Below, Elden Juggernaut

Greg's shriveled lips moved, and he spit out a few words: "You... are very strong."

"No, I'm just calmer than you and better at taking advantage of the situation." Dunn didn't mean to brag about each other, he respected every opponent.

This demigod dismissed it, but his obsession was admirable. After a moment of silence, he spoke again:

"I want to ask you something."

"Is that witch?" Greg obviously knew what was going on, and squeezed out a ferocious smile: "She escaped from my grasp and jumped into the sea. Why, does she have more murderous intentions towards me?"

Jumping into the sea, I hope the teacher still remembers the water entry posture I taught.

On the contrary, Tang En breathed a sigh of relief. With Su Lian's abilities, as long as he was not surrounded by multiple demigods, he would be able to escape safely. Perhaps when he heard the news of Greg's death, he would guess who did it.

"No, you can't even stop her, let alone the shallow water." Tang En raised his sword and said in a low voice, "Please accept this thank you gift."

Almost at the same time that Tang En raised the knife, Gregor managed to stand up. He reached out and grabbed Tang En's head, but the sword had already penetrated the neck ahead of time.

He flew up and was pushed back until his back cracked the tree trunk with a 'bang' sound. Tang En finally took a look at the half-god's eyes that were gradually dimming. Without saying anything, he twisted the long knife Swipe aside.

puff!

The blood rushed to the sky like a fountain, and fell together with the raindrops, drenching Tang En's whole body. He took a half step back, saw the palm that had been placed in front of his face hang down feebly, and looked at Grek's huge body leaning against the tree Sit down, hang your head, and be silent again.

Greg died. Facts have proved that the death of a demigod is no different from that of a human being. It is far less shocking than in the epic. It's just that the huge body is shrinking rapidly, like a deflated ball, from three meters to the size of an ordinary person.

Tang En raised his head, feeling a huge force entering his body. Unlike usual, he suddenly swallowed a prey like a poisonous snake, as if a solid piece fell into his 'stomach', choking him into panic.

So sacred, so powerful, and there is only one answer——

"Is this the power of the Great Rune?"

This is the fragment of the Supreme Dharma Ring, the Great Rune that only the demigods have, and it is also Tang En's first great trophy.

But he was not so excited that he went crazy, but he was relieved.

This power was plundered by myself. Although he was choking and panicking, he didn't have the tendency of indigestion, and he didn't explode himself in an instant devouring. Instead, he seemed to be digesting slowly.

The best result, Tang En never expected to become a big fat man with one bite, as long as he 'digests', one day, he will completely become his own strength.

So the question is, since it is plundering, is it possible to recast these fragments into the magic ring? If someone kills me, will the big rune still fall out?

Tang En didn't know, nor did he think about what would happen if he died. His alienated dragon's power was originally a system independent of the boundary, because in essence——

"I'm not a fader."

He had no time to worry about what would happen, he only heard Melina approaching quickly.

"Greek died just like that?"

A mutilated corpse of a demigod fell under the tree trunk. It was as thin as a stick, with half of its head drooping, looking distorted and weak.

"Otherwise, will you still be able to cheat the corpse?" Tang En glanced at the girl lightly, took the ring from the corpse's hand, took the golden battle ax in the mud, and muttered: "Although he is not a hero, he is also a hero." It is also a blessing that my own stubbornness died in my hands."

Melina took a breath, the reality was like this, whether she believed it or not.

The dignified demigod died in this dirty valley without much attention, but looking back on Tang En's entire plan, it is not an epic.

This is an extremely shrewd hunter who plotted Gregor to death step by step.

"Where's his big rune?" Melina reacted and said hastily: "You still have to find a way to go to the God's Tower, where you can activate the power of the big rune."

The Divine Tower has two fingers corresponding to a demigod, but He has no mercy or revenge.

In the junction, the loser is just a sacrifice, and he will give his power to the faded without reservation, and the epic will sweep through the junction like a storm.

"There's no need to trouble yourself, that big rune—" Tang En pointed to his stomach, and smiled at the girl: "Here."

What do you mean?

Melina was stunned for a while, then her eyes widened inch by inch.

She recalled the conversation between Dunn and Greg just now. The two had obviously known each other for a long time, which was impossible for faders.

The initial batch of faded people were driven out of the border when Greg was not born, and when Greg stepped on the stage, the faded people had not returned, unless they were convicted and deprived of their blessings.

No, no matter who it is, if you want to get the power of the Great Rune, you must go to the Tower of God's Grant, so it's impossible——

"What the hell are you?"

Why does it sound like a curse?

"You don't have to worry about who I am, anyway, it's not the epileptic believers who want to return the borderland to chaos."

"You even know epilepsy?" Melina was a little confused, feeling like a clown.

No matter what Twain was, being able to bypass the Divine Grant Tower and swallow the Great Rune proved that his personality must be higher than that of a demigod, and maybe it was an ancient existence.

There are many existences at the same level as the Golden Tree in the border area, but they are all a group of losers. Fortunately, Tang En saved him from explaining.

"I know a lot of things, such as your missing memories." Tang En said mysteriously, seeing the girl's eyes light up, but changed the topic, "Melina, do you have the responsibility to protect the Golden Law? "

"Uh, I..." Melina was at a loss for words for a moment, she didn't even know her mission, and she was still in the stage of going to the golden tree.

"It doesn't seem to be there, but it doesn't matter if you have it. I will give you three moves at that time." Tang En smiled heartily. He could reach Rodel. With that power, it doesn't matter if Melina has thirty moves. Spanking on the ground.

At this time, Torette ran over slowly, not at all scared because Tang En swallowed the big rune, but instead cupped his hand with her head, as if asking for praise.

"Thanks to you." Tang En gently stroked the horse's head, resisted the dizziness, stepped on the horse's back, and stretched out his hand to the dazed Melina below.

"I have a lot of secrets in me. Whether the transaction will continue or not depends on your attitude. If you are afraid of being shaken after the memory is retrieved, let's leave it alone."

Melina raised her head, opened her mouth, and really wanted to ask if she could return Torette to herself if the deal was terminated.

But this sentence was never uttered, but the phrase 'I know what your missing memory' kept lingering in my mind.

After a while, she finally took the extended hand.

"A wise choice." Tang En laughed loudly, dragged Melina onto the horse, raised his head, and looked around.

There is a mess everywhere, a dead body, the torrential rain is gradually receding, and the morning sun is shining down from the clouds, and it is unknown when the sky will clear up.

He took a last look at the corpse under the tree. Greg's gray hair was swaying in the morning wind, and looking back at Ban Yue's plan, a night of bloody battle, made people full of pride.

"Let's go, Torete!"

The spirit horse let out a cheerful neigh, and the fine hoofbeats gradually faded away, leaving Gregor and thousands of horses behind.

The snipe and the clam compete for the fisherman's profit. From the fader to the two-finger, they racked their brains to plan and pursue at all costs in vain.

What Sir Baizhi, what fader heroes, not all in my hands.

Scared birds flew up in the distance, and several vague shadows were running wildly, but Tang En turned his head and cupped his hands in the direction of the rising sun.

Do not send!

/ / / /

Chapter 180 Nine Iron Tree Blossoms?

A group of faded men were running sweating. They managed to defeat Grek's army, and they lost Grek's figure as soon as they rushed out of the barracks. They stomped their feet in anger, but saw a huge battle flash in the distance.

The sound was so loud on a rainy night that it might not be heard within ten miles. I thought that Sir Baizhi had arranged for the back-hand faders to have just become happy when they heard the latter's terrified roar.

"Hurry up, someone is plotting against us."

The people in the round table hall had no time to rest or say hello to Vic and the others, so they chased after them frantically, leaving only the faded Nimgfu who had successfully broken through the siege with a confused look on their faces.

Gideon, who has always been calm and elegant, ran wildly in the forest, his gloomy face seemed to be able to wring out water. With his IQ, he fully understood that there was an invisible hand manipulating behind all the coincidences.

'Who has the guts to plot against the Round Table and Greck together, and how did he know we would come? '

This faded hero known as Baizhi was also confused, but stopped suddenly while running, raised his head and looked towards the opposite mountain forest.

"What's the matter, sir?" Bagram ran over and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Someone is watching us."

"Where is it?" A group of faded people looked around, but they didn't see a single figure at all.

"I don't know, maybe it's an illusion, why do I still feel a sense of sarcasm." Gideon shook his head, and before he had time to think about it, he waved his hand quickly, "Go ahead, the battlefield is ahead."

A group of people continued to move forward, and it didn't take long to see the stumps that had been cut down all over the ground, and Gideon couldn't help but thumped in his heart.

Oops, it's late.

He even rushed in front of the Assassins of the Round Table, stepped on a cut stream, and froze in place.

Just after the heavy rain, and after being exposed to the sun, the ground is still lingering with thin water vapor, and not far away, a short corpse is leaning on the tree stump, and the few jointed limbs hanging beside it are none other than Greco.

Bagram also came to the side, and when he saw this scene, the fiery fader roared: "Grek is dead?!"

"What, Greg is dead??"

More faders gathered around, and after seeing the corpse, they were all stunned. This reality was hard for them to accept.

From Rodel to Ningmgfu, how many risks have been taken, how many plans have been planned, and finally reached the last step, the most critical target has died, isn't it a waste of work?

A group of people looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling that they looked like clowns. After working so hard, they came here to collect the corpse?

"Who did it? Why did you rush ahead of us?" Sleeping Arrow quickly walked to the front.

"I don't know, but we were all tricked. From the beginning, there was one person who was manipulating everything behind the scenes." Gideon reacted, and sighed quietly: "The nobles of Ningmgfu, the faders are all used by him, Bagram, go check the battle marks, is there only one person?"

The white wolf war ghost nodded and left. It was very simple to check the traces of the battle. The remnants of the fight between the two could be determined. No matter how many skills Tang En used, the bombardment area would never change.

Not long after, he came back.

"It is indeed a person."

Gideon took a deep breath, as if trying to suppress the bulging veins on his forehead, and the result was even more depressing.

"Since someone can kill Gregor solo, who is it..."

Gideon interrupted coldly: "No! He can't kill, or he can't kill Greg in full condition, and we are just knives in his hand."

Murder with a knife!

There was a sound of breathing in the surroundings, and after hearing this analysis, a group of faded heroes were only angry and depressed.

That's right, without the help of the faders, how could Greick's subordinates be so exhausted, and how could he have escaped alone without the night attack from the round table hall.

Terrible, this invisible IQ suppression is more terrifying than the tangible sword.

"Since the faded Nimgoff guarded Hyde Fortress, everything has come under his control. Hehe, that fortress is not only a bait for Gregor, but even I was included in it." Gideon suddenly laughed , the laughter was a little bewildered.

"I wanted to get Big Rune so much, but I didn't expect someone to plot secretly. I'm afraid he was the one who killed Oleg's 'Bloodfinger', and pushed me into the abyss."

"I'll go find Vic right away!" Bagram couldn't bear it anymore. So many faded heroes were treated like monkeys, and he couldn't swallow his breath no matter what.

"It's useless. How can an opponent of this level not hide his identity? Ishutubon and Vic can't answer anything, but it's good to ask, at least I will be prepared next time."

Sir Baizhi suddenly felt a little tired. The plan he had worked out with all his brains turned out to be like this, and the faded people were also a little downcast, and their self-esteem was even more severely hit.

But before they could review why they failed, the assassins on guard outside had already let out a low growl.

"Who!?"

Gideon raised his head, with ecstasy on his face, thinking that this person must be getting carried away and wants to catch us all?

But when a group of people turned their heads and saw a huge shadow coming out of the woods, the drawn swords froze again.

It was a straight knight, wearing a dark red tree-shaped armor and holding a large oval horned shield. He walked very slowly, but his momentum was like a mountain pressing down on him, making the air freeze.

Sir Baizhi's pupils contracted, and then he stretched out his hand to block the crowd who wanted to attack, touched his chest with his right hand, and saluted gracefully.

"Gui'an, Lord Furnace Knight."

.......

Torrette was galloping on the muddy road. With this spirit horse, few people in the junction could catch up to them when traveling a long distance, at least not even the faded people who were stepping on the mud.

After being absolutely safe, Dunn fell into a deep sleep on the horse, with his whole body leaning against Melina's chest, and there was a soft snoring sound.

He is really tired. After drinking too much Holy Grail Dewdrops, this magical medicine will not have much effect in a short time. Otherwise, if a faded person brings a hundred bottles of Dewdrops COS Blood Bull, wouldn't the junction be destroyed? He smoothed it out.

There was no need to control the spirit horse, and it quickly walked through the dense forest, while the girl held the rein and stared at the man in front of her chest speechlessly.

She wanted to throw this guy away, but she couldn't.

Using one's own strength to kill Grek, pacify Ningmgfu, and even play with a group of heroes of the round table in the palm of one's hand, such great achievements are enough for bards to brag about for countless years.

Of course, Melina didn't think she was attracted by this kind of hero, the most important thing was that he knew many things.

She couldn't tell which of Tang En's words was true and which was false, but she had to admit one thing:

This man will bring infinite variables to the junction.

'Even the big rune can be swallowed alive, what kind of monster is this? Could it be something more terrifying than epilepsy?But he doesn't look like an evil person, so it should be fine. '