The castle is located on the mountainside platform of the Heavenly Port, and there is a convective wind at the heights, and the strong wind blowing in this open-air square has set off layers of ripples on the surface of the pool, and the sudden gunfire has disrupted the rhythm of the ripples and become disorderly.

The gunshot went off.

Morrison's brows furrowed, and he shot wide, because Sallett stood still and didn't move, as if he knew he was going to hit the side.

The two of them are separated by a pool, and the water is sparkling with gold.

"This is the last warning."

Saller's bright red ghost eyes also bloomed with terrifying blood light in the daytime.

"You're pretty good at pretending......"

Morrison's eyes glanced at the Heavenly Harbor, where the scenery was excellent, the view was the widest, the scorching sun was scorching, and he could see that the edges of the inner and outer cities, which had been completely turned into meat grinders, were full of bright red, and groups of roars and roars, even if one was very faint, but thousands, or even tens of thousands, like the sound of hell echoing in the empty mountains, even rolled here, which made people feel terrified.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The double-barreled shotgun was like a nunchuck in Morrison's hands, repeatedly opening and closing, loading and firing, and shooting extremely fancy in both hands, which had exerted the maximum function of this instrument.

More than a dozen deer bullets have chaotic trajectory to kill in the area.

Salette just turned sideways, took a diagonal step, and not a single projectile hit him.

"Doulinger is really remarkable for handing over such an important thing to you, isn't it the Devil's Eye Crazy Knife?"

"If you're going to say that."

A round of flying knives, three stalks burst through the air, and armoured crossbow arrows fired in succession.

The red light of the ghost's eyes flashed, and the crossbow bolts paused in mid-air as if time had stopped, and then fell to the ground with great strength.

The three flying knives were seen by Salert clearly, and the iron sword in his hand was twisted in an arc, and a sonorous sound came, and then he saw that the flying knife was actually in his hand, and he also saw that he himself was so powerful, he waved his backhand and shot towards Morrison.

This was the first time Morrison had been attacked by his own weapon, and he jumped into the air and drew two butterfly knives, all of them flying, and with a wave of his clothes, the dagger flying knife burst out like a peacock feather.

Sallet's iron sword slammed into the water, and the two holes of the mask flashed with blood, forming an ice wall, which was still shattered by the explosion of the flying knives, and it had already unloaded a lot of strength, and the iron sword slashed, and all the flying knives were bounced away.

"Isn't you using a sword, how can you use a sword, is this a palace-level adventurer, I can train every great god brother in the Western Continent."

Morrison trash talk in Sallet's mindset, playing with butterfly knives in both hands, slowly walking around the edge of the pool, approaching him in this way and provocatively.

Sallett was indifferent, with a click, the sound of the iron buzzing echoed in his ears, the iron sword split into two and turned into two knives, and he also learned Morrison's quick pull out of the dazzling knife light, under the sunlight, the shiny blade reflected the strong light again and again, shaking Morrison's eyes, and also in return.

The battle between the inner and outer cities in the field of vision below has become white-hot, the main force, the flanks, a total of more than 10,000 people, killed to the point of decline, and these two people seem to be careless, but in fact they are on high alert.

Morrison paused abruptly, and Sallett followed suit, seemingly imitating Morrison.

Mid-spring.

There are no ice floes on the surface of the pool, but there are plenty of decks for parasols and sun chairs, as well as artificial rockeries.

"Do you guys often do it on this stage?"

"I don't understand what you mean."

"Damn it, you damn it."

Morrison strode forward, flying away, extremely fast, flashing and moving on the round platform and rockery, as fast as a ghost, the many iron tools on his body clanged, and in an instant the pool was penetrated, and the butterfly knife was like a cutting machine, the speed was so fast that it could not be increased, and all of them beckoned to Sallet.

Premature correction is like electricity, sparks are like waterfalls.

Morrison's movements were always a beat slower, and Sallett seemed to read all his attacks, and the two knives in his hands were as fast as if they had gone berserk, and both arms were already unrecognizable, but the two blades were constantly drawing out phantoms.

The two butterfly knives that were broken in copper and iron cracked and shattered in an instant, and at the same time that the wing blade of one hand spread out and slashed at Sallet, the sharp knife that popped out of the sleeve slammed into his eyes, Sallett held it separately, and the sharp knife popped out of Morrison's boots, and the scorpion swung its leg straight into Saller's feet.

Miraculous.

The two knives fit together in the air, and Sallett drew his scabbard to block the whip leg, and the iron sword split in two again, and his hands swung three iron weapons wildly at the same time, dazzling.

Morrison stood in front of him with the maple forest on his back, and the combined extra-large sword parry blocked the violent attack, temporarily avoiding the edge, and his body retreated violently.

Bang!

With a powerful roundabout kick, Salert kicked the hilt of a knife in the air, the power was too terrifying, and the long knife flew through, breaking through the layers of wind curtains, roaring like electricity, and the surface of the pool was separated, and the momentum was like a bamboo piercing through Morrison.

Pound!

Morrison sideways blocked Maple Grove, and was pushed sideways by this force and shifted half a meter, and the long knife was also bounced away.

Unconsciously, Sallett had already cut off Morrison's waist and the whip blade was held in his hand, and he flicked and waved the whip blade back to pull back the long knife that had bounced off.

The blood-red ghost's eyes flashed, and he couldn't even see the movements clearly, but countless sword lights burst out, and the two knives immediately merged into one, and they were thrown into the scabbard with a click.

In the moment of the scabbard.

The wind burst out in full force and devastated, like hell howling.

The surface of the pool was as chaotic as a myriad of fish, and the wind was blowing.

Morrison used the maple forest to parry all the terrifying sword qi surging in all directions, as if he was slashing at an invisible object, and the sound of gold and iron continued until the hem of the crocodile's leather coat was cut off and slowly fell to the ground.

"Something."

Morrison looked sideways at the increasingly chaotic battlefield under Heavenly Harbor, what was going on? Broken through to the rear?

Although they were far away, they could vaguely see the faint crowd of people, and the line of the Ox Twelfth Regiment on the dock was already being attacked.

Although Poseidon's magic naval guns calibrated their muzzles on the shore, it is not known whether it was a change on Poseidon's deck, or for some reason, Oakes' 12th Regiment had no artillery support at all.

Doulinger's secret that he regarded as a treasure must be found at once and threatened with it.

The masked guy in front of him is no longer an ordinary master, and he must have strength.

A loud buzz rang out.

The maple forest gear clockworked on Morrison's magic crystal gauntlet, and sharp sparks sputtered out, and the entire weapon began to oscillate in high waves, and it was extremely sharp.

Maple could be disassembled into nine weapons of different sizes, but Morrison didn't have Joshua's evil powers to wield, he only had one pair of hands.

Instead, a special tough steel wire "taken" from Ben has been improved on the maple grove and threaded into the maple forest parts like a tailor.

"It's useless, my eyes can read all your movements, between you and me, there is an insurmountable moat, and I will always be in the future that you can't foresee."

See Morrison's posture.

Sallett realized that he had to show his real skills.

"Can you read it now?"

Morrison jumped onto a rockery, dismantled the maple forest into nine handles and scattered them, under the connection of the finger sleeve wire, holding two knives, and seven buzzing swords behind his back, as his body jumped, swept into floating phantoms, and had formed an infernal killing array.

No one survives this.

(End of chapter)