic tone.

"Then why are you defending him?"

“......”

"The head at the gate belongs to the church of the angels, right?...... No wonder Mu Sang Zhuo said earlier that the Heavenly Believer's Hall was completely destroyed......"

“......”

"Before, I was a little strange why you were able to get such a high-authority pass, haha, haha......"

"Odre......" Aeoman looked at his friend worriedly, and although he had some speculation about it, he had been afraid to direct his will before the truth.

However, Red Odru restrained his frivolous smile and spoke straight to his judgment:

"You, betrayed the Angel Believers in exchange for our freedom!"

Old Martin's face sank, and in the face of Odru's accusation, he didn't know how to tell the difference for a while.

"Don't think too much, your ingenuity should not have been used on the Holy Book in the first place, and now it should not be used on useless suspicions!" he said hurriedly, taking a step towards him as he tried to convince O'Dru, who took a step back in full vigilance.

"Uncle...... You think you're doing this for my own good, but you're actually harming me!!I, what am I now?a lowly demon?a traitor's son?or a fool you've fooled?" Odru had that pitiful and touching look on his face, and Aeoman on the side saw it, and threw the family motto of the Kurant family out of the clouds, and cried. The pain of their father's betrayal is equal to both of them.

"Odrew!" old Martin bit his lip out of the blood, "don't jump to conclusions until you see it with your own eyes!"

"I've seen it with my own eyes! I've seen you shoot your sword at me, just to save a great general of an enemy country!" Odrew's originally handsome face was distorted by the extreme pain in his heart, and his weak but strong voice would make anyone cry when they heard it, and the fingers of everyone present involuntarily stretched and trembled.

"I know you love me, I know you're doing it for our good!!, you're going to do whatever it takes to help us, but this time you're doing something wrong!!" he yelled at Martin, "I don't care if you hide your lineage from me for so long, I don't care if you sneak around from me every time, I don't care if you deceive me with high-minded reasoning every time. But this time, you are treasonous!!No matter what your reason, this cannot be forgiven by me!!"

"To ...... Is it time to resist?" Old Martin smiled bitterly, his voice could only be heard by himself, and Odru on the other side had already drawn the magic dagger and was holding his left hand on the blade.

"Get out of the way!" said Odrew to Old Martin in a commanding tone.

"No!" the blacksmith owner refused with his pride and other things, and as soon as he said that, he was almost overwhelmed by the miserable look on Odru's face.

"What are you thinking? let me kill him, and then we'll go together, to ...... No one knows we're a demon place!"

Sister Maria saw two lines of tears in Odru's eyes, and her aqua blue eyes gradually turned into a strange violet. Although she had heard others describe the scene when the demonic eye was activated, it was the first time she had seen it at such a close distance. Beautiful, strong, sad, mysterious, this impression remained in her heart until the end of her life.

The dark clouds gathered even thicker, and the thunder and lightning that fell from the sky were the thickness of a bowl, and those present were in danger of dying at any time, but no one could move their own steps, nor did they want to move their own steps.

The depths of the earth still rumbled to the hymn that I didn't know who sang, and the cracked surface couldn't help but spew red flames. This is simply the day of judgment described in the Holy Scriptures, where the world is falling apart and everything is longing for an end.

No one knew—not even himself—that the sound of the harp ringing in Odru's head at the moment was intertwined with the hymns being sung in the heavens.

Odrew drew his sword, and no one could see him clearly except for Martin Sr. and Aoman.

"Crimson Sword!"

The ruby set in the streamer shone brightly, and the crimson flames enveloped the entire short sword, enveloping his right hand in it, and the flames from the tip of the sword spewed out a yard away, turning the short sword into a long sword.

Old Martin's eyes also turned purple, and the ordinary iron short sword in his hand shone with a pale purple arc of light, and the electric light from the tip of the sword also turned it into a long sword with an unchanging blade.

"Thunder Light Sword!"

The duel of love and hate, the spiritual song of thunder and fire.

Is love to transform hate, or is hatred to completely destroy love?

They used to exist together, they were intertwined, they fought together, and now they fought to the death to conquer each other.

The blade of the sword formed by the flames rising from the Odru short sword slashed at the blade formed by the thunder and lightning, and the flame of the sword of flame roared away like a meteor. The lightning on Martin Sr.'s blade was like an iron net to protect against the invasion of fire meteors, but there were still a few fire meteors that slipped through the net and burned a few small holes in Franken's clothes, emitting a unique scorching stench unique to the ignition of fresh flesh.

Old Martin's face was cold, and he could barely see any expression other than indifference. He stood firm in the face of his son's challenge of strength and spirit. The arc light on Old Martin's ray lightsaber was not as fierce as on the city wall that day, it was completely soft and restrained. Although the sound of scorching air sneered, it didn't hurt Odrew in the slightest.

Odrew, on the other hand, was just the opposite, his tears rising as high as his flames. Anger, sorrow, wildness—all the expressions of betrayal could be found on his face. This anger may only subside after the destruction of one of the parties in the duel.

"Stop!stop!!

Old Martin took a step back, and Mu Sang Zhuo was not far behind him. The general's right fist had hammered a hole in the ground, but his head was still clubbed to the ground, and the blood on his body kept merging with the dirt. Musang Zhuo turned a blind eye to the fierce confrontation in front of him, and if Avilard came back to life and saw his former rival like this, he might recite a passage of the Holy Book for him, and then wish him success in burrowing into the grave and dying.

A purple light flashed in Old Martin's eyes, and a loud noise robbed everyone of their hearing at this moment. It was a scorched thunder that exploded on the flat ground, with old Martin as the center, and a high wall of thunder and lightning was erected within a radius of two yards, and the dark clouds that reached into the sky looked as if they had been split from the sky.

Odru could clearly see that the wall of electricity had kept Musang Excellence out. The hot blood rushed to the young man's brain, and he roared, and it was also a flash of purple light, and the barrel-shaped electric wall immediately lit up with crimson fire everywhere.

The hymn that reverberated in the heavens also played a multi-part reverberation in this crackle of arcs and flames. Yes, this usually means that something will end shortly afterward.

"Silly boy, do you want to die together? Old Martin smiled hard, "...... The use of this power usually comes at a great cost......"

His body shook, the wall of electricity disappeared, and the pillar of fire wrapped around the two of them was Qi Tian. This flame cared for his master as if it were alive, burning his master.

Old Martin was defeated! The most powerful guide representing the Angel Believers, the Battle Angel Believers!

He retreated to a distance from Mu Sang Zhuo, holding his sword despite the multiple burns on his body.

"Stop. ”

A giant sword lay across the front of Odrey, who was striding forward, and everyone couldn't help but look at the sword's owner. The silver-haired elf had somehow stopped the slight cough that had always accompanied him, and his medium-length hair poured down his shoulders like mercury, exuding an aura of beauty and majesty. His left hand hung by his side, and his right hand held the great sword, where even hatred and anger were cut in two by its sharpness.

Once the hatred that supported Odru froze, the emptiness of his heart and the weakness of his body came at him. Odrew swayed and eventually passed out.

As soon as Old Martin tried to reach out to help, his knees fell limply to the ground, and the dagger fell to the ground with a clang, and even the people in the distance could hear his heavy breathing.

"Uncle! Odru!" Aeoman ran towards them first, and the others stayed put.

"Ladies and gentlemen, someone's coming. The silver-haired elf said lightly, and on the other side of the hillside where the graves were strewn, there were troops holding high the banner of the Heavenly Bandit Legion. The zombies that kept crawling out of the tomb became an obstacle to their progress, and as for this side, the zombies that could crawl out were basically cut down.

"Hurry, hurry, let's retreat!" General Zatt Jr. hurriedly gave the order to retreat, watching the scene of the duel just now, he knew that no one on his side could win against Old Martin. He himself hurriedly ran to Krell Kazekari and pulled out the ancestral magic sword.

The silver-haired elf picked up Audru and put him into Euman's arms, and old Martin ordered him to go quickly, still with a majestic look. After the young men had walked a few steps away, Reed stuck his greatsword into the dirt and bent down to try to take the elder Martin away.

The blacksmith owner refused.

“...... You've ...... Don't you want to be with us anymore?Old Martin Allamand de Gavot ......" the silver-haired elf whispered, "I...... Thank you for the sword you gave me...... Very good to make ......"

Old Martin sat on the ground and smiled bitterly: "This is a matter of course, no need to thank ...... for the sword."

"That's true. The silver-haired elf could clearly hear the shouts of the bandit soldiers, and he looked at old Martin and smiled, "It seems that you are not surprised that I know the thoughts in your head and your full name, why do you never ask who I am?"

"It doesn't matter. Old Martin shrugged his shoulders, "From the first time I met you, there was a strange feeling that made me feel that I could trust you completely - normal people don't lie on the roof of Esares in the middle of the night and look at the stars, do they?"

"Whew...... You've solved a big problem for me, and if you ask me who I am, I'm going to have a headache because I don't know ...... Listener, I don't know which bastard gave me a fake name. The silver-haired elf frowned, thinking for a long time.

"Let's go, they're coming. "I'll have to stay and take care of Musan...... This guy is like my son......"

"That's true. The silver-haired elf agreed with him a second time, picked up his greatsword and walked towards the beech woods, turning back, "If you have a chance, goodbye!"

"Most of the time there is no chance. Old Martin swallowed the words into his stomach and kept a smile on his face. As soon as the silver-haired elf disappeared from his field of vision, he turned to Mu Sang Zhuo and said, "Hey, trouble essence, it's okay!"

His Excellency the General lay motionless on the ground, the dirt around him stained red with his blood.

"Hey, wake up, or I'm going to be bad......" Old Martin shook Mu Sang's arm desperately, the general seemed to have been cut in many places by the broken barrier in front of him, and his face was the kind of pale that he knew at first glance that he had lost too much blood.

"It's really bad, filthy demons!" said a childish child's voice, and the two of them looked together in amazement at the direction where the sound was made, and the hymn that was being sung in the sky stopped at some point.

There stood two children, the first one on the left looked to be about eight or nine years old, with fiery red hair, silver-gray eyes, wearing well-fitting golden armor, and holding a huge golden scythe in his right hand, the blade was so big that it encircled his whole body, and the one on the right was about eleven or twelve years old, but his hair was black, and his eyes were black that marked the identity of the demons, and he was holding a black sword in both hands, and they both had the reverse cross coat of arms of the Redeeming Church painted on their chests.

"Andimio, did the Lord urgently transfer me to join forces with you, just to deal with this filthy demon?" said the black-haired boy, who was the one who spoke before, and he kept saying "filthy demon", as if he didn't care about his bloodline.

"Hmm. The red-haired boy said, "Holy Blessing, you are too careless, if Musang is still awake, then the adult's affairs will not leak out?"

"You know better than I do, that guy is completely unconscious. The black-haired boy said, "There's no need to put on your class to suppress me,!"

Andimio remained silent, not knowing whether he had been born like this or had developed this terrifyingly calm appearance later, and his voice revealed a majesty that he should not have at his age: "You have already broken the rules twice, Adonis. I never call you 'Star-Twin Boys' in front of anyone. ”

"Haha, don't you also foul the game! But it doesn't matter, this lowly demon in front of you will soon become a dead man. Adonis said, "With his weak appearance, is it worth the two of us to fight together? You have killed quite a few people before, so leave this one to me." ”

Old Martin was at first annoyed by the conversation between the imps, but he quickly calmed down. He saw a rotten corpse on a hillside not far away, staggering towards it. The strange thing is that the white dress she was wearing was not rotten, and it was still as white and immaculate as it was back then.

"Haha...... Carlin...... Is that you?...... Yes, I know, the time has come for me to accompany you......" Old Martin's voice was surprisingly gentle, and a happy smile appeared on his face, and such a trivial matter as death no longer mattered to him.