Broad World

"That's because those fighters are not strong enough. One day I will prove to you that pure fighters can reach that height." Aberdare is still stubborn, and he is unwilling to admit the fact that mages are stronger than fighters.

But this is also expected. After all, many people who choose melee careers discriminate against magic and divine arts. They think they are unstable. Some guys even cited examples. For example, the goddess of magic has fallen twice, causing tens of thousands of wizards to lose their power. Falling into madness, it is far from safe and stable than the sword in his hand.

But these guys have forgotten that magic is a kind of ubiquitous energy. As long as you study them in depth, you can completely get rid of the dependence of the magic net. Even if the goddess of magic falls again one day, you can still cast spells in another way. The most important thing is that the sword will also rust and break. Is it because the tool has a problem and it is permanently discarded? Obviously, this statement is totally unreliable.

The dispute between the two did not last long, and they soon came to the gate of the Women Warriors Association. Without any hesitation, Henry lowered his voice and said, "Drag me in and be as rough as possible."

"Well, as you wish." Aberdare also knew it was not time to be polite, so he grabbed Henry by the neck, opened the door and rushed in.

"Who?! Who dares to break into the Women Warriors Association without permission! Don't you want to live anymore?!"

As soon as I entered the house, I heard Ferry's voice from inside, and within a few seconds, he walked out of it with a whip. She is wearing a translucent nightgown woven from spider silk, and all parts of her body can be clearly seen, especially the bumps on the chest and the thick hair in the middle are particularly attractive, which looks like a sturdy hair. Was awakened from his sleep, no wonder his temper was terrifying.

Aberdare subconsciously swallowed his saliva and bowed slightly as planned: "Respected eldest daughter. I have brought the person you want as agreed."

He could feel that his whole body was hot, his mouth was a little dry, and his lower body was rapidly congesting. After just a few seconds, the small tent was set up, and even if he was wearing armor, he could clearly see the bulging.

The corners of Ferry's mouth turned up slightly. He looked there meaningfully, then deliberately swayed his waist and hips to a large extent, and gave Aberdare a warm hug: "Aha! It's great, really worthy of being the son of God, who completed the task so quickly. . It’s hard to believe that you brought Nim back in such a short time."

"Thank you, but shouldn't you also hand over the information about Joan Irenicus?" Aberdare asked with gritted teeth, holding back the burning (desire) fire.

His experience in this area is obviously inadequate. Unable to resist the physical cravings, I started to sweat a lot in just a few seconds. Now fools can see that this guy has already gotten his brain, I am afraid it is only a matter of time before he falls, especially those two eyes are almost glaring out.

"Of course, my hero, you are qualified to know everything. But before that, let's talk about the situation of the Geralt family. Since you have captured their martial arts chief, you must know a lot of news." said Fei Li casually found a chair to sit down, put his feet on the table, and instantly revealed two slender thighs and half of buttocks.

**Naked temptation!

Henry could even feel the strange smell in the air. There is no doubt that this is the effect produced by the volatilization of the arousal (emotional) potion. No wonder there is such a strong reaction. He didn't dare to neglect, and immediately released a small group of electric current quietly, directly hitting the skin of the Son of Barr through the metal armor.

Aberdare felt his body numb for a while, and instantly regained consciousness, and the burning (desire) hope quickly subsided. He slapped two agitated spirits slightly, and immediately stared at Ferry with a vigilant look: "What did you do to me just now?"

"Hehe, you are really sensitive, don't mind. It's just a little gadget to enhance the emotion (interest)."

The sly eldest daughter admitted her behavior very generously, and she was a little proud of her instead of being ashamed. For the dark elf. This method is really nothing, even if it is dismantled, most of them are just knowing smiles. There will not be too intense moves on either side. But she obviously underestimated the tyranny hidden in the Son of Barr.

"Son! You want to control me! Go to hell!!!"

Without any warning, Aberdare burst into a terrifying aura in an instant. The whole body was covered with red and black scales almost in the blink of an eye. Ten fingers of blue veins burst out, and they became terrifying in just a few seconds. Claws. His eyeballs were already full of blood-red color, as long as he glanced at it, he would be affected by the endless killing.

Seeing this situation, Henry couldn't help but cursed secretly in his heart: "Damn it! Something went wrong at this time."

Obviously, anger let the subconscious mind of the **** of killing dominate the body again. Although it has not completely transformed into a terrible killer, it has lost its reason and only the most primitive instinct remains. Looking at this posture, I am afraid that it will be difficult to recover without tearing all the creatures in front of him to pieces.

"Goddess is on! This...what kind of monster is this!!!" Ferry also realized that he had caused a disaster, and hurriedly waved his whip to pounce on the son of Barr. But it is a pity that the seemingly fierce snakehead whip is like a rope in front of the incomplete killer, and it is directly torn apart.

You must know that before Baal's fall, the slayer form was his incarnation, possessing the same power as a god. Except for a few legendary weapons and armors, others will shatter as long as they are touched lightly, especially the pair of shimmering claws, even sharper than dragon claws.

"Roar!!!" Aberdare opened his mouth and let out a low growl, tearing the eldest daughter's belly with one claw.

Blood splattered! A large intestine flowed out along the one-foot-long opening.

The severe pain made Feili immediately understand his situation and shouted frantically: "No!!! You can't kill me! Stop! I will order you to stop as a high-ranking priestess!"

But all this was of no avail. Aberdall, who was dominated by the killing instinct, couldn't hear any words, and continued to wield his claws to grab more flesh and blood. At the moment when he was about to dig out the heart of the eldest daughter, he was kicked away by a rushing black shadow, hitting a lot of tables and chairs in a row before slowly stopping.

This shadow is not someone else, it is Henry who has been playing dead. But at this moment he can't hold on anymore. Because Fei Li was dying, the blood was like a fountain, flowing continuously along the wound in his stomach. Moreover, the intestines were also pulled out of the body in a large amount, and it seemed that it was going to die soon.

"Help...me...help me..." the ambitious eldest daughter called weakly. Her eyes started to fade slowly. It seems that the consciousness is not very clear, and he can't even save himself by using magical techniques.

"Oh my god! What did I do? This kind of problem occurred at this critical moment." Henry complained, while taking out a bottle of powerful healing potion to pour it down on Ferry.

At the moment when the cork was opened, he suddenly had a warning sign and hurriedly rolled sideways. Facts proved that this action was simply too wise, and saw an afterimage instantly rushed to the place where he was just standing. Even the marble on the ground was scratched and shattered, and countless stone chips were scattered all over. The shaved face hurts.

"Roar!!!!"

The unreasonable Aberdare let out a low roar again, and his body exudes a chilling breath. He has completely lost his human form at this moment, with black and red scales, a sturdy tail, claws that can easily cut a stone, and a big mouth full of fangs, just like a complete form of a killer.

Henry could even see that there was a plane channel extending from the throne of the **** of slaughter, directly connected to the son of Baal, and the body was supported by a steady stream of divine power. Maintain the form by burning the vitality contained in the blood.

There is no doubt that such a situation cannot last at all, and it is very harmful to the body. In the absence of one's own divinity. Once the last trace of vitality is burned out, then this person will also die, and both the soul and the **** will be drawn away and become part of the **** throne.

As an investor, Henry certainly couldn't sit and watch Aberdare hang up like this, so he could only helplessly draw out his weapon and whisper to himself in a low voice: "Well, since you want to fight, then come on, I will Give a lesson to you, reckless idiot. The province will lose control next time."

He can no longer take care of the dying Fei Li now, staring at every move of the killer with all his attention. In order to be able to respond at any time. You must know that the killer is not only just biting and tearing, but also has a lot of spell-like abilities. This is recorded in ancient books.

Aberdare licked the blood on his paws, suddenly accelerated, and rushed up in less than a second, and there was a layer of light blue icy on the paws, with a hint of coolness, which also brought it A deadly threat.

"Oh? You can actually enchant your own paws? It's a good spell-like ability, but it's useless to me~www.ltnovel.com~ He just took out the Book of Thousand Dharma, opened one of the pages, and activated it. The spell above.

In an instant, an invisible energy stand surrounded him, and when he was about a foot away from his body, the killer seemed to have hit something invisible, and he couldn't get closer if he wasn't used to scratching and biting.

Six-level magic "protective magic weapon", any object containing magical energy will be isolated by a powerful force field. Only a single spell can resolve all the attacks of the slayer, and the power of high-level spellcasters can be seen from this.

But the reason why the Killer can be turned into the incarnation of Baal, of course, can't be so capable. After discovering that his claws and teeth were completely useless, he immediately grew his mouth, and violently sprayed a large amount of strong acid with a pungent smell from his throat. No need to look at it, he knew that it was extremely corrosive, no less than an adult black dragon.

"Damn it! This is really disgusting." Henry frowned, turned a page again, blessed the protective acid on his body, and pulled the cloak right in front of him.

Most of the acid was blocked by the magic wall, and the remaining few were also stopped by the cloak. After all, the outermost layer of this cloak is black dragon skin, which is extremely protective against strong acids, and no acid can cause any damage to the black scales. To be continued