Infinity from the giant

You can search for "Unlimited Search Novels from Giants (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!The Kingdom of Casevia is located in the south of Farrowland. Its land area is more than twice that of Farrowland, but the strength of this country is not as strong as that of Farrowland.

Because of its geographical location and poor weather conditions, the Nokman Empire and the San Joan Empire were located in the east and south of the west of Faroland, respectively. These two vast empires just sandwiched Casevia.

It separates San Joan and Nokman, and basically belongs to the strategic buffer zone of the two huge empires. In addition, there is a mountain range across the country, and the terrain is very complicated.

The hilly area is full of barren mountains and ridges, the land is barren, crops are difficult to grow, the rainy season is concentrated, droughts and floods are serious, and mountain roads are tortuous.

Poor mountains and bad waters, this is the place. The small town of Olatan is located in the northern part of the Kingdom of Casevia, close to Faroland.

The small town is surrounded by mountains, and there is only one winding path connecting the outside world. It is said that it is a small town, but it is actually composed of two villages.

At 5 o'clock in the morning, the day was just getting light, and in the best house in the village, in a two-story bungalow, two big men were talking.

Milo, the prince of the demon clan, was paralyzed on a red sofa. His legs were tilted and his arms were placed on the back of the sofa, looking like I was very tugged.

In fact, he was really bold. Five years ago, he dared to do something on the Holy Sacrifice Day of the church and almost sacrificed blood to a small town on the border of San Joan.

Milo's appearance looks very young, about twenty years old, with long stray black hair, strange purple pupils, a straight nose, gray lips, slightly pointed chin, and beautiful appearance.

"Step, step, step, step..."

In the center of the house on the second floor, a young man with a strong build and tough muscles, wearing jeans and a white shirt, is stepping. He has a strong sense of rhythm, and his arms are still moving forward from time to time.

Prince Milo twitched the corner of his mouth and stretched out his left hand to stroke the black hair on his forehead: "I said, Luke, can you stop walking like this? I look at the pain."

The Werewolf Grand Duke who was dancing the dog dance stopped when he heard the words and scratched his head. He was quite embarrassed: "Sorry, Miro, I just woke up not long ago. I have been dancing this kind of dance for 20 years. I really can't control it. Myself."

Milo shrugged and chuckled: "You can't even think about it, you went to investigate the headquarters of the School of Nature.

After so many years, if it is easy to find it, it would have been found out early. Moreover, the insidious group of scholars did not follow the rules and morals at all."

Luke grinned when he heard the words, and a cruel, domineering, arrogant aura emerged spontaneously.

When he didn't dance the dog dance, he was very strong, and he was worthy of the identity of the Werewolf Grand Duke: "After all, it was the order of the ancestors, and he also investigated the cause of the death of the Bone Sovereign.

I think I was lucky. After I was caught by scholars, they did a lot of experiments on me.

But some people are worse than me. Before me, a werewolf duke was arrested. The scholar named Anion said that he wanted to study whether there was reproductive isolation between the werewolf and the dog.

So he bought a few large female dogs and forced the werewolf duke to mate with them. After I knew about it, I knelt down to the scholars and begged to let it go. Fortunately, I have already studied it and I keep it. Good morals!

After I heard that my fellow clan escaped by chance, the first thing he did was to cut off his little brother!"

"Mother of Darkness is here, this is really a sad story!" Milo's eyelids twitched, feeling a chill in his hips, and could not help but shudder, and prayed.

He couldn't help but feel a little grateful: "Fortunately, after waking up in the Principality of Ron, I did not go to Bokemia, but to San Joan."

Werewolf Grand Duke Luke folded his hands on his chest and raised his eyebrows: "Your Excellency Milo, I have to remind you that the fanatics of the church are not easy to provoke. They have surrounded here and are ready to kill us all."

The prince is much stronger than the grand prince, but the gap is not as big as between the grand prince and the duke, so Luke is not restrained in front of Miro.

Milo smiled and waved his hand: "Gonzales gave it to me. They don't know your existence. It is not difficult for the two of us to break through. How does Guan Jian reduce losses."

Luke nodded. He was not afraid of powerful enemies. The reason why he was captured alive in the past was because his IQ was crushed, and the scholars were too shameless.

In an instant, the five saints jumped out to fight together, a bunch of formations smashed their heads and faces, and this was a fart, and one person kicked him to the ground.

The time passed, three rods in the sun, and the battle had begun on the north side of the town. In the past few years after being chased by the church, Milo naturally gathered some people.

Sunlight is not fatal to demons, but it also has some suppressive effects, so the church chose this time to do it!

"Huh!"

The tip of the spear pierced directly, and the sound of the wind screamed. Raphael held a long spear made of holy silver and white Xuan Tie. With a sharp stab, it penetrated the brain of a demon earl!

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The spear was drawn out, bringing out a bunch of blood blossoms, and the demon's tall body fell to the ground with a puff.

Raphael furrowed his brows, very strange, and now the ones who harassed them were some low- and middle-level demons.

"Captain, Alfred rushed too fast, he has already left the main force!" A Tier 3 paladin wearing silver and white leather armor ran over, he said a little anxiously.

"Don't worry about him, he has fierce firepower and is not afraid of group fights!" Raphael replied calmly.

At this time, on a small road in the town, a group of demons had surrounded a man in a black trench coat with a cigarette in his mouth.

Antar Sabor, the Marquis of the Demon Race, stood on a roof and sneered: "You are too arrogant. Today is your death date!"

A pair of black wings spread out behind him, fluttering in the air, and a cross-shaped pattern composed of four diamonds shined on the soles of his feet.

Small purple apertures floated down from the soles of his feet and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the surrounding low-level demons jumped into a small aperture, and one could see that a lavender translucent tube was connected to the shining cross pattern at the foot of the Marquis of Antar.

"call!"

The surging psychic energy gathered, Antar's wings like an eagle suddenly stretched out, and the feather-like blades with purple light condensed in the air!

The extremely sharp feather blades were cold and densely packed, aiming at the man in the trench coat holding a black samurai sword under him.

"I have prepared a gift for you a long time ago. Even if you are comparable to a Duke-level powerhouse, you will only end up being shot into a sieve by the Black Feather Storm!"

Antar spoke vigorously and loudly, relying on the "locking array" to gather more than 50 demon-born psychic powers. The power of the "Black Feather Storm" he used has greatly increased, even the ordinary duke must temporarily avoid the edge!

With the black samurai sword inserted on the ground, Alfred with short gray hair narrowed his eyes, ignoring the thousands of feathers in front of him, looked up at the sun in the sky, and smiled: "It's noon!"

As soon as the voice fell, the gray psychic energy blew up like a whirlwind, blowing across the entire street, like a cloud, the surrounding field of vision instantly darkened, and the damp breath came to his face.

The wind was violent, the sound of muffled thunder bursts, and the feeling of the storm was coming spontaneously. A black six-barreled heavy machine gun emerged out of thin air, and the gun body was flashing with a faint metallic cold light, which was held by Alfred.

"Crack..."

As Alfred injected the gray psychic energy like flowing water, the barrel of the violent rain of the famous gun spun, a daffodil pattern flashed, and the free psychic energy in the air gathered like a whirlpool.

The ground began to tremble, some stones kept shaking, and the wooden door of the building was trembling, making the sound of an urn.

Antal was startled, he didn't care about pretending to be forced, his hands folded, the purple light flashed, thousands of black feathers in the air were spinning at high speed!

"Shoo! Shoo!..."

The rapid sound of breaking the wind sounded like a wave of arrows rain, and the black was pressed down, and the sky was pierced straight down!

"Is it better than firepower? I like it!"

With a grin, Alfred raised his gun at Antar and pulled the trigger directly!

"Boom! Boom..."

The artillery fire continued to the sky, resounding through the sky, as if this was not a gun for one person at all, but an entire artillery battalion bombing!

The six barrels of the famous gun "Rainbow of Fury" were spinning, one after another translucent gray bullets popped out of the chamber, and in a flash, the bullets split!

One is divided into two, two is divided into four, and four is divided into eight... like a downpour, it is roaring and splashing towards the sky!

"Boom! Bang! Bang!"

The raindrops of bullets shot out, and the black feathers were smashed to pieces, and the remaining power remained undiminished, covering the entire sky where the Marquis of Antar was located!

"Do not!"

Antar was desperate, watching the bullet rain sweeping over like a stormy sea, and struggling to flap his wings to retreat, but it was too late, and he was swallowed by the bullet screen like a bird with wings!

Alfred, with a cigarette in his mouth, let out a puff of smoke: "Caliber is justice, and range is truth!"