Shaman from Afar

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Loren was startled.

The moment Isaac's voice fell, the hot water churning sound suddenly sounded in the empty colonnade palace, and the original cold air seemed to start to become a bit frozen and sticky.

No, not like this ...

The dark-haired wizard still clasped his brows and stared at the direction of the gate.

At the next moment, a puddle of gray-blue liquid was boiling like a pus, and it appeared abruptly at the end of the palace.

The boiling pus was still rolling, and the creepy sound kept coming from the empty colonnade palace.

The moment of seeing the pus, the strong vomiting caused the gray pupil to cover his mouth violently; but Isaac just stared blankly at the scene in front of him, as if he had been completely frightened, and his expression seemed to be There is also some inexplicable fear.

The bleak wind screamed, cold and biting, and in an instant, the whole palace fell into darkness.

A slow, squeaking sound came from behind, and the nearly instinctive three looked back at the same time-the gate they passed when they came, somehow closing it little by little.

"boom--!"

The heavy sound of closing the door broke the silence and completely broke their retreat.

At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out of this puddle, tried his best to hold the ground, like a drowning person desperately "crawled" out of the pus.

It seems ... to be alone.

With their eyes widened, the three looked at the scene in front of them with different complexions-a "silhouette" covered with gray-blue pus, struggling and crawling out of it.

Arms, head, shoulders, upper body ... The boiling pus seemed to be very reluctant to let it go, but he had to succumb to the power of the "human" and was gradually freed from the shackles.

It was a very tall figure, almost completely wrapped in bronze mottled armor from head to toe, and he could not even see the other person's appearance.

The burly figure knelt on one knee and extended his right hand into the boiling pus again; slowly, with great effort, he pulled out a very large handle, full of notches and rust, and nearly one person tall hands Great sword!

When he saw the big sword, Loren's eyes were slightly frozen.

"... There is really such a nation in this world, such a powerful warrior, can he use one man tall sword and three meters long, thick arm javelin to hunt the dragon ..."

What Brandon once said suddenly echoed in his ears, and the expression of the dark-haired wizard was extremely unsightly.

The burly body, the armor covering the whole body, the big sword of one person ...

I was really unlucky, and even Niederhogg a thousand years later could meet the legendary dragon hunter!

"What it is?!"

The dumbfounded Lucien pointed to the figure with one hand holding up the big sword in front of him, and his silver-grey pupil had an incredible color:

"The enemy ?!"

"Yes, just like Isaac just said, the story in the third-rate knight novel ..." Gritting his teeth tightly, there was a trace of dignity and uneasiness in the eyes of the dark-haired wizard:

"The one behind the final treasure and the level ... watchdog."

The voice fell, and the burly figure suddenly turned his head; the three people who were suddenly watched subconsciously stepped back half a step!

"Say ... if we can have a good chat with it, explain it a little bit and express some kindness and so on." The trembling Isaac was already earthy, and his pale face was all sweat:

"Do you think it is possible ..."

Before the words fell, the dragon hunter suddenly lifted the big sword and threw it violently!

"boom--!"

The bronze mottled sword suddenly fell down, the collapsed floor tiles and the surrounding reliefs were all turned into fragments, and the whole palace was trembling!

The smoke dispersed, and the unseen dragon hunter suddenly turned his head to look at the three people hiding aside, and the powerful mottled sword was once again held in one hand by him; the icy blade stood tall as if The executioner's chopping table.

"Okay ... I guess there is no possibility of peaceful negotiations, right?"

"That's right." The dark-haired wizard said coldly, with his gray-blue swordmans hands flat in front of him: "The deadly negotiations have ended ...

Next is the time to fight! "

At this moment, a touch of silver light loomed in front of Loren ... The forcibly calm Lucian Hengjian blocked the two behind his thin figure, and the silver-grey pupil stared at the dragon hunter's Figure.

"This is an impolite request, but ... Lord Loren, please give this enemy to me." The gray pupil was breathing slightly, but the sword in his hand was still:

"Dragon King Tower is close at hand, you can't be preempted by that Fanesis!"

"You ..." Isaac froze for a moment, then growled quite angrily: "What are you doing, Lucien ?!"

"It's the only thing I can do to be a" Wizard Guardian "." Lussin didn't look back and said lightly:

"I should have been dead by the time of the Boundary Mountain Fortress, Isaac."

Isaac froze, looking at this friend he thought he knew, a precocious kid like himself.

"Lord Loren."

"Ok?"

"You once asked me why I came here with you and what it means." The gray pupil's voice gradually calmed down, and he could no longer hear gasps: "I think I can tell you the answer now."

"The answer is simple, there is no reason."

The black-haired wizard raised his eyebrows, silent.

"I, Lucien, the illegitimate son of the Wiltz family swore allegiance to you with my blood; with a blood alliance, I swore that I owe you a life, and I am an Elman, said Do it! "

"It's up to me to block this watchdog. You, Lord Loren, take Isaac and arrive at the Dragon King Tower before Farnesis-this is my plan."

"Just let me be a worthless" Wizard Guard "to get you through to the Dragon King Tower!"

Loren didn't open his mouth and glanced at Isaac beside him, only to find that this guy was also watching him.

After only a moment of hesitation, the dark-haired wizard carried Isaac behind him, silently glancing at the back of the gray pupil, and said very solemnly:

"May the void be with you--!"

With a determined look, Lucien slightly raised the corner of his mouth, shaking a sword flower gently, the tip of the sword hanging down on his ankle.

The next second, the gray-blue afterimage disappeared from the place and hurried towards the gate of the palace of the pillar!

The sudden noise made the dragon hunter suddenly turn around and immediately noticed the figure that was "escaping"; waving a mottled sword and rushing to the ground.

There was a continuous roar of sharp blades and winds behind him, and the expressionless Loren never looked back, and ran straight towards the closed door.

"boom--!"

The big sword hit the pillar on one side, and the whole column collapsed among the falling stones.

The black-haired wizard who borrowed from mid-air jumped up, and escaped the big sword's second blow.

The entire colonnade palace was one of trembling, and the gray-blue afterimage still didn't stop, and still ran between the colonnade without cover.

That's right, there is no need to dodge or stop; just rush straight in, and it is enough to go straight!

The door is already here!

"Fire of Turin--!"

Along with the roar of Loren, the golden-red "Meteor" hit the gate of the palace without any errors.

"boom--!"

The fragmented roar echoed between the palace pillars, between the golden flames and the thick smoke, and a beam of sunlight was thrown into the center of the gate that was blown up and shattered.

"It's now, rush over—!" Isaac, who hugged Loren tightly, also shouted.

The dragon hunter who hunted down behind him suddenly stopped. Www.readwn.com ~ Half-kneeled as if he was weak, and the big sword was carried on his shoulder.

Next, the burly figure jumped up suddenly and flew into the air like a cannonball!

When the gray-blue afterimage was about to reach the gate, the dragon-hunter who had fallen rapidly from high altitude raised his big sword in his hand, and fell into the air with a scream of tearing air.

"Catch you!"

At this moment, another figure suddenly appeared on the top of the dragon hunter's head, and a gleam of silver light struck his head!

"boom--!!!!"

Between the earth and stone splashing, the two figures fell on the floor almost at the same time; the dust was rising, and Lucien, who was coughing in a row, struggled to get up, and his dark blue hair tips were full of murderous eyes:

"Are you ready for another game ...

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