Chapter 339 Wang Lin
In the process.
The eyes of everyone present were all focused on the ragged old man.
Aurora's face tightened, showing worry.
She squeezed the black wooden cross hidden in her arms, ready to take action at any time.
This was a consecrated object given to Dean Padmel before she left. It has the mysterious power of imprinting magic.
Although Aurora knew that her own strength was low, she would not just watch Mr. Gillan be attacked by the enemy.
“Don’t act rashly!”
However, Alida did not look back and lowered her voice to warn. Obviously she had already noticed Aurora's little move, and was afraid that this little guy would attack rashly.
Aurora was startled.
He then heard Vice President Alida speak in ventriloquism: "You don't understand what it means for two Kusei to join forces... Once we fight, I won't care about you at all, and many people will die." "
Hearing this, Aurora took a deep breath, but her little hand did not loosen her grip on the black wooden cross, but tightened it.
She raised her gaze and looked back at the old man who was gradually approaching Mr. Gillan... but suddenly found a familiar figure among the crowd.
Ragged clothes and hood.
The exposed half of his face was unshaven and his brown hair was messy.
The man and Aurora looked at each other in the air, and silently shook their heads, indicating that she should stay calm.
“It’s Mr. Werner Zimmerman, the Black Sandpiper!”
Aurora was shocked.
“By the way, during the dream meeting, Mr. Weiner once said that he followed the ‘Ascetic Sect’ all the way south...”
Knowing that Mr. Weiner was there gave her some peace of mind.
Because she believed that Mr. Weiner, like her, would never sit back and watch Mr. Gillan be harmed by the old man.
It is indeed what Aurora thought.
Weiner clenched his fists quietly, and his other hand hidden under the cloak quietly placed it on his waist, ready to draw a gun at any time.
Mr. Gillan is not only his best friend, but also the benefactor who has saved his life several times. He is also the leader of the "Hand of the Dawn" association.
If Elder Zaka really wants to take action, he will not hesitate to violently stop it.
Crack.
Crack.
The scrawny, unkempt old man strode behind the blond young man with an indifferent look on his face.
There was dead silence.
The atmosphere was depressing, as if ice water was about to condense.
The old man slowly raised his hand and put his five fingers together to form a knife.
A trace of violence flashed in his eyes, and he was about to chop off the head of the young Kuze in front of him——
Boom! !
Suddenly, everyone present heard a thunderous roar, and their expressions changed drastically.
Under the spiritual vision, the huge and thick scarlet nightmare energy quickly gathered and even formed a vortex, all of which retracted into the huge nightmare monument that was as tall as a man.
Everywhere is empty.
Immediately afterwards, a crisp sound was heard!
A gap appeared in the Nightmare Monument from top to bottom!
Crash——
It then shattered and collapsed.
“Master Aldin’s nightmare monument has been eradicated!”
Everyone present was shocked.
Maev and Kaya's eyes flashed with surprise.
"Mr. Gillan succeeded!"
However, at this moment, the old man suddenly took action and swung a knife at the back of the blond young man's neck——
Jilan opened his eyes suddenly!
The afterimage flashed.
Pop! !
Elder Zaka narrowed his eyes.
Because his wrist was tightly grasped by an iron-like hand, unable to move.
The physical strength of the young man in front of him is actually greater than that of his veteran body spiral Kuze!
“Heh.” The old man grinned, showing his uneven yellow teeth.
A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he made a fist with his other hand and swung it towards the opponent's head.
“Old dog, you are looking for death!”
Jilan said coldly.
On one side of his body, his right leg was as tight as steel, and he kicked with a "shattering iron" kick like artillery fire. With terrifying speed and power, he hit the old man's chest one step ahead of his fist.
Bang! ! !
Xhaka's body seemed to be folded in half, twisted and flew out, dragging and rolling on the ground, like a stuffed toy.
Amidst the crackling sound, smoke and dust were everywhere.
Everyone couldn't help but be stunned.
Most of the people present did not see it clearly. Only Alida, Fifth Pigeon, Maiev, Kaya and Celine and other level 3 mystics knew that the old Zaka had been kicked by the other party.
"That kick...if it had hit me, I would have died immediately, right?"
Everyone couldn't help but think to themselves.
When the smoke and dust dissipated, the old man lying in the pit, with his limbs twisted and a big hole in his chest, slowly stood up again.
Click.
Quack.
The bones on his body made a crisp sound as they slowly reset. After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he grinned and said:
"Young man is really strong. I almost got kicked by you. Kicked to death"
"..."
Gillan didn't answer.
He bent down slowly, picked up a black disc stone left behind after Master Aldin's Nightmare Monument disappeared, and put it safely into his alchemical leather pocket.
Immediately turned around.
Gilan's dark blue eyes quickly glanced at the corpse on the ground, as well as the monument that slowly grew up after Ms. Teresa's death.
“Teresa Cureau, 1819-1926.”
"You guys deserve to die!"
His eyes were cold and he said indifferently.
Hearing this, the old man Zhaka raised his eyebrows, stretched his muscles, and said with a smile: "Oh? It is a good thing for young people to be confident, but being too confident can sometimes harm others and themselves."
“We have to fight after all, you will know if you try.”
At this time, the fifth pigeon, the silver-eyed man, also came forward with a smile on his face.
He squinted his eyes and looked at the blond young man. The warning in his heart not only did not disappear, but became stronger and stronger, which made him secretly suspicious.
Gilan glanced around the crowd and knew that the battle was inevitable, but he was not afraid.
Ding!
A crisp sound suddenly appeared in my ears.
The real-time task triggered by the "Golden Sigh" appeared in front of my eyes——
"Trigger task: Retreat."
"The fifth of one of the 'Sonnets' of the White Dove Tower" Pigeon, when the two groups of gravediggers were searching for energy in Late Autumn Town, assassinated the team member Garnaud Neto, lurked in the team in his appearance, followed the others to the unnamed island, and dug graves In the process, they assassinated Renault, Muguer, and the person in charge, Teresa. "
"Right now, the Ascetic Sect, an ally of the White Pigeon Tower, has sent support, even if it happens to be here. The Iron Maidens will assist you, you are still facing a dilemma."
"Please repel the White Dove Tower's 'Fifth Pigeon' and the Ascetic Sect Elder 'Zaka'."
"Time limit: 2 hours."
"Reward: Great improvement in gnosis, spirituality, and physical body (choose one of three)."
Jilan said indifferently in his heart:
< br>'Accept. ’
Ding!
"Mission accepted!"
Gilan took a deep breath and took a step forward.
He recalled that in the nightmare in the monument, after he successfully killed the guard with the image of a steel chariot, the old man suddenly said the last words with a face full of obsession:
< br>"Go quickly, don't stop... When I completely dissipate, the volcano will erupt!"
The murderous intention in Jilan's heart was mixed with a sense of urgency.
He didn't intend to waste a moment, and said in a cold tone:
"You two are both going to die!"
"Huh..." Zhaka grinned.
The hole in his chest is rapidly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although the opponent's kick was very terrifying, if he faced it again, with his "patient" adaptability, he could reduce its power by several percent.
The threat is greatly reduced.
This is also the reason why Xhaka is so confident.
"Then let's wait and see, young man."
Xhaka's thin figure suddenly swelled, his muscles tightened and his muscles became clear.
He showed a ferocious expression and entered a fighting posture.
Although the fifth pigeon did not express its position, it was also ready to use the power of "whispering".
Alida and other Sisters of the Steel Maiden Congregation, Kaya, Maiev, Celine and others all planned to take action.
The battle is about to begin!
But at this moment——
A terrifying aura suddenly descended!
Everyone’s expressions changed in unison!
"That...what?!"
I saw a whirlwind blowing inexplicably around the blond young man Guilan Iros, lifting his high-collared black trench coat and messy blond hair.
Soon after, its hair color turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and grew to its waist.
The dark blue eyes also turned into blood.
His height increased to more than two meters.
This is not over yet!
A taller shadow, nearly three meters tall, slowly emerged from behind him——
It was a sculpture wearing gray stone skeleton armor!
He wears a skull crown, a scarlet cloak, and holds a huge and ferocious square-headed stone hammer!
Take a step immediately after seeing the young man.
The statues also stepped forward simultaneously.
The two overlapped at this moment and merged into one——
The shadow of the statue became real!
“Death!!!”
After displaying the new ability “Psychic Advent”, Jilan let out a terrifying roar.
The roar actually sent out waves of sound, shocking everyone's minds and leaving their minds blank.
Bang! !
A large pit with a diameter of one meter exploded at the foot of the skeletal statue, and dust rose several meters high!
His blurry figure crossed the sound barrier, roaring, and stopped in front of the old man.
With his horrified and twisted expression, he struck with a hammer!
"How is that possible?!"
Boom! ! !
The ground was shaken!
Like high explosives detonating, a huge cloud of dust exploded!
Before everyone had time to react, they saw severed fingers, bone residue, internal organs, meat paste and indistinguishable tissue fragments scattered everywhere.
Zakana was twisted and deformed, with only one third of his head left flying high, then falling heavily, landing at the feet of the silver-eyed man.
The pair of cloudy eyes were still filled with shock and confusion at the last moment before death.
“Huh?!” The silver-eyed man’s heart trembled, and his pupils shrank sharply. "This..."
He instinctively felt a kind of fear.
This fear was accompanied by the biting cold and darkness, making the hair on his body stand up.
It was at this moment that he suddenly understood why Gilan Yiros gave him such a strong sense of danger...
Because the other party's real strength was not level 4 at all!
A level 4 elder who instantly killed the Ascetic Cult in person...
How could this be the performance of someone who had just been promoted to level 4? !
Damn it!
Damn it! !
How much strength and trump card does this guy hide? !
I was deceived by the information!
He was originally confident of victory, but now he just wanted to escape and completely lost the will to fight.
However, the next second, the silver-eyed man heard a clicking sound of a wheel turning.
Then there was a roaring roar——
The stone hammer came towards us!
(End of this chapter)