Warhammer Wizard

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A carriage was running on the streets of Silver Sector, and Wilt sat in the car, closing his eyes to rest.

Under the seemingly calm expression, his mood is actually not good.

Since fighting the blasphemer 2 months ago, he has been looking for this target with the mark of strife. As long as you kill this blasphemer, seize the mark of strife, and hold another sacrifice ceremony, you will surely get God's response and blessings.

Rosie has always been very generous to his followers.

The blessing of this god is to transform the sacrifice into Soul Power, part of it for his own use and part of it to the believer, which can directly enhance the believer's strength.

Therefore, people will take great risks to believe in Him, and are keen to hold a sacrifice ceremony.

Wilt has been a Level 4 Demon Sword for a few years, and he can only be upgraded to Level 5 with just one step. If he can get the blessing of God and give credit for taking the Mark of Dissension, he will be able to raise at least one level.

He has prepared Demon Soul, only to be upgraded after the fusion, maybe he can directly reach level 6!

10000 Everything is ready, except for the blasphemer.

However, Wilt has searched for almost 2 months and has not found any trace of the other party.

He almost asked for a trip to the Demon Soul market every day, and even tracked down the place where the other party had lived, in the apartment on Corsham Street, but still found nothing.

"Damn it, I should have killed him that night."

Wilt regretted it, but he was helpless.

The blasphemer was very cautious. He was blindfolded the day he killed Hogan. It was dark and he didn't even know what the opponent looked like.

He only knows that the blasphemer should be a youngster, a tall Iron Guard, possessing a transcendent element, Iron Body, and strong.

But these characteristics are too vague, no one can be found.

Wilt didn't want to report the blasphemer to Shadow Blade, so as not to be taken away by others the opportunity to please God, so he could only look for it slowly. Because of the frequent visits and dissatisfaction, he can only find excuses to get past.

"Looking for another half month, if you still don't find it, you can only give up."

Wilt thought of the organization's plan. Although there were some twists and turns before, it has now entered the final stage, and soon, he can no longer come out at will.

He was very unwilling.

"en?"

Wilt suddenly eyes opened, sat up straight in the carriage, hesitated for a moment, and was overjoyed.

A clear sense emerged in his mind.

"The Mark of Dispute!"

Wilt suppressed the excitement in his heart and looked towards the outside of the glass window, quietly looking for the silhouette of the blasphemer.

The carriage was running on the road at a low speed. He sensed that the Mark of Dispute was not far away, just a bit ahead of the right side of the carriage.

Wilt looked around from the corner of his eye and found that it was a Bicycle.

Bicycle was in the front, gradually being overtaken and overtaken by the carriage, and saw what the cyclist looked like.

This is a young man about 20 years old, with a strong body, an extremely good appearance, strong features, and a calm gaze. Anyone who sees him will be impressed.

Wilt immediately remembered what Hogan had said, that the Blasphemer is a very handsome youngster, and it is hard to forget just by looking at it.

This person exactly matches Hogan's description.

Wilt was sneered in his heart, and Hogan was right. The blasphemer's appearance was indeed outstanding.

"Finally I find you."

Secretly observing the way the other party was riding a bicycle, Wilt felt a little inexplicable emotion in his heart, both excited and upset, and wanted to kill him immediately.

The carriage quickly surpassed the Bicycle and opened the distance.

Wilt did not rush to get out of the car, and stopped the carriage until the next intersection, and then went down.

He walked to a newsstand at random, with his back facing the street, pretending to buy a newspaper.

Half a minute later, the blasphemer passed behind him on the Bicycle, completely unaware of the abnormality. Wilt watched Bicycle disappear into view, throwing away the newspaper to catch up.

The wind strength of Element flows throughout the body.

Wilt seemed to be walking normally, and each step stepped out of several meters, like a breeze blowing by the pedestrians. Many people flashed before their eyes and their silhouette disappeared, thinking they had hallucinations.

He chased and stopped, stopping from time to time to borrow the bunker to block the vision of the blasphemer, perfectly displaying the characteristics of the Demon Sword of the wind, extremely fast, light as the wind, but did not attract people's attention on the street.

Sometimes, Bicycle will pass through empty streets.

Wilt not at all followed blindly, but listened to the sound of the wind. With superb tracking skills, he didn't get lost along the way.

Bicycle left the Silver Sector, rode across the bridge, and crossed the Freigren River.

Then continue to move forward, passing through the Los Angeles area along the street, and finally into the Lynn area where the poor gather.

The streets of the slum area are densely populated and the environment is complex and chaotic, which makes Wilt more conducive to tracking.

"I was hiding in the slum area. No wonder I couldn't find it."

Wilt hated in his heart that if it wasn't for his good luck today, and met on the road, it might be a waste of time to find a few more years.

After a while, he watched from afar and rode into a hotel.

"Basil Inn."

Wilt did not rush in. He hid in a corner outside the hotel. After observing for a while, he found that the business of this hotel was quite good. Transcender often came in and out. Even on the street, he could hear the noise from the hotel. , There are a lot of people playing cards.

This is a normal hotel.

After the blasphemer entered, he never came out.

"This may just be his temporary residence. If you don't do it in time, it may be difficult to find next time."

Wilt hesitated, and decided to go in and investigate.

He didn't worry that he would be recognized. When he fought that night, he also covered his face, and even his voice was specially disguised.

Entering the hotel, a burst of noise and wine assaults the senses.

Wilt frowned, his eyes swept across a dozen tables in the entire hall, not at all, and found the blasphemer, not knowing where he was.

He sat down at an empty table and ordered a few dishes and wine.

The cries of the poker players came one after another, mixed with the laughter of the call girls, and occasionally someone lost anxiously and squabbled, but they were all driven out by the red dwarf Boss.

This scene is nothing like countless hotels in the world.

The place where Transcenders gather is nothing more than 3 things, playing cards, women and wine; playing cards can’t afford to lose, rivaling for love for women, drinking and drinking, they will eventually develop into fights.

Wilt eats and drinks while looking for the silhouette of the blasphemer.

Mr. Hayate Demon Sword is very sensitive to wind and sound, but the hotel is too noisy, which affects his hearing, and he can't hear anything useful at all.

He also didn't question the waiter so as not to reveal his purpose.

Wilt was very patient. Halfway through the meal, the blasphemer appeared again, and the waiter ordered a dinner and sent it to the back courtyard.

"patio?"

Wilt grasped the key information.

After he finished his meal, he continued to sit for half an hour and waited until dark before he got up and left.

Coming out of the hotel, Wilt walked around to the back of the hotel from a distance, covered his face, and leaped over the fence, like a leaf, falling silently in a courtyard.

He stood in the corner into the shadows, and listened for a few minutes.

In the room on the courtyard side, there was a slight breathing sound with a slow and strong rhythm. It should be a sleeping Transcender.

"Asleep so early?"

Wilt was a little confused, moved gently to the window of the room, and glanced in through the gap.

A white-haired man with his upper body was lying on the bed with scars all over his body. He was sleeping soundly with two cross swords on the head of the bed, without noticing anyone approaching.

In the man’s arms, he put his arms around a beautiful woman, showing white shoulders, black curly hair covering most of his face, lying on the man’s chest, only half of his face can be seen, but with infinite beauty. The curves under the thin blanket are undulating, which is reverie.

From the ruffled beds, it can be seen that these two people have obviously just experienced a big battle.

"Fiend hunter, not a blasphemer."

Because it was just a glimpse through the window and couldn't see clearly, Wilt couldn't judge the strength of this Fiend hunter, but this is a hotel in the slum area, which should not be an expert.

Wilt was about to leave the window when, somehow, the profile of the woman in the room appeared in his mind.

"Where did this woman seem to have been seen before."

"And I didn't hear her breathing just now, which is really strange."

He hesitated, standing there for a long time without remembering, and unable to bear looked inside again.

At this time, Wilt focused his attention on the woman and found that there was a small beauty mole on the corner of her left mouth, only half the size of a grain of rice, not conspicuous.

"Beauty mole..."

At this moment, the woman moved slightly, and the black curls covering her face spread out a little, revealing more features.

Wilt finally saw her look, his eyes widened immediately.

He stood outside the window, dumbstruck, not daring to move his body, but the cold sweat on his forehead ran out like water, shaking uncontrollably, and no longer had the courage to look into the room.

At this moment, Wilt has only a single thought, run away immediately!

He held his breath and tiptoed back, not even daring to step on the ground, for fear of awakening two people in the room.

"Where are you going?"

A sound rang abruptly, almost frightening Wilt the soul flew away and scattered.

He turned his head and saw a tall silhouette standing at the gate of the courtyard. It was the blasphemer who had been tracking for a long time, looking at himself with a faint smile on his face.

If Wilt saw the blasphemer appear ten seconds ago, he would have been very happy, but now he just wants to stay away from this place, not staying for a second.

"He brought me here on purpose!"

Wilt's thoughts turned sharply, thinking of many things at once, and suddenly looked pale.

He didn't want to do it at all, the wind strength of Element stirred his whole body, like a black shadow in the wind, jumping towards the courtyard wall, trying to escape.

"Want to escape?"

As soon as he jumped into the air, the Blasphemer seemed to have expected it, and a violent charge came.

Wilt's face changed drastically. He was extremely sensitive to the flow of wind. The blasphemer's charge had terrifying power, just like a steam train. If he was hit, he would don't die also seriously injured.

"His strength has become stronger!"

"You must get out of the way!"

Wilt stepped on his right foot in the air, and a whirlwind appeared on the sole of his foot, as if he had stepped on an invisible object. With the help of his force, he reversed the direction and adjusted his posture. At the same time, he quickly withdrew the single-edged sword from his waist.

The azure light flashed on the slightly curved blade, and the "Flash Sword" was launched.

The sharp and unmatched sword glow tore through the air, even with a sword, and slashed towards the enemy in the charge.

Unexpectedly, the blasphemer didn't seem to have the idea of ​​avoiding the attack at all, or it was in the charge, unable to change direction, letting the sword slash on the body.

Wilt knows that the opponent has Iron Body elements and defensive power is extremely powerful.

However, this cut has gathered all of his strength, even the Iron Body is enough to cut a deep wound, and hit the opponent with a single sword.

in an instant, the distance is closer.

The blade of the sword hit the blasphemer without any difference, from top to bottom, from the forehead to the center of the eyebrows, to the chin and chest, the wind strength of Element on the sword burst out in an instant.

If it is someone else, Wilt is confident to cut the opponent in half.

However, he only saw a fire star splashing out!

It seemed that what the sword was cutting was not a human head, but an extremely hard steel ingot. The huge counter-shock force from the sword made his hands numb, and it was almost impossible to hold the sword.

"It's over..."

Wilt turned pale with fright, before his thoughts fell, he was hit head-on.

boom!

He felt like he had hit a high-speed moving iron wall, and the terrifying force crushed his whole body. The whole person flew out and fell back into the courtyard, hitting heavily under the window of that room.

The whole body hurts everywhere, and I don’t know how many bones are broken within the body.

However, Wilt ignored the injury, and stood up, looking back towards the room behind him, his eyes full of panic.

There was a few noises in the room, and someone seemed to wake up.

Before he could react, there was another violent sky-splitting sound in the courtyard, and he turned his head quickly and saw the blasphemer charging forward again.

In a blink of an eye, the tall body rushed forward.

took a deep breath to suppress the injury, Wilt's footsteps staggered, and at the moment he was about to be hit, he cast a Storm Step, the silhouette merged into the wind, and went around behind the enemy.

If it is a normal fight, this is the best time to attack from behind.

However, Wilt had no intention of fighting and just wanted to escape.

The Storm Step kept flashing, and each step was erratic. After changing directions several times in a row, it moved away from the enemy.

The blasphemer in the charge suddenly stopped forcibly, the gray belt on his waist lit up the rune, and there was a thunder on the ground. A burst of light purple magical energy centered on the blasphemer, engulfed in a large amount of air and exploded, and the entire courtyard was There was a shock.

Huh!

The shock wave of the energy burst fast as lightning, immediately blasting Wilt out of the Storm Step and falling to the ground.

"Arcane Explosion Technique!"

Wilt recognized this spell, just wondering, isn't this blasphemer not Iron Guard, why can he use magic equipment?

He was stunned by the shock of spell for a few seconds, and his injuries became more serious. When he got up again, he found that the blasphemer did not take the opportunity to attack him, but stood in the courtyard and watched.

"what happened?"

Wilt was confused in his mind and jumped on the wall desperately.

Suddenly, a silver sword light lit up in front of him, and the sleeping hunter Fiend didn't know when he was standing here.

He subconsciously raised his sword to meet the enemy, but found that he was hunting Fiend faster than himself, and his sword technique was superb. A sword pierced his heart.

Wilt fell down and lay on the ground looking at Fiend Hunter at a high place. His eyes were horrified, and his bloody mouth weakly cried out: "Legendary..."

Before he finished speaking, he swallowed his last breath.