Crocodile's Ark of Tomorrow

The blow from the Witch King's recovery sent Gard flying tens of meters away, but for the rough-skinned and thick-skinned crocodile, such an attack was like scratching the surface.

Can't even tickle him.

The "Witch King" not far away has been resurrected, but Gard's attention is not on the "Witch King", but looking at the Witch King's handbook in his hand.

"Humph—? Humph—?"

Gard hummed again, rubbing his chin for a while, if he guessed correctly, it should be the tune of a love song.

There was only half of the song inside, and the remaining half was written in Laitanian. Just as Gard was about to take a closer look, the "Witch King" attacked him again.

Zheng———!

Like the clashing sound between metal and jade, as the origin stone crystals grew, a cello completely made of origin stone appeared in the hands of the "Witch King".

The first step is to pluck the strings of the cello, and the gorgeous and powerful pronunciation resounds in the wilderness.

Lively and brisk, just like a carefree childhood.

In fact, the strings formed by the origin stone were impossible to pluck, like a large decoration.

But Gard heard voices.

"This is... the voice of the world!"

Caprini's followers of the Witch King shouted excitedly, the Witch King's talent in music is not inferior to his Originium spell talent at all, many people ignore the Witch King's powerful Originium skills, he is still a An incomparably outstanding Master of Originium Art.

The sounds of the world are the melodies played by Wu Wang Xingzhi. These melodies were recorded by court musicians and became the sounds of the world.

But there are also some pieces of music that were written by the Witch King in his early years. Even the court musicians cannot fully restore the music from the few words of others.

Not only the notes when the cello is played, but also the accompaniment of the band. Letania's music cannot be played completely by only one person.

The notes played by the cello and the orchestra seem to be an intimate narrative between the two. In Gard's mind, there are even two youthful figures of a young girl.

Then he was kicked out again.

As if the player of the music didn't want him to hear the next piece.

However, Gard just patted the dust off his body and stood up again.

"Don't say you are dead now, even if you are not dead, I am not afraid of you."

The fear of the Witch King among the Letanians is deep-rooted, but Gard is not a Letanian, he has neither fear nor dread of the Witch King.

A song is a song, and it is meant to be heard.

How can there be any reason for a performer to shut out the audience?

It was completely audible that the tune played by the tall figure affected by the will of the Witch King began to become uncoordinated.

Because the warlock's body couldn't bear the ever-growing crystals of origin stones and was facing collapse, but the collapse of the warlock did not stop the will recorded in this origin stone's spelling unit from playing music.

The player who played the music didn't want to play his next music to a crocodile man, but the resurrected body couldn't carry the complete will down. The will in the warlock's body was like a formula and program that had been written long ago.

It will not change due to the influence of external force.

Even though the tone of the music gradually became hoarse, Gard could still hear the youthful love of teenagers and girls contained in this piece of music.

It is as beautiful as a song, light and light, sweet in bitterness, like a youthful love song.

The body was smashed into the pit, and Gard picked up the Witch King's letter again, and found that the letter recorded in it was indeed a love song.

Also, a love story.

'Bettina, remember when we first met?From the first time I saw you, I fell in love with you.I have never loved anyone so deeply.I like you, I love you, I belong to you.My life is complete only when I am with you.You are my fire, you drive me crazy.You are my instrument, you fascinate me so much...'

After reading the entire love story written by the young Witch King without missing a word, Gard had to admit that there is probably no historian who would not be interested in such things.

One of the most outstanding Originium magicians in modern history, the emperor of Letania, the king of the tower's romantic history when he was young.

In addition, there is also a piece of music written by the Witch King when he was young. If it gets out, it will be enough to drive all the Lytanian musicians crazy.

However, Gard was very happy to see it, and the person who saw the black history didn't think so.

[Little devil, you are enough! 】

Suddenly, a different kind of will appeared in the body of the warlock whose body was gradually collapsing, and it actually stabilized the body of the warlock who was about to collapse and die.

Hearing this sound, Gard's eyes were fixed. He got up from the deep pit, raised his hand and made a fist, and a long and narrow sound blade formed by the Originium spell collided with his fist.

Boom!

The sound blade and Gard's fists collided, and then scattered, tearing Gard's body like a knife.

The clothes on Gard's body became tattered in an instant, revealing the solid and firm muscles inside like granite.

Even though Gard is still in the state of a teenager, his physical strength has not changed because he has compressed his body shape.

A shuddering will descended on the wilderness, and this time, the dead will really revived.

"Little devil, I've had enough of you!"

"Oh?"

Looking at the dark red figure whose body had swelled to a height of nearly three meters, Gard grinned.

"Old man, since he's dead, don't lie about the corpse."

"I don't have the habit of whipping corpses!"

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Volume 39 Come to their family: Chapter [-] I, Gard, will not join forces with you

boom!

The collision of the fist and the sound wave shook a large snowflake.

Gard didn't use the big ax on his back, but punched and punched, colliding with the origin stone spell released by the tall figure who was playing music not far away.

The origin stone spell combined with music not only possesses substantial offensive capabilities, but can also silently destroy the enemy's body structure and affect the enemy's actions.

However, this is not a problem for Gard at all.

He didn't expect that he just randomly helped Hor Haiya find a letter from the Witch King, and in the end the Witch King would actually come.

He knew that some powerful Originium Artists would affect the information storage of Originium, and even write their own will into Originium, but the so-called inheritance of will, at most, spread in a limited part of the human body. Appearance is no longer within the reach of ordinary people.

The "Wizard King" in front of him gave Gard the feeling that his body was dead, but his will was still stored in the object, and he could still transform into a complete form and walk around the black dragon Yaletog.

"Well, are they actually the same kind? But it seems that they are not. At most, they only have a little bit of similar characteristics. Compared with us, they are still far behind."

Miss Black Dragon was talking to herself in the ax on Gard's back. She was not worried about the situation Gard was facing now. Gard had won against her whole body, so how could she lose to someone who just touched her? To "mortals" in their field.

In fact, when facing this incarnation of the Witch King, Gard didn't even use the power of ascension, but purely used his physical strength to confront the opponent.

If Gard wanted to, he only needed to be a little more serious to solve this incarnation of the Witch King, but he didn't have such an idea.

It was so hard to come across a truly otherworldly Originium Art master, it would be a pity if he killed him with an axe.

Combining the knowledge he had learned, Gard verified one by one according to the origin stone skills released by the incarnation of the Witch King, and finally transformed it into the use of the power of ascension.

For Gard, the incarnation of the Witch King in front of him is like a rich source stone encyclopedia. He only needs to show similar or even slightly inferior strength to continuously learn knowledge from the opponent.

Is there anything better than this?

However, some people think otherwise.

The blond couple had already arrived at the battlefield when the incarnation of the Witch King arrived. Looking at the "dangerous" crocodile man on the battlefield, they finally couldn't help it.

"Snitz, we have to help him!"

"Yes, if he is defeated, with the two of us alone, even if he can win, he will definitely pay the price."

The handsome blond uncle looked at the revived Witch King with a dignified expression.

He never thought that after so many years, he would have to face the Witch King again.

More than ten years ago, under the rule of the High Tower Witch King, Letania had the desire to invade Casimir.

At this time, the Procuratorate received an invitation from the current Twin Queens. If they join hands with the Twin Queens to defeat the Witch King, then the Twin Queens are willing to sign a non-aggression alliance treaty with Casimir.

So, he and his wife went to Leitania to join hands with the twin queens to carry out an assassination against the Witch King.

Afterwards, they returned to Casimir. After a short period of stability, they had to embark on a journey to the northern ice field again due to some complicated reasons.

Up to now, it seems that everything has returned to the original point.

"Yolanta, you support me from behind!"

Just like ten years ago, Snitz Linguang, the Kuranta Golden Pegasus, grasped the sword and gun in his hand, and took the lead in charging.

The distance of a few hundred meters was only an instant, and Snitz Linguang had already appeared in front of the revived incarnation of the Witch King, brandishing his knight sword and spear with golden flames.

And faster than Snitz Linguang, the arrows of the light golden wavy long-haired Kuranta woman, in just such a moment, there are already more than a dozen arrows from different directions, heading towards the arrow. The incarnation of the Witch King shot away.

If Monique and Xinteliya, the unhacked assassins who also used bows and crossbows, were here, they would find that the Kuranta woman plucked the bowstring so fast that afterimages appeared.

Moreover, each arrow is precisely equipped with the crossbowman's origin stone skill, and it only detonates at the moment it hits the target.

More than 20 years of getting along day and night has already made the cooperation between the husband and wife become harmonious. Let alone the incarnation of the witch king in front of him, even the real witch king can't ignore the cooperation between the two.

The suddenly passionate music blocked Yolanta Linguang's arrow, but Snitz Linguang's sword and spear were already within reach.

The originally chaotic consciousness like scattered notes suddenly pieced together a complete movement at this moment. Snitz Linguang's sword and spear pierced the heart of the incarnation of the Witch King, but the body wrapped in the source stone did not have any Substantial key.

At the beginning, all the attention was on Gard, so Snitz Linguang and Yolanta Linguang were not found. Now seeing them, the will of the incarnation of the Witch King became clear.

"It's you!"

Snitz Linguang seemed to hear a sigh in his ears. Without the movement of the Twin Queens using Originium skills to suppress the Witch King, under the influence of the Witch King's Originium skills, Snitz Linguang could only rely on himself to resist.

However, without waiting for his attack to further take effect on the incarnation of the Witch King.

A figure appeared behind him.

The crocodile man looked at the blond uncle Kuranta in front of him, grabbed him and threw him into the distance.

next second.

The sound waves enough to penetrate the heart seemed to destroy all his internal organs. Even the thick leather armor could not stop this invisible attack.

"Buzz!"

The closest follower of the Witch King didn't even last a second in the sound wave, blood overflowed from his mouth and nose, and then died.