The sword blades clashed, spattering dazzling sparks, and the blood-stained steel blade carried a cold light, cutting off Yasin's arm, but his body collapsed in an instant, and he was obviously a clone.

Although the two were close friends when they were young, once their weapons turned against each other, there was no possibility of deliberately holding back.

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Yassin wanted to wait for Luke to recover, so Casillas had to use swordsmanship to convince him in the shortest possible time.

It is his bottom line not to kill his old friend Yasin, but if the other party knows the gap and still persists, the steel blade will be ruthless.

when!

Sparks flew everywhere, the six-petaled flower had burst into a gap, Yasin's aura was slightly disordered, and his faceplate had long been cracked, revealing a handsome, but extremely unwilling face.

The ghost tribe has always been taller, and their bodies have many weird features compared to humans, such as the horns of the magic sword Beyaro, the ghost face on Casillas's arm, and the "big belly", etc.

Yasin also has a horn on the top of his eyebrows and has a slimmer figure.

"Casillas, let me ask you, if Kahn can be called invincible, why not attack the Silent City?"

With a backhand sword, Yasin was pushed back several meters. He shook his head gently: "The realm is different and the needs are different. What he wants is a kind of water, not a world."

"Could it be the water of immortality?" Yasin stroked the blood on his arm and suddenly laughed coldly: "It turns out that he is also afraid of death. He is afraid of the dead. How dare he call himself invincible!"

A person who could barely be considered a first-class figure in the demon world actually dared to laugh loudly at the man who had been recognized as invincible for more than a thousand years.

Many strong men who were looking at the battlefield coldly showed incredulous expressions. Casillas's sharp swordsmanship even showed a flaw, and his arm was scratched by a cross dart.

"This is not like you, Casillas. You have always been a war-crazy character. How can you get distracted so easily?" Yassin took advantage of the offensive, but did not attack again with the sword.

"Yes, I understand everything you said."

His eyes did not linger on the wound at all, as if it was just touched by a fly. Casillas rarely fell into memories, caressed the steel blade, and murmured: "But, he is really a monster, I took it... The swordsmanship and combat experience I was proud of seemed to shatter at the touch of a finger, like a dead leaf that fell after autumn."

More than a thousand years have passed since that challenge, which was not a battle. During this time, he practiced swordsmanship eagerly and his strength improved again, but he still had no confidence at all whether he could hurt the monster. .

The gap is like an abyss. It would take an unimaginable amount of time to fill it up with stones. Thousands of years are just a drop in the bucket.

Thinking of this, Casillas suddenly understood something about Destiny.

…………

Roar~!

The waiting army gathered outside the Silent City felt a dull pain in their eardrums. They hurriedly covered it with their hands and stared at the powerful man flying towards them with horrified eyes, but they immediately closed their eyes.

It is in the shape of an animal, with a huge yet muscular body, covered with fur that can withstand bullets, and its limbs are well-developed, thick and powerful. Each of its three heads has tusks turned outward, making it ferocious and terrifying. Its nostrils exhale rough wind, and the airflow is like a pillar.

The three-headed hell dog, its adult body is also famous in the demon world and is quite troublesome.

The three-headed dog that was once in the top-secret area was accidentally obtained from the demon world during the transfer experiment, and killed almost all the experimenters and the emperor.

Bang~!

A vine covered with barbs was hammered, creating a deep depression in the ground. The vine was tens of meters long, with a diameter as thick as an adult's waist. The main plant looked like a majestic high-rise building. It has a huge mouth with intertwined fangs.

Flower of darkness!

In the devil world, don't underestimate even a plant. If you are not careful, you may get angry on the spot.

At the end of the line of sight further north, there were still billows of smoke and dust that looked like thousands of troops, with an astonishing momentum. Apparently there were new strong men coming.

"Things seem to be a bit out of control."

It descended from the sky like a black crow and slowly landed next to Void Mage Ron. His eyes paused on Casillas for a moment, feeling slightly annoyed.

This big guy is obsessed with fighting and is easy to take advantage of, but sometimes he can be a little stubborn and do bad things out of nowhere.

"Lord Held!"

Ron immediately took a half step back and saluted respectfully with his staff.

She is the real leader behind Tarakuta.

As for himself, he is just a nominal spokesperson after the woman playing the piano.

Among the many powerful apostles in the demon world, only Held makes everyone respect him from the bottom of their hearts.

The apostle has always been unrestrained and often brought disasters. Held is a strong man who truly works hard for the future of the demon world.

Even when she was still "paddling" in Central Park, Kitty, the elf who didn't get involved in the war, had great respect for her.

The demon world is her absolute home!

As long as she gives the order, the sharp spearhead of the entire demon world will be aimed at everyone except Kahn and Prey.

The former cannot be defeated, the latter cannot be defeated...

Held wore half a metal mask on the right half of his face, with the surface engraved in the shape of an eye. Under the amber-colored eye on the left, there was a special tear stain like a tattoo.

The corners of her eyes were slightly raised, as if she was smiling but not smiling, and looking like she was crying but not crying.

Wearing a sexy broadcloth with the front and back tilted up, and the broad shoulders, the originally slender figure gave off a mysterious majesty.

I don’t know if the Demon King Schaller’s trench coat style was learned from Herder...

Unlike Casillas, who suppressed the entire crowd with the intention of fighting, Held simply stood there without saying anything and gained everyone's respectful gaze.

She is not the king of the demon world, but she is better than a king!

"It's time for us to meet our old friends."

Held smiled slightly and took the lead to soar like a hawk towards the Silent City.

The armies below roared in response to her words.

Her eyes looked up slightly, as if she penetrated two dimensions in an instant, reaching directly to the world on the other side!

"You were chosen by that old man, and you were unwilling to become a blade in my hand. I lost one, and there are millions of others. Can you stop them all?"

This is her plan and a test.

Luke, the maker, is just a whetstone.

Rumble…

The vines of the Flower of Darkness entangled the City of Steel, and the sharp barbs pierced the alloy, leaving deep twisted marks. It was extremely eager to bask in the brilliance of the sun!

Held stepped on the blood all over the city with his toes, ignoring the hellish scene around him, and flew straight to the Mechanical Throne as if he knew the exact location.

She knew better than anyone that the power of the Hebron King at his peak could easily destroy any of the eight regions within ten seconds if there was no strong person to restrain him.

The steel roared in the Silent City, the traps were all activated, and the full-metal storm violently poured out, splashing blood that brought death, and seemed to smash everything into pieces.

"Boundary barrier, Da Ke'er, the number one in the Kaxiu sect!"

The Eye of Darkness provides a steady stream of magic power, and Da Keer holds up a purple barrier to protect the area and greatly reduce the number of casualties.

…

Buzz~

The sword blade screamed softly, and the blood-stained steel blade lay across Yasin's neck. The sword energy cut a trace of skin. This time, it was the real body.

Dang rang~

"Oh, I lost."

The six-petal flower is broken from the middle, the cut is smooth and sharp, and the sword is crisp.

"Casillas, I won't stop you, but for the sake of the past, please agree to my request."

"Mother-in-law, tell me what you have to say."

"I have a disciple, Jakarina. As you have seen, she is also in Silent City, and the Kaxiu sect is also in Silent City, so..."

He took off the bamboo tube from his waist and threw it directly to Yasin. The winner was already decided, so now he was a friend from Aiken and could talk freely.

"Her? I don't have that intention, but if I see her, I will take care of her."

In the demonic world where the weak prey on the strong, there are not many people who have suffered as tragically as Jakarina. Even if the steel blade is stained with blood all year round, Casillas is faintly moved.

Yasin's apprentice was an orc, and the furs of the orcs were high-end goods in the demon world. The combat specialists of the Kaxiu sect killed her parents in front of her eyes and took her parents' furs.