Chapter XXXIX

In the corner that Mo Long didn't notice, behind a towering ancient tree, a huge figure that was even three meters tall slightly revealed a line of body, wrapped in a black cloak, only a pair of scarlet pupils that were bright and uncertain shone from the deep hood revealed a faint light, looking coldly at Mo Long's direction. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And he seems to be quite cautious and cautious in this academy, trying his best to suppress his breath, but, is he ready - as long as that middle-aged man makes any dangerous moves, he will be prepared to make a desperate thunderous move?

This man, or rather, the monster...... Who exactly?

On the other side, Mo Long didn't realize that he had an inexplicable super helper who was ready to make a desperate move, and at this moment, he was looking at the middle-aged man who came step by step with a gloomy face.

Silver? or ...... Gold?

It is unlikely that it is gold, the powerhouse of the gold level is not so bad, and it is impossible to target him because of this kind of thing.

This guy is here at this moment, Mo Long believes that this can't be a so-called coincidence, the other party is coming for him, if he is honestly taught a lesson by Diar, a stunned young man who was used as a gun, if not, then he will come forward.

Mo Long's face was slightly gloomy, he could think of the purpose of this guy's doing, a character like this, once he appeared, it would not be possible to be like our Baron just for the stupid reason of teaching you a slap in the face.

Our Mr. Traveler glanced at the Diyar trio on the ground with only wailing and realized that they might be trying to get themselves out of the school, for the simple reason that some people were not at ease. ，

Mo Long took a deep breath, he couldn't understand who could get in the way of a disabled waste who didn't even take the initiative to try to learn magic and swordsmanship?

However, this is actually correct, and Mo Long is indeed making rapid progress now.

Mo Long knew that the hammers that Akali had just made were indeed heavy, and if it was just a general technique, this guy might not have shown up.

Moron took a deep breath.

Silver, can only be silver.

But it is also silver, the feeling that this guy gave to Mr. Traverser is simply different from that Nushan Caesar that day, Mo Long has a faint feeling that this guy's strength level is even going to throw off that Nushan Mr. more than a dozen streets.

I don't know how it compares to that green-skinned monster, but that guy thinks Mo Long is an adult, and he never dares to release his breath unscrupulously in front of Mo Long, so there is no way to judge this.

Akali seemed to be facing a powerhouse of this level for the first time, and she looked quite nervous, holding the heavy war hammer in her hand.

But it seems that this guy's eyes don't seem to be afraid at all.

Mo Long's gaze lingered for a moment on the war hammer in Akali's hand, this was the first time he had a chance to take a serious look at the little Lori's exaggerated weapon.

The hammer was silvery-white, from the huge rectangular hammer head to the gripping handle, all made of steel, and in the warhammer, there were intricate inscriptions, and in the center of the layers of inscriptions, the four sides of the hammer were depicted with pictures of the moon and light.

Only then did Moron remember that the Elgars seemed to be followers of the deceased god Lingguang and Andella, the god of Yue.

Belief in deceased gods is not uncommon on the Holy Judgment Continent, in legends, each god represents a star in the sky, which god exists, his star will be incomparably dazzling, and once it falls, the star will not disappear completely, it will only dim, and the god will turn into a star to sprinkle the earth, whenever the people on the earth pray to him, although the deceased god cannot send down miracles, but it can also provide a certain bonus for believers, of course, and the gods who still exist in the world give it is incomparable.

Akali is from Elgar in the north, and it is natural for her to believe in this goddess Andella, and as far as Moron knows, the leader of this mercenary group called Winter, while being a spellcaster, is also half a believer of this goddess, and can even use the power of this god.

But it is obvious that this is not the time to think about these things, and Mo Long does not have the eyesight to see the quality of weapons, and in this world, most weapons are exquisite, so Mo Long does not know whether the war hammer in Akali's hand is good or bad.

However, Mo Long knew one thing, the two of them together, it was impossible to fight the middle-aged man who was about to come to them step by step.

And it's definitely the stupidest thing to do to fight that guy here.

Mo Long stretched out his hand to block the eager Akali, and turned the wheelchair forward slightly.

The other party came step by step, and the pressure on our Mr. Traverser was also rising, and finally when this person stood in front of Mo Long's eyes, the pressure reached the extreme.

But Mo Long is now at the peak of Black Iron's strength, although this level of strength came extremely quickly, and even easily made Mo Long feel a little unreal.

But the strong physique given to him by the Black Iron Peak could still keep him from being too much under this level of pressure.

However, our Mr. Traveler knows that he is now a crippled ordinary person.

The cold sweat he had left, and then, that is......

Mo Long leaned on the back of the wheelchair, his eyes were slightly bloodshot and looked at the middle-aged man, his face was already pale, and the cold sweat was real.

Akali glanced at Moron.

The young man shook his head at Little Lori without moving, he believed that although this girl was a bit tough, it had always been more reliable at critical moments.

Akali took a step back, and the hammer in her hand drooped slightly.

The man named Nick Hodgson glanced at the hammer in Akali's hand, snorted, and said, "Andella." ”

Moron was silent.

Akali couldn't help but shrink slightly as she watched the other party's gaze stay on her weapon.

Nick glanced at Akali meaningfully, then turned his gaze away, glanced at the three unlucky ones who were wailing and twitching on the ground, and said, "Baron Dial, I remember that you don't seem to be a student of our academy, so what are you doing here?"

Diar was stunned, so he didn't understand the obvious implication in Nick's words, on the contrary, he thought that this guy was questioning him.

Nick saw a look on his face from this guy's eyes, sighed inwardly, and said, "I don't think you're here to catch up with Mr. Field, are you?"

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