Wizard of All Souls

"Unexpectedly, you actually became one of them, even killing your own blood."

"Children and grandchildren are gone."

"Oh, in order to extend life, have you even abandoned humanity?"

Torre, the head of the Black Gold Regiment, did not know how many bad things were done in the process of establishing the Black Gold Regiment from scratch, and how many people regarded it as a cold-blooded monster with no heart.

But Mas has broken through his imagination.

"It's not just life."

"Dead!"

He didn't plan to continue talking nonsense.

The moment of roar.

Torre was bursting with vitality in his body, and he had planned to spare his life to kill Mas.

The long sword at the waist turned into a silver-white horse and struck Maas' head.

The blade was covered with black and purple venom.

"Zizizi ..."

Venom seems to corrode even air.

This is his bloodline ability, and his venom can corrode non-life like stones and dead wood.

The big knight had to dig a large piece of meat with a drop.

Dig slowly, let the toxins erode into the body, then it will definitely die.

The toxins produced by his bloodline ability have no antidote to himself.

...

The long table in front of him was blasted away.

The sword blade turned headlessly towards Maas.

Qiang!

Mas did not know where to draw a sword to block Torre's attack.

But the huge power attached to the sword made the seat under Maas suddenly split apart.

Mas fell to the ground.

Torre gritted his teeth, holding the epee in his hands, and pressed down hard.

The black-violet liquid covered on the blade continued to explode, and the black-purple water droplets dropped on Maas.

The venom corroded Mas's clothes, and "Ziz" burned his skin.

Even Mas, who is a great knight, is so splattered with so much venom that he will surely die after a while.

But Torre still hated.

He was going to hack Maas himself and chop it into minced meat.

Torre stood condescendingly, his body of life constantly exploded, holding down the sword with both hands and pressing down.

the strange thing is.

Mas sat on the ground, blocking Torre's attack with just one hand.

"Our talents are almost the same, the training progress of the breathing method is basically the same, the speed of sword skills and combat experience is also about the same, but your strength has always been one level higher than me, just because you are born with bloodline ability." The hand began to work hard.

Torre held the sword in both hands, and was condescending, as well as toxin blessings. In the competition of pure power, he actually lost to Maas.

"What the **** is going on with you?" Torre looked at Mas with disbelief.

"What do you think is the principle of the nine snakes to help people extend their lives? You don't know anything, you don't understand how great that person is."

"No matter how great the Nine Snakes are, you can't hide the sins you committed!"

Torre clenched his fists and slammed into Mas's cheek.

Boom.

Fist was naturally caught by Maas.

"Do you dare to physically attack me?" Torre's confidence was broken in a second.

"Zizizi ..."

The venom kept corroding Mas's hand, but Mas seemed to feel nothing.

Mas smiled: "I used to think of the venom of the scythe of death, and now it looks like a little hot bath water."

In the moment when Torre distracted.

Mas lifted his leg and kicked it on Torre's chest.

"vomit--"

Torre vomited blood and flew out of his body.

The wooden gate was torn apart.

Torre hit the railing, and the iron railing immediately bent and broke.

"Cough, cough cough ..."

Torre coughed up blood constantly.

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There was a confusion in his mind, and he couldn't figure out how Max would suddenly have such a powerful force.

With his current strength, Paladins are not necessarily his opponents.

The toxin he was proud of was actually caught by Mas with his bare hands.

"Run away, before he understands why he is so powerful, he must not confront him head-on." When he saw something was wrong, he immediately wanted to run away.

There is nothing shameful.

In his seventy years of life, especially in the previous decades, the number of escapes was countless.

Torre grabbed the railing, rolled over, and jumped into the air.

"Sir, the head of the group, it's easy to come, don't you get together with us?" A cold female voice sounded.

A whip came from the hallway and rolled around Torre's left foot.

boom!

Torre in the air was pulled back by the whip and hit the wall.

"Wow--"

Torre screamed and his left foot broke from his calf.

The broken section is being rolled by the whip.

Waving the whip, a woman with an iron mask covering half of her face-Mary.

Marie, one of his men, has the strength of the middle knight of the big knight.

He can't know more about the strength of Mary, when will Mary be able to hit him with a whip before he reacts?

He broke his leg all at once?

"what happened?"

"Either Mas or you, what are you doing?"

It's terrifying.

The situation was completely beyond his imagination.

In fear, Torre, who broke his leg, climbed upstairs and fled downstairs.

Continuously stimulate vitality, just to escape.

In front of his sight, a pair of shoes appeared.

A strong man stood in front with a greasy smile.

He knows who that person is.

His favorite apprentice-Limon.

He knows very well about Limon's strength.

"Isn't it possible that even Limon becomes so powerful?"

"The increase in strength is definitely limited."

"The Grand Knight's first-level Limon is absolutely impossible to be as powerful as Maas and Marie."

In fact, although Mary is strong, but if he is not a rash attack and then sneaked, he will definitely not lose so fast.

Torre raised his head suddenly, and a poisonous mist spewed out against Limon in his mouth.

He noticed that Limong, whose head was covered with poisonous fog, showed a painful expression.

"There is a play!"

Torre climbed to the wall like a flexible ape.

Punched towards Limon from a very tricky place.

"I teach everything you do. Even if you become stronger by an unknown method, you can't be my opponent!"

"drink!"

Limon's already confident face suddenly panicked.

After a few photos.

In the face of a broken leg, Torre was seriously injured, Limon actually could not beat.

Being punched in the chest.

Feeling a broken heart from his fist, Torre was relieved.

Hurry past Limon and rush towards the stairs.

"Uh!"

Behind him, there was a strong sound of breaking the air.

Turning his head, he saw the leg hacked straight from top to bottom-the attack from Limon.

"How is it possible!" Torre cried in horror. "The blow just broke your heart. How could you still be alive? Can you fight back so quickly?"

Click!

Limon's whip leg fell on Torre's waist.

Accompanied by a sound of broken teeth, Torre folded from his waist and smashed the ground.

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