Blood poured out of Andy's big nostrils, and he staggered back a few steps until he knocked over a table, barely holding his figure, he shook his fat head vigorously, raised his hand to wipe the blood from his nose, and glared at Veggis and roared, "You guy...... Damn!"

Beckis snorted disdainfully, casually lifted the heavy scythe in one hand, and then landed heavily on his shoulder, and then raised his other hand to make a "come here" gesture at Andy, who was a little embarrassed not far away.

Annoyed and angry, Andy roared violently, like the roar of a beast after being wounded, shocking the enemy and adding some courage to himself. He drew a long knife and rushed towards Veges with his reddening eyes.

The blade danced wildly, not swift, but also sensitive, and in his furious roar, each knife seemed to be infused with unparalleled power, and only the smirking creature on the other side was left in his eyes, and his smile was filled with deep disdain and mockery. It's just that no matter how fast his knife dances, no matter how fierce the force of the blade is, it never hurts that hateful guy, that guy's body obviously looks clumsy, and his steps are also messy, but he can dodge his blade every time, and the sickle that looks very strange is obviously very long and heavy, but in that guy's hand is obedient like a child, quickly drawing out one black afterimage after another, blocking and blocking all his offensive moves.

Andy actually doesn't have any magical cultivation, and he doesn't have much experience in martial arts, but his natural strength is much greater than that of ordinary people, and he grew up in Basqueso City since he was a child, growing up under the protection of his family, although he has also seen some so-called strong people, but in front of the Glian family, they all have to put on a look of bowing down, which has gradually become accustomed to his arrogant character. In his opinion, those so-called strong people, those so-called magicians are just slaves who succumb to power, and he has never been merciful to the minions who dare to challenge his authority. It's just that he was wrong this time, the guy in front of him who looked a little smaller than himself didn't eat his set at all, and the power he felt proud of didn't seem to be worth mentioning in front of that guy, and the most hateful thing was that the guy didn't have the fear and fear of those people in the past, not even the least respect and obedience, but deep fanaticism and endless ridicule. What is that guy fanatical about, fighting, fighting, or blood? What is that guy mocking, descendants of the great Glian family? What the hell is that guy ....... What kind of monster is it?

"Hey, hey, don't stop, fatty, go on!" Veggis yelled at Andy, who was already tired and panting, "If you don't attack it, then I'll attack it." ”

Bergis didn't intend to give Andy a chance to breathe, the heavy scythe had been swirling around his wrist several times as he spoke, the huge and heavy scythe was sensitive in his hand like an extended arm, the black blade swung and left a clearly visible afterimage in the air, and the strong wind on the sharp blade carried a bitter chill, in vain the warm hall dropped to a shivering temperature.

"Smack!" the hilt rolled along Beges's sturdy wrist for the last turn before being firmly grasped by his closed palm, thick green tendons squirming around the rock-like muscles, and the power gradually spread from his whole body to his wrist, and with a burst of Beges, the scythe slashed forward along the inertial trajectory of the wheel dance. This was the first time that Bergis had attacked with this scythe in the lobby of this inn, compared to those fancy shows, this slash was indeed sharp, the blade slashed down from above, slammed into the floor, the stone floor of the lobby quickly cracked, and an invisible ripple instantly overturned the nearest tables and chairs, and even the others who were far away on the wall were not immune to the impact of the invisible shock wave, as if they were beaten hard by a fist that could not be seen in the air, and many people faintly oozed blood from the corners of their mouths. However, this is not the real edge of Beggess's move, the real edge is the knife that bursts out from the blade, the black knife from the moment the scythe is cut off into a hideous ghost roared straight towards the frightened Andy at the moment, the ground along the way is splashed with rubble, dust, but there is no tendency to slow it down.

"Okay, okay....... Strong!" Doromie Glian was completely suppressed by this sudden sense of oppression, in the Grian family, he was also considered a strong man with some magic foundation, but he was not injured by the air wave that overflowed just now, but with the air wave in front of him, he deeply felt the almost suffocating sense of oppression emanating from Veges's body, violent and turbulent, as if he was in a huge and dead abyss, the thick inky viscous darkness formed a cliff that could not be seen, and the endless darkness was filled with only lingering despair.

"This guy is crazy, isn't he?" Andy thought to himself as he looked at the guy who was still smiling through the rapidly shooting black knife, for a moment he regretted that he had provoked such a madman, but maybe it was too late to regret it, he knew that he couldn't dodge the knife at all, and even if he did, he would probably have his throat cut by that weird scythe. By the way, where did you seem to have seen that strange scythe? The slender hilt, the pitch-black blade with the edge inward, shimmered like a night-like streamer, exuding a palpitating aura. Yes, he had seen it before, in his family's library, in a book about gods and demons, a blade of this shape, clearly shaped and not conducive to combat, but suitable for silently cutting off his head from behind the enemy, it was—the scythe of death!

"Sonorous!" With an unusually sharp and long metal grinding sound, the blade that struck as quickly as a black mist was finally guided upward, and with a deafening explosion, it easily tore through the ceiling of the post hall and rushed towards the mysterious night sky as the blizzard and ceiling fragments rolled down.

Veggis slashed with all his strength was blocked, fluffy snow and a howling storm poured in through the cracks in the ceiling, snowflakes fell on the black shadow's body, the wind puffed up his cloak, he still maintained the position of the last block, his thick arms across his face, his face hidden behind the slightly slanted hat and strong arms, and he could vaguely feel the gaze cast between the narrow gap between the hat and the arm as sharp as a sword.

"It's ...... that is holding me back Your arm?" Beckis slowly lifted the scythe that had smashed a hole in the ground and put it back on his broad shoulder.

"Yes, is there a problem?" A deep voice came from under the hat, and he slowly lowered his arms, revealing an angular face, his skin showing a rock-like texture, and a eagle's sharp eyes in his scattered brown hair, which did not hide the surging murderous aura in his sharp eyes.

"Of course, obviously!" Veggis struck again, anger and murder spilling through his every pore, "Didn't anyone teach you not to meddle in other people's battles?

"Since I have agreed to accompany Count Glien, then I am also one of them, and it is really unpleasant to be underestimated. The hat man slowly took off his hat, and his long hair fell like a waterfall, "As for why it can block your attack, you may be able to find out if you try again?"

"That's right, anyway, that fat guy is not enough to fight, and it will be more fun to change to a stronger one, right?!It's just ......" The anger on Beges's face gradually dissipated, and he turned to a happy and fanatical expression again, "You don't want to let me down?!"

"Don't be disappointed?" the man in the hat frowned and said in a low voice, "I said that this would be more appropriate, this level of slashing seems to be almost meaningful, it is better to trigger all the hidden power in your body......"

"Hmm, what are you talking about?" asked Veggis coldly as his pupils suddenly tightened, his frantic face darkened.

"What? is it the first time you've been seen through?" The man in the hat was surprised by Beges's reaction, but he soon realized something, and said defiantly again, "I feel it, oh, the evil soul power in your body is deliberately suppressed, and it is more unbridled, that power should not belong to you......, right?"

The man's last voice was drowned out by Veges's sudden roar, and he swung the strange scythe again, and his strong calves suddenly exerted force, shooting at the man with a thunderbolt.

"I don't understand what you're talking about, but...... You've managed to me off......."

In the inn of the ancient elf town, Bergis and the hat man were already tense, and Bergis pulled the scythe dragging on the ground and rushed towards the hat man, the pitch-black blade easily cut through the ground, and sparks came out from time to time with a sharp friction sound. On the other hand, the man in the hat was expressionless and watchful, and under the candle flame flickering in the storm, he could vaguely see that his exposed hands outside the cloak were gradually changing their complexion, and the original rock-like brown and maroon color was deepening, and finally turning into a metallic pure black.

"Huh, this guy's magic element is supposed to be earth, but why does it always feel like something is wrong?" Angela tilted her head with a confused expression.

Beside Angela, Jenora suddenly moved slightly, and his slender figure immediately dissipated in vain as illusory light.

"That's enough!" Jenora was standing beside Bergis when he reappeared, his pale arm seemingly casually resting on Bergess's shoulder, but it made Bergis rush to the man's body and suddenly stopped, his voice still reaching Bergis's ears without any emotion, "Are you trying to destroy this station?"

"No kidding! Jenora, I just want to teach these self-conscious guys a lesson. The corners of Veges's eyes twitched slightly, and he turned back to look at Genola very unhappily, "Let go of your hand!"

"Take a good look around, and if you let it continue, you'll tear this place down!" Jenora's voice grew deeper, mixed with an indisobedient command, "they're not your enemies. ”

"Even so, don't talk to me in a commanding tone......" Bergis broke free of Jenora's arm, his eyes gradually bloodshot, and roared, "I'm going to tear them apart, tear them apart, don't stop me......"

At the same time, the muscles of Veggis's body were constantly expanding, and wisps of black smoke rose from under his feet, swirling around him. What followed was a surging sense of oppression, as if countless pairs of invisible tentacles were deriving from this invisible air that were firmly wrapping around everyone present, and then slowly tightened, like a python entangled its prey, slowly suffocating the prey, and then squeezing their bones and hearts bit by bit.

"Oh no.......! Senior, out of control!" Angela's confused expression suddenly froze on her pretty face, and the gradually heavier breathing made her cheeks reddened slightly, and her slender body was suffering from the squeezing force of ten thousand jun at the moment, which couldn't help but make her body look in a weird posture, and she spit out a few words with difficulty, "Yamen senior......."

Amen on Angela's side immediately reacted, nodded at Angela, picked her up and hit the nearest wall, only to hear a "boom", the wall was instantly knocked open a huge human-shaped hole, but the violent snowstorm outside the house did not pour into the hole, as if there was an invisible powerful aura that completely blocked the blizzard.

"Is it going to get out of control again!" Jenora retracted her gaze from Amen and Angela, and looked back at Veges, whose eyes were gradually turning scarlet.

He was answered by a roar from Beges, a low sound pressure that seemed to tear his eardrums alive as it crossed his ears, and the angry and angry voice that filled his head seemed to be boiling, as if it was about to burst, this creepy roar did not seem to be human at all, but more like the hiss of some giant monster left over from the world in ancient times.

"No way!" Jenora raised a hand and tapped her somewhat chaotic head, then closed her left eye and looked her right eye into Veges's scarlet pupils. A glimmer of light swept through the depths of Jenora's pitch-black pupils, pure white light, and in an instant, it filled his narrow eyes, so full that they seemed to overflow his pupils. Beges watched the strange scene with his scarlet eyes open, and before he could react, white light overflowed his pupils. In an instant, pure white light enveloped the entire station, time seemed to stand still, and the chaotic world around it suddenly fell silent for a moment. In the soft white light, everything was frozen in that moment, the overturned tables and chairs, the frightened and helpless eyes, the trembling body, and the silent moans, and the silent roar, in the world shrouded in white light, only Genora was smiling, his pale skin showed a jade-like transparent texture in this soft light, and his delicate facial features were also glowing with soft light, as if the gods had descended into the world's mansion as elegant and holy, sweeping away all the pain in the world......

The first to come to his senses was the man in the hat, his forehead had oozed dense beads of sweat, but it was not because of the sense of oppression and roar emitted by the Berges when he went violent, but the dazzling white light flashed, and the sense of oppression exerted on himself disappeared in vain, and even the roar in his ears disappeared, and the feeling of peace lingered around him, and in the endless white light, he vaguely saw the blooming flowers and clear flowing water, the birds that crossed the sky and the palace of Qionglou Yuyu, as if he was in a beautiful fairyland. Just as he was about to indulge in it, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and looked around in horror, but there was nothing but soft white light and illusory scenes. What shocked him even more was that his body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. He suddenly had a strong sense of fear, and just as he didn't know what to do, the white light around him quickly faded, and the broken scenes and objects in the post station gradually became clear from the haze.

"Sorry to interrupt your duel. An indifferent voice sounded above his head, and the man in the hat realized that he was sitting on the ground weakly, and he looked up with difficulty, and saw Jenora carrying the seemingly sleepy Bergis in one hand, and the other hand elegantly stretched out in front of him, "It's just that it will be troublesome if he goes out of control." ”

The man in the hat didn't pay attention to the hand handed over by Jenora, and as soon as he held it on the ground with one hand, the whole person bounced off the ground suddenly, and then landed steadily, pulling away from Jenola, and looking at Jenola with a wary look in his eyes, "Is it? It's a pity, it's rare to meet such a strong opponent." ”

Jenora smiled indifferently, withdrew her arms, and walked straight to a fairly intact table and chair in the corner.

"It's wonderful! It's wonderful! Such a power is miraculous......" Doromie Glien's fanatical voice sounded from behind Jenora, staring at Jenora with an almost obsessive gaze, "Join us, I will provide the best treatment, whatever you find in the Eldas Mountains, you will be able to choose what you want, how about it?"

"It looks like you're just as ignorant as your brother. Jenora didn't look back, and walked forward, "Excuse me!"

Then he took out a dozen gold coins from Beges's arms and threw them in front of the counter, and said to the female shopkeeper who was still trembling unconsciously with a frightened face at the moment, "It seems that this place needs to be renovated!"

"Okay, okay, you're welcome...... Gas!"