"Retreat."

At the moment when they saw this terrifying blade light turned out, Glenn and Johnson's pupils suddenly shrank, and they roared in unison, their bodies turned sharply like electric lights, and dispersed towards both sides.

However, the others are not newcomers who have never seen the world. Before the two of Glenn reminded them, they had already consciously started to dodge, exposing the two of Glenn and Johnson who had been surrounded by the bright knife. Under the mans.

Perceiving such a situation, although they had expected it in their hearts, Glenn and Johnson still couldn't help their mouths twitching, and cursed a few words in their hearts.

Sa!

The solid blade light is like the essence, coming through the air, tearing the night wind, and uttering a sharp whistle.

The force of horror tore the oncoming gusts to pieces, turning them into dense fragments of wind blades and scattered them in all directions, attacking the eight people who had not yet fully stabilized their bodies on the opposite side.

Ding Ding Ding!

Sounds like iron strikes sounded continuously, as dense as the sound of raindrops hitting the earth in a violent storm.

The few people scattered around showed their magical powers, avoided the blade light that broke through the air, and blocked the broken wind blade.

Rumble!

A muffled thunder suddenly appeared in the silent night sky, and the sound of thunder rolled, resounding across the sky, with a depressed breath.

In the carriage under Allen and the others, sleeping passengers in the late night without the aid of the [Soothing Potion], hearing this voice, they couldn't help but open their eyes in a daze, with an unpleasant color on their faces.

But they didn't make any strange behavior, they just cursed a few words and then adjusted their sleeping position and continued to fall asleep.

This is also a matter of course, after all, in their opinion, although thunder is annoying, it comes from nature and cannot be stopped.

On the roof of the car, there was no one in the place where Allen was standing, only a funnel-shaped sonic boom left in place and two shallow footprints on the top of the car telling what had just happened.

As soon as he pulled the knife out of its sheath, Allen had already turned into a streamer and followed the piercing blade light and shot away.

The white golden sword light was just the natural spill of Allen's power for too long, not Allen's real killer move.

The platinum streamer tore through the sky, with a vague shape, like a long knife magnified countless times, with a sharp meaning of indestructibility and indestructibility, it broke through the sky.

Glenn, Johnson and others, who had just avoided Allen’s previous horrible swordsman, had not yet fully adjusted their balance because they resisted the Broken Wind Blade, they had already sensed the threat of horror as if they would die in the next moment. .

At this critical moment, Johnson and Glenn also knew that they and the others could no longer hesitate. If they continue to hesitate, let alone complete the task, even their lives will be lost here.

Johnson's pupils suddenly contracted, and densely packed bloodshot like a snake suddenly appeared, spreading all over the eye socket.

His pupils were blood-red as if the next moment he would shed blood and tears, Johnson's lips opened silently, and red blood suddenly poured out of Johnson's mouth, ears, tongue, nose and eyes, portraying Johnson himself like a ghost, which was horrifying to the extreme.

【Immortal Stigma (Imitation)·Royal Power】

Hum!

The magic particles in the air gathered in an instant as if they were summoned, and a complex and complicated spell model was evolved.

Countless magical energy particles resonated with it in the void, emitting a clear and high hum, and even the dim night sky seemed to be infected by this scale of magical energy fluctuations, and there was a bright brilliance.

In the next moment, I couldn't control the extreme, and the sacred to the extreme, like the vast starry sky, the stalwart Qi machine was overwhelmed, and it was extremely majestic.

Suddenly ripples appeared in the air, as if they were crushed by some invisible force to form a concrete shape, ripples like water.

The air in all directions suddenly became stagnant, like a quagmire filled with silt.

The white golden sword light that broke through the air was suddenly dull. Although it was still fast, it didn't have the terrifying speed as before, and it was no longer an existence that was impossible to perceive and resist.

At this moment when the horror demon energy fluctuated by, Allen only felt that his body sank, and a terrifying gravity was exerted on his body, as if he was carrying a heavy ancient god.

[Suppressed by the immortal stigmata and kingship (pseudo) in the special field, it has the characteristics of golden personality and cannot be immune. 】

Allen's eyes swept across the stream of information that fell like a waterfall in front of him, chewing the key information in it, but he didn't show the slightest worry or fear.

The white-gold streamer bursting through the sky suddenly shattered, turning into dots of stars floating around, beautiful like fireflies in the sky.

Allen understood very well that after suffering such suppression, he could no longer wipe out his opponents as expected. Instead of reaching the opponent with all his strength and starting a long tug of war, he might as well stop temporarily and look for others. Opportunity.

However, despite saying that, a trace of regret flashed in Allen's heart.

He naturally understands that the opponent is not good, and from the number and dress of the opponent, he can see that they are not the kind of unorganized wild fox Zen, so when he first shot, he thought of killing with one blow.

Started [Blood], brewing the power of drawing a knife, preparing for the strongest blow.

After all, although he has self-confidence, Alan is not the kind of arrogant person. It is his philosophy to stifle danger in the cradle. What else is to fight the enemy fairly and get pleasure in the evenly matched, life-and-death battle. Such thoughts never appeared in his mind.

Moreover, after all, he has to consider for others.

Although they were all fighting on the roof of the car, the thin layer of car skin on the roof was not much better than a layer of paper for these extraordinary people who looked like they were waiting.

If Allen can't solve them in the first time, then the situation is bound to stand in a stalemate, and even if he presses too tightly, the people on the opposite side are likely to take the passengers below as hostages.

This is something Allen doesn't want to see, after all, in a sense, this is their trouble.

However, even if Allen made an unreserved shot at the first time, he still fell short.

No matter how fast Alan was, he couldn't be faster than thinking.

The pierced blade light was suddenly activated by the imitation immortal stigmata, and it stopped at a distance of ten meters away from Johnson and the others.

Such a distance, for the usual Allen, is no more than a short time, but because it is a little slower, it is already like the next day.

At this time, Alan, who was suppressed, was still strong, but his fighting power standing at the silver rank was already shaky.

After all, to be honest, it was surprising that Allen was able to barely stand in that silver domain after suddenly suffering from ten times the gravity.

The current situation of Allen is probably that it is difficult to kill the enemy, but he should be more than self-protection.

"You people, you really have something."

Alan held the scabbard in his left hand and the long knife in his right hand. He looked with interest at Johnson, who was already weak at this time, and spoke indifferently.

The blood flowed like a snake from Johnson's mouth, eyes, ears, nose, and dressed like a terrifying ghost with a majestic face.

However, although Johnson's face is extremely terrifying, his breath of life is still impressive, and he has not declined too much.

Sensitive perception unabashedly peeked in Johnson's direction, and his eyes showed extremely interesting colors.

"Magic energy crystal, you are really willing."

Suddenly, Allen said with a smile.

Although Johnson was isolated by some strange magic equipment, he still found what he wanted.

Compared with the magic energy crystal, although the name is very similar, the value of the two is very different.

Mana crystals are generally used to power various magic devices, for alchemy experiments, and for setting up magic circles.

But magic energy crystals are different. Although they are also a collection of magic energy particles, their purity is higher, energy density is greater, and their range of action is wider and larger. They often act on the manufacture of various cutting-edge appliances. Power supply for weapons.

Even just detonating the broad bean size magic energy crystal can create a devastating explosion that covers a radius of several miles.

Of course, this is just the roughest usage of the magic energy crystal, but anyone who knows a little bit about the use of it will not choose to do this.

It can be said that the magic crystal source is the precious non-renewable energy in the extraordinary social system, and therefore, it is reasonable for the price of the magic crystal source to be so high.

In the black market, not to mention anything else, an unused mana source the size of a broad bean is enough to sell for a high price of 100 Kimpton. If you happen to run into the guy who is in urgent need, it is not impossible to be more expensive.

Allen thought about the relevant information of the magic crystal source, and estimated the size of the magic crystal source based on the residual magic energy fluctuations on Johnson's waist.

With this magic crystal source alone, their cost of this operation exceeded 1,000 Kimpton.

That piece of magic energy crystal source was at least the size of a fist, otherwise, it wouldn't be able to motivate the imitation fake that carries a trace of real immortal stigmata power.

Even if it is an imitation of the immortal stigmata, it also means a certain degree of qualitative change, which cannot be measured by common sense.

Allen was even thinking that the other party estimated that there is no real immortal stigmata, but the price of urging was too high, so he used the imitation.

However, at this time, he suddenly thought of Hall, who had fought with them outside the city, and of the power of [Life Sharing] used by Hall at that time, and he had doubts in his heart.

The immortal stigma of Hall at the beginning must be a genuine product, otherwise, it would be impossible for them to inspire cloud energy to protect them from the firepower of the magic warship.

So the question is, since what is in the hands of the other party is genuine, what is the price paid by the other party?

The lives of those black iron steps?

It's not that Allen looks down on the existence of the Black Iron Steps, it's just that the gap between the Black Iron Steps and the Golden Steps is really different.

In this way, this analogy is somewhat inappropriate, because the most fundamental thing between the black iron and golden orders is not the difference in quantity, but the change in quality.

Just relying on the life blood sacrifices of a few black iron tiers, you can spur a golden tier immortal stigmata, and this transaction is really a bargain.

Strange thoughts flashed in Allen's mind, but in a flash, he focused all his energy on the situation in front of him.

Looking at the few people on the opposite side who didn't move at all, Alan thought about the other party's intentions in his heart, but spoke casually.

"Now the moonlight is just right, and the night breeze is fading, don't you want to talk to me?"

Alan conjectured the other party's intentions and wondered why he didn't take advantage of this opportunity to do it. On the other hand, his face was extremely confident, as if the host of hospitality generally entertained late-night guests.

"Alan Xiulias, worthy of being the son of Archmage Roy, possessing such strength at a young age is truly shocking."

"Oh, it sounds like you know my father."

Allen narrowed his eyes and looked in Glenn's direction.

Under the shining of the moonlight, Glenn's decent and luxurious tuxedo added a bit of brilliance, and the whole person added a bit of extravagance.

"I can't talk about acquaintance. I was fortunate enough to meet Mr. Roy back then, which left a deep impression on me."

Glenn smiled, his eyes shone with inexplicable light.

"It seems that the impression my father left on you back then is really profound, otherwise, how could it make you remember it for so many years."

Feeling the unabashed resentment emanating from the other party~lightnovelpub.net~ Allen sneered and said.

Hearing Alan's words, Glenn let go of his symptomatic disguise, his face suddenly gloomy, the kind of dark resentment, let alone Alan, even the Johnson and others beside him were a little surprised.

"The teeth are sharp and the mouth is sharp, I don't know if you will have such a hippy smile later."

Glenn looked at Alan coldly, gritted his teeth and said.

"Procrastinating time, you really think I don't know." However, Alan said mockingly and mockingly at the threat of the other party.

Hearing Alan's words, Glenn's face suddenly changed, who was still extremely confident, and Johnson, who seemed to be about to fall at any time but never fell, also shook his body suddenly and looked over in shock.

Hum!

The deep and heavy hum of spells suddenly resounded through the void, shaking the surrounding area.

However, a large group of people standing on the roof of the car did not perceive any difference.

But it should be, after all, this spell was not prepared to deal with them from the beginning.

A transparent mask with magical light flowing around quickly spread, wrapping the entire train under Allen and the others, protecting them tightly.

Sa!

Allen stepped out suddenly, kicking the ground, twisting his waist, and turning his hips. The majestic power was transmitted from top to bottom, causing the moving train to shake, as if it had encountered some terrifying impact.

But in a trance, Allen has disappeared, leaving only a lifelike afterimage on the spot.

After all these changes happened, the others standing above the head of the fast-moving train could hear Allen's last words from the wind-sounding night sky.

"The second round, start."