Shaman from Afar

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With Alto Bellini's icy order, more than ten wandering knights walked into the street behind him, pulling out the sabers around his waist, forming a scattered and quickly approaching.

The dark-haired wizard with a smile on his face held the sword handle in his right hand, and the blade fell on his feet. His black pupils calmly swept over the enemy in front of him.

The principle of distinguishing veterans and rookies is simple. The overwhelming number of people in street fighting can win the advantage, but too many people will give the enemy a chance; instead of approaching gradually, swarming the enemy ’s activity space, slam Die "them.

Steps, movements, and eyes when approaching the enemy, coordination with each other-these wandering knights are all true masters, and no one will be inferior to the original Leonardo.

If Loren was still the wandering knight who first arrived in Gumu Town, if he was really only himself, now there is no second way except turning around and running away.

Even ... This may be a trap left by the other party. From the perspective of their skill, the space left by each other is also likely to be a trap. The fooled end is to be sandwiched by three long swords at the same time.

Certainly die!

"I have a question." Looking at the wandering knights who gradually gathered and surrounded themselves, the dark-haired wizard was still delaying time: "Why would you want to kill Isaac Grantham?"

"This is the last question you want to ask before you die?"

With a chill in his eyes, Alto Bellini sneered: "Very well, even if it's the last 'gift' before you go to hell-no reason, just because he is too smart."

Loren raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised:

"Just because of this?"

"Because of this ... hehe, only you can say this sentence." Aalto's eyes were cold and his expression gradually twisted: "You can't see, you can't see how scary this guy is. ! "

"Do you know how much energy I have invested in the study of the Holy Blood Elixir, how much resources have been spent, how much manpower to complete this magnificent plan ?! But what is the result, time and time again and again and again!

From the initial idea, to every drop of effort ... I did n’t even leave the laboratory for a whole year for it, and it took me almost four years to crack the final rune structure ... years of hard-won answers ... this The guy who popped up suddenly, he actually ... solved it in just one night!

Do you know how unwilling I am? ! "

With a "bang!" Aalto Bellini crushed a corpse skull at his feet.

"The Holy Blood Potion ... My years of hard work, in his eyes, is a fun, a toy ... You stupid people can't understand the sense of frustration, you can't see such a high level in your eyes This guy is at most a genius, so you can never see the horror of this guy, he is a devil, devil! "

"Any research, calculation, inheritance, knowledge, wisdom ... in front of this guy's unreasonable talent, there are a lot of **** and jokes! Even if I just know that he is still alive, it makes me sleepless!

I am the real genius! I am the nine-man star wizard tower, the hope of the entire wizard world! As for this guy ... He is just a monster who is happy to destroy the hard work and research of others. Every day he lives is a heavy blow to the entire wizarding world!

Isaac Grantham ... He must die, and you too! "

Alto Bellini, who was getting crazy, just wanted to continue to move forward half a step, but was stopped by another wandering knight beside him, and said something in his ear.

.................. "Hold on."

In the attic, indifferent Edward gently spoke to the people behind him, his eyes staring at the surrounded dark-haired wizard, and Alto Bellini under the layers of protection.

"Our number is clearly at a disadvantage, and the only chance is with Alto Bellini-if you can't kill him in one go, those wandering knights will not give us a second chance."

"What should I do?" The elf tightened her nerves.

Edward, who quietly pulled out his sword, turned his eyes little by little to the wizard behind him:

"Come as planned."

In the middle of the street, the surrounded dark-haired wizard still didn't make any movements, and waited very patiently-half of the people in the south of the city were almost dying, and the entire void force of Ebden had never been so large and complicated.

All that is left is time.

"Are you waiting for something?"

The wandering knight beside him receded, and Alto's smile gradually recovered from the extreme madness: "Wouldn't it be that you want to drag it until the holy grail, Lord Loren Turin?"

"Or ... what are you behind?"

The dark-haired wizard's face was cold:

"I don't understand what you mean."

"You are not alone, right?" Aalto stared at him deadly: "There are at least three or four people, lurking around waiting for you to break through or ... raid?"

"Found?"

Vera exclaimed in a low voice, clenching her teeth, staring fiercely at Alto Bellini in the middle of the street: "It's not too late to kill this guy!"

"calm."

Edward raised his eyes and his expression remained the same: "They didn't find our location, they just knew our existence.

"We still have a chance."

"Why don't you let your friends and I come out to see you, why are you so shy, are you already familiar?" Aalto's sharp voice echoed in the street:

"Raid the banquet, intend to commit murder, kidnap, assassinate ... I have also ruined my plan several times in a row. Such a passionate group of people, I still don't even know their names, is it not too rude?"

"How long do you have to wait?" The female elf asked.

"Wait until the other party is convinced of our position." Edward lowered his voice, and the unsheathed bayonet raised slowly: "Assaulted as they expected."

what? !

Vera and Liya froze at almost the same time, as if thinking they had heard it wrong.

... Is it true, is it in the attic?

Aalto's gaze swept over a house next to the black-haired wizard-indeed, from that position it was indeed possible to see the movements around him. It could not be better for surveillance and sneak attacks.

But the mouse, you have been found!

With a bit of self-confidence, Alto Bellini raised his chin and stared at Loren Turin with the same dead eyes:

"Still the same ... I want to live!"

At the next moment, more than a dozen wandering knights started to work at the same time. The cold long sword was like a noose, and the dark-haired wizard who seemed to have not responded was surrounded in the center!

"Do it!"

At the moment of Edward's roar, the spear that had fallen from the sky had penetrated the first wandering knight!

Together with the tacit understanding of Edward and Vera, the bayonet penetrated the enemy's cheeks, Vera's figure passed by, and the tacit attack blocked the two sneaky guys.

When the wandering knights gathered around, the dark-haired wizard was gone!

Where is he ... Alto Bellini's eyes widened, and a black afterimage was quickly rushing at him, his hands clenched tightly!

In an instant, he was still full of confidence and suddenly panicked, dragging the wandering knight beside him: "Stop, stop him, stop him!"

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A sword pierced the wandering knight who threw it up. Instead of pulling out his long sword, Loren took out the "bright silver" behind him.

"May the void be with you!"

At the moment of seeing the gray-blue light, Alto Bellini saw Loren's eyes almost at the same time, which was exactly the look of the dead.

"Stop him-!!!!!!"

The wandering knights around were given orders to step on the corpse of a brother who had been pierced and slashed, and attacked Loren Turin, who was alone.

Their eyes were indifferent, they couldn't see the extra smile on the corner of the dark-haired wizard's mouth, and they didn't know that he was waiting for this moment-there was finally no cover by Alto Bellini.

Raising a bow, slinging an arrow, winding ... The little wizard half-squatted behind the attic window looked pale, but his hands were as steady as steel ...

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