Standing still, Nochira's expression was frozen.

His eyes stared at the golden light circulating in the sky, and he didn't know what thoughts were turning in his head, like a piece of wood, standing there without moving.

The alchemy armor on his body has lost its previous brilliance because of the ravages of hellfire, and the damaged materials are falling down, if these valuable materials are placed outside, it may take tons of gold to collect, if he saw this scene in the past, he would definitely regret it, but now, he didn't even put a look on the materials.

Looking at the golden figure that Vincent had transformed, fighting in and out of the creatures of hell, invincible, Nochira suddenly felt that this world was too ridiculous.

A warlock of the Silver Realm, a warlock of the same rank as himself, would actually reach such a point that he could resist thousands of hellish creatures with the strength of one person, and the vastness of this mana was far beyond his imagination.

In some ancient books, he had also seen some descriptions of powerful Silver Realm warlocks, but the descriptions were too bizarre, close to gold-level terrifying power, and Noqira didn't take it seriously, thinking it was the author's exaggeration, but at this moment, he finally understood that this was not the fantasy of the author of the book, but the real truth.

It turns out that a warlock of the Silver Realm can really do this kind of thing!

"The Dreadlord is truly worthy of being called the Dreadlord of the Lord. ”

Fingers trembled slightly, and Nochira's voice was almost trembling, and she said something in a low voice.

is also a silver realm warlock, he is not even qualified to fight head-on with the other party, if he is forced to fight, it is estimated that the end will only be the same as Harrahs, and he will not even have time to say his name in front of the other party, and he will be directly wiped out.

"In his presence, I felt as vulnerable as a mortal. ”

Nochira tugged at the corners of her mouth, and had to admit the fact.

It's incomprehensible. Why is the gap between the same warlocks in the Silver Realm so big?

And at this point in time, the human warlock on his side next to him walked over, pointed to the sky, and asked in a trembling whisper, "Lord Nochira, is that our reinforcement?"

Nokira nodded, then shook her head again: "No, it should be said that it is human reinforcements." ”

In the sky, Vincennes was still carrying out a violent slaughter.

The vast dark clouds formed by the creatures of hell had mostly disappeared, leaving only a handful fleeing in all directions. Trying to be able to escape for your life.

But this kind of action only prolongs the time of death.

The nickname of the Dreadlord represents cruelty and cold-bloodedness, these batwing demons cannot survive at all, and when they choose to come here, they have already decided the fate of being destroyed.

The slaughter did not stop until dusk.

In the blood-colored sky, the glow of fiery clouds wafted. The color of redness seemed to confirm that there had been a massacre in front of the city of Jinluo.

"Bang".

A golden light flashed through the sky.

The light didn't seem to be blazing, nor was it overly violent. It's like a falling star, and from a distance, it doesn't seem to be powerful.

The light pierced the sky and landed on the walls. The brilliance of gold immediately converged and became invisible.

Twisting his neck, Vincent twisted his fingers. The two-hundred-year-old Silver Realm Warlock in front of him bowed slightly, his movements were elegant, pleasing to the viewer's eyes.

"Hello, the master of the city, I am Vincent, a warlock from Hogg Warlock Academy, I was busy chasing and killing hellish creatures just now, and my attitude towards you is a little rude, I hope you can understand. ”

Nochira shuddered slightly, regained her senses, and couldn't help but focus her attention on the name of the other warlock.

Vincent?

Is that the mythical bloodline warlock Vincent, who only became famous two or three years ago?

He couldn't help but swallow his saliva and asked, his voice with a faint trill.

"Let me take the liberty of asking, you are the Mythical Bloodline Warlock of Hogg Warlock Academy?"

"Yes. ”

Such an affirmative answer shook Nochira's body, and then forcibly pressed down the turbulent waves in her heart.

Almost two years ago, he heard that there was a mythical bloodline warlock from the Hogg Warlock Academy, only from the Black Iron Realm, and he just sighed at the time, and didn't think much about it, and then it was a hell invasion soon after, and then he heard that the mythical bloodline warlock broke through to the Silver Realm, and he was just envious of this warlock named Vincent who entered the realm quickly, but he didn't expect that now the other party was standing in front of him, and the strength was so strong that it was difficult for him to reach!

Oh my God, how old is this guy?

Twenty years old, twenty-five years old, or thirty years old?

After taking a deep look at the appearance of the young man in front of him, he probably guessed a number in his heart, and Nochira had an inexplicable feeling of tooth soreness.

In front of the other party, his tempering and persistence for more than 200 years are not valuable at all!

"Sir, sir, are you thinking of something interesting?"

Seeing that the city lord in front of him was deep in thought, Vincent couldn't help but remind him softly.

"Oooh. ”

Nochira cleared her throat twice, came back to her senses, and saluted, "Hello, Mr. Vincent, my name is Nochira, the owner of the Razer bloodline, and the lord of this city, thank you very much for your help, your timely help saved this city." ”

"That's what I'm supposed to do. ”

A faint smile appeared on Vincent's face, "In the past half a month, I have seen a lot of human cities, except for close Luo, all of them have fallen, I think I am lucky to meet you who are still alive, I have a lot of things I want to ask you about, I don't know if you have this time." ”

Hearing such a sentence, Nochira's heart was shocked again.

Isn't Luo Cheng the first city he has encountered?

According to his words, this young Silver Realm warlock has already traveled to many human cities, and they have all carried out killings like today, so how much blood of hellish creatures will be on his hands!

At this moment, he finally understood why the batwing demon called the warlock the Dreadlord.

After killing hundreds of thousands of hellish creatures in most of the month, he doesn't have this qualification, who else has this qualification?

The thought rushed through her heart, and it only took a second or two, and Nochira hurriedly replied: "This is naturally possible, but I think you need to take a break after walking for so long, now is not suitable for a friendly meeting, and I also need to change my clothes now." ”

He shrugged his shoulders and pointed his finger at the tattered alchemy armor on his body, his expression a little helpless. (To be continued......)