The moment Legg opened his bow and arrow and his fighting spirit exploded, Sadron, who was floating in mid-air, suddenly sensed Legg's existence, and a bit of a sinister smile suddenly appeared on his face.
But the ferocious smile only froze on his face in an instant. Just when his eyes fell on the hiding place of Reg, a black light shot directly through the woods, like a black lightning, and shot directly at him.
Although Sadron couldn't see clearly what the black light was, his intuition told him that it was an arrow!
Sadron was horrified. Although he wanted to dodge, the arrow came so fast that he only had time to deflect it slightly to the side.
There were strong fighting energy fluctuations on the arrow. Sadron wanted to use magic defense, but because he had just cast a high-level magic death storm, he had no time to cast any magic.
Sadron watched helplessly as the arrow shot up into the sky and hit the magic shield on his body.
There was only one thought left in Sadron's mind at this time, which was that he hoped his magic shield could block this arrow.
The star iron arrow hit Sadron's magic shield. The arrow of the star iron arrow rushed into the magic shield as easily as the tip of a sword entering water, but the arrow shaft behind it was blocked by the magic shield.
There is no doubt about the power of the arrows fired by the eighth-level magic crystal bow and the strength of the Lege Sect. The powerful impact caused the arrow shaft and the star iron sword head to separate instantly.
Like a flying sword tip, the star iron arrow swung into Sadron's body according to its original route, while the arrow shaft hit the magic shield and flew towards the target in a strong energy collision.
the sky.
Sadron's face was completely deformed due to extreme fear and horror. It looked quite ferocious. The star iron arrow pierced the lower part of his right shoulder. The fighting spirit energy on the star iron arrow instantly tore Sadron's body apart.
A large bloody hole burst out.
Sadron's body suddenly fell from the air, but only halfway down, Sadron was already struggling to control the magic power to extend the demon wings again, and flew forward with a flutter.
Reg naturally knew that Sadron wanted to escape, but how could he let him go?
Before Sadron met him, he might have only known about himself, but after meeting him, he already knew that he had practiced the Water Spirit Art, so they would definitely not let him go and would definitely try their best to track him down.
If in the past, he only paid a little attention to himself because of Lambert, then if Sadron sends back the news about him, he will definitely be the target of intense investigation.
Sadron must not be allowed to return alive!
Reg's body flew rapidly through the air, like a shell being discharged from a barrel. Sadron struggled to fly up from mid-air. As soon as he escaped to the sea, Reg had already chased Sadron with the broken weapon in his hand.
The Demonic Giant Sword had already struck down hard.
The magic shield on Sadron's body suddenly shattered under Reg's fierce slap, and the huge magic-breaking sword hit Sadron's body horizontally.
Sadron could no longer stabilize his figure, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and his body fell like a meteorite, falling directly to the sea and sinking into the water with a splash.
Without any hesitation, Reg jumped directly into the sea water.
Reg grew up on the beach in Bali. He was still practicing swordsmanship in the sea. When he entered the sea, Reg was like a fish. He quickly dived under the water and caught the seriously injured Sadron.
As a magician, Sadron's physical condition was naturally not much better than that of ordinary people. First he was struck by Reg's sword, and then he was shot by a star iron arrow. A big bloody hole burst under his right shoulder, and finally he was shot by
Reg slapped his body with the heavy Demon-Breaking Giant Sword, fell into the sea and choked on the water, already feeling dizzy.
Reg grabbed Sadron by the collar behind his back and dragged him out of the water quickly, and flew onto the beach of Bali.
Leaving Sadron on the beach and taking away his magic wand, Reg slapped his face and woke up the old man who was close to coma.
As soon as Sadron opened his eyes, he saw Reg's face looking down at him, his eyes cold. His heart was suddenly filled with fear, and he subconsciously stepped back, but was held down by Reg's hand, unable to do so.
struggle.
Sadron quickly calmed down, and his eyes became a little more desperate. From the previous battle, Sadron already clearly understood the opponent's strength and ruthlessness.
"Kill me. I didn't expect that at such a young age, I would fall into the hands of a boy in his twenties. It's really sad."
Sadron knew that he was bound to die, so he sighed softly and stared at Reg. He was no longer avoiding Reg's cold eyes, but he wanted to die.
Reg shook his head, squatted next to Sadron, and said calmly: "You are going to die anyway, why don't you tell me everything you know, why do you want to deal with Lambert?"
Sadron smiled miserably and said: "You already said it, I'm going to die anyway, so why should I say it again?"
Reg shook his head again, stared at Sadron and said calmly: "Yes, you are bound to die, but sometimes death is not painful. What is painful is not dying..."
Sadron's face suddenly turned pale again, and his eyes looking at Reg were a bit sad: "You want to torture me?"
Reg's eyes fell on Sadron's pale face: "If you insist, I don't mind doing that. I rarely torture people, but I think if you must let me do this, I won't let you."
You are disappointed."
Reg's words were not harsh, and were even somewhat peaceful. However, when Sadron looked at Reg's eyes that were so calm and even a little cold, a chill arose in his heart.
Although he didn't know much about Reg's character, from his alertness and cunningness when they first met, to his decisiveness and fierceness when taking action, Sadron also knew that Reg was definitely not just talking.
Sadron was a little silent. Reg gently stretched out his right hand and pressed the star iron arrow in the blood hole on Sadron's right shoulder.
After exerting a little force, Sadron's face suddenly became distorted, and his body began to tremble a little. He wanted to struggle desperately, but Reg's other hand held him down, preventing him from struggling at all.
opportunity.
How could a seriously injured magician resist when being pressed so closely by a fighter?
Reg did not rush to pull out the star iron arrowhead, but grabbed the star iron arrow and shook it left and right a few times. Sadron rolled his eyes and seemed about to faint at any time, but Reg did not show mercy at all.
Reg never showed any mercy towards his enemies.
"Say it, tell it, and let you die quickly, otherwise..."
Sadron's face was completely deformed, he stared at Reg and shouted: "You devil!"
Reg was not angry at Sadron's scolding, and just said calmly: "If I were caught by you and you wanted to force me to learn the fighting skills, I think the method would not be worse than this."
Sadron was speechless. He also knew that what Reg said was true. If Reg was caught, he would naturally take out the Water Spirit Art from his mouth at all costs.
"Okay, I'll say it!"
Finally unable to bear the pain, Sadron gave up and screamed, his whole body bent like a lobster out of water.
Reg let go of his hand, looked at Sadron and said calmly: "If you are going to lie to me, you must tell the truth. If I expose you, you will regret it."
Sadron took a few sharp breaths, then raised his head and smiled bitterly: "Did you know about the Six Dark Demons attacking the Odin Sword Sect back then?"
Reg's heart skipped a beat, and he nodded and said: "The Dragon Song Demon and five other people took advantage of the Odin Sword Sect's masters to go out and invaded the Odin Sword Sect's Aofa Tower. They stole many things and escaped intact...
…Does this have anything to do with Lambert?”
Sadron stared at Reg and asked: "Didn't he tell you anything?"
Reg shook his head and said, "If I knew, why should I ask you again?"
Sadron had a strange look on his face: "Aslan is the Dark Demon, one of the Six Dark Demons..."
Reg was shocked: "You said Lambert is one of the six dark demons?"
Sadron nodded affirmatively and said: "Yes, although more than 20 years have passed since that incident, our pursuit of these six people has never stopped. We have only found Aspen in the past two years."
Lang used to live in seclusion on Bali Island, so the Sword Sect sent me here to deal with him..."
Many thoughts were running through Reg's mind at once. The dragon chanting demon Valdoril and Lambert knew each other. Reg had been guessing how they met. Now when Sadron said this, he felt a little surprised.
It turns out that Lambert is also one of the Six Dark Demons, so naturally he is very familiar with Valdoril.
Reg was just relieved, but suddenly doubts arose again. He and Madam Rose killed the Three Great Demons including the Storm Demon, but Valdoril didn't look angry at all, and listening to his tone, he seemed very angry.
It's disdain, but why does he seem to have a different friendship with Lambert? Lambert's strength seems to be not as good as the Fire Soul Demon and the others. Could it be that Lambert's strength has regressed like the Storm Demon?
After getting the answer, the doubts in Reg's heart seemed to become more and more obvious.
"Then what's going on with the Water Spirit Jue?"
Reg pondered for a while and then asked again. After going through so many things, Reg was basically certain that the Ice Art he practiced was the Water Spirit Art, and Lambert obviously knew the Water Spirit Art very well at the beginning. Why did he hide the truth from himself?
?
Taught himself a god-level fighting spirit technique, and then allowed himself to travel around the continent without paying any attention to it?