Bart, the gang leader who chose the profession of a thief despite being as strong as a cow, was once sent to Ixtalon prison by Lolana and was able to escape alive. [For more exciting novels, please visit] If it was placed in the past, this guy could also be regarded as the number one person in the city. But now he is no longer in the eyes of Er, and compared to the other guests in the tavern, even if he is not qualified to be a doorman.

The three guests seated around the table were dressed in very different ways, one was a greased and whitewashed court nobleman, the other was a wild man as strong as an ox, and a magician in robes. Unlike Bart, the strength of these three gentlemen who are unrelated to the Siciali thieves are all at the level of the silver rank, although one of them is a little suspicious of dragging his feet, but the strength of the berserker should not be underestimated, I think that GLP and the black knights failed to subdue him at the beginning.

In the end, although the magician died in an unknown way, he didn't even have time to leave his name, but it was only after the sneak attack of Palanti and El that he succeeded. If he had been prepared, it would have been difficult to say what the final outcome would have been.

In the face of these three gentlemen, El can still maintain his psychological advantage, because in any case, they have all died directly or indirectly at his own hands, although it is worth alarming, but it is not a mortal threat. What really gave El a headache were the two customers sitting at the bar, although these two people did not look back and only left their backs, but the identical gold scimitar on their waists was enough to explain their identity.

"What the hell is this situation, is it to play with the dead?" El grumbled as he shook off the blood from his blade. Once he had evolved to perfection from a young Ranga, he knew he was going to face an enemy beyond his imagination. However, the degree of perversion of this fantasy world is still beyond the worst possibility he can expect.

Such a group of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods gathered in a small tavern, even if it was too extravagant to assassinate the king, but now it was necessary for Ellai to accept it all, and it was indeed worthy of being called a nightmare. He now knew why Cyprus lamented that this was a big scene. This hellish fantasy world is all about bringing together the enemies he once faced and throwing a feast to celebrate his promotion to silver.

Bart's head flew high, and the tavern fell into silence, but El knew that this was the calm before the storm, and under the narrow road, the real strong man naturally wouldn't talk nonsense, because there was only one result, and that was to live or die. The two sides reached a simple tacit agreement in silence, and when the head hits the ground, it is the signal for war. 【(7764)】

With a thud, Bart's head fell to the floor and rolled into a dark corner. With a flick of his wrist, El put three demon-breaking arrows on the dragon's tooth bowstring, directly pulled out the full bow, and let go without hesitation. With the bonus of the rune power of his arms, his series of movements were as fast as flowing water. Now that he's reached the limit of perfection in every way, El feels that he doesn't need to hold back in this fight.

The trio sitting at the table were also not slow to react, and Luthor jumped away quickly and quickly by relying on his figure, drawing his sword to show his best gorgeous swordsmanship, but before his sword flower could be deployed, he was pierced through the chest by an arrow, and the whole person flew backwards.

The magician didn't dodge, he directly turned on the protective magic on his body, and the demon-breaking arrow came to his eyes in an instant, but it stopped strangely. The various magic talismans hanging on the robe burst open, and the magician's face was as white as paper, but he finally stopped the arrow. But before he could react, a second demon-breaking arrow swooped down in the same trajectory, tearing through what little magic protection he had left, and pinning him to the ground with a single arrow.

A prepared magician should not be underestimated, but El is not the country turtle who had nothing at the beginning. The Demon Breaking Arrow, designed and produced by Luo Lana herself, can be imagined how vicious and powerful it will be, and such a large killing weapon is actually supplemented with twenty-four, directly arming El into a humanoid war slaughtering machine. In this state, he was even confident that he would collide head-on with those quasi-gold-level existences, not to mention the so-called silver powerhouses in front of him.

Berserker Leon couldn't dodge the arrow, either, but he didn't need to. The Demon Breaker Arrow was plunged straight into his face, and he bit it down. The arrow shattered Leon's eight front teeth and shattered his tongue, but it failed to pierce the back of his neck and spine. This injury was not fatal, but it was painful, and Leon jumped up and roared, and went straight into the deepest state of madness.

The heavy oak round table was shredded like fragile pieces of paper, and the large axe the size of the door panel nearly blocked out half of the tavern's light, slashing at El's head with unstoppable force. The power of the berserker's burst was extremely terrifying, thinking that a sentry tower had been smashed down by him at the beginning, but it was conceivable that if this axe was split on his body, even the granite would have to be split in two.

As a hunter, El is best at maneuvering, but at this moment he can't dodge. Even though he was aiming at the trio of thieves, he never took his eyes off the two backs at the bar. Those two guys didn't look back, they weren't pretending to be high, they were also looking for opportunities. When the Berserker's great axe obscured El's vision, the two men stood up in unison, clutched the identical golden scimitar, and silently touched it.

"It's exactly what I thought......" El smiled brightly as he took in the actions of the two of them with his True Eye. He raised his hands suddenly, his fists touched hard in front of his chest, the muscles of his whole body swelled, the wooden floor under his feet shattered inch by inch, and the picture in front of him suddenly slowed down, and the storm raid mode turned on!

The Berserker's great axe slashed down on the head, looking menacing, but its speed involuntarily slowed down. It's not actually his speed that's affected, it's that El's reaction speed has increased to the limit of what he can touch now. In his perfect state, the storm raid formed by the combination of six runes raised his strength, agility, and thinking to the level of the silver level. In other words, he can now compete with the berserker in front of him with his pure strength.

In El's eyes, the speed at which the giant axe fell was slow to the point where it was almost like a turtle crawling, and even then it was not rational to stand here and make a hard connection. He took a step outward, turning his body slightly, allowing the axe to pass less than ten centimeters from his side.

Ten centimeters was not a safe distance for such a giant weapon, and although El dodged the impact of the axe's blade, his shoulder was still scratched by the killing intent carried by the giant axe, and if nothing else, the power of this axe would not fully explode until it fell to the ground, forming a diffuse shockwave. However, El did not intend to let him act recklessly, the reason why he only moved such a small distance was to be able to counterattack in the shortest possible time and in the most effective way.

In the eyes of the berserker Leon, his axe whistled down, fluttering lightly and did not feel like cutting into **, the huge battle axe also obscured his own vision, and at that moment he lost the trace of El. Beneath the shadow of his own axe, two arms with a faint blue glimmer suddenly reached out, clasping his wrists like vices.

Berserkers aren't afraid of getting hurt, because those injuries are just the right thing to motivate them to go berserk, and the more serious the injury, the more terrible it is. But it is undeniable that the human body needs more than just muscles to drive power, but also muscles and bones. With both hands, El directly broke Leon's wrist, causing his giant axe to lose its power and come out. The pain caused Leon to roar in the sky, and his body swelled into a deeper state of rage again. But his physical recovery ability was not enough to repair the damage on his wrist in this moment, so that he could not exert brute force in vain.

This was exactly what El wanted to achieve, he grabbed Leon's right hand with one hand, so that he could not exert his strength, and the other hand clenched into a fist, and the three runes of growth, death, and sacrifice on his arm lit up in turn, converging into a new rune language, enveloping his fist in a dark blue aura.

The virtual image of the Flying Feather Velociraptor rushed out from behind El, raised its head to the sky and let out a silent roar, opening its bloody jaws and biting down on Leon's head. The tyrant appeared on the scene, completely suppressing his arrogance after his madness. At the same time, El's punch to complete the charge also slammed into the Berserker's ribs. He also used all his strength, and the punch sank deep into the berserker's ribs, and even the sound of ribs snapping one after another could be heard.

"Can you catch my punch?!" El roared, and the runic power accumulated in his fist exploded instantly, only a dull whistling sound was heard, and the berserker's tall body exploded from the middle, and the whole person was broken into two, and flesh and blood were splashed all over the sky.

As the saying goes, war is the driving force behind human evolution, and this sentence is apt for El. Under the blessing of the perfect state and the killing intent of the strong enemy, he almost subconsciously created a new rune language, and the moment this rune language was successfully combined, a suitable name dragon roar also appeared in his mind!

Compared to the Storm Raid, which improves physical fitness in all aspects, the use of Dragon Roar is much simpler, because this runic language simply emphasizes lethality, as long as you comprehend it, there are no other obstacles, even if you leave here and return to your previous state, you can still use it.

The combat power increased again, and El still did not have half a smile on his face, because he knew in his heart that he would have to pay the corresponding price if he chose to kill the berserker surrounded by strong enemies. The power of the dragon's roar is terrifying, but the opposite problem is that the greater the power he uses in this punch, the time to retract the force must also increase accordingly. It may only be half a second more than before, but this time is enough for a silver-rank powerhouse.

As El's punch pierced the Berserker's body, a golden light slashed across his head, stabbing straight at his neck, and in the shadow behind him, the same golden light burst out against the ground, aiming at his spine at an eerie angle.

Source of the novel: Ran Library

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