Shaman from Afar

Fire burst—!

The fighting blade passed by the dark-haired wizard, and Gaspard's death blow flashed away; the savage-looking Governor Byrne waved his long sword furiously, rushing towards Loren without reservation. .

Damn, does this guy want to die? !

The dark-haired wizard who could not help but scolded in his heart slipped and dodged while parrying, avoiding Gaspar's straight thorn, and swayed his dragon teeth in front of him;

"clang--!"

Sure enough, the cold blade hit the dragon's barrel in the next second; Gaspar, with his eyes wide open, chased like a hungry beast.

Faced with this kind of enemies desperate to die, Loren would generally drag on as long as possible until they are exhausted and can no longer attack like a mad dog; or simply use a "Turin fire" to send them to heaven as soon as possible;

But it is a pity that neither method is feasible in this battle.

This is the altar of the Bayern Cathedral. Every brick at the foot is engraved with the "silent" rune of the Holy Cross, and he cannot even use "bright silver", let alone high-order enchantments; If this continues to drag on, I'm afraid Gaspar hopes.

That is definitely the worst ... No, it should be a devastating result!

He kept dodge and dodge, avoiding the stormy attack of the other party; the pensive black wizard constantly calculated the other party's fighting style, looking for the other party's flaws.

Another heavy blow, the black-haired wizard who fought backhandedly picked up the point of the gun, opened it with the help of the other party's inertia, and stabbed straight into Gaspar's chest!

The instantaneous flaw didn't seem to cause him much panic, and as usual roared like a mad dog into Loren's three steps.

"puff--!"

At the moment when the two were about to die together, Loren's dragon teeth suddenly picked up and split off, hitting Gaspard's spine ridge, and the gunpoint crossed from his shoulder to his left waist.

Plasma spews!

Gaspar, who had been ripped, was kicked by the black-haired wizard, and his flesh-like body rolled on the ground. The red spewing out of his body was mixed with the blood of the dead bishop.

ended……

Without hesitation for a moment, Loren, who raised the dragon's teeth, pointed the gunpoint at Gaspar's head, and then slammed it down.

"clang--!"

In the dead altar echoed with the sound of blade impact, bursting sparks, the long sword raised suddenly stopped the dragon teeth in the air, and the **** Gaspar crawled tremblingly from the pool of blood. Got up.

The blood all over his feet kept gathering towards his body, flowing into his wounds at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and on the cheeks was a pair of blood-stained eyes, staring at the face of the dark-haired wizard.

"... Lorren Turin, do you think this battle is over?"

"Have you already proudly felt that you have won me?" The spasm and convulsive limbs, like a marionette, Gaspar stood up from the pool of blood, suddenly raised his head and squinted his scarlet eyes:

"I tell you, you definitely won't ..."

"puff--!"

Without finishing the speech, the sharply pierced spear penetrated Gaspar's throat.

"No, it's not what I think." The dark-haired wizard with a pale look suddenly pulled out his spear and let him fall to the ground:

"It's over."

The greasy Governor Byrne once again struggled to get up, reaching out hard to grab the sword on the ground; just as he was about to hit it, the black-haired wizard kicked the sword with one foot, and the tip of the dragon's gun was on top Gaspar's head.

"His Excellency Governor Gaspar, I advise you not to act rashly." Loren said lightly, his cold eyes narrowed into a slit:

"It is true that the Elixir of Holy Blood can give you almost endless vitality, even if the head is cut, it will be resurrected; but every death will speed up your mutation-if you want to become a ghoul ... so, I I do n’t mind helping you. "

As the words fell, Governor Byrne, who had just wanted to resist, suddenly froze, his eyes widening motionlessly.

Lost, lost again ...

From the time the dark-haired wizard appeared in Red Blood Castle, he was greeted one after another by fiascos; City Guard, Warlord Nilton, Cortez in the Lower Town, and the Old Roger ’s Yoder Chamber of Commerce ...

The people around you are either dead or have betrayed yourself; when you really get back to God, there is no one who is loyal to yourself!

Every decision, every plan, even every move of his own was within the expectation of this dark-haired wizard; he seemed to be able to predict his next thoughts, and he could not escape his grasp no matter how struggling.

Even this last let go, actually ...

"Ha ha ha ... ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ... ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ... !!!!!!"

The dark-haired wizard clenched the handle of the gun and looked coldly at Gaspar who collapsed and laughed aloud in the pool of blood.

"You won ... Ha ha ha ha ha ha ... you won, Loren Turin!" Ignoring the tip of the gun on his forehead, Gaspar raised his mouth indifferently:

"Your Highness Connor is right ... you are the one who needs the most attention; I lost, I lost completely, and I lost completely!"

"But you must not think that this is the end ... after all, I have struggled to come here, and there is a very wonderful miracle waiting to be enjoyed with you!"

"The moment to witness the miracle is coming ... Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..."

"Miracle?" Loren's expression was a little playful.

"Yes, miracles ... sights that mortals can never see!" Gaspar's expression became more and more convulsive and crazier, and the Holy Blood Elixir was gradually devouring his remaining reason: "Oh, yes ... How is the little girl count? "

"What do you mean?"

"If I were you, I wouldn't let her out of my sight, such a beautiful girl, wouldn't it be a pity if she didn't get it before she died." Gaspar grinned: "Or ... It's a pity to die! "

The dark-haired wizard raised his eyebrows, clenching the instinct of his right hand holding the gun.

Is he bluffing ...?

The opponent has already played all the cards in his hand. Except for a certain "former bishop" hiding in the dark, there is no threat of his own defense.

"Can I ask a question?" The dark-haired wizard said coldly: "Why ... would you hook up with Fanes?"

In an instant, Governor Byrne looked startled, and there was a breath of fear in his trembling pupil.

"It turns out that ... you knew it already, you knew that ... that devil." Gaspar's body began to twitch violently, and the sneer in the corner of his mouth became more and more twisted:

"So, you should know where this is?"

Loren raised his eyebrows in silence.

"Bain Cathedral, the famous holy place of the Holy Cross, the base camp of the Bain Church ... In fact, it is just a huge prison, which is used to hold an enemy that makes the church fear, and those church knights and priests are this prison. Prison guard! "

Gaspar ’s expression became more and more mad and distorted: “They could n’t kill her or even defeat her completely, so they tried to fool her here, and then locked her in the bottomless In the prison, surrounded by numerous bricks and stones carved with 'silent' runes, then sit back and relax! "

"And hundreds of years before the doctrine of the Holy Cross spread to Byrne ~ www.readwn.com ~ we are dedicated to follow and follow her--the knights of All Byrne do n’t even know that, that The legendary "she" did not leave us from beginning to end, but was "closed" by ourselves, and all this was actually done by our ancestors! "

"It's ironic, this is the truth, this is our belief ... to attribute what we don't understand and fear to evil, and then lock them up, or lock ourselves up to pretend not to see them!"

The dark-haired wizard put down the dragon teeth in his hand and looked coldly at Gaspar in front of his eyes.

This Lord Governor Byrne has been completely mad. He even forgot that he was an imperial nobleman from West Sakland and regarded himself as a true Bayern man.

"Brunhilde, the goddess who once guarded the Knight Kingdom, will see the sun again tonight!" ...

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