"Not welcome here, you."

Razor was in front of Boriath, who was imprisoned by the power of the abyss, his red eyes were full of hostility, and his indifferent tone was full of murderous intent, but without weapons, he was like a wolf without claws and fangs, and all he could do was to roar and threaten the enemy in front of him.

"Hehehe... The wolf with only the remnant soul still has the habit of caring for its offspring. ”

"Do you want to be a guard? But his strength obviously can't be compared to the sharp claws that the demon god once had. ”

"And by obeying us, you will gain authority comparable to that of the gods, just as you did in the past."

The demagogic words came from the face of the Abyss Apostle, who couldn't see where the mouth was, which made the Ying beside Razor glance at Boreas who was obviously not in a good state with some concern, according to the news revealed by Dainsleif, the Abyss is very good at demagogy.

"Slander..."

With difficulty squeezing two words out of his throat, Paimon said anxiously when he found that Borias had some difficulty speaking.

"What kind of ritual is this, it looks painful, is it something like the corruption that took control of Dvalin's mind?"

Seeing this familiar force, Paimon subconsciously thought that Dvalin seemed to be controlled by this force at the beginning, and looking at Rheas in the formation, Razor said worriedly.

"Wolf, don't give in, but, can't, go on."

"No matter how many times, your efforts have been in vain...

Everything that should be said has already been said, if Ying and Razor leave, the Abyss Apostle may let the two go, but seeing that the two are still in front of Boriath, for the sake of the abyss, the Abyss Apostle slowly assumed a fighting posture.

Although the traveler in front of him was a blood relative of His Royal Highness Childe, if he was just knocked out, the Abyss Apostle felt that Childe should not blame him, and felt that there was nothing wrong with this idea, and the water element began to converge on the Abyss Apostle's weapon, and the two water blades slowly solidified, and the battle was about to break out.

Seeing that the abyss apostle in front of him condensed a pair of water blades like Childe, Ying pulled out the Flying Sword and secretly became vigilant in his heart, the scene of the previous battle with Childe in the Golden House was still vivid, and he was very offensive against the enemy with two swords.

As Ying guessed, this Abyss Apostle didn't give Ying time to prepare at all, and directly attacked without talking about martial arts, and hurriedly fought with the Abyss Apostle for a few rounds, looking at the Flying Sword that had already appeared in his hand with a few small gaps, Ying's heart was simply dripping blood,

"Dain, it's better not to pit me this time."

The Black Rock Longsword, which she had been saving for a long time, had been shattered by Dainsleif, and now that the spare weapon, the Flying Edgeworth, had also been damaged, Ying seriously suspected that Dainsleif was in conflict with her eight-character clashes.

In all fairness, Ying didn't think she was a superstitious person, but now she could only rely on superstition, otherwise she didn't know how to explain why Dainsleif would have a fight every time he appeared next to her.

If it weren't for the fact that the day before yesterday, under the leadership of Dainsleif, she came to the ruins of the wind dragon to recover some memories, and Dainsleif seemed to know some news about Kanria, and she didn't want to have anything to do with Dainsleif anymore after killing Yingying, making friends with other people consumes time, and making friends with Dainsleif wastes Mora.

Originally, Paimon's food expenses for this month were not enough, but now he has to spend a sum of Mora to repair weapons, and if he can't do it, he will have to go to Hu Tao for dinner, and thinking that he may have to live in poverty next, Ying's heart is full of resentment towards Dainsleif.

Dainsleif, you'd better pray that you can find what you call 'the world's first cultivator', or she, the Traveler, will believe you bastard, she's just as much emergency food as Paimon!"

Secretly ruthless in her heart, if Dainsleif was fooling her, the loss of Mora's Ying can definitely be counted on Dainsleif's head with new and old hatreds.

Without waiting for Ying to continue thinking, the Abyss Apostle, who was bent on controlling Boriath, swung his weapon and attacked Ying, although he didn't want his weapon to be damaged, Ying didn't want to use his body to touch the condensed water blade of the Abyss Apostle, so he had no choice but to attack with his weapon.

Clang~

The Flying Sword collided with the Abyss Apostle's water blade, and a small gap appeared on the Abyss Apostle, and with the heartache, a desolate star falling from the sky smashed straight into the Abyss Apostle.

Even if this trick can't solve you, it's enough for you guy to drink a pot, Ying viciously stared at the Abyss Apostle who was smashed by the desolate star, her angry blow was not so easy to receive.

The Abyss Apostle who was smashed shook his head a little dizzy, he had fought for the Abyss for so long, and it was the first time he was hit by this kind of Yin Damage move, this traveler deserved to be the blood relative of His Royal Highness the Prince, it was amazing.

Ying and the Abyss Apostle stood facing each other, one of them didn't want his sword to be damaged again, and the other was worried that His Royal Highness the Prince would pick his skin if he hit him hard, and he was so quiet and harmonious when he should have fought to the death.

"Uh, Ying, what are you doing here? Play one-two-three wooden man? ”

Stepping into the depths of the wolf territory, Ruo Ban, who originally wanted to sneak attack the enemy with the sword of worklessness in his hand, saw that the atmosphere at the scene was so weird, and he didn't know whether to throw the sword of worklessness in his hand for a while.

"Ruoban, why are you here, forget it, come over and help, my weapons are too poor, it's too difficult to deal with this abyss apostle."

Ruo Ban's voice came into Ying's ears, and Ying breathed a long sigh of relief, although I don't know why Ruo Ban would come to such a place as Ben Wolf Leader, but with Ruo Ban's joining, just an abyss apostle will definitely not be the opponent of a few people.

If the sword of the forbidden hand that exuded golden light came into his eyes, the heart of the Abyss Apostle sank for a moment, and he couldn't understand why there were so many changes in his hands that were originally nine out of ten.

Even if His Royal Highness the Prince's blood relatives came out, the carrier of the Ruotuo Dragon King actually appeared here, could it be that someone in the abyss saw that he had recently been reused by His Royal Highness the Prince to make him stumble in secret?

Or is it that the luck of this wolf with only the remnant soul left is so good? The Abyss Apostle glanced at Borias who was trapped in the formation, considering the future plans of His Royal Highness the Prince, he could only reluctantly open the teleportation and leave the Wolf Running Territory directly.

Playing Borias is just an idle move, and whether it succeeds or not, this small variable is not enough to affect the overall situation.

And instead of talking here, this abyss apostle wants to confirm whether the guys who usually gather with him around His Royal Highness the prince are doing something in secret, there can be such a coincidence in the world, as an abyss apostle, he is the first to disbelieve it.

Seeing this abyss apostle just run away without saying a word, a kind of grievance rose in Ying's heart, and with this abyss apostle, he bullied the soft and was afraid of the hard, right, when he saw that it was her, he had to compare with her, and when he saw that it was forbidden, he ran away directly, why was she so unhappy when he meowed.

(End of chapter)