Although they were concerned about the whereabouts of the members of the Bronze Black Cross, they did not feel that any group would dare to kill their members.

I only hope that they are not affected by the battle between the disobedient gods and the godslayers.

While they were searching for traces near Thebes, they suddenly spotted a blonde youth appearing in front of them.

King of Swords, Salvatore Toni.

"Isn't this Erica? How did you end up here? ”

Tony doesn't remember names at all for people who aren't interested.

However, Paul Bluntree, the commander of the Bronze Black Cross, has fought against the Black Prince Drake many times, and also has similar swordsmanship to him, Tony still maintains a certain interest, and is also interested in Erica, whose reputation is more famous than Paul when he was younger.

And, if he remembered correctly, the ancestor of the Brontry family was a godslayer.

For a while, Tony was expecting Paul Blontree or Erica Bluntree to come up with a godkiller legacy that he didn't know existed to fight him a few times.

"Your Excellency the King of Swords." And after seeing this demon king, everyone present, including Erica, showed a respectful gesture.

Ancestors are godkillers, but Erica is not, and she is not so stupid as to ignore the respect she should have for a godkiller.

"The members of our Bronze Black Cross lost contact around here a few days ago—" Erica told Tony, the Sword King, of everything that had happened, except for some inconvenient news.

"I see." A relaxed smile spread across Tony's face, "You'd better be careful than that, Woban is in Egypt too." ”

After speaking, he glared lightly, and with a bang, the ground cracked, and his whole person disappeared in place.

And no one present could chase the disappearance of the other with their eyes, except that they couldn't catch up, because of Tony's strong movements, the earth cracked, and all of them fell into the big hole that collapsed.

They are naturally grateful for Tony's size, but for Tony's powerful power, they can only show complicated eyes such as envy.

Demon kings, gods of disobedience, even great knights who are almost at the pinnacle of human beings, are powerful beings that they can't fight against at all.

With their thick mana alone, they are able to ignore their attacks.

Even though the magicians have known for a long time that god-killing can gain power, few magicians have succeeded in such a long time.

Most of the god killers are basically ordinary people who don't know anything or even know how to fight.

......

The counterpart of the Bronze Black Cross, the Bronze Black Cross, was in northwestern Egypt and encountered another godkiller.

And, I witnessed the sight of the other party killing the god who could not obey.

While they were using magic to try to confirm the survival of the missing Bronze Cross by using the spell "Silent Helheim, don't disturb the sleeping queen of Eleudnir, dry bones Mordgood, sacrifice blood—", the wolf-headed god of disobedience suddenly appeared in front of them, saying something like "damn it" and "outsider", and was about to kill them, the Marquis of Warban appeared.

The old man, who looked like a gentleman, turned into a human wolf with dark fur in an instant, and killed the disobedient god who also had a wolf head.

It's so fast that they can't imagine it.

"The wolf who was knocked into the jar is not comparable to the wolf king." After stepping on the clay pot, the Marquis of Woban, who was wrapped in a wild breath, regained his human form, and his dark green pupils stared at them.

The silver-haired girl at the head, Liliana Clanichar, and the others all looked nervously at the Marquis of Woban, the famous wolf king for his tyranny.

Even if the other party is dressed like a British gentleman and is still an old man, no one will give him the impression of "gentle" and "easy to get along with".

"You guys, come here, what are you doing?"

Without taking the time to deal with his newly acquired powers, Marquis Voban turned his gaze to the Bronze Black Cross and the others.

Unlike the Red Bronze Black Cross's emotion of respecting Tony, the King of the Sword, facing the Marquis of Voban and everyone present, the emotions that permeated the hearts were the same respect, but the origin was fear.

Respect born of fear.

The Marquis of Woban asked nonchalantly as he straightened up his white gloves.

And the people of the bronze and black cross did not dare to have any resistance, and Liliana, the leader of the team, immediately responded and told the matter one by one.

When he heard this, Marquis Woban didn't take it seriously at first, but suddenly, a flash of inspiration and his keen sense of smell made him sense a clue.

"Where did they disappear? Take me there. ”

The words are not strong, but the flat tone is unquestionable.

Liliana and the others immediately took the Marquis of Woban to the place where the Bronze Black Cross group had lost contact.

Just halfway between Thebes and Cairo, a desert Gobi is located dozens of kilometers behind Thebes, surrounded by some ruins and ruins, which look like some ruins.

"Where is this?"

The Marquis of Voban looked around, a little puzzled in his heart, although he had the power of one Egyptian god of the underworld, no, now two Egyptian gods, but he did not know much about Egypt.

Because of Osiris's relationship, he knew more about the Egyptian underworld.

What stories were there near Thebes, he was not familiar with.

However, it doesn't matter if you're not familiar with it......

"In the name of the Lord of Duat."

With a whisper, a flash of light flashed in Marquis Voban's dark green eyes, and his vision changed instantly, and the entire area seemed to be transformed into the Duatte of the Underworld.

And in front of his eyes, ghosts also appeared.

The ghost in the buried object attached to the gravel has completely lost consciousness and is gradually disappearing into a broken soul body.

However, there is an area where there are no souls.

Osiris's power allowed him to see the lives and lives of those who died in places like ancient battlefields and cemeteries, and to force the dead to answer questions.

There's an area where there's not a single soul in it, not even a crumb of a soul!?

The Marquis of Vauban instantly remembered what he had seen in the "battlefield of Tony and Amunla".

The surrounding area, without half a soul.

It's the same as the area ahead.

Ignoring the Bronze and Black Cross, the Marquis of Woban, in the fearful and doubtful gaze of the Bronze and Black Cross, activated his power and restrained a fairly intact spirit:

"Answer my question, deceased—"

PS: A book friend said that I was always unpunctual and untrustworthy during this time, and I didn't update it on time.

Sorry, it's my fault for not updating on time.

I also know that since the last time I was bitten by a dog, the update has often been a little later this and a little later that.

I'm busy at work, and I don't want to just code words when I get home, so I spend almost all of my spare time on code words.

Yesterday,Not early this morning.,It's a chapter.,It's 2:38.,If you go down again, you don't have to go to work.,That's why it wasn't updated at noon today.。

During this time, I feel a little tired, and sometimes I don't want to code words when I put my hands on the keyboard.

I'll try to tweak it, and I'm not sure if I'll be able to update it on time.

Sorry guys

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