It seems that Waluffy did not take Waluffy seriously at all, and the two adventurers of the silver class waited for Waluffy's plea for mercy with a haughty attitude.

However, the truth was not as they thought, Voruffi lit a flame in his hand, casually looked at the so-called powerhouses around him and asked lightly: "Who has a family?"

"What?"

"Meaning, if I start a heavy shot, it may be life-threatening, and those who have family can quit, I don't care. ”

"Are you crazy?!"

"No, my name is Wooluffy. A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes and Wooluffi said that he was not mistaken.

I want to say "I can't help myself" - but I feel fear inexplicably, how is it possible? Only for a moment, hallucination, yes, it must be an illusion, how can a hairy boy who is not very old and does not know which country is qualified to make himself afraid, he is a silver master, and he has absolute quantity suppression.

The silver adventurer also drew his weapon, which was a white steel knife embellished with precious stones, which seemed to be enchanted, and after being unsheathed, his whole body seemed to be ignited, but the difference was that it was a little light green.

"Let's do it!" the silver adventurer ordered, and the bronze and black iron behind him rushed towards Voruffi with all kinds of weapons.

"Ahh "Originally, the purpose of causing trouble was to cause restlessness and make others pay attention to him, of course, this was to make Lei Zhe, who is the leader of the War Dragon Heaven, pay attention to himself and his artifact, if he took the initiative to go, he would definitely not be looked down upon as he is now, and if he was invited by the other party and refused when he was invited, the results of the two would be very different.

As for the current situation, although it doesn't make much sense anymore, Voruffi still thinks it's also excellent to teach these fools a lesson, and, a little happy, is this a way to relieve stress?

It's just that the tools used as a relaxation tool are really unqualified.

The condensed flame is released casually, and it is not a complete "magic dragon flame" but an ordinary orange fire, and the temperature... If you don't count the additional magic power, it is at least 30,000 degrees, which is far beyond ordinary flames.

The warriors who rushed forward suddenly realized that this was a decision that was extremely regrettable.

The flames wrapped around them as if they were self-conscious, and their armor, inner armor, bracers, boots, and weapons were all melted, no matter what material they were proud of.

didn't deliberately burn their **, just the melted "molten iron" had already made them let out a scream that was completely inconsistent with the identity of the strong, like killing a pig, but if you compare it carefully, maybe the pain of being directly roasted by the flame is barely better than this.

It was just one move, the first attack was also the last blow, and at the same time, Waluffy's easy defeat of these "strong men" also made everyone, including the two silver adventurers, stunned, no, it should be said that it was shock.

"You don't, you, no, can't be, you won't" incoherently and incoherently, the look at the moment is the best irony of the stupid swagger that came before.

Just as Vuluffi was about to continue to attack, Isher stopped him, but instead of stopping him, he looked at Waluffy's consent with a playful expression: "Dude, leave it to me." ”

"It's my business. ”

"Don't be so stingy, just a few garbage, I'll give you a few gold in the future." It seems that he misunderstood what Wooluffi meant, as if Wooluffi was slamming the door and not sharing the good things with him.

But what does gold mean, is it a gold-level master? Just now Isheel said that he was a monster, but he didn't say the race, but if he was really a monster, then the feeling he just had about himself was probably the feeling of being threatened by natural enemies? Do dragons have natural enemies? As far as Voruffi knows, dragons are the strongest race in terms of comprehensive strength like the super ancient species, and natural enemies cannot exist - because he doesn't know much about this guy Voruffie, and he doesn't even have any trust, maybe it's good to get to know him.

Thinking of this, Wooluffi reluctantly nodded in agreement.

With a happy smile like a child getting a big red apple, Ichel waved his black gold-rimmed robe, "Hehe, take care of you!"

Although it was a joke towards Voruffi, when Ischel set his eyes on the two silvers, his attitude changed significantly, and as the prey of the targeted, the two powerful adventurers were really like the prey of the targeted—the prey, the gray rabbit that filled the body with fear in the attack of the eagle, the small and fragile that the swarms of sardines could not resist in the face of the orcas, the moth caught in the spider's web and desperately struggled to make a useless struggle against the spider.

This is an innate class division, a trench that the predator and the predator can barely cross.

"Plop!"

The legs were so weak that they couldn't stand up, and the two silver powerhouses who were placed outside enough to sweep hundreds of people knelt down like this, and it could be seen on their faces, no, it couldn't be said to be fear, it was distorted.

The coercion of the Monster could also be unleashed, but Voruffi could not do it without a trace, but Isel seemed to have accomplished this ability, and even Voruffi did not notice it - if it were two silvers kneeling down on their own, Voruffi would rather believe that Claudia would be a lady.

He walked over slowly, with a relaxed pace, and if Ischel's expression was happy at the moment, then the expression on his face should have been happy when he approached one of the silver adventurers and flew a kick.

The one who was kicked away...... Oh no, it should be said that the corpse that was kicked away was like a sharp arrow off the string - "boom" slammed into the separation wall, completely crushing the defense that should have been able to withstand the attack of the monster, but unexpectedly, the corpse was intact.

Soon, people realized that their thoughts were wrong, and the corpse began to fall slowly, piece by piece, but in ten seconds, it completely became a puddle of rotten flesh and spread on the ground, the symbol of the silver class seemed so ironic at this moment, is this the so-called master-level powerhouse?

There was some sound of vomiting, which was the result of a few people with poor tolerance running away that could not stand it.

"Well, it's a bit bad. As if dissatisfied with the way the object flew out, Ichelle turned to look at the only remaining silver in front of him, but the latter was already trembling and could not stand up even from fear, his legs were already unconscious, in other words, he didn't know why he had lost control of his legs.

A large number of people from a distance came over here, seeing that the armed forces were subordinates of War Dragon Heaven, and they should be in charge of the security of the area around the headquarters.

"Ichel, don't go too far, just deal with it normally. Voruffi frowned slightly, fortunately the corpse had just fallen in the distance, and Sasha didn't see it, but if he did it again, except for Sasha, he would also have a physiological nightmare reaction to others.

"Okay, okay. Iser agreed, and those subordinates of War Dragon Heaven also arrived, and when they saw this, they were shocked when they saw this, and hurriedly surrounded them and demanded that the "two sides" stop arguing and fighting.

As if he had seen the adventurer's silver sign, and he seemed to recognize this person, the leader wanted to help, and Voruffi immediately stood up and pulled out an object, and the group immediately gasped, and the next second was to take two steps back.

Everyone around them, including those who saw the object, let out a burst of amazement, as if it was about to overshadow the horrific scene just now.

What Voruffi shows is the symbol of the golden class of powerhouses.

"No, don't kill me" The silver adventurer also saw all this, but he regretted it too late, and he had no choice but to beg for mercy.

But Ischel didn't have any intention of letting him go.

"Don't kill me, I'm a member of the Blood Sword Regiment and the Blood Sword Mercenary Regiment!"

"Oh? Black's men. Ichelle, as if he was considering, slowed his movements.

The silver master's eyes flashed with a glint of hope, and the person in front of him had heard of Blacks! He had heard of the Blood Sword Mercenary Group! He was saved! He was saved.

"But what does it matter to me?"

Without even a chance to utter a "huh?" Ichel's knife slashed in an indecent arc, and the oval ball tumbled to the ground with a splash of liquid, all the while Voruffi covered Sasha's eyes. (To be continued.) )