Quins touched the spiritual ark that had been prepared in his arms. In the end, he did not act rashly. The pages of the truth are such a precious treasure. The Church of Storms must be fully prepared before becoming an oriole. The abilities of extraordinary people are much weirder.
Changes have occurred, and various ways and means of leaving the material world have emerged in an endless stream. Space confinement is a problem that he can think of, and it is impossible for the Church of Storms not to have thought of it.
Archbishop Scott Brewer slowly walked up to the seven Quines and glanced at everyone, "Viscount David, Baron Dodd, I didn't expect you two to survive to the end. Well, are you interested in joining the storm?"
church?"
Quins was slightly startled, not expecting that the archbishop would actually recruit them.
"You would be so kind to let us go?" Tankard questioned with sharp eyes.
"Oh, isn't this your only chance to survive?" Scott looked at Tankard strangely.
"But the problem is, you came alone," Tankard said: "Even other people in the Church of Storms are not qualified to know about the pages of truth. Why do I think you will let us, irrelevant insiders, go."
Scott sighed: "Sometimes people who are too smart will be short-lived, so you can't agree to it. In this case, at least you can live a little longer."
"Bah, does it make sense to live longer? Even if I feed the pages of the book of truth to the dog, you won't be able to succeed so easily." Tankard pulled off the wolf fang necklace around his neck, crushed it violently, and suddenly, a set of
Full body armor of ice blue frost appeared on his body.
Scott glanced at the ferocious and cold full-body armor on Tankard: "It turns out to be the heirloom ice wolf suit of your David family. I didn't expect that your personality is a bit vulgar, but you hide it the deepest."
"Hmph, I can't compare to your Church of Storms."
"It's a pity that from now on, the Dai Weide family will decline."
"Whether it declines or not is not up to you."
Tankard drew his back, and a blue sword appeared in his hand, with a wolf-head hilt, double-fang guard, single-edged blade, and a trace of blue lingering on it.
Quins led the four apprentices and supported the knight Beverly to retreat back, because he could see that Tankard's wolf fang suit was actually a set of level 5 secret treasures. It goes without saying that the secret treasures can be obtained.
But it is very, very difficult for the Dai Weide family to collect a complete set of secret treasures.
I am afraid that this set of secret treasures is most of the secrets of the entire David family. It is no wonder that Scott said that the Scott David family will decline from now on.
"Go to hell!"
Tankard stepped heavily on the ground, and in an instant, endless frost filled the space around him and Scott, as if even the space was solidified.
"Look at my Wolf Fang Frost Sword!" Suddenly, Tankard had already flashed in front of Scott, and a tough and sharp ice blade was about to cut Scott in half.
But the five people who were watching only felt that their eyes were blurred, and their ears were ringing. Tanker had been blasted back into the distance like a cannonball. Looking closely, a fist-sized wind ball was spinning at super high speed embedded in the ice of Tanker.
The chest of the wolf suit actually pressed Tankard to the ground. Tankard tried to get up several times, but was suppressed by the small wind ball on his chest.
Quins could see clearly that if Tankard's ice wolf suit hadn't been strong enough in defense, just this one blow would have killed Tankard.
"Pull it up for me!" Tankard's veins were exposed, and he was holding on to the Frost Sword with both hands. He wanted to prop up his body, but it felt like a heavy mountain was pressing on him, and there was nothing he could do.
"Heh, a level 6 person, so what if he has a level 5 secret treasure? If you are less than level 7, you don't even have the qualifications to resist me."
Scott said coldly, holding his staff and walking slowly towards Tankard.
Just when Scott was about to kill Tankard, a figure stopped in front of Scott.
"Oh? Baron Dodd, do you want to die in front of Viscount David?"
Scott stopped and said.
Quins didn't answer, but just stretched out his finger, and the wind ball still spinning at super speed in his chest suddenly made a sound like a deflated rubber ball, and was easily broken by Quins.
"Hmm?! It turns out there is a hidden master here," Scott squinted his eyes, looking up and down at Quines as if he had gotten to know Quines again.
"I'll kill you," Tankard regained his freedom and couldn't help shouting in anger. He thought he could defeat the legendary superman with a few moves, but he didn't expect that he would kneel down with just one move.
Quins stretched out his hand and stood in front of Tankard, saying: "Don't go there, take them back and leave this place to me."
"You, Dodd..."
Quins interrupted Tankard's words and said firmly: "Don't say more, take them farther away."
Tankard gritted his teeth and didn't say anything more to help. After all, he was restrained with one move, and it would be shameless to say anything to help, so it would be better not to say anything.
"Be careful." Tankard didn't know whether Quins was confident or had other plans, but at this point, he had to believe it even if he didn't believe it.
Scott, who was not far away, made no move. No matter how much the two of them jumped around, ants were ants, and they couldn't get out of his grasp. It was better to see what other tricks they could pull off.
Seeing Scott's confidence, Quins naturally accepted it without hesitation.
After seeing Tankard, Thomas and the other five retreating far enough away, Quins turned his attention back to Scott.
"You can be so calm, to be honest, it's a bit beyond my expectation."
Quins said.
"Do you think I will come up like a madman and start killing?" Scott laughed: "That's them, those fools, what do they think the wind element is? It can only destroy the world like a hurricane on the sea.
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Scott shook the staff in his hand slightly, and suddenly a breeze blew past Quins' ears and his face. But what was horrifying was that a gap quietly broke in Quins' earlobe.
Quins wiped it on the gap and said with a smile: "It's true, your control over the wind element has reached such an extent. Before I was injured, I didn't even notice the danger. You changed my superficial impression of the Church of Storms.
A lot."
"Haha, is this an unexpected surprise?"
Scott's smile was like a breeze.
Quins: "You can think so, but I'm curious, you have such control over the wind element, how could it be possible that you haven't advanced to level 8?"
Scott: "It's very simple. I want the scroll of elemental truth in your hand as a reference to walk your own path of storm. This is a good enough reason."
Quins was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Scott to be so straightforward. He couldn't help but look at Scott with strange eyes: "Are you going to find your own path to the storm? Are you still not satisfied with the Secret Tradition of the Storm Lord that leads directly to level 9?"
Scott: "Haha, life is like this, those who don't have want to have, some want more, and those who have more want to be free, even if they return to nothing."
Quins looked strange. Although Scott couldn't understand what he was saying, he understood the true meaning of Scott's words.