Chapter 2: Saint-Rank Warriors
When the words fell, the subtle atmosphere was suddenly broken, and the speaker was naturally Helo, at this moment, Helo rode on the back of the silver soul and walked slowly in the direction of Drey, while constantly looking at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man's words just now happened to be captured by him, although he didn't know the origin of the person in Lu Dao, but Helo could hear that this person was obviously here to find fault.
"Which wild child?" the middle-aged man looked at Helo with a pale face, a pair of red eyebrows tangled together, obviously very tired of Helo's presumptuous words.
"Who do you think you are? Offend me? Can you bear the wrath of the Sherlock family?" ”
"We are the Ozsele God of War family......"
"Bullshit God of War Family!" Hero interrupted the blonde boy's words, jumped off the wolf's back and pointed to his feet, and then pointed to Tourmaline Town behind him, "From my feet to there is my Sherlock family's territory, if you dare to take another step, I tell you, your bullshit family will definitely not be able to protect you." ”
With that, Gintama let out a few muffled growls very cooperatively, and his red eyes shone with ferocity and contempt.
From beginning to end, Helo has always maintained an arrogant posture, and his words are extremely tough, which makes the two people on the opposite side can't help but beat the drums secretly in their hearts.
You must know that the name of their Ozsail family is extremely prestigious in the entire Nabarro Confederate, and the strength shown by the family is not to be underestimated even by the royal family, and it definitely belongs to the kind of behemoth that can make the Nabarro Confederate tremble by stomping their feet.
And at this moment, this little ghost in front of him is not buying it at all, what does it mean? I'm afraid this little ghost is not lying at all, and the Sherlock family in his mouth definitely belongs to that kind of super behemoth.
Although the two of them have never heard of the Sherlock family, there is no shortage of some hidden ancient families in the Qiming Continent, if the Sherlock family is really that strong, I'm afraid these two people are not enough to stuff their teeth.
The blonde boy looked at the middle-aged man, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes, but the middle-aged man shook his head, he didn't doubt Helo's words, but if it wasn't for some super power, how could he equip a milky kid with a silver wolf as a mount, and he could only stay in place and look at Helo for a while.
Looking at the middle-aged man's hesitant appearance, Helo's heart couldn't help but beat a drum secretly, Helo knew that the origin of these two people in front of him was very certain, and their strength was amazing, otherwise Drey's character would definitely not be humiliated by the other party before he planned to do it.
The strongest combat power on his own side can't help the other party, Helo will definitely not choose to hit hard, since the comer is not good at playing psychological tactics, Helo did not say how powerful the Sherlock family is, but he uses real arrogance to deter the other party, let them imagine the strength of the Sherlock family, if the other party is scared away, then the three of them can be regarded as escaping, if they are discovered, then the three of them will not be happy.
Obviously, Tias and Dre also knew what Heloh was thinking, so they didn't say anything, but made a respectful expression at Helo.
The thought flashed through his heart, and Helo pointed at the two of them and said, "Within ten seconds, get out!"
Hearing this, the blonde boy immediately had a seizure, and was about to rush up but was stopped by a middle-aged man with one arm.
"Nilu, don't be impulsive!" the middle-aged man shouted.
"Teacher, he's challenging the majesty of my God of War family!" the blonde boy turned his head and roared at the middle-aged man.
"Ten, nine, eight, seven!"
At this time, Helo had already begun the countdown, and the atmosphere became tense again.
"Six, five, four, three!"
At this moment, the middle-aged man frowned, and a pair of red eyes seemed to be about to erupt fire, but the last man still held back his anger, patted Nilu's shoulder, and spit out a word, "Go!"
Although he was unwilling, Nilu still glanced at Helo resentfully, and then turned around and walked behind the middle-aged man.
"Whew. Seeing the middle-aged man and Nilu's figure gradually moving away, Helo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, if he really counted to one, he really had no way to make a move.
But at this moment, the middle-aged man stopped abruptly, the fierce look in his eyes flashed, just now he obviously heard Helo let out a breath, and if you look closely, you can find that Helo's heartbeat at the moment is unusually fast, I'm afraid this young man is not as calm as he seems.
The thought flashed in his heart, and the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth hooked up a sinister smile, and he immediately turned around and said to Helo: "We have all arrived here, if you don't visit the seniors of the Sherlock family, I'm afraid it will be too rude." ”
Hearing this, Nelu suddenly understood, and also turned away, looking at Helo with a smile on his face.
Although both of them were full of smiles, they had an extremely sinister expression in Helo's eyes, and Helo's heart suddenly felt a little weak, but he still said recklessly: "Why do you see the elders of the clan?"
"Why?, hehe......" Seeing Helo's nervous appearance, the middle-aged man affirmed his thoughts even more, "Just because I am a saint-level warrior of the Ozsele family, Kemir's identity!" is it enough?"
As he spoke, Mikael's eyes lit up, and a fiery red fighting qi burst out, and suddenly, the snow of nearly 100 meters around him melted completely, and the fiery red fighting qi swirled around his body like a substantiated flame, blazing, as if the god of fire had descended, looking down at Helo, "Boy, do you know the price of playing a saint-rank master?"
Looking at this scene, Helo couldn't help but take two steps back, although it was the same fire fighting spirit, but compared with the fire fighting spirit of the bandit leader, the fighting spirit of the robber leader was obviously not the same level as the one in front of him, Helo didn't expect that this Kemir was actually a saint-level warrior.
"Holy Rank Warrior ......" Helo felt that his throat was a little dry, the pressure brought to him by Kemir was too great, the Holy Rank Master, that is the top of the continental pyramid, if the ninth-level master is enough to make people look up, then the Holy Rank Master is enough to make people worship, in the books that Helo reads, there are many legendary stories of some Saint-level masters, for the kind of power that can raze a mountain to the ground in the middle of the hand, it really makes Helo feel a little excited, if he is a ninth-level warrior, he can also deal with it with Dre plus the silver soul, but for the saint-level warrior in front of him, Helo really can't raise any thoughts of resistance。
"Humble reptile, still so weak. Kemir swept over the somewhat shocked Herlo, and his eyes froze on Drey's body, "Drey, it is a supreme honor to dedicate your body to the god of war, why should you run away, those brothers back then are all very powerful now." ”
"Shut up!"
Dre roared at Kemir, and the image of the Blood Crystal Demon Ape instantly covered his body, and in the next second, Dre turned into a human beast and rushed towards Kemir with his fist raised.
"Hmph, Drey, you're still so ungrown. Kemir snorted contemptuously, and then, he took a few steps forward, and suddenly, the furious fire fighting spirit erupted, and a fist containing this flame slammed out, and the flames swept in, colliding heavily with Drey's fist.
(April Fool's Day, Haluha)