"Humans? Byzantine ...... "The Andriol man, covered in black scales, did not open his mouth, but there was an intermittent and immature voice in his ears, and a grim smile appeared on his dark face.

"You can still talk? Can you also identify other races? It's just a pity that you guessed wrong. With his hands in his pockets, Venason looked with interest at the Andriol people not far away, disgusted for no apparent reason.

Looking at the human beings in front of them strolling leisurely, the Andriol people who were like giants on a small mountain, suddenly became alert, relying on the condescending advantage, the scarlet gaze swept the deep alley, except for the broken walls, there were almost no abnormal excess shadows and spiritual power fluctuations, and it judged that the target was only the current person.

"Don't worry, I'm alone." Venason raised his hand and raised his middle finger, and after making an "international friendly gesture", he suddenly activated his spiritual power, wrapped himself with the help of spiritual power and moved two steps forward, and for a while the gravel under his feet was raised, and the small pebbles he carried were thrown into the air, and in the flickering of the figure, he slammed into the ground.

"You're looking for death!"

Staring at the figure that was getting closer, the Andriol roared and lifted its foot, and stepped down again, it had never been so provoked, the black scales opened with a clatter, the hoarfrost condensed, and the cold and transparent ice quickly spread towards the figure.

The power of ice? Does it want to freeze me?

The deep white and cold frost spread extremely fast, and all of a sudden, the black figure froze in the corner of the wall on the side!

With a click, Venason shattered the ice, and at the same time, the Andriol's left arm slammed down, and as soon as it touched the ground, green leaves, flowers, and thorns suddenly "grew" out of the ground.

"Plants? No, Jason's diary only says that the Andriol are cunning, lustful, and good at wielding the power of the elements, but what about these plants? ”

The leaves, the petals, and the thorns grew like they had come to life, twisting together, joining together, wrapping around Venason on his face, and as soon as the plants touched his skin, they seemed to take root on them, making it impossible for him to move.

No, that's the power of magical items.

As Vinason broke free from the swelling plants on his body, he saw a ring glowing green on the Andriol's little finger.

"Die!" Seeing that the human was wrapped in plants, the Andriol people immediately took advantage of their current advantage, dived, opened their right palm at great speed, and quickly inserted their nails like sharp scalpels into Vinason's neck.

Poof!

Its right hand changed from a prong, and it circled and turned, and came to the back of the target's neck.

"You are dead, now be my puppet and deceive young women for me."

Before the Andriol could finish his sentence, Venathan's head fell with a thud, and then his body quickly flattened and turned into a thin black shadow.

Looking at the head on the ground, which gradually turned into a black shadow and dissipated, the Andriol people felt an indescribable strong sense of fear, only to feel that it was like being targeted by a terrifying monster lurking in the darkness, ready to jump out and devour itself.

No, not that human, I was deceived!

The thought flashed through its mind, and from the black shadows not far away, Venason stepped out again, with an ancient coin in his hand, sometimes tossed into the air, sometimes catched.

"Thanks to the Lucky Gold Coins, I have temporarily endowed the spirit realm with extraordinary powers, otherwise I would not have been able to break free from these vines." Seeing the Andriol's look of disbelief, Venason smiled, and three cards that spun at high speed to the extreme flew from some rooftop and slashed towards its body.

The Andriol did only one action, and that was to raise their scaly arms and fold them together in front of them.

Bang!

Sparks flew and waves flew, and the Andriol was not at all flustered about the cards that quickly hit him, and he had a strong confidence in his "steely" scales.

Sure enough, the powerful defense of the Andriol people bounced the three cards into the ruins of the boulders on both sides, and the neat incisions made the buildings in the ruins crumble, and the next second it collapsed, and its scales were only slightly white, and it was not harmed.

"Hehe, human, I have to admit that your skills are great, but unfortunately, your sequence is too low, and facing me in sequence 3, it is a gap that you can't overcome."

The Andriol let out a chuckle, his arms hanging naturally with his back to him, scales unfurling from behind, dark red blood oozing from them, and the numbing pain began to make it hateful, and it had to be removed.

"I have to admit that you are indeed very strong, the sharpness of the three cards that flew just now is far beyond my imagination, but unfortunately your rank is too low to cut off my arm......"

Uttering a language that was not particularly fluent, the Andriol man said intermittently, it had also fought with other young people of similar sequence level, without exception, the previous young people were much inferior to the humans in front of them in terms of combat skills and the use of extraordinary strength, and the weapons in their hands were not of the same level.

So I am lucky, if the human in front of me is not Sequence 1, but Sequence 2, then today's hands are very likely to be cut off on the spot.

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Blackskin, but I didn't mean to cut off your arm, I just wanted you to put your hand up."

"What did you say?" The Andriol man's eyes widened scarlet, and just then, the figure stepped out of the shadows in the distance.

It was a man with long languid brown hair, amber pupils, and a melancholy aura all over his body, looking at him with a smile at the moment, but in those amber eyes, there was madness flowing without any mood fluctuations.

The golden dusk dispelled the shadows shrouded in front of him, and Venason's figure became clearer and clearer, only to see that the coins that were sometimes caught in his hands and sometimes thrown into the air had unconsciously turned into two, and the other one was hollow, looking at the shape, it was clearly a ring.

"You... Why do you have that ring! ”

Andriol was stunned for a moment, his crimson eyes swept it in confirmation, and suddenly he chuckled in his heart, and quickly looked down at his finger, and was horrified to find that the little finger that was originally wearing the ring was now empty.

"You...... Scheming human, you scheming human, how you dare to steal my ring. ”

The Andriol had already roared completely, even using the beautiful Ghent greeting, but at this moment it also understood that the cards that flew just now were not attacks, but his feints, and the real goal of this human being has always been the ring on his hand!