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Although Lance subconsciously dodged, it was too close after all. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info's glittering blade was like the fangs of a vicious dog, and it tore a hole in Lance's left arm. The pain eroded Lance's consciousness once more, but Lance quickly recovered from the pain.

Lance gritted his teeth, and waved his right hand without hesitation, and the broken sword counterattacked directly with a silver trajectory. The sharp blade struck the neck of the undead apprentice.

Seeing such a fierce attack, the undead apprentice, who was suddenly terrified, hurriedly retreated in a panic. The front of Lance's broken sword brushed the jaw of the undead apprentice with Lance's great regret.

With a sword wind passing by, it was as if death had passed by. The undead apprentice's jaw suddenly cooled, and he exclaimed: "Fake!

He hurriedly stepped back. His backward steps had not yet escaped from his fright, and he staggered, swaying from side to side, with the posture of a drunkard. This made Lance look a little funny, and the domineering hooligan aura of the previous one was completely gone.

It seems that the undead apprentice didn't expect Lance to dare to fight back, it is estimated that these guys used to rob the people, and they didn't have any great skills. With this blow, Lance also basically had a bottom in his heart, and he felt a trace of victory begin to ignite in his heart.

As for Lance, the blow of the dagger just now basically had no effect on him. Lance's left arm had been largely useless since he woke up, and he didn't care about a few more stabs, and the pain of the stab was nothing compared to the pain of the wound in his left shoulder.

While Lance's attention was all on his companion. With a bite of his teeth and a dagger, another undead apprentice rushed forward with a twisted face and attacked Lance to the other side.

However, the intent of this undead apprentice's attack was too obvious. The act of making up my mind before the attack was simply telling Lance that I was going to attack. Lance naturally borrowed the slope to get off the donkey and waved his backhand.

The broken sword cut a beautiful silver fan, like a round of Emei Moon. The sharp blade of the sword blocked the airspace in front of Lance to the left. The frightened undead apprentice stopped the attack with a sharp brake, and the undead apprentice who had finally stopped held the dagger, cautiously spit out a restrained murderous aura and stared at Lance, and confronted him.

Lance can see this, these two are cowards, and the force is not very good, only knows sneak attacks.

Then the undead apprentice on the other side, who had retreated more than a dozen steps, relieved himself and wanted to come over and sneak attack. However, Lance hurriedly turned his head, his eyes glared angrily and vigilantly, as if several arrows had been shot in his eyes. When the undead apprentice saw the tremendous killing intent emanating from Lance's dark red pupils, an inexplicable chill swept through his body. It made him shiver, and his legs and feet didn't obey him. It seems that his legs and feet can see that as long as he goes further, it will be hell.

Lance pointed at the two with the broken sword, and confronted the two cowardly undead apprentices, each looking at the other with caution, as if whoever attacked suffered a loss.

However, the left shoulder, which was already numb to the point of pain, was always a reminder of Lance's body that had turned on the red light. Although he didn't look at his wounds, Lance could clearly feel the liquid flowing down his left arm like a stream.

Lance also understands that if these two goods are together, his physical condition will definitely lose. But sometimes no one wants to be the one who takes the lead, and everyone wants their teammates to go up first, and then follow up themselves.

However, the two undead apprentices glanced at each other, and there seemed to be a glimmer of trickery in their eyes. Lance suddenly felt that something was not right.

And the next moment, I saw the two of them suddenly raise their right hand, which looked like a withered corpse, and began to mutter something like a mantra in a muttering voice: "sah_kin__hock__droon__je_kin_sah.schar_ku."

As the incantation progressed, a ghostly smoke began to gather in their shriveled right hand, forming a terrifying black mist that swallowed and polluted the air around them. It was as if it was a raging flame of black smoke, but it was slowed down several times.

When Lance heard the spell, his brow furrowed slightly. A familiar and terrifying feeling, at this moment, his heart seemed to suddenly enter the ice cellar, and a bad premonition slowly rose from his back.

Lance seemed to understand their spell, and seemed to use a different language in his own head than the language he used to communicate with Veronica. Although Lance could not remember the name of the language, he could understand it, and it meant, "I am an angel of God." Serve creation. In order to find eternal darkness, the black flame is for me. The chant takes effect!"

He was surprised that what sounded like a vernacular spell was a magic spell, but Lance didn't have time to wonder why. Because there is one most important question: these two people's dagger attacks are okay, but how can they defend themselves against this long-range magic attack?

So Lance, who felt deeply bad, hurriedly pulled out the posture and stepped on an arrow. The ground under his feet was also like beating a war drum because of the force of this step, making a "bang" sound. Lance was ready to take a man's life before they could finish chanting. But by this time it was too late.

As soon as Lance stepped forward, the chanting of the two undead apprentices had already finished. With a wave of their hands, two black magic bullets dragging black smoke rushed directly like two cannonballs, and the cloaks of the undead apprentices blown by the huge air generated by the black magic bullets fluttered violently in the air, like flags in a hurricane. And the moment the black magic bullet was ejected, the corners of the two undead apprentices' mouths were already showing the joy of victory. They knew that the boy was finished.

In an instant, there was a loud "bang", and Lance seemed to be hit by a huge fireball of catapults, and the billowing black smoke went straight into the sky, and everything in front of him was instantly drowned in the smoke after their explosion by these two black magic bullets, without mercy or hesitation.

"Lance!" Veronica cried out, crying.

The two undead apprentices next to him laughed. One of them looked at the billowing black smoke in front of him, and said to the sobbing Veronica, "Hehe, no matter how hard you try, this kid is a lamb to the slaughter." This is a C-level black explosive bomb that can kill a cow, let alone two rounds. Even your Idiris legionnaires came, and they were blown to smithereens. Can this red-eyed boy be better than the legionnaire infantry?haha, this little beauty, your man is dead, just serve us in peace, haha......"

"Oh, ahem, huh?" suddenly a familiar voice came from the thick black smoke. The unexpected voice caused the two undead apprentices to open their mouths wide, their eyes filled with a tremor of disbelief, and they looked at the place where it was supposed to be a corpse. All they saw was a pair of eyes glowing red slowly emerging in the billowing smoke, like the eyes of a dark wolf.

"Lance!" Veronica shouted happily and excitedly, "Are you alright?"

"It's ridiculous that just such a black smoke can hurt a cow? Lance walked out slowly, still holding the broken sword in his hand, and the broken sword was still shining cold, announcing that he and his master were unharmed.

Seeing Veronica with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes, Lance smiled and said, "Don't cry, I also promised to escort you to Naherny's Magic Grass, and then go home safely." Death will wait until you are escorted home safely. The promise has not been fulfilled, and I dare not die easily. ”

In fact, the reality is that Lance himself does not know what is happening.

Originally, Lance thought he was going to die. But when the black bomb hit his body, despite the strong wind, the loud sound, and the trembling ground, everything seemed to be the standard match before the destruction. But in this terrifying atmosphere, I just felt like I was being pushed hard by others, and there was no fatal effect.

Although this contrast surprised Lance himself, but when he saw the panicked Veronica, he had to pretend that he was very powerful. This can give Veronica's panicked heart a sense of security, and secondly, it can also deter the two cowardly undead apprentices.

Watching these two people "affectionately" dialogue here, completely ignoring their own feelings. An undead apprentice on the side was furious, he bent over and pointed at Lance like thunder, and said, "What are you angry about, kid?

The undead apprentice named Tuke was called like this, and he also woke up from a stunned daze, and quickly replied, "Okay!"

The right hand was raised to the sky again, and then the familiar spell was chanted from the mouths of the two again, only this time the tone of the two was more angry and angry.

But at this time, Lance also changed from the bad thing just now to fearless: I have the first time, will I still be afraid of the second time?

So dragging his heavy body like a sandbag tied all over his body, his hands were bruised and fiercely holding the broken sword that still had the blood of the previous undead apprentice leader, and Lance, who was already fearless, approached the two undead apprentices step by step with his anger.

Looking at Lance's dark red pupils with a huge murderous aura and anger, the two chanting undead apprentices couldn't hide the fear and uneasiness in their hearts. With each step Lance took with heavy steps, their legs trembled as if Lance were the creator of the earthquake, and as if Lance had taken the steps of death.

Although they knew that the two of them were now the stronger side in terms of ability and numbers. But in the face of this Lance, who completely ignored his own magic, the morale of the two undead apprentices was obviously like a deflated balloon, and it was almost to the point of collapse.

They then chanted for an extended measure. Each threw two more powerful black bullets.

However, looking at these two menacing black explosive bombs, Lance's eyes were only full of contempt, as if he had seen a huge joke. Lance stopped, then leaned forward and struck in the direction the black bomb was coming from, striking a tough stance.

And everything was as Lance expected, and the seemingly two more powerful black explosive bombs did not cause more damage to Lance at all.

Although the scene of the explosion was more spectacular, the air currents were more powerful, the shaking was more violent, and the black smoke was thicker, but all this was a façade. In fact, these two black explosive bombs were not much better than the last time, but they seemed to have been pushed by someone, preventing Lance from advancing. But three seconds later, Lance began to approach step by step with murderous and furious anger.

The two undead apprentices were completely shocked. They panicked, their morale was like a dam destroying a reservoir, the originally high morale passed in an instant, and everything collapsed to the extreme, leaving only the dry reservoir floor, empty.

So one of the undead apprentices began to rout and go crazy through countless short chants, firing small black explosive shells in succession, like a ballista that kept turning. And the other undead apprentice named Tuke was already frightened, and looked at Lance blankly.

However, even the previous big black bomb couldn't beat Lance, let alone this smaller little black bomb. Three or four shots hit Lance, it was like throwing a handful of snow on Lance's body, except for the black explosive petals that bloomed, not even Lance's pace of progress was stopped.

"Do you like to chant this sentence so much?" Lance suddenly stopped, then raised his right hand holding the broken sword, pointed the broken sword at the undead apprentice who had already flown away, and said with a hint of disdain and contempt, "Then I'll try it too." ”

Lance felt that since their magic was nothing more than just reciting two vernaculars, what was so difficult about it, why not try it himself?

So Lance raised his right hand holding the broken sword and pointed at the undead apprentice who kept firing small magic bullets just now, and when the undead apprentice saw it, he was frightened and took a step back. And Lance then began to say "sah_kin_ahrch......" in their tones.

When he began to recite the incantation, Lance suddenly felt that the broken sword in his hand seemed to be establishing some kind of connection with his brain through his right arm, as if there was a key to open his brain.

Suddenly, a picture rudely broke into Lance's brain:

It was the appearance of a vague adult man, wearing a leather armor and coarse leather trousers, with a delicate metal inlay on it, and a pair of long leather boots on his feet, polished and shiny, that could be used as a mirror. And what caught Lance's attention the most was a very special horn pinned to his waist, and the horn had an emblem engraved on its body, which was a white rose badge on a black background.

The adult man took his pipe, pointed to the broken sword in Lance's hand and said, "Red-eyed boy, what are you doing with this broken sword like a baby?"

Lance looked at the broken sword in his hand with emotion and said, "This is my weapon, and this is also the purpose of my visit. ”

The adult man laughed, then put his pipe in his mouth and said, "Interesting, use a broken sword as a weapon." But then again, although your swordsmanship just now is very strange, it is really good, and it should be at least A-level. I'm afraid that the heavy swordsmen of the Normanland Praetorian Legion are at this level. You can go with my caravan, and we'll pass by the place you mentioned, but that place is rarely visited, do you go there for this broken sword in your hand?"

Looking at the adult man who was spitting smoke, Lance held the broken sword, nodded vigorously and said, "That's right, my mother asked me to come over to find the fragments of this broken sword, saying that it is very important and related to this world. ”

"Haha, what is it about the world?" The adult man held his pipe in his right hand and began to laugh heartily, as if his whole heart was open and unabashed: "Haha, for me money is the whole world. Red-eyed boy, I still admire you, you look like a person with a story, and you have the opportunity to tell me about it on the way. Well, no more nonsense, brothers, let's go!"

Just as Lance was about to continue watching, he felt as if something was being roughly grabbed behind his back, and then everything in front of him quickly turned black in front of Lance, and then he was pulled back into the cold reality.

When Lance came back to his senses, he found that he had actually begun to recite the rest of the spell again. It was as if time had been frozen just now, and Lance seemed to have just pressed the pause button, and then went out to watch this scene, and then came back to lift the pause and continue.

However, Lance can't be confused now, after all, there are enemies to deal with in front of him. And when Lance, who came back to his senses, saw the reaction of the broken sword in front of him, Lance was shocked.