Wizard From Afar

It was an old man, an old man who looked dying and should have been dying on the hospital bed.

Tattered gray robe that leaks on all sides, messy to a few strands of miserable white hair, dim pupils, skin with folds and looseness like living dead, and age spots on his forehead, leaning on one of them. The rotten wooden staff prevented the body from coming down immediately.

At first glance, there are at least a hundred years old.

From head to toe, Loren couldn't feel the slightest threat from the opponent; on the contrary, it was a miracle that the almost dead body could still stand!

But on the other’s right hand’s wrist, there is a black skull rune......

It was definitely not painted or tattooed. Loren knows this better than anyone— —Because he himself has a similar "snake rune" left by a certain malicious teenager.

The mark from Evil God...

The black hair wizard who tightened his heartstrings narrowed his pupils into a slit, and the bright silver in his hand spewed out a gray blue flame.

I saw that the corners of the old man’s wrinkled mouth showed a slight curvature, and his dim eyes slowly looked at the three of them, opening the mouth and said with the sound of the vicissitudes of life coming like an abyss:

"I have no intention of offending, I will call it Faoda, using your names and words...

I am a great...the humble servant of the'Dead Man';

An Evil God apostle who is hated, hated, and feared by the world, represents the great "dead", to the three... living lives...

I extend my sincere greetings!"

The old man's speech speed is extremely slow, so smooth that every syllable and every character can be said clearly.

But in an instant, the terrified three even felt that the heartbeat seemed to pause for a while.

The gray-eyed boy is almost immediately stared wide-eyed, his delicate face is full of fear, and he stares at the old man’s face in shock:

"Fauda...that Faoda, the legendary'Apostle of Death'?!"

"Could it be that...the world's creatures gave the old man a second title?" The old man slowly spoke, his expression like a dream:

"Really...makes the old man frightened."

"You should be dead!"

Lu Sien, who could not control the fear in his heart, screamed directly, hurriedly Panting: "Just when the ninth monster invaded several decades ago, you were already beheaded by His Majesty Eckhart II's sword, right?!"

"Although I don't know the specific process , But it’s obviously not the case, right?" The calm black hair wizard slowly stepped forward, holding the gray pupil’s shoulders calmly, with the bright silver on his left hand hanging down in front of his feet:

" Otherwise, how can you stand in front of us and talk to our three... living beings?"

"Oh..." Faoda's voice is still cold with a sigh: " The sharp words seem to be a talkative little gentleman."

"You let me win, I really dare not be it." The black hair wizard showed a formulaic smile:

" I don’t know if your Excellency Faouda is so far away, what can I do for you? Please let me know."

"It's easy."

Just see this The old "Apostle of Death" spoke softly, his voice as cold as a cold wind:

"Tell me, where is Niederhogg’s entrance;

Then Please...forever...

Sleep here!"

Almost at the same time, dozens of slow-walking silhouettes appeared in front of the three of them-holding ice crystals The carrion demons with shields and lance lined up in an orderly formation, resounding like an ice crack on the top of Snow Mountain.

Be surrounded.

"Hey...Is this not right?"

Isaac hiding behind the two could not help opening the mouth and said, trembling in fear secretly glanced at each other: "Generally speaking, you don’t need to tell the villain the secret, and then you can live on the barbarabara while struggling on at death's door..." The sneered old man did not answer him. The carrion demons who stepped forward were slowly approaching.

Luxen, holding two swords, forced a calm look towards the surrounding monsters, while Loren's gaze never left the old man's body from start to finish.

He claims to be the apostle of the "Dead Man", if I remember correctly...

"Lemantes...that disgusting, mean, and extremely difficult guy. "A certain teenager's words suddenly echoed in the black hair wizard's mind, with indescribable disgust in his tone: "It's really didn't expect... this guy who should have died ten thousand times a long time ago , Can you actually be struggling on whilst at death's door till now?"

I immediately realized what Loren face doesn't change, but raised his mouth slightly: "Your'acquaintance'?"

"If knowing is considered an'acquaintance', then dear Loren is indeed like this-you know that there is no concept of time and space in the void, and any new'existence' will appear immediately I know, so we are very familiar with each other."

Even if you can’t see it, the black hair wizard can imagine Asriel’s current expression:

"But even in the most Among the disgusting group, Lemantes...oh, do you call this guy the "Deadman"? They are the most unreasonable, and the most disgusting existence!"

"The unreasonable aesthetics, the artificially awkward words, the weird thinking arcs...In contrast, most of the guys who are keen on killing and blood sacrifice are 10,000 times more innocent and cute than Lemantes! "

"But..." Just this pause, the black hair wizard can feel some helplessness in Asriel's tone:

"Lemantes, what you mean by ' The corpse' is indeed a very terrifying existence; dear Loren, I suggest you at least not be targeted by it for the best."

"Better than you and Mezca?" Loren eyebrows raised.

"Now you, even if Metzka has come completely, you have a chance to fight with the power of the'valve'; but Lemantes..." The young man sighed:

"It's very regrettable...that disgusting guy even impossible to give you the opportunity to commit suicide-toying, torment, torture, humiliation...before you whisper to him to end, it is absolutely impossible to stop."

Understand Now... With her lips tightly pressed, the black hair wizard's gaze gradually became serious.

"What should I do?" Lu Sien came up slightly and looked around calmly: "The invading Evil God apostle is here; kill it, and this monster invasion will be ended! "

Loren can hear that the heartstrings of the gray pupil have been tightened to the limit, and it is not realistic to want him to remain calm-this is also as it should be by rights, who is it? It is impossible to imagine that things will become like this.

"Before we kill it, we have to find a safe way to retreat from here." Observing the surroundings calmly, Loren opened the mouth and said softly:

"And I think an Evil God apostle should not be so easy to be killed."

The complexion pale Lucien is slightly nodded, his eyes are constantly sweeping over the approaching carrion monster. .

"You living beings, can the whispering be over?" Faoda, with a cold face, leaned on crutches, and took a step forward staggeringly:

"old man is waiting for your final answer-for the sake of the great corpse, I can let you choose the method of death."

"Please cherish it, because this is a lot of poor creatures A privilege that is beyond expectation!"

"There are a total of twenty-six carrion demons, and at least seven of them will directly block us at the moment of attack." Loren calmly opened the mouth and said, The dark pupils are shining with a strange luster:

"Although the chance is probably slim, I can give you a chance."

"Success is of course the best; but if you fail …We have to prepare to retreat."

The gray pupil was nodded, and his rapid breathing made him flush.

Isaac, who was always hiding behind, was thinking about something. His eyes kept moving back and forth between the old man and the tombstone beside him, as if he was making some very important decision.

"Let an old man wait for a long time, is it a custom that the southern empire has only recently?" Faouda stepped forward slowly, his breathless appearance, but it was extremely stressful:

"It may be fine if it is an old man, but the great'dead man' can't wait any longer-creatures, you have already made a decision..."

"old man will let the carrion Demon General you all split up and in pieces!"

At the moment of speaking, the palm of Loren's left hand suddenly crushed the red rune!

"Torino Fire"——!