No matter how long you wait, there is an end.
Queen Suriel's magic weapon Fengyan Saw finally collided with the "Golden Spirit Heavenly Sword" condensed by the three brothers of the McCann Hundred.
At the moment of collision, the flames on Feng Yan's saw changed.
Is that a black light that continues to condense until it turns dark red?
No one could see clearly.
Everyone's eyes were blurred, and the space seemed to be distorted amidst the shocking loud noise.
The suddenly aroused dust of earth, stone, and dust immediately obscured everyone's sight, and the next moment, the dust of earth, stone, and dust was dispersed by powerful energy.
In the center of the energy vortex, Capricorn stood tall and firm with his black hair flying.
She was stroking her chest with one hand and holding the Feng Yan Saw upside down with the other hand. Her cold eyes were looking at the astonished Stephen indifferently.
The "Golden Spirit Heavenly Sword" has long since disappeared, while the three brothers are still standing there, motionless, maintaining the same appearance as when they took action.
However, from these three young bodies, it is no longer difficult to detect even the slightest breath of life.
However, they did not die either.
There was still a hint of horror in the absent-minded eyes of the three brothers, but the rest were completely blank.
This result was beyond everyone's expectations.
There was silence in the square in front of the city gate. The originally hostile parties no longer took action, but retreated one after another, keeping an appropriate distance.
The beauties of the Hundred-Man Group, since the three brothers were in trouble, had consciously gathered together and put on protective postures, as if they were waiting for orders.
Stephen felt his heart beating rapidly.
He is a high-level annotator and well-informed. He has already guessed 70-80% of Capricorn Tong's current situation.
To deal with a possessed injector, killing him before his condition is stable is the best choice.
The old handsome guy was aware of this. Just when he was about to make a move, a woman's sweet voice sounded in his ears: "Sir, please don't move! Otherwise, I will have to take action!"
Stephen's breath froze and he hesitated.
The other party's voice floats around, sometimes to the left and sometimes to the right, sometimes near and sometimes far away, making people unpredictable.
However, if we don't take action at this time, will it just go on like this?
Is this female killer waiting for Capricorn Tong to come over and deal with her together? !
The female killer seemed to have heard the chief's voice, and immediately transmitted the message again: "Sir! I am not a subordinate of Capricorn Tong. I am here just to be entrusted by others. I know your identity. Unless it is a last resort, I will not You are willing to be an enemy of McCann! So, please don’t move!”
Hearing that the female killer was really unwilling to fight with him, Stephen confirmed his previous judgment and felt a little relieved.
But, should we just let Capricorn Tong go?
As if realizing the old handsome guy's reluctance, the voice that was numb to the bones rang out again: "Sir! With such a high level of strength, you should be able to see the problem with Capricorn's eyes! In this case, why bother to risk your life and fight for it? What's the short and long term? Moreover, even if your remaining men join forces, they probably can't stop Capricorn Tong at this moment. If a fight breaks out, it's better if they don't cause trouble for you! By then, Capricorn Tong If she wants to deal with you again, I can only help her! Then, that kind of situation is really not what I want!"
The woman's voice made the handsome old man feel uncomfortable, but what he said made sense!
Although it would be a bit embarrassing to withdraw troops at this moment, fortunately, it can maintain some strength and avoid a complete stalemate with the opponent.
As for Capricorn Eyes...
Just spread the news that she is possessed, hehe! Then I'm afraid there are so many people who want to kill her that they have to queue up.
As long as the Suriel people still have a shred of sense, how can they allow such a woman to be their king? In the end, it’s not Hassan or Homulus who has the final say? !
Thinking of this, Stephen suddenly became smug.
He deeply felt that today's battle was fought well, and this result was simply better than all previous expectations!
So, now, the only question is, will Capricorn Tong give up?
"You guys, stand back!" Capricorn Tong said coldly to the knights in green.
These soldiers of Guta Town, the blood of the Chahan family, had just paid a heavy price in the battle.
Seventy percent of the three hundred people had gone, and now there were only less than a hundred left, and all of them were injured.
They sacrificed their lives, blood, and sincerity for Capricorn Pupil's restoration, but they only received a cold, even slightly arrogant order from the other party.
Coupled with the pain of losing their comrades and relatives, many people immediately became angry and about to explode.
However, how did they know that at this moment, Capricorn Tong was using her superhuman willpower to suppress the rampant energy in her body!
Every word she spoke brought a soul-searing pain.
There are no high-level injection masters among the knights in green. They don't know what a difficult predicament the queen is in now.
Looking at the charming red color gradually appearing on Capricorn Tong's face, Tuge seemed to have some realization, "Every order must be followed, have you forgotten? Back off, form a formation!" He roared to calm everyone's mood, Pulling and pulling everyone together to one place.
After Capricorn Tong gave the instructions, she turned to look at Balk.
At this time, Qian Qing hugged the old man and hadn't finished crying yet.
Perhaps because the Queen's aura was too terrifying, Balk suddenly woke up slowly.
The old man's eyes were dim, but he used all his strength to shake his head towards Capricorn Tong.
Capricorn Tong looked at Balk, and the look in her eyes became colder and colder, but then she let out a sigh and walked towards Stephen.
At this time, a strange scene appeared.
The three brothers of the Hundred Man Group were following behind Capricorn Tong like zombies.
Their auras were as calm as death, and their whole bodies were wrapped in a layer of deep black light, making them look particularly eerie and terrifying.
When the troops on the old handsome guy's side saw this, they became nervous again. They quickly moved near Stephen, assuming a posture that they would not hesitate to fight to the death.
After this bloody battle, more than half of the Hundreds had been lost, and the remaining surviving personnel totaled only seventy or eighty people.
If analyzed purely based on the comparison of strength, Stephen's side was completely defeated in this battle, while the knights in green were able to make a name for themselves through this!
"You, you haven't... I thought you..." Qian Qing was startled by the old man's sudden awakening, and finally stopped crying and gasped.
"My old bones, after being tortured like this, I'm afraid I'm not far away from death! But I won't die today! Humph!" Balk said weakly and depressedly.
Hearing that the old man still wanted to complain, Qianqing finally felt relieved.
"Hey! Then tell me, what's going on with that Dragon Blood Wood? Why is it in your hands?!" The beauty seized the opportunity and hurriedly asked the doubts in her heart.
The old man refused to wake up just now, so he wanted to avoid Qian Qing.
But now he couldn't hide even if he wanted to!
"Hey! Child! Since you have guessed it, why bother asking again?!" Balk said depressedly.
"I guessed it! You should say it or say it!" Qian Qing started to lie, while shaking the old man.
"Ouch! Be gentle! Be gentle! How come you're not as serious as your mother!" The old man's whole body was in severe pain, so he couldn't withstand such a forced confession, so he had to confess: "Your father and I were good friends. , but fell in love with your mother at the same time. Later, we accidentally got this dragon's blood wood... Finally, I took the dragon's blood wood, and your mother followed your father, and that's how we got you! That's all thing!"
Balk said, a rare blush on his thin, wrinkled face.
"Humph! I knew it. No wonder you begged for nothing to save me. It turned out that you felt sorry for my mother! I tell you, don't mention that person to me again, he is not my father!" Qian Qing pursed her red lips, said angrily.
"Hey...!" The old man sighed softly and stopped talking.
Qian Qing put on a pretty face and looked in the direction of Capricorn Tong, wondering what she was thinking.
