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"Really?" Don Quixote looked at the sky knight Morik, who had almost lost his self-awareness, floating in the air tenaciously with his own will, "As long as the strange electromagnetic force field is offset, this so-called There are only sky knights who can fight head-on with the King of Knights."

Don Quixote can still feel the power of the aurora vaguely existing in the sky armor, which is what people on earth call electricity, but because the person who controls it has been seriously injured, neither the body nor the soul can control it anymore. This magical armor, so Morik has changed from a hunter to a prey.

"Cough~cough~" Morik, who already knew that he could escape, was not wearing a helmet, but directly opened the mask on the helmet through his own spiritual power, and then sprayed a mouthful of blood in his throat onto the sea surface, "Who are you and what are you?"

Don Quixote didn't seem to be afraid that the other party was a knight, but floated in front of that man. This guy whose strength was only a high-ranking knight looked about 30 years old. Without this armor, he In front of Don Quixote, he can only be a character crawling on the ground, but at this moment he can sit on an equal footing with Don Quixote. If there is no principle of the sky armor provided by Rommel, then Don Quixote wants to defeat him. It is also impossible.

"Who am I?" Don Quixote took off his hat at this time, "I'm sorry, I don't remember my real name, I just know that a long, long time ago, I came from that ship. Got away at the hands of that Male Gordon, ha. Maybe he doesn't remember who I am, though. It doesn't matter, does it?" [

"I was like a dog back then, no, no, dogs can bite people, I was like a lump of mud, I let you nobles round and flatten me at will, but maybe the goddess of magic favored me, ha, now I turned into a mage. Of course, I was also a glorious pirate," said Don Quixote, baring his teeth, revealing the innermost teeth covered with gold skin, "my teeth are beautiful .”

"That is," Morik said, to lighten his load.He took back the unused giant sword into the interspatial ring, "Are you here to seek revenge from the Duke of Malgordon?"

"That's right." Although Don Quixote was floating in the air, he was still walking on the ground, and he seemed to have entered the role of Captain Jack, and his imitation almost gave people the same feeling.if morik had seen

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"Boom!" Although there was a smile on his face, when Don Quixote kicked open the door of the room where Male Gordon was, Li Ang, who was with him, still felt the familiar murderous aura, " Good day, Duke Mahler."

"Good day," at this moment Mahler Gordon didn't piss off the shit like Don Quixote thought, and begged for mercy on his knees, although he had already seen the outside scene through the built-in ability of the magic-weave warship before. , I also know that the War Supervisor almost died, and now he has run away even more, but as a German, when he knew that he would die, he was not so afraid.

"What you said to Morik outside, I have heard through the magic circle on this ship. Sorry, I don't seem to remember who you are anymore."

Don Quixote passed a chair and sat in front of Male Gordon. This old man should look about 80 or [-] years old, not the potbellied one as imagined, but rather a thin old man. "Do you remember seven years ago when your eldest grandson was bitten off by a cat-eared lady?"

Mallor Gordon nodded, "Of course I remember, that cat was lucky enough to commit suicide, otherwise, she would have lived a miserable life."

"She is my wife." Don Quixote drew out his long sword, "Also, my name is Don Quixote!"

"Pfft!" Under Mahler Gordon's surprised and disbelieving gaze, the long sword pierced his throat, passed through the spine, and cut off his central nervous system. Of course, the moment the central nervous system was severed, This old man was already dead, but before he died, he was still a little unbelievable. In just seven years, a dead slave was not only resurrected, but also became so powerful. What happened?

"Dingling bell!" The soul-destroying copper bell appeared again in Don Quixote's hand. Of course, this time it was to imprison Mahler's soul. Then he pulled out the long sword stuck in Duke Mahler's neck, and after shaking off the blood on it, inserted it back into the scabbard, "Leave this boat here. I don't want to be stained with his blood, and it will also give you a chance to elect his third son more legitimately."

"Alright," Li Ang nodded, "Then you next."

"Well," Don Quixote walked to the front of the sand table, looking at the flickering light spots on it, "and that Alvin, let's die here together, then I will leave this place to you," Before he finished speaking, Don Quixote, who was not very good-looking, directly turned into a shooting star, broke through the magic-weave warship, and flew in one direction towards the vast Sea of ​​Falling Stars.

"Boom!" Lightly kicking the dead Mallor Gordon, Li Ang stuffed a piece of parchment with scrawled but identical handwriting into his clothes, and the contents inside were about The heir of the next Grand Duke, "he is really a strange and powerful mage, no wonder he can become Lord Xiuyi's old enemy" (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote, monthly pass, your support, It is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to read.)

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