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Looking at the hideous blood-red heavy armor on Richardson's body, Dio hesitated, not willing to give up like this, but did not dare to act rashly for a while. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info with the strength of many guards, it is not difficult to kill Richardson, but if you have a deep grudge with the Green family because of this, it will be troublesome!

"Death Blade, sure enough, it's the Death Blade Warframe!"

"I didn't expect to meet a real blade warrior here!"

Unlike Dior, who frowned, looking at the armor on Richardson's body, many wanderers' eyes lit up and saw the hope of getting out of trouble. After the amazement, they leaned over intentionally or unintentionally. The Aguillon god system is very powerful, but the Grimm family, where the Blade Warrior belongs, is also famous in all major planes, and it is not left behind at all. With a real blade warrior to back it up, the trip is much safer.

For thousands of years, the gods of Aguillon from the plane of order have established their position with one massacre after another, destroying the confidence and courage of their enemies with heinous bloodshed. Looking at the guards of Dior who surrounded the entire camp, and looking at their cold eyes and murderous aura, people became more and more sure of the other party's murderous intentions.

At this time, Richardson who stepped forward undoubtedly gave them a glimmer of hope. Richardson is not very strong, and there are many Rangers present who are better than him, but people value his status more than strength.

The Green family is huge, but there are only a handful of direct descendants of Alex Deathblade. Being able to have a Death Blade Order shows that Richardson's identity is definitely not simple, no matter how strong he is, the people of the Aguillon God Department do not dare to easily kill the core members of the Green family.

Numerous wanderers are fast and quickly gather together to form a tight defensive formation against a common enemy. Although most of them only have the strength of the middle gods, or even the lower gods, they are numerous, and their strength is not trivial when united.

"Young master, let me come, just cut off their heads!" Hum Ha, the fat man among the two generals was about to move, disdainful of the united wanderers. The obsessed mung bean looked at the pretty face of the elf priest, and then stared at the enchantress's plump breasts, with a silver smile on her face.

"Hmph, Vladimir, your knife is too slow, even if others stand still, you have to cut for a long time, or I'll do it!" The guy who was thinner than the Corpse Witch King held up a thin sword and flicked it gently.

"Davis, you're too thick-skinned, you lost so badly last time, and you're embarrassed to say that you're faster than me!" the fat man named Vladimir rolled his eyes and retorted loudly

Many wanderers were on guard and nervous, lest this group of Aguillon gods suddenly go on a killing spree. The two humming generals beside the young man Dior quarreled loudly as if no one was around, hoping to strike first, and it seemed that he didn't look at everyone at all.

"Again, I'll give you suspects one last chance. You can all go up together, just defeat any of the two guards on my side, and we'll get out of here at once. Otherwise, the suspicious person will have to go with us!" After pondering for a while, the Yin Owl's Dio finally made a decision, and quickly drew the line between Yang Ling and his party and the other wanderers.

Instead of taking great risks to kill people, it is better to concentrate on dealing with a few key people!

As long as Yang Ling is killed, his godhead is dug up, and the beautiful elven sacrifice is taken away, this is enough. Wanderers such as the black-robed old man Vercox don't matter, let alone other wanderers. In this way, you can achieve your goal without forming a deep grudge with the Green family behind Richardson!

Although killing Yang Ling in public may leak the news and leave some hidden dangers, compared with killing Richardson and forming a blood feud with the Green family, it is clear which is more important!

After smiling coldly, Dio whispered a few words in the ear of the fat man named Vladimir, who nodded, took the order, and flew in front of Yang Ling and the others with a 'whew', laughing, "Come on, if you are not afraid of death, go together, let you taste the power of my Vladimir!"

Vladimir is self-assured and strong, and he doesn't take Yang Ling and his party seriously at all. The Blade Samurai is very powerful, but unfortunately, Richardson is far from being able to cultivate to a high level and cannot pose a mortal threat to him. Ordinary god-level powerhouses, even if they are a group of high-level gods, are not his opponents, not to mention that Yang Ling and his party don't even have a few high-level gods!

Although he was sure of victory, in order to avoid long nights, Vladimir followed Dior's orders and prepared for a quick victory. Holding a sharp broadsword, he silently recited a few incantations and unfolded the divine domain. Suddenly, an originally dull ring on his finger glowed red, and a hideous dragon head loomed.

The heavy pressure spread far away, enveloping the entire wanderer camp. Not to mention the golden cloak warrior who only had the strength of the Holy Domain and the Domain behind the sword god Gerald, even many wanderers who only had the strength of the lower god were shocked, their limbs were stiff and weak, and they trembled all over, and they almost couldn't breathe! The gravity in the camp seemed to have increased more than ten times, or even dozens of times in an instant!

Priesthood power!

The Divine Domain of a god-level powerhouse with a god-level powerhouse is many times more powerful than an ordinary god-level powerhouse!

"The dragon head ring, a high-ranking god peak powerhouse with a priesthood?"

Looking at the red light lingering in Vladimir, looking at the red light on his finger with the red dragon head ring, Wilcox and Richardson and others swallowed with difficulty. Although he had known that the other party was powerful, he never expected that he would be a strong man with a priesthood.

A strong person with a priesthood, even if he is the weakest first-level priesthood, has only one dragon head on the ring, and that is not something that ordinary people can deal with! The blessing of the divine power of the dragon head ring will greatly increase the owner's attack power and defensive ability; the wish power of the believers gathered by the dragon head ring will enable the owner to obtain a steady stream of divine power

"This is the true power of the dragon head ring?" Looking at the red dragon head ring on Vladimir's finger, Yang Ling was shocked, and quickly remembered the dozen or so dragon head rings he got in the Gebula Temple, and remembered the Nine Dragons ring he got in the underwater castle.

A ring with only one dragon head is already so powerful, and a ring with five dragon heads or even nine dragon heads engraved with it, so what's the point?

"I said that no matter who you are, you don't want to kill my brother, you don't want to snatch my love!" After taking a deep breath, Richardson, dressed in blood-red blade armor, strode out and faced Vladimir's coercion.

Although he has always been reluctant to return to the ancestral hall of his family for baptism, and he is unwilling to face his father, who has never met him, the pride from the bloodline of the Death Blade has given him the courage to face powerful enemies and face all difficulties.

There are only blades that die in battle, and there is never a blade that surrenders!

"Okay, Brother Richardson, we're not fighting alone!" Yang Ling gritted his teeth, waved his hand and summoned god-level demonic beasts such as Hydra and Bald Mammoth Butler, strode over to Richardson's side, and fought side by side with him. While people were not paying attention, he took out the Nine Dragons ring without revealing a trace and quietly put it on his finger.

Although I don't know how to use this Nine Dragons ring, I don't know how to exert its power. However, in the face of Vladimir, whose strength is amazing, and in the face of unprecedented pressure, Yang Ling has an intuition that this ring may be able to surprise himself a lot.

Divination is a branch of soul witchcraft, one of the most mysterious and difficult to cultivate. After advancing to the Soul Witch, although he still couldn't master the mystery of divination, with the rapid development of witchcraft and spiritual power, and with the gradual deepening of his perception of soul witchcraft, Yang Ling found that his senses were becoming more and more acute.

Many times, there is a vague intuition in my heart in advance, as if I have a keen sixth sense. Along the way, it was precisely by relying on this keen intuition and the detection of the horned bee beast that he was able to avoid the interception of many abyss demons again and again.

"You guys stand back, how far back is it!" After telling the clansmen behind him to quickly retreat to the side, Sword God Gerald walked to Yang Ling's side without hesitation. Behind him, the elven priest holding the magic staff followed closely without the slightest hesitation.

"I'm old, I've lived for so many years, and it's already enough!" Looking at the heroic Richardson, and then at the unhesitating Yang Ling and the elven priest, the black-robed old man Wellcox pulled out a soft sword from his waist with a 'swish', and strode to Yang Ling and the others. Behind him, dozens of wanderers looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and then strode in agreement.

After following Richardson in many planes for countless years, they fought side by side, experienced countless ups and downs together, and formed a deep friendship. Although he understood that Vladimir's strength was far superior to that of ordinary high-ranking gods, no one retreated.

"Hahaha, good, very good, since you are looking for death, then don't blame me!" Looking at Yang Ling and his party who quickly formed a formation, Vladimir laughed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Richardson can't kill, the elven priest can't die, and the others don't have any worries and can slaughter to their heart's content!

A cold wind blew, rolling up the fallen leaves in the sky, and the wanderers who were watching retreated far away, staring intently. An earth-shattering battle is coming!

(To be continued)