"Oh!" Li'er moaned loudly shouted, her whole body twitched, her waist twisted, and her right foot flew, completing a beautiful 360-degree volley back-spin kick.$().(w)(x).().()

With a muffled bang, the old man with red armor was hit on his abdomen. The red armor, whose defense was supposed to be amazing, made a fragile twisting sound. It seemed that the texture of the armor became much softer out of thin air when the two sides collided. I don’t know what was going on.

The old man with red armor groaned and flew back more than five meters before he stood back. His face kept twitching, and he was obviously extremely angry.

"Come on, fight mage vs. fight mage, men vs. men, let's continue this exciting battle, haha!" Li'er's cute laughter made the old man's face so purple that he shivered.

The old man had already planned to use the power of the great priest regardless of the sacred official, but when he heard Li'er's mock death sentence "The battle mage vs. the battle mage, the man vs. the man vs. the man vs. the man" he held back his anger and became ruthless in his heart: I don't believe it anymore, how could a mere boy be stronger than me?

What traitors lack the most is a sense of identity.

Nington's two brothers, their almost pathological hatred of Sendlow and the combat mage, and their extreme humiliation after finding the Learmons family, are actually manifestations of their inner fragility and lack of identity.

Because I am not recognized, I betrayed and hated.

The old man in Red Armor could have ended the battle long ago, but he was reluctant to openly use the power of the priest. Both sides used the battle mage against the combat mage, the virtual god against the virtual god, and the other party was seriously injured. If this could not be defeated, the last fragile defense line in the heart of the old man in Red Armor might collapse.

Compared to this, Li'er's cute death feels so good now!

"So... is this the feeling of becoming a savior?" He took the time to glance at the people of the Learmons family, feeling the excitement, ecstasy, shock, admiration, gratitude, curiosity, and worshipful eyes focused on himself. His whole body was almost floating.

Li'er Menghe clearly saw a pure-looking little loli staring at her with tears in her eyes.

There is also a mature beauty who is not very stunning but has an extremely attractive figure, and she also looked at it with the drunken look.

"Oh, don't look at me like this, my little heart can't stand it!" Li'er Mengye exclaimed in her heart.

He tried hard to control his facial expressions, keeping his majestic and serious, and took a step forward, pointing at the old man in red armor and said, "Come on, let's continue. Although your strength is good, you are no match for me after all. Well. Actually, you have done a good job."

Look, the lines of the swaying style, shouldn’t such lines belong to the protagonist? They actually fell on me!

Li'er could hardly help but grin when she was so cute that she could hardly help but grin.

The old man in red armor pinched the joints of his fist and said in a low voice: "I think you have forgotten to die, I want to take you-"

A thick palm pressed the shoulder of the old man in red armor and blocked his words back. The old man in black armor, who had been watching coldly, finally took action.

"Okay, let's stop at the game. Don't forget the mission sent by Lord Zuo Xin." The old man in black armor said calmly.

"But……"

"Nothing but." The old man with black armor glanced at his brother and turned cold. "Can't you still see it? That kid's strength is average. He can fight you until now, and he relies entirely on his equipment and armor."

Li Ermeng's heart was terrified. But her face was full of indifferent smiles. She lazily said, "Old man, seeing you are so arrogant, I have tried two moves when I have sex. We fight mages against combat mages. Men against men, Void God against Void God, fair and just. Let's have a wonderful competition."

The old man in black armor ignored him and condensed a golden ancient battle gun with his hands. He held the gun in one hand and clamped the gun under his armpit.

The old man shook his gun gently, as if he had only made a simple move to move forward. The next moment, Li'er Meng was shocked to find that the golden gun tip had reached her!

Swish! The sound of breaking through the air came out later, and the concepts of time and sequence became confused at this moment.

The tip of the gun was trembling, and it was divided into three. The three gun shadows each danced into gun flowers, falling lightly towards Li'er's chest, arms, and face.

"What a quick gun technique!" Li'er Mengshen screamed, and raised her fist to her without fear.

But something strange happened at this moment—

The three gun flowers were originally in no particular order, but suddenly changed their speed when Li Ermeng hit the punch and counterattack. To be more precise, the speed of the gun flowers did not change, but the time flow rate nearby changed. The time flow rate around one gun flowers accelerated, the other slowed down, and the third became fast and slow, which was completely unpredictable.

This immediately disrupted Li'er's counterattack rhythm, timing, and destination.

Bobo! Three light sounds in succession, Li'er Menghe watched the three gun flowers miraculously pass through their fists and land on their shoulders, lower abdomen, and thighs respectively.

He snorted miserably, and the purple armor on his body shattered a large piece, spewing out a large mouthful of blood on the spot and threw it backwards.

"Time Gun Technique. Three Fancy Styles."

The old man in black armor looked at Li Er Meng's blood gushing indifferently, and continued to advance with great strides.

The unique "Time Gun Technique" of the Master Time is unfolded. The gun style is actually not surprising, but every time the time flows around the gun tip will become extremely chaotic and change repeatedly, making people completely unpredictable.

"You... are not the ability of a combat mage." Li'er mottled gritted her teeth and swallowed the blood that surged up, smiling with contempt and mocking.

"It seems that you already know our identity." The old man in black armor looked at Li'er's cute expression and was not moved at all. Instead, he stepped up his attack speed. "Since you know our identity, you can't forgive you even more."

"Time Gun Technique, varied style!"

More than 10,000 golden gun flowers bloomed, and then surrounded the pears and fell one after another.

Li'er Meng's death had not recovered from the previous collision, and her whole body was soft and completely uncontrollable. He sighed and watched the golden flowers fall down on him as he accepted his fate.

"It turns out that savior is not that easy to be..."

"The question is, what did that kid Durand do? I was killed just like that without even knowing the situation. Why do I feel a little unwilling to accept it?"

The expected severe pain and death did not come. When Li'er Meng's death came back to her senses from her random thoughts before her death, she was shocked to find that she had raised her hand at some point, holding the tip of a battle gun in her hand.

Looking down the gun, the old man with the black armored man holding the gun was also stunned, as if he didn't understand why his decisive trick was easily resolved by the other party.

The purple armor on Li'er Mengshi's body quietly changed its shape, becoming more complex and thicker, wrapping Li'er Mengshi's body firmly inside.

It makes people unable to tell whether it is "people wear equipment" or "equipment wraps people"!

"Ministry of Judgment, armed puppet."

Durand, who was invisible in the crowd, smiled a little.

The purple equipment on Li'er Mengshi's body before was just a "armed gift", the main body is still a human, and the equipment is just an auxiliary.

But at this time, the "armed puppet" is different.

This is the trick created by Durand after he merged the power of the Divine Fire. The armed forces will no longer be auxiliary, but will become the dominant and drive the human body in the equipment.

It’s no longer about using equipment for people, but about using people for equipment!

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang... The dense collision sounds sounded, and Li'er Menghe and the old man in black armor fought fiercely again, mixed with the shocking screams of the two people.

Black-armored Old Man: "What move is this? Hell, are you a combat mage? How could a human body structure make such an exaggerated attack?"

Li'er Menghe was also shouting: "I...I don't know what's going on! Oh, don't be so stubborn, your waist is broken... Ah, can you stop using such an ugly attack, don't let me take the initiative to go through your opponent's crotch!"

The old man in red armor was stunned and asked loudly: "Brother, do you want me to help?"

None of them noticed that almost all the people of the Learmons family had withdrawn to the family base.

Under the influence of the illusion, in the eyes of the two pseudo-priests, the Learmons people were still gathered outside the base, each with nervous and panic.

In Li'er Meng's eyes, the tribesmen's expressions admired and admired each other.

"It should be almost the same." Durand glanced at the tribesmen around who had almost been removed, and also arranged for tribesmen to return to the base, busy Kasa.

A wounded man was carried over from Durand. Durand suddenly felt that he was being held back. When he looked down, he realized that the injured man had grabbed him.

This man has a hard face and a pair of sharp eyes like an eagle. He is Caesar's grandfather, the leader of the hawks in the family, and the first person to stand up to challenge the old man in red armor.

Durand remembered that before he was in another world, this demigod ancestor who lived the longest in his family, and had met him several times.

"Durand." The old man moved his lips.

Durand was stunned and nodded slightly, "Did you recognize me?"

The old man seemed to smile, stuffed a small thing into Durand's hand, then smiled relieved and fainted again.

All this happened in a very short time, and the two medical team members who were responsible for carrying the elderly back to the base were not even noticed.

Durand looked around and saw a small storage ring in his palm. Durand inserted his mind into the space in the ring, and his whole body shook violently!

"Ancestor...slate?"

The storage space in the ring is not large, and it is very empty, with only half a stone slab lying quietly in it. This is the stone slab left by Learmons, which is what Ice Condensation, Double Heaven, and Rochester want, and it is also one of the important goals of Durand's visit to the mysterious plane.

"But why is it only half a piece?" Durand frowned. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!