"So powerful?" Angelet suddenly withdrew his mental power. The whirlpool of black water in front of his eyes slowly disappeared, and his vision returned to darkness.
"Well..." He groaned and shook his head vigorously, "I'm cold... Friela, can you go to the caravan pharmacist and buy me some medicine?"
When he opened his eyes, Friela was lying on her back not far away, her eyes in a state of trance.
"Frilla?!" Angele repeated. He just found an excuse to get rid of her.
"Oh... Got it, I'll go right away." Friela finally realized what she was doing, got up, jumped out of the carriage, and trotted towards the carriage in front of her.
Angele watched Frila disappear around the corner of the carriage in front, and then slowly took out a silver tooth necklace from the bag.
"The creatures that can be rushed out by the tide of time and space and summoned by me are obviously not ordinary creatures. Either they are so strong and mentally strong that they are easy to locate, or they have a special frequency that can resonate with the summoning process."
Carefully putting the necklace back into his coat pocket, Angele closed his eyes and began to meditate slowly to restore his damaged mental power.
Wisps of black smoke continued to escape from his mouth and penetrated into his nostrils, but after a few seconds, the black smoke slowly faded and disappeared.
Beside the carriage, Friela climbed onto the carriage carrying a small gray-brown leather bag. Seeing Angele closing his eyes and falling asleep again, she moved gently and carefully placed the bag on the wooden bed next to Angele.
on the box.
The sky changes from red to gray, then slowly to black.
The motorcade slowly stopped and leaned against the red leaf forest on the roadside. Several carriages formed a circle in front and behind. An orange bonfire was lit in the middle.
The businessmen of the team gathered around the bonfire and ate freshly baked black bread, barbecue and mushroom soup. Their faces were all red. Some of them finished eating in advance and got together to drink and brag. Some teams invited strong guards to wrestle together.
gamble.
After Angele applied special herbs to her beautiful little face, she turned into an ordinary little girl with an ordinary appearance. At this time, she and a guard sister she knew ran to the guard circle to see two muscular girls.
Guard wrestling.
The crowd formed a circle, and loud cheers were heard from time to time.
Angelet sat on the wooden board of the truck and looked at the middle of the crowd from a distance, where two strong women were wrestling and falling.
drink!!
One of the women, with short dark blond hair like a lion, gave a loud shout, used both arms, and slammed her opponent to the ground.
"Next!" She spat on her palms, rubbed her hands together, and scanned the others around her with a tiger-like gaze.
"I'll do it!" A tall man stood up and took off his black vest several times, revealing his dark and strong body. He moved his shoulders and walked forward slowly.
Their bronzed muscles glistened under the firelight, and they began to slowly circle around each other.
Angelet shook his head, too lazy to look further. Suddenly, a flash of blue light flashed across his eyes, and he turned to look across the lake in the distance, where a dozen silver-white figures vaguely appeared. All of them were shrouded in darkness. Among them, the one standing in front
A figure with an unusually strong figure, a tiger's back and a wasp's waist, holding two broad-bladed swords of different lengths in his hands.
"Are you here?" Angele murmured, glancing at the crowd around the bonfire. Furila was watching the wrestling in the field intently.
Angelet stood up, quietly got out of the truck, and walked directly towards the lake.
Passing through a small red leaf forest and arriving at the lake, the sounds of the camp behind us gradually became smaller and farther away. The surrounding area was somewhat dim and blurry.
The sky is not completely dark yet, and faint red clouds can still be seen on the horizon.
Angelet looked across the lake to the other side, and the silver-white figure on the opposite side also looked over.
"This time I can use my witchcraft power..." Angelet smiled and stepped directly towards the wide lake.
Snap!
The brown leather boots stepped on the lake, making ripples, but showed no sign of sinking.
The eyes of the silver-white swordsmen opposite him changed slightly.
clang!
The leader's swords struck each other, making a crisp knocking sound. "It is indeed a hot commodity! Everyone, demon hunting formation!" He roared, and the light sapphire ring on the middle finger of his right hand slowly shimmered white.
More than a dozen silver-armored swordsmen spread out in a fan shape around them, standing on the shore waiting for Angelet to come over.
The leading two-sword swordsman was covered in silver armor, and a few strands of brown hair were faintly scattered under the helmet. He arched and stared at the black-clothed wizard man who was slowly approaching.
"Walking on water...at least a level two wizard...now we're in trouble..." He murmured in a low voice, and the white light from the ring on his right hand sneered, flowing all over his body, wrapping it in a white
in light film.
"Boss, why don't we retreat first and wait until the large forces catch up behind us and then we can attack together?" the deputy leader behind him asked in a low voice.
"Now it's not a matter of whether we want to fight, but whether the other side is willing to let us go..." As soon as the double-sword swordsman finished speaking, he saw the black figure on the water disappearing without a trace in an instant. Suddenly
Suddenly, a chill rose behind him.
Dang! Tsk!
"Ah!!" "Raise your shield! Raise your shield!!" "Left!"
A series of rapid shouts and screams suddenly sounded in my ears.
The two-sword swordsman didn't have time to think too much. He turned around suddenly, drew a circle with his two swords, and slashed in all directions around him.
DANG DANG!!
There were two violent shocks behind him.
"Oh? He actually blocked it? Amazing!" Angelet slowly revealed his body from the darkness behind, his eyes slightly flashing with dark red fluorescence. He was holding a silver round-guarded long sword with an engraving on the blade.
It had a cross pattern on it, and it was obviously just snatched from other swordsmen.
"Damn it! Jason is dead!"
"He's too fast!"
"Pay attention to the formation! Focus!"
The remaining six swordsmen gathered together with each other shouting, with cold sweat on their faces, and stared nervously at Angelet who was standing there.
In just a few seconds, there were first silver-armored swordsmen lying on the ground. All of them had their throats cut to death. Red blood was still pouring out from the throat incisions, leaving the entire forest covered in blood.
The double-sword swordsman's whole body was filled with white light. His body was like a tight spring, staring at Angelet.
"You guy..." His eyes were red, and the knuckles holding the sword hilt were faintly white.
Angelet shook the blood beads on his round sword, and his eyes lit up red again. A circle of invisible ripples centered on him and suddenly spread in all directions.
"He disappeared again!!" "Everyone, be careful!! Stand back to back in a circle!"
The remaining swordsmen quickly gathered together, not far from the double-sword swordsman, and kept staring nervously at the surroundings.
Angelet was standing in front of them, but no one saw his figure. He walked slowly in front of the gathered swordsmen and made a casual stroke with his long sword.
laugh!
The two swordsmen's throats were cut open with a sword. Scarlet blood foam spurted out.
Angelet moved slightly to the left, dodging the slashes of three round swords. His right hand struck out a silver slash like lightning.
The bodies of the remaining few people were cut in half, with blood dripping all over the ground.
With just one strike, everyone except the double-sword swordsman was easily dispatched, so fast that they didn't even have time to make a sound.
The double-sword swordsman only had time to make a cross sword mark at Angelet's original position, and saw his teammate fall to the ground instantly. And he couldn't even see the enemy's shadow.
"Henry..." He was stunned, his eyes fell on a team member who was cut in half on the ground, his eyes were bloodshot.
Bang!
He was kicked in the back. His whole body was kicked hard and he rolled several times on the grass, covered in blood.
Angelet no longer concealed his figure with illusions, walked over in a few steps and stabbed down with his sword.
clang!
The swordsman stepped aside, and the long and short swords with both hands slammed into Angele's sword, making a harsh noise.
"The eyes of God are watching me!!" the swordsman roared. He rolled up from the ground and slashed at Angelet's upper body like a storm with his two swords. A white halo covered the two swords, and every blow was filled with terrifying energy.
With great strength and speed, he swung the two swords into a silvery shadow that enveloped Angelet's body.
bite!!
A series of golden sparks exploded between the two people. Countless long sword clashes merged into one, and in the end, only a continuous dense sound could be heard.
"So strong!" Angelet's face turned gloomy at this time. "This man's speed and strength can actually keep up with me! He's just a small role in the church..."
He jumped up lightly, avoiding the sword that struck his feet, and fell back in front of a big tree.
"End it!" Angele rushed forward suddenly, his body like a top. A sword from the left slashed hard on the swordsman's right hand, and he rotated and slashed out from the right with the force of the impact.
laugh!
The white light on the swordsman's left arm suddenly dimmed, and a gray line appeared. He had no time to react, and was knocked back by the sword blades that kept slashing from left and right in front of him.
The white light on his body also began to dim quickly. He could only feel that the man in front of him was constantly rotating left and right, and the sword blades were slashing on his swords. The force on his hands was getting heavier and heavier.
Finally, there was a crisp sound, and the swordsman's swords were instantly knocked away. Angelet in front of him was like a one-way top, frantically slashing at one point on his neck continuously.
Hee hee hee hee!!....
The white light finally trembled and slowly disappeared. Blood marks slowly began to appear on the swordsman's neck. His body was shaking violently, and he was unable to make any resistance movements.
Angele slashed with all his strength with his last sword, then without looking, he jumped back slightly and landed on the dark red lawn. His red fluorescent eyes shone brightly in the darkness.
The swordsman with two swords took a few steps back, his back bumped against a tree trunk, and he slowly sat down.
He opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came out.
A big hand slapped on his shoulder from the tree trunk behind.
"You rest first and let me do it." A deep voice came from the shade of the trees.
A tall figure slowly walked out of the shadows and looked at Angele calmly. This was a farmer man wearing brown linen clothes. He looked to be in his thirties or forties, his eyes were cloudy and dim, and he had no trace of the temperament of a master or a strong man.
Ordinary farmers working in the fields are exactly the same.
She has short, dark brown hair that is messy and hasn't been washed for an unknown amount of time. The clothes on her body are full of shabby patches, and the palms of her hands are covered with rough calluses.
Angelet stared at the man who suddenly appeared. For some reason, he felt that this man contained white light fluctuations that were far more powerful than the previous swordsman leader. A faint sense of danger emerged from his heart.
Come out. This sense of crisis made him tremble slightly.
"It's been a long time since I've had this feeling..." The red light in Angelet's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his body faintly trembled with excitement. He still remembered the last time he faced such a feeling a long time ago.
, that same similar excitement.
Ever since he achieved his second real form, he hasn't experienced such a feeling for a long, long time.
The middle-aged farmer looked at Angele calmly, and then glanced at all the corpses around him. "My name is Victor. I didn't expect to meet a big guy like you on a casual crusade mission. I originally thought it was a vacation.