Shaman from Afar

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On the long trembling Baishi long bridge, the "Fanesi" falling in the pool of blood was still twitching slightly.

The dark-haired wizard wheezing softly withdrew the bright silver in his hand and looked at the corpse alertly.

Farnesses he ... should it be dead?

Even if it is a vampire, beheading is absolutely mortal.

The entire Dragon King Tower, no ... It should be that the entire Niederhogg is disintegrating; according to the tomb-keeper, it will not take half a day for the Dragon King City to collapse completely, turning into countless fragments falling into the abyss of the glacial crack.

I still have enough time to leave here, first I have to join them with Isaac, and then I have to find a way to notify the Demon Mountain Fortress of the invasion of the monster. If everything is still too late, then ...

"Loren Turin ..."

An extremely weak, but cold, extreme voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

The dark-haired wizard just about to leave suddenly froze, trembling and turned his head, and his dark pupil was filled with disbelief.

The twitching "corpse" in the pool of blood actually grew a head out of the broken neck!

"Do you really think I will be unprepared and appear in front of you, a despicable blasphemy?" Farnesses, who was covered in blood, opened his eyes and his expression was distorted to the extreme.

As he said, he slowly raised his right arm, and the black ten-character text on his wrist poured out a "black line", which gradually covered the whole body of Fanesis along the arm, and penetrated into his eye socket from the face. The blood-red eyes were dyed black.

"Wait, wait ... this shouldn't, shouldn't it be ..."

Suddenly, Asreel's voice sounded in his mind. The surprise was that the teenager's voice didn't sound very good, as if he was shaking with fear:

"Serior," Black Cross "Séior ?! Loren, run!"

As the words fell, the black-haired wizard who had not hesitated for a moment turned around and ran towards the palace of the colonnade, and the black feather eagle with open wings followed behind him.

"boom----!!!!"

Accompanied by the vibrations coming from under his feet, Fanesis hysterical in the pool of blood laughed wildly.

The endless tremors shook the entire king city, the tower was overturned, the bricks collapsed, and the cracked lines continued to extend on the ground, tearing the ground underfoot into countless pieces separated by fragments.

"Run away, run away, put on your breastfeeding energy, and run away like a falling dog, this is what you should be ..."

Farnesis twitched like an electric shock, and the pool of blood under his feet began to boil, pouring into his body as if he had life, his head turned white, his mouth murmured, as if he was reading the Holy Cross Text:

"Loren Turin ... you, and those blasphemous sinners, none of you can run away with the final punishment!"

The staggering Farnesis staggered forward, leaving a bright red footprint on the pure white bricks.

"In the name of my Lord, in the name of the Holy Cross, in the name of all justice, light, order, justice and kindness in the world ..."

The murmur of violent snarling echoed around him, and Farnesses slowly raised his right hand, and the condensed black smoke flowed around him like substance.

"boom--!!!!"

In the roar, the Shiraishi Bridge fell into fragments into the abyss, the surrounding pavilions continued to collapse, and the ground at the foot began to split apart!

"Humble sinners, cry, cry ..."

"Then die !!!!"

………………………………

The dark colonnade palace kept cracking, and the dark-haired wizard who looked more and more ugly just ran desperately.

The pillars behind them collapsed one after another, and the palace in shock shook and fell; there was roar, gravel, smoke, cracks ... like a mottled abstract oil painting of the end.

"Serior, what the **** is that" Black Cross "Serel?" Loren gritted his teeth:

"What kind of evil god, or what kind of mutant monster ?!"

"How to compare ... It's really difficult to explain, in fact, I don't know much about this guy ..."

"Then it's easy and simple, just tell me its ability!" The dark-haired wizard shouted: "Because we really don't have time now!"

"Let's drag on, we will be buried alive by Niederhogger!"

"Dear Loren, I can only tell you that this guy is really scary ... Compared with Serel, the madman of Lemantes is as naughty and cute as a bear child, and Mezka even has a water dog. Not as good! "

Even now, Asriel ’s voice is still a little trembling: “I ’ve never really seen the power of Serel ... some are similar to the control of time but not quite the same ... more specific, like ... another Holy Cross! "

"Another Holy Cross ?!"

"Yes, another Holy Cross." The trembling boy paused and seemed to be desperately clenching his teeth: "Not only that, even the original Lymantes and those lunatics came down, planning to destroy the dragon kingdom's" backstage Blackhand '... "

Asrell paused suddenly, and the dignified Loren gritted his teeth.

Just ... that "black cross", Serel?

"It's really embarrassing like a falling dog ... Loren Turin."

A cold, dark voice suddenly reverberated in the palace of the pillars, and the trembling black wizard suddenly raised his head.

As if sneering in a low voice, the eyes of the rugged and twisted face were left with chaos and madness, wrapped in inexplicable black smoke from head to toe, and the expression of Fanessis with its head down was completely hidden in the darkness .

The "substantial" black mist of the void force is the usual attack and defense means of the evil gods-whether it is Asriel and Ariel, or Lemantes.

Without any hesitation, at the moment when the figure appeared, Loren, who was running straight, immediately waved a "Fire of Turin" in his left hand!

"boom--!!!!"

With the golden and red flames, successive explosions converge in an instant, leaving only the last destructive loud noise!

Succeeded? ! There was a trace of consternation flashing in the eyes of the dark-haired wizard; at the moment the fire burst, Loren, who pulled out the bright silver, waved the gray-blue sword's awn and rushed straight toward the center of the explosion.

Fire of Turin is his own high-level enchantment, which is even more instructive than the "transcendental perception" and other enchantments-as long as there is enough energy to control the power of the explosion and leave a "safe passage" It is not impossible.

Even if he became an apostle of the evil god, he would just beheaded one more time!

"Loren, be careful-!!!!!!"

The moment when Asrell's exclamation sounded, the biting murderous intention made the black-haired wizard suddenly stop his pace, squatting instinctively and stabbing the bright silver in his hand.

"clang--!!!!"

The excitement of the moment of collision made the dark-haired wizard cold.

The exploding smoke and fire dispersed, and Loren half-squatted widened his eyes-blocked by the bright silver, it was stabbed from the right hand of Farnesses and turned into a "mist" of black mist.

If it was just a little slower, or if it did n’t stop ...

"Very good, that's it ... this is what the embarrassed running dog should have!" Fanesses's face showed a gruesome grin, and the twitching corners of his mouth seemed to tremble:

"Why ... can't you do anything, don't you plan to run away?"

"You can escape, go to the end of the world, dig three feet to hide yourself from being discovered by me ..."

"But as long as I'm caught ..."

"I'll put you into a desperate hell, and I will ravage you and kill you-!!!"

The heart is beating fast ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Loren's expression is extremely ugly.

Evil God's power, immortality, completely unknown ability, and the Black Cross that even Asriel fears ...

By comparison, the fight with the apostles of the "skeletal wreckers" is so easy to know!

"puff--!"

The grinning Farnesses suddenly stopped, a loose Loren in his hand was stunned, and his eyes immediately looked at his chest.

It was a simple sword of a knight who was full of collapse.

With a trembling touch to the blade, the incredible Fanesses slowly turned back: "... Is it you?"

"It's me, Master Farnesses." The frost-ridden guard knight replied coldly, turning his gaze to the dark-haired wizard who was still half kneeling:

"Quick leave here, Your Excellency Loren Turin."

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