This is the difference in the style of the camp, but everyone has already been mentally prepared when they join it, and there will be no radical behavior because of this. Unless a god in the camp of order, regardless of the life or death of the believers under his hands, then something big will happen!

Feeling the vibration of divine power in his body, the muscles of his right arm twisted, and Bane knew that his time was running out, but he was still holding on, because he knew that he was not alone! He also has a teammate, and this teammate's name is Frederick Gladstone!

Well, that's right, and a teammate! I almost forgot about it!

The around Frederick Gladystone was getting thicker and thicker, and Rosalind Merlin Abraham's attack on him could no longer cause him the unbearable pain he had been, but Frederick Gladstone did not show it, but showed great pain, and the roar of pain kept coming out. It's like you can't hold it up at any time!

And Frederick Gladstone did not use his new keratin to replace the skin that could be shed at any time, causing Frederick Gladstone to look very embarrassed at the moment!

All the members of the royal family seem to feel the dawn of victory, Isaac Merlin Abraham holds a dark red shield in his left hand, and an object that looks like a sword and a staff in his right hand, with his swing, a series of swords mixed with magic come out, if there is anything outstanding is that he has this pair of dark red wings behind his back, but if you look closely, you will find that this is not a wing at all, but a condensed sword qi! Judge of the Blade!

This is an extreme profession that pursues extreme output, and the shield in his hand is not used for defense at all, it is actually a condensed sword qi, and the reason why the treacherous blade is called a treacherous blade is because you never know where his offensive position is, and all the equipment on his body can be turned into by his will!

Gear may seem like a drag to them, but it's clear that Isaac Merlin Abraham has reinvented the class and turned it into a more suitable combat mode! The reason why masters are masters is not that they have a gorgeous list of professions, but that they can make a more perfect match through their understanding of the professions, and become a system that is completely suitable for them!

Apparently Isaac Merlin Abraham has already achieved something in this regard!

"Trick Blade: Ten Thousand Miles of Blood!" The wings behind him dragged him towards Frederick Gladstone, and the sword-like staff object in his hand was waved to the extreme in Isaac Merlin Abraham's hand, and as he danced, the dark red wings behind him slowly became smaller, and I saw that by Isaac Merlin Abraham's side, the dark red sword qi kept moving, and it really looked like a piece of snowflakes floating in the sky!

Jerked!

Isaac Merlin Abraham threw the weapon in his hand out, as if sensing something, the dark red sword qi beside Isaac Merlin Abraham seemed to smell blood, and they all followed the direction of the weapon's impact! From afar, it looks like a shark is opening its jaws and biting sardines that have been separated from the group due to fright!

"Blade Shark Twist!" Isaac Merlin Abraham's face swelled with an unnatural paleness, this move was the strongest move he could use, the second and third sisters looked relaxed on the surface, but he knew that this was just their pretending, and as their eldest brother, he naturally needed to stand up at this moment!

Holding on to prevent himself from falling, he has to see how powerful his move is, the speed of Isaac Merlin Abraham's move is too fast, Frederick Gladstone has just blessed his body with the magma defense technique, this move pounces in front of him, bite!

The shark's open mouth bit down fiercely, saying that it was just a bite, but the dark red sword qi behind it would not dissipate because of this, impact! Continue the onslaught!

Frederick Gladstone feels like he's going crazy, isn't it a human country, how can there be so many perverts?!

That sorceress made a mess of herself just now, and now she's coming?!

I just want to change my destiny through a part-time job, is it wrong?

first followed an unreliable boss, and now I have encountered such a group of thugs with amazing combat effectiveness. Is the world so unkind to the weak?

Hey~ Anyway, there seems to be something wrong.,I seem to be a strong person.,This plot should be me beating this group of humans.,The rumors I hear about humans on weekdays aren't all about the strength of ants.、Pig-like wisdom plus delicious meat.,Well,It seems that that's all there is.。

If he hadn't heard these messages, he wouldn't have followed the unreliable boss out to beg for a living, how do you feel like you've entered a fake human kingdom now?! Is it because of my luck, or are all the things I see and hear on weekdays fake?!

Pain! It's the kind of physical and mental exhaustion pain when a whole piece of flesh is torn off and then your opponent is still unwilling to let you go, sprinkling itching powder on your wound and making you want to cut the wound directly!

"Roar~~" At this moment, it seems that only the sound can vent the pain in his body, Frederick Gladstone looked at his injured thigh, that place has exposed bones, not only that, the dark red sword qi into the bone gangrene kept drilling into his body, so that he could not mobilize his strength to recover the injured place!

"Boom!" Frederick Gladstone was unsteady, leaned forward, and fell to the ground, his already unsightly face was full of hideousness at this moment, and his dark red eyes seemed to be able to erupt flames at this moment, humiliation! What a humiliation! Originally, he thought that he had devoured the divine power of a god and that he could walk sideways in this human realm, but the reality told him that he was dreaming!

"Damn humans!" Frederick Gladstone's angry tone spread throughout the battlefield, and although he used demonic language, none of the people in the audience knew a few foreign languages, and they didn't even need to find a translator.

"Demons, retreat from our land! I can spare you, or you may not be able to go back to the bottomless abyss of your hometown! Christopher Merlin Abraham the Great, dressed in a dark black robe, spoke to Frederick Gladstone in a very fluent demonic voice, his eyes shining with bright silver light at this moment, and he looked like an angry god!