"The end?"

Seeing that Chardo in front of him withdrew his big sword, Micah also put down the long sword in his hand and asked cautiously.

"That's right, as you said, it's not time for us to fight."

The corners of Chaldo's mouth rose slightly.

Although he did not complete the transformation of swordsmanship and stepped into the realm of god-level swordsmanship.

But his current quasi-god realm-level swordsmanship has already satisfied him.

After all, at this time, he was already a dying person.

Being able to see more esoteric swordsmanship before he died, and taking another step forward in the field of swordsmanship, was already satisfied in his heart.

"Besides, the surrounding battle has come to an end at this time, and if I stay any longer, it will be difficult for me to retreat."

Hearing Chardo's words, Micah looked around.

Because of the previous battle between the two, the buildings around them had long since been reduced to rubble.

Therefore, the view that was originally blocked by the building is now easily included in the surrounding area.

By this time, the battle in the industrial zone had come to an end.

Soon Melly and Alyse will be able to finish the day.

The fires and sounds of fighting from other streets in the distance gradually faded away, and it was clear that the fighting elsewhere was over.

"I see, are you timid?"

Seeing that the situation began to tilt in his favor, Michael even mocked.

Maybe if he persists, Finn and the others will be here.

Micah didn't believe what was going on here hadn't reached Finn's ears yet.

With Finn's wisdom, there will definitely be a secret post in the industrial area in case there are enemies on Micah's side that are beyond their strength.

Finn knew that the identity of a descendant of the Micahrajuan clan could easily attract a strong man like Al Fea or Chaldo.

"Oh, do you want to keep fighting?"

Hearing Micah's provocation, Chardo couldn't help but laugh.

How could he not understand Micah's thoughts?

It was because of knowing Micah's thoughts that he was so happy.

"What a funny little ghost."

"If you are willing to continue to fight against me, instead of maintaining a defensive position, even if you may encounter your encirclement, I am willing to stay, how about it!"

While laughing, Chardo lost the power of choice to Micah.

Micah couldn't help but roll his eyes.

He pointed to the side angrily and said, "Don't think I don't know that Aunt Alfeiya is also here. ”

"Don't even think about being young!"

After the battle between Micah and Zardo ended, Micah suddenly felt the breath of Archia.

Micah thought that this should be the deliberate revelation of Alfeia's breath to himself.

In this regard, he immediately pointed out where she was.

"Don't call me Auntie!"

An angry voice followed.

Then Alfia descended from heaven and landed in front of Czardo, looking at Micah unkindly.

As the aunt of the future protagonist Bell Clooney, Alfila never saw him again after Bell became conscious.

In addition to various reasons, there is also the fact that she can't accept the fact that others call her aunt.

This woman cares a lot about age.

"Ah, yes, yes, Aunt Alfia!"

Facing the annoyed Archia, Micah chuckled as if heartlessly.

Seeing this, the veins on Alfeiya's head were bruised.

Obviously, Michael's words deeply stimulated her.

"Do you think I won't dare to kill you?"

Alfeia said word by word.

In her voice, both Micah and Chardo felt a cold air like a thousand years of ice.

"Ahh

Feeling the chill coming from in front of him, Micah couldn't help but retreat.

"Oops, overskinned."

Micah said secretly in his heart.

"How so?"

Micah hurriedly smiled.

Seeing Micah's cowardice, Alfia couldn't help but snort softly, and then walked to the rear.

"Wait, Micah, I'll kill you with my own hands in the future."

"Ah, I'll be waiting for you."

Hearing Al Feya's announcement, the smile on Micah's face disappeared without a trace.

He calmly looked at the backs of Alfia and Chardo, and replied calmly.

...

"So you're the one you chose?"

Walking through the alleys, on the way back to the Dark Sect, Chardo suddenly asked Alfia.

"That's right."

Nodding slightly, the corners of Al Feiya's mouth raised slightly.

"In my eyes, there is no better candidate for Olalie today."

"Do you feel it? He's upgraded again. ”

"And even in today's lv.5, I'm afraid he's already gone far."

Just as Micah had instincted before, Alfia had been watching him silently in the shadows.

Alfeia, who had seen the whole battle between him and Chardo, knew Micah's rank at this time.

"That's true."

Chardo nodded earnestly.

Through the fight with Micah, he naturally agreed with Micah's strength at this time.

Aside from the rest, Michael's swordsmanship alone surprised him.

Obviously, his age is not as good as Alfeiya, but his martial arts are beyond the reach of Alfeiya, which is unbelievable for a person like him who has always been shrouded in the shadow of Alfeiya.

If he hadn't personally dealt with Micaka, he would never have believed such a thing.

Continuing towards the base of the Dark Lord, Alfia suddenly asked when he woke up the contemplative Chardo.

"I remember your target was the 'Meng' of the Freya Roll Clan, right?"

Hearing Alfeia's inquiry, Chardo couldn't help but smile.

"That's right, it's him."

"Although those people from the Loki Roll Clan and the Freya Roll Clan have also been promoted to lv.6 at this time, he is still the strongest in Olari now."

"Humph!"

Hearing Chardo's praise, Alfeia couldn't help but snort coldly.

"If it weren't for the fact that Micah had been an adventurer for a short time, how could Olali's title of the strongest fall on his Ota head."

Hearing Alfeia's cold snort, Chardo couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Is it really okay for you to say that? You were so angry that you wanted to kill that kid with your own hands. ”

"That's up to me to say, no one else can."

"The strongest name should be borne by Micah, after all, it was our Hera Roll clan who carried this name back then."

"Okay, whatever you say is what you want!"

Facing the unreasonable Arfeia, Chardo couldn't help but shake his head.

The women of the Hera Roll tribe had always been like this, and he had long been accustomed to it.

Raise your head and look at the sky.

Chardo chuckled and sighed.

"The stage has been set, and it's up to them to cross our bodies, learn from our experience, and become real heroes."