In the roar of madness and horror, in the area where the weather was extremely chaotic, a tornado blew up, enveloping smoke, flames, lightning, hail, etc., and spun and brought it into the sky, connecting the invisible flames that burned quietly.

Not far from the hurricane, which was exaggerated to the point of being a doomsday messenger, the two figures were affected by the roar at the same time, one head tilted back slightly, as if someone had punched him, one wrinkle trembled slightly, and his eyes became sharper and sharper.

The former is the man who originally stood behind Olsen, the vice president of the "Predator Cross", Tony . Donne, who was an old man, dressed in a blue military uniform with ribbons and medals, and his crimson hair neatly combed back, was the mysterious president of the Predator-Blooded Cross, who called himself Dister.

Diser withdrew his gaze from the hurricane and turned his head to Tony. "The opportunity to become the 'Conqueror' lies ahead, and if I can get it, I will find a way to isolate the extraordinary characteristics of the 'Weather Warlock' and give it to you."

Tony. Don looked at the raging hurricane, lightning and torrential rain, and his light blue eyes brought a bit of mockery: "Can we really succeed?" It seems that there is already a 'weather manlock' there, and Vermunda. Even if Sauron gets out of control and becomes a monster, it's still a Sequence 1 monster. ”

Tony. Don doesn't have the slightest respect for the "Weather Warlock" in Sequence 2 and the "Conqueror" in Sequence 1, even though he is not an angel yet.

Dist's expression did not change at all, and his momentum rose sharply.

This, combined with his military uniform, made him look like the commander in chief of all armies.

"In the outside world, we are sure to fail, and even if there is no other interference, we will have to go through a long hunt before we can hope to solve the out-of-control Vermunda. Sauron, but here......" Diser said in a deep voice, "we can borrow that power in a short time. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyebrows suddenly turned red, as if something wanted to come out.

At the same time, Dist removed a money pouch containing coins from his waist, which was hidden by his gown.

It was full of soybeans and a few palm-sized tin soldiers.

Dist grabbed the objects and threw them forward.

In the sound of the wind, the tin soldiers came to life and became huge, and a large number of soybeans swelled rapidly as if they had been soaked in water, and finally evolved into one giant after another with blurred faces and yellowed skin.

There was no time to bring his own team here, and Dister Horan turned into a blazing crimson and purple flame, embroiling the newly created soldiers.

A rainbow of light then rose up, piercing the sky and shooting straight at the giant figure inside the tornado.

The edge of the city, shrouded in a light gray mist.

Gardner. Martin removed his helmet, and his breastplate was torn like a spider's web, and bloodstained clothing was faintly visible.

He pressed his head with his other hand, and staggered forward, his nails spewing red and almost white flames from time to time.

He was visibly affected by the terrifying roar just now.

That's it, Gardner. Martin walked through the ruins, and soon approached the thin gray mist, and within the gray fog stood a series of asymmetrical buildings that had collapsed, none of which had been left by the erosion of time, as if they were still at the moment when they had been devastated and sank into the ground

Suddenly, Gardner. Martin stopped, looked to the side, and asked in a deep voice, "Who?"

Amid the sound of falling rubble, the hungry bear-like Olsen stepped out from behind a completely crumbling black building with the small brown suitcase.

The "overseer", who wore a half-height silk top hat, a yellow waistcoat and a black formal suit, looked at Gardner. Martin said: "I don't know who is coming, so I will hide for a while."

"Where's Philip?"

Gardner. Martin breathed a sigh of relief and said, "We met Lumian. Lee and his team, Philip was killed by them, and I was slightly wounded and forced to escape. ”

"You're not in great shape." Olsen, with his bushy beard, didn't ask for details of the battle, and looked Gardner up and down. Martin.

Gardner. Martin smiled and said: "Fortunately, there is 'Arrogant Armor' to help me block most of the damage, well, mainly the roar from the angel just now has a certain impact on me, fortunately, the distance is relatively far, the problem is not so serious, you see, the 'Arrogant Armor' has not attacked me, which means that I have not become weak yet."

"That's good, we're now in Trier, Quaternary."

"Superintendent," Olsen nodded indifferently.

Gardner. Martin turned around, holding the silver-white helmet in one arm, and walked towards the pale gray mist not far away.

Olsen carried a small brown suitcase and followed behind the "chief" of the Predator.

As the two walked forward, Olsen's eyes suddenly became vicious and vicious.

"You used it twice 'okay'

"You've taken off the helmet of the 'Armor of Pride,' ......" Olsen muttered to himself silently, his brown eyes reflecting Gardner. Martin wears silver-white armor and has a slightly stumbling back.

On the edge of the wilderness strewn with a large number of mirror fragments, although Franka and Jana could not hear what was being chanted inside the "Spirit Wall", they could see that the gray-white stone pillar and the two candles of the same color had become strangely soft, and they could see that the candle flame was the size of a fist, silver white and black, and they could see an illusory silver-black liquid flowing out of Lumian's chest, enveloping his whole body.

When Lumian curled up on the ground, sometimes tumbling, his face visibly distorted in his silver-black liquid "mask", Franca whispered, "It looks painful......."

And Charles must have endured such a thing for the fourth time.

"yes." Although Jaina was standing outside the "spiritual wall", she was still inexplicably frightened, and a layer of goosebumps appeared on her body.

She had seen the pain and confusion of Charles' minds, but it was the first time she had seen the other person's body suffer such intense pain.

Franka said sincerely: "If Charles turns to drink the 'Pain Potion' now, he won't have to worry about the problem of not reaching Sequence 4, it's too suitable!"

Sequence 5 of the "Assassin" path is called "Pain", also known as "Pain Witch".

After the terrifying roar echoed again, the silver-black illusory beads on Lumian's body seeped into his body, his expression gradually stretched, and his body no longer curled.

He lay on all fours beside the collapsed gray-white stone pillar, unwilling to move for several seconds.

His spirituality not only recovered, but became more and more, but he was visibly exhausted physically and mentally, as if he had done a very difficult thing in the most focused state, and once it was done,

Relax, and inevitably there will be similar feelings.

Knowing that time was pressing, Lumian stood up.

He noticed that the candle flame with a black glow in the silver had returned to normal, and the gray fog around him was gradually fading.

This kept him here, and his plan to rely on the protection of the gray mist against the Roar of Terror failed before it could be practiced.

Mr. "Fool's" response is time-limited!

Moreover, we have to consider the interference of "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun".

As he quickly cleaned up the altar, Lumian examined his changes: the spiritual improvement of the "ascetic" gift was obvious, and Lumian felt that even if he used the "Hum Ha Technique" a few times, he could complete about eight "spiritual world shuttles".

"Ascetic" also made his patience ability to further improve, more adaptable to extreme weather, even if he encountered frost, he would not be frozen, and similarly, he was better at tolerating emotions and desires, many things are not without feelings, but can endure.

This extends one of the core abilities of the ascetic, "backlog", which can be used both mentally and to produce good results in both the material and mystical realms.

The former corresponds to emotions and desires, many times, the emotions and desires produced are endured, not completely disappeared, but suppressed, to the critical point, always need to vent or be explained, otherwise it is easy to have psychological problems, the "backlog" ability can save up this part of emotions and desires, burst out at a critical moment, and achieve the desired effect, for Lumian, the negative impact of the three abilities of the "person under the contract" and the corresponding effect of the magical items on the body are more bearable, It's just that it needs to be released periodically with actions such as pinching the neck of an enemy;

The latter refers to spirituality, strength and ritual steps, etc., through the "backlog", Lumian can compress and store the spirituality and power beyond normal people when there is nothing to do, and then release it when needed, which can allow his spirituality to be restored once, and secondly, it can make him temporarily magnified, and his strength, speed and agility are enough to compete with the sequence 6 "Dawn Knight" of the "warrior" path for a minute or two, in addition, the "accumulation" of ritual steps can allow Lumian to use the "art of animal creation" in actual combat. exorcism" and other abilities.

In addition, after becoming an "ascetic", the gifts that Lumian had received before were also enhanced, for example, the ability of contracts he could bear increased by three, but he didn't want to sign too much, he was ready to pick one or two suitable ones, too many contracts would have too many negative effects, all kinds, even the "ascetic" would suffer because of this, Ben

Priest Guillaume. Bennet and Boire are examples of the opposite.

Of course, this is not something to consider right now, there is no way to summon spirit creatures here. <

Lumian put away his belongings, lifted the "spiritual wall", and while returning the lucky gold to Jana, he said in a deep voice, "Let's go to that Trier in the Quaternary now."

"Huh?" Jaanna looked dazed.

Charles had said before that he wanted to stay away from the giant figure and the majestic city!

Franka glanced back thoughtfully and said:

"Do you suspect that the fog that envelops that city belongs to Mr. 'Fool', and that you can get some protection by entering it without worrying about being yelled at by that madman or screaming to death, or losing control and becoming a monster?"

"Yes, it's very dangerous, but there is hope that we can protect ourselves and wait for the follow-up." Based on the fog around the "Samaritan Woman's Spring" and the fact that there were remnants of many of the great figures of the Quaternary period, Lumien reasonably deduced that the same fog enveloped Trier in the Quaternary period.

Power from Mr. "Fool"!

Franka didn't ramble and nodded slightly, "Okay."

Jane chose to trust her two companions and wasted no time questioning.

At this time, Anthony. Red also finished cleaning up the battlefield and approached with the harvest.