The first thousand three hundred and seventy-ninth chapters end of the betrayal
"Ramy, kill him."
Dalman knows the importance of talent in the world today.
But Warnerson's attitude was obviously impossible to use for him, so the former congressman issued an order to let the great demon kill the other party.
Warnerson on the opposite side almost accepted his end.
Although he could protect himself in the melee in the forest, he had almost no chance of winning against enemies of the level of the Great Demon. He even ran away from his original sin, and there was Dalman, who knew him well behind him.
One to two, weak to strong.
The elderly caster really couldn't think of anything that could turn the outcome around. At the moment, he could only make up his mind and use all his strength to fight, at least to make the final struggle before he died.
The tense atmosphere on the court is about to break out.
But in the next few seconds, it gradually became weird and subtle.
Because something strange happened here--after Dalman issued the order, Ramer, who was the summoned object, did not act.
"Ramer? Why not do it?"
Dalman immediately became alert and even took the initiative to distance himself from his summoning object.
Although I don't know why Ramer didn't take action.
But from the perspective of a summoner, he also understood how serious it was for the summoning object to resist the order, especially in this case!
At the same time, the great demon looked up at the sky.
Comparing his summoner with Warnerson beside him, Ramer discovered something more important.
So it turned its head and looked at Dalman, and notified in a gentle tone:
"Mr. Dalman, I regret to inform you one thing-our contract is over today."
The great demon's name for Dalman has changed from "Master" to "Mr.
And while its words come to the ground.
An orange-red fire ring composed of countless flame characters suddenly appeared between the two.
Ramer waved his hand and slashed from top to bottom, without touching the fire ring directly.
Snap-
The sound of shattering sounded, the bright flames broke rapidly, and the burning words dimmed.
"You, did you actually terminate the contract with me?"
Dalman could hardly believe the scene in front of him!
"You have violated the summoning contract once. This time you break the contract with me, no one will summon you to this world again!"
The former MP's body was trembling.
After Ramer left, he was not afraid to start a one-on-one duel with Warnerson. But as a caster, a summoning mage, and a Sharamanke, he could not accept the devil's betrayal of him.
This is almost a denial of all his efforts in school magic in the past!
Can ordinary Salah Mank really not be able to restrain the great demon without the original script?
While Dalman almost began to doubt himself.
In fact, Lamer, who could even betray the holder of the original book, spoke:
"Mr. Dalman, if you can survive today, then do it. I'm sorry to tell you that I don't care about this, and you're likely not going to survive today."
As the words came, the demon's figure slowly dissipated, like the mist that had dissipated at some time in the morning.
And Lamer's last voice also dissipated with his body:
"Human, I can wait, wait for you to forget everything."
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"Hahaha!"
Suddenly, after watching all this, Warnerson laughed.
The elderly mage pointed at the middle-aged MP, mockery and humiliation were almost written on his face:
"The person who betrayed the city was also betrayed by his own summons. Dalman, you beast, really played a funny scene for me!"
The successive encounters almost made Dalman dizzy.
He did not even analyze the reasons why Ramer suddenly betrayed him, but directly confronted Warnerson:
"Warnerson, do you think you can leave alive?"
"If it's for Hamono, especially when facing a traitor like you, then I'm not afraid of death!" The elderly man took the initiative to step forward, but there was an inexplicable confidence in his tone, "And today you really think you won
Determined?"
"Dalman, why don't you think about your summoning object? For what reason will you betray you, the summoner at this time?"
Dalman immediately remembered Ramer's actions when he left.
He then looked in the direction of the great demon's last gaze, but at this time, a black sword came into his eyes.
Snap-
In an instant, the long sword dropped from the air penetrated through Dalman's chest. The power on the long sword was so great that he could not resist, so he was dragged to the ground and nailed to the ground like an insect specimen.
"Ahhhhhh--"
Dalman wailed loudly as he tried to pull out the blade of his chest.
However, he waved his arms, and Caterina, who followed the sword blade, stomped his shoulders directly and said in a cold tone:
"Trump, don't touch my stuff with your hands."
Dalman, who was severely injured, soon disappeared. Blood flowed out of the wound of the caster, wet the weed on the ground and merged into the forest soil.
At this time, Ronald, who was a little slower, also landed.
He looked at the dead Dalman and did not express his opinion.
Katerina is not the type who shows mercy when she takes action, not to mention that Ronald has no reason to save Dalman.
So I just took a look at this tragic betrayer.
Ronald turned to look at Warnerson and smiled at the person they were looking for:
"Mr. Warnerson, sorry, we seem to be late?"
The elderly mage did not relax his vigilance.
He looked carefully at the two people falling from the air, keeping his tone nervous:
"If you remember correctly, you were introduced by Dalman before."
"We are just a deal with him," Ronald explained simply, "If a murderer takes a kitchen knife and commits a murder, you won't blame the merchant who sells a kitchen knife, do you?"
After Ronald explained, the two exchanged eyes.
After looking at each other carefully for a while, Warnerson gradually lowered his guard and responded to Ronald's greetings normally:
"If you came to me to teleport, then I'm bluntly saying that - you came too late. The originally agreed time was noon yesterday, but now it's the next morning."
When Ronald mentioned this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly:
"This is really not our intentional breaking the contract."
"But to solve the dust beast that erodes the earth, the loss of time is inevitable."
"What?!" Ronald spoke in a low voice, but Warnerson couldn't help but exclaim. The monster that destroyed Hamono just now was solved by the man in front of him?
The elderly caster was a little disbelief:
"You really dealt with that monster?"
It was originally his own work, Ronald naturally nodded in confession:
"Yes, we're dealing with it."
Warnerson's expression changed again and again.
As far as the result is concerned, Ronald's explanation has changed the aged caster's mind.
After all, it was this young man who solved the culprit of destroying Hamono.