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Especially since the speed of the man was fast, but the landing was silent.

Wataru shuddered suddenly, although the sun was shining, the war drums were approaching, and the battle was roaring in front of him, Wataru looked at the man in front of him, and felt that what he saw was not a living person, but a ghost walking under the masculinity.

Wataru himself was at his own extreme speed, and he made a slight mistake in his heart, and accidentally used the power of wind and thunder in his body.

He immediately felt a sharp pain in his chest, his body turned over, his eyes turned black, and he almost wanted to gause.

"Hey, you can't do this......" A voice sounded beside him, and at the same time, a supporting force silently acted on Wataru's back, helping him, giving him the strength to adjust the disorder in his body.

After taking a breath of relief, he realized that Modi, who was running in front, came to his side in an instant.

Modi's previous impression of Wataru was that he was unsmiling and hidden, but he was smiling at the moment, the kind of smile that was forbearing, suppressing himself, but still couldn't completely hide the excitement in his heart.

"Don't be so discouraged, we're going to do something big now. Moddy pursed his lips and smiled, the look in his eyes was unusually shining, and he looked at Wataru and said.

“...... Is it a big deal?" Wataru asked with a wry smile, now that he had given up on his own mind to figure out what was going on.

He didn't even open his mouth to ask what the hell was going on, and why the other party was doing all this as a battlemage.

Because Wataru noticed a detail - he found that a piece of the other party's face had fallen off.

It felt like a dry piece of dead skin, just detached from Moddy's face, but not completely off, but just hanging there dangerously, looking indescribably mad.

It feels like this person is like a porcelain, and after shattering the outside, I don't know what is hidden inside.

Modi saw the change in his face in Wataru's pupils.

He raised his hand and pinched the dead skin, and gently tore it off, and where the dead skin fell off, it was not fresh skin, but a black hollow!

Wataru's face was even more ugly.

He is not afraid of death, but in the face of the thing in front of him that he doesn't know if it is a human or a ghost, he can't say that he is empty in his heart, it is false.

"It's a bit ugly, isn't it?" Modi smiled nonchalantly, "You know, the process of evolution is always ugly, and after a while, I won't be like this." ”

"Who the hell are you?" asked Wataru in a low voice as he accelerated to the battlefield again.

"You said you knew Caesar?" Mordy asked, "How did you meet him?"

"He's my ex-girlfriend's ex-boyfriend. "As for the relationship between me and Caesar...... It's not a good friend, it's an ordinary friend who will greet each other when they meet. ”

"Oh, that's it, ex-girlfriend's ex-boyfriend...... It's a weird relationship. ”

"Modi" said with a smile, "However, since you said that you will greet you when you meet, then I won't say that I haven't seen you for a long time, and it seems that it is a little unreasonable, Wataru, although I don't remember you now." ”

A familiar feeling of déjà vu swelled up in Wataru's heart again, "Who are you?"

The other party looked back and smiled, "I am Caesar." ”

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......

When the Hengduan Mountains were besieged that day, Caesar really felt that he could not escape death.

He didn't regret his decision to stay, but he was a little sorry, because he felt that he had dragged Long Qiqi down, and this stupid girl was probably going to die here with him.

Even if you don't die, it's better to live than die after being captured.

The final blow was delivered to both the chest and the lower abdomen, in no particular order. It was Barbara who attacked, she had always reserved it before, and she didn't go all out until this moment to bombard all the power that had been gathering for a long time.

The chest is the weakness of all battle mages, because under the chest, in the heart, is the battle mage's elemental crystal, which is the core source of the battle mage clan's strength, bloodline, and body.

The lower abdomen is the weakness of the Wind and Thunder Mage, because the exclusive weapon is bred here, and the storage place of the power of Wind and Thunder is also here.

"So, after all, you still can't figure out whether I'm a battle mage or a wind and thunder mage, so why just attack the two weaknesses together?" Caesar thought to himself.

He looked at Barbara's face up close.

I have to say that this battle mage girl's beauty is exquisite and perfect, and she can't find any flaws.

Her fists were heavy and powerful, but her eyes were full of sadness and helplessness, Caesar looked at her, and she also looked at Caesar's eyes closely, looked at Caesar's pale face, and looked at Caesar's bloodstained but still slightly raised lips, as if she wanted to remember Caesar forever in her heart.

"Alas......" Caesar sighed, "I originally wanted to pull a cushion back, and the leader of the Bauhinia Army was quite suitable, but why did a beautiful girl come here, and her face was full of expressions that made people unable to get down......"

Caesar turned his head a little unwillingly to glance at the leader of the Bauhinia Army who had cautiously retreated a hundred meters away, and then stopped resisting, let go of his hands and feet, and let the power of the battle mages and the restraint brought by the holy bones pour into his body with a bang, destroying all the way.

Before that, Caesar wanted to figure out why the Bauhinia Army restrained himself.

But this is very difficult, because he has to resist the invasion of the restraint force while feeling and experiencing as much as possible, but at the same time, how can he deeply experience it?

So at this moment before he died, Caesar felt the nature of this power and how it restrained himself when he fully opened himself to that power.

Caesar carefully observed his body, and at this moment he forgot about the severe pain, or maybe it was so painful that he became numb.

He just seriously uses the power of the professional's inner vision, observing everything in his body, and does not let go of any details.

Then Caesar was surprised to find one thing: the super destructive power to himself, that is, the power exclusive to the Bauhinia Army, was not a unified attribute, but a force formed by two forces with very different attributes entangled together.

One of the attributes of the power was sacred and majestic, like a king—the breath of the northern relics that Caesar had felt up close when he was in the north.

The attributes of the other force are completely different, even the opposite, chaotic, furious, cruel, and savage......

If the former force is order, then the latter is chaos...... No, even more than chaos, a kind of primitive chaos that is darkest and most cruel.

These two forces seem to have been forcibly blended together and are not in harmony with each other.

And Caesar quickly confirmed further: the power to restrain himself is not the breath of divine order, that is to say, the power of the holy bone does not restrain himself!

What really made Caesar unbearable was the dark and chaotic aura mixed with brilliance.

This is the reason and source of Caesar's restraint by the Bauhinia Army!