"Robert?"

Roland narrowed his eyes, and his face was confused: "I haven't heard of this name. ”

His daughter-in-law, Yveer, raised her eyebrows slightly: "I know that she, the maid left by the mongrel parents, has caused a lot of trouble in the Antolian continent recently. Part-time in a variety of professions, combat effectiveness comparable to high-level legends. Recently, however, I heard that this woman relies on something called the 'Battle Angel Heart', which is similar to the 'Philosopher's Stone', in order to gain endless resilience and powerful combat power. So Werther, do you think this woman is enough to help that bastard fight our Benedict—"

"Demigods!"

Witt interrupted the white-haired old woman's sarcastic words, and his tone was meaningful: "I have confirmed it, Lord Roland. The 'Blood-Eyed Angel' Robert Yvonne has indeed become a true demigod, and she is about to arrive here to fight your Excellency!"

"Are you kidding me?

Yveil Benedict couldn't help but shake her body slightly, her face was slightly pale, and her eyes were bulging.

For Werther's words, she felt strange and full of absurdity.

Roland Benedict's eyes were slightly condensed, revealing Ruize.

"I'm not kidding, Lord Roland should know best. You should have sensed it, Lord Roland?"

Witt smiled with his faceless features: "So our Magic Tower Committee is ready to open up a half-plane near here for the two of us to fight." Or please two of you and move to the dark world. ”

"The half-plane is not needed, and the dark world is more economical. ”

Roland shook his head slightly: "But I also ask your Demon Tower Committee to make another assessment based on the results of my battle with that demigod. I don't want to be an enemy of your Atlanta Magic Tower Committee, and I don't want you to be an obstacle to Benedict. ”

"As you wish, I will convey your wishes to the members of the Magic Tower Committee. I wish you victory in this war as well—"

After saying this, the 'Leaf Man' named Werther turned into countless leaves and fell down.

At this time, Avil Benedict looked at Roland with a little dazed and worried: "Father?"

"What he said was true, I already felt the presence of that woman, her hostility as sharp as a sword, cold as frost, had locked on me thousands of miles away. ”

Roland Benedict said as he sprinkled some strange seeds: "So take them and leave first, Ivire, I have to prepare for battle." ”

Strange to say, the seeds did not fall to the ground, but seemed to drift into other dimensions as they fell.

Everel didn't speak, and after saluting Roland, she hurried away with the many Benedict men.

Less than three minutes later, a young woman dressed in a black maid outfit suddenly appeared five kilometers behind Roland Benedict. The latter suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly, and turned to look back: "Is Robert Yvonne your master?"

- This is indeed a demigod, although her magic power is very flamboyant, and she can't even be completely contained, but the essence of the power that the other party has, divinity and divine fire, are almost equal to him!

Robert didn't speak, she just calmly beckoned the recoilless cannon 'Holy Star' to her side, and at the same time, two sacrly-grade pistols also appeared in her hands, pointing at the opponent from afar.

"This level of attack is useless to me, Your Excellency—"

Before Roland's words could be spoken, Robert opened fire. The 'Holy Star' spat out cannonballs, and one of her two pistols fired ten rounds in an instant.

But before that, Roland's figure had disappeared from this world.

"Come with me, Lord Yvonne. This bright world cannot be our battlefield. I will be waiting for you in the dark world!"

Robert Yvonne also did not hesitate to forcibly tear open the space wall and stepped into the dark world separated by a wall. Then she saw that Roland Benedict, who had become a giant in this world. And in this land of a hundred miles, there are countless magic puppets made of entangled trees and vines rising out of the air.

Robert's gaze was flat and unafraid.

And in the next moment, a storm giant appeared behind her. Countless wind blades blew out from the body that looked like a giant tornado, mercilessly slashing all the vines and vine puppets that tried to get close to pieces!

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"After all, I'm still inexperienced and fooled!"

When the fierce battle between Robert Yvonne and Roland Benedict began, there were countless lines of sight in the city of Atlanta, snooping, observing the battle.

Among them are the three people who confronted each other at the very top of the Wildenstein Building, Consely Wildenstein, Philip Wildenstein, aka Philip I, and Alexandra Howard.

The latter is still dressed in the same outfit, with a white suit, brown sunglasses, a pink shirt, and neatly combed black hair, looking like a playboy. He only exchanged for a Swiss watch from the brand "Mountains" and a brooch from the "Royal Delaro" jewelry.

"Compared to the light world, the environment of the dark world is more suitable for trees to grow. The special environment over there allows plants to photosynthesize without sunlight, which is a great battlefield for our Benedict. This cunning guy even planted so many demon seeds in advance. ”

Neither Conscully nor Philip I, who were present, had any intention of answering. The two were looking at each other, their eyes indifferent, as unwavering as stagnant water.

Alexandra Howard was completely unimpressed by the silence of the two: "Actually, it's not necessary! She can refuse to go to the dark world, after all, it is not her master who took the initiative to attack." ”

"There are two things I'm most curious about right now, the first is this lady Yvonne, how did she get rid of the devouring of all souls and become a true demigod?"

"Second thing, are you sure you have a chance of winning, Conshuli, just today, to pull your ancestors down from the throne?"

Philip I remained calm, and Conshuri let out a chuckle under Alexandra's gaze.

"Who knows, but if this fight can't be avoided, I'll try my best. Of course, my target includes you, Mr. Howard. ”

Alexandra Howard's face froze slightly, and then she laughed too.

"Young man, you've always been very confident. So let me guess what your hole cards are? Are you the 'twin stars' you've cultivated over the years? My intelligence chief told me that the two of them would be as strong as a demigod if they fought together. It's for me, isn't it?"

"You'll know my hole cards when the war begins. ”

Kang Xiuli put his hands behind his back, and his tone was meaningful: "I do have full confidence that I will burn all the decay of this family and leave a clean career for Andre and him." The Wildenstein family will also be reborn in this flame—and that must be what you Philip I are looking forward to?"

"Wow, I feel your fighting spirit, Consuri. So—"

But before Alexandra finished speaking, Philip I interjected indifferently: "Wait a little longer, Alex." ”

"Wait?"

Alexandra Howard frowned, then sneered again.

"It's still a rat trap, and you're worried about the loss, isn't it? It's too indecisive, Philip. ”

But then he didn't say anything, and instead looked back into the dark world, at the blood-eyed maid who was fighting Roland Benedict.

"Then wait and see how this new demigod friend wins this demigod duel—"