Thousand Blades of Death

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"Really? Then I tell you, Bazhi is a good place. For people with power, it is the best organization! How many magic props with powerful power are required. Look, this mountain bronze Chain mail shirt! This sword forged by Mithril! Rings! Clothes! Boots! All magic items! Come on, Brian Angelus. Be our companion and become one of the six arms like me ."

"It's boring. You group is just that."

Blaine's incredibly cold, insulting attitude freezes Sachoronte's expression.

"what?"

"Did you hear it? I said that you only have this degree, and it's no big deal to gather."

"You! ... Huh. If you want to say this, isn't your strength any better?"

"Yeah. I'm not terribly serious at this point. I know very well the real powerful monster."

The other party's self-righteous attitude, like the frog in the small puddle, Bryan pityed him and warned him with true kindness.

"Your strength is the same. Maybe our strength is equivalent. So I have to warn you. Our strength is really nothing."

Brian turned his head and confirmed Clem's condition after drinking the potion across his shoulder.

"And I know one thing. That's the power that I strive to gain for others is much stronger than the power of forging chains alone."

Brian said with a smile. That smile is full of goodwill and hearty.

"Maybe all I know is a small part. But I finally know."

"I don't understand what you are talking about... It's a pity, Anglaus. Unfortunately, I have to kill here a talented swordsman with the strength of the famous Storonov."

"Can you do it, can you just wield a sword for yourself?"

"Of course, I can kill you. It's not easy to kill you. After killing you, kill the little ghost lying on the ground. I won't be merciless or playful. I want to use my best."

Watching the sand dunes begin to chant magic, he felt someone moving behind him and issued a warning.

"Don't move, Brother Clem. Are you not all right yet?"

He immediately stopped.

Bryan smiled and was as surprised as he was, and said, "Leave it to me."

"--Trouble you."

Bryan replaced the answer with a smile, put the knife into the sheath, lowered the waist, and turned the knife and the sheath upside down.

"Please be careful. Sandhills will use illusion. What is visible to the naked eye is not necessarily true."

"It turns out that it is indeed a tough opponent, but no problem."

Brian didn't move at all, just staring silently at Sandhill. The other party didn't know when the five afterimages appeared, and there were several kinds of magic-like sparkle. Not only that, but also covered with something like a shadow cloak. He couldn't see at all what kind of magic the other party had applied.

"Thank you for giving me time to prepare. As long as the magic chanter has time to prepare, he can become stronger than the warrior. You lose, Anglaus!"

"Well, no thanks. After I told him two sentences... I also felt that I would never lose."

"It's a big talk. Isn't it just to stay in place to protect the little devil? It's so gentle."

He heard Clem lying on the ground moving, making a clear sound.

He must feel that he has given the enemy time to use enhanced magic, and regret it. So Brian declared in a voice that would make Clem understand clearly: "--one blow."

"what?"

"I said that I could solve you in one blow, Sandhill."

"Then give it a try!"

Sandhill Lunt rushed over with the afterimage.

The opponent entered the range of the knife's attack, and Brian turned around, revealing an unguarded back to the running dune. Then—with Clem in the middle, he slammed toward the unmanned space with a quick blow.

With a thud, the wall shook.

The eyes of Clem and Zacordol lying on the ground turned to the source of the sound.

There was Dune Lund. The body rolled to the ground, not moving. The sword fell aside.

Brian's blow with a knife out of the sheath flew over the sand dune, hitting him against the wall with shocking force. Had it not been cut with the back of a knife, Shaquironte's body would have been cut with two cuts. Even wearing a mountain bronze chain mail shirt certainly won't help. The power of that blow is so powerful.

"My "domain" can find any existence, even if it is invisible. It attracts my attention with a phantom in the front, and then attacks from behind... Although it is a high-end trick, it is me who happens to meet me. Then you pick Brother Clem was too misguided to start. I guess you wanted to kill him, and then laughed at me for failing to protect him, but you paid attention to me in order to attack Clem who was lying on the ground. Behavior. Did you forget who you are fighting?"

Brian slashed into the sheath and smiled at Clem.

"Look, right?"

"Too brilliant!"

Outside of this voice, another "too brilliant" was heard, and the two overlapped. The two were taken aback. What I heard was Ma Yuan's voice, which was not surprising. It was the direction of the sound that surprised them.

The two turned their gaze to the position where Zuckerdale originally stood.

Ma Yuan was there. Next to it is the softly collapsed Qu Ke Daoer.

"When did you come?"

After listening to Brian's question, Ma Yuan answered calmly.

"Just arrived. Both are paying attention to the sand dune, so it seems that I haven't found me."

"This, this way."

While Brian answered, he thought it was impossible.

I launched the "domain"? Although the range is narrow, if it runs straight, it should be sensed. But I didn't notice it? So far, only the monster, Shatia. Can Bradfren have such a skill? When he was killing me, I was doubting that this character could indeed compete with the monster. Where is he sacred?

"Anyway, the people who have been imprisoned here have been rescued, and a few people resisted fiercely, so I had to kill them, please forgive me... But before I talk about these, I should still go and find a stopper. Bath, I can't heal magic." Ma Yuan spread his hand and said, "He is taking care of the persecuted women. I'll come over and see what trouble you are having."

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