The Crowned God [West Fantasy]

Amedeo put away the spiritual pressure sword, indicating that he would not make another move.

Although Roger was not reconciled, he was not a person who broke his promise. He put the knife back into the scabbard with his backhand, jumped to the ground, and walked towards Camillo step by step.

"Run!" the blue sparrow shouted anxiously, but Camillo froze in place, staring at Amedeo floating in the air motionlessly.

In desperation, Lan Que had no choice but to throw his saber in the past, and stuck it at Camillo's feet. The Reiatsu on the blade awakened Camillo, but Lan Que lost the knife in his hand, and was immediately turned back by Seven Ghosts. Press down to the ground.

"Pick up the knife and run, Camillo!" she cried, kneeling on the ground, tearing her heart out.

Camillo was taken aback, as if waking up from a dream.Everything changed, after Amedeo said that, everything changed, Matthew, Blue Bird and himself, the three of them had to face the entire Dragon Clan, it was a dead end!

He bent down to pick up the knife with an uncertain expression, but stopped when his hand was only an inch away from the handle.

Because Roger suddenly said: "Don't touch it, it's a traitor's knife, it will dirty your hands as the young master."

Camillo looked up in astonishment.

Roger said with a grim expression: "Camilo, I know that you are still young and you can't tell the difference. The words of these two traitors are not to be believed. What's more, there are so many people in the Dragon Clan who still can't tell right from wrong! Don't touch them." Take a knife and come to me, I won't hurt you."

This is clearly giving Camillo a step down, as if to say, "Give up Lanque and Matthew at the point of understanding now, and you can still keep the young master's seat."

"Heh..." Camillo smiled, and he said dejectedly, "Why do these words sound so familiar, just like what you said to Matthew back then, if it wasn't for me, erase his memory of being imprisoned and let him go?" Go back and continue to be the young master, right?"

As soon as these words fell, the dragon clan was in an uproar.

In an instant, a powerful coercion rushed down quickly. The clansmen who were whispering just now turned pale with fright. Camillo stood dripping with sweat, and the air seemed to be invisible lead, weighing heavily on people. get up.I saw Roger laughing wildly, the violent air flow under his feet quickly spread in all directions, his long hair broke free from the hair rope and flew in the air, and both eyes were ignited with scarlet fire, this is the complete madness of the Dragon Clan. state of transformation.

Those scarlet eyes stared at Camillo: "It seems——your words mean rejection."

The fingernails under Amedeo's wide sleeves pierced tightly into the flesh of his palm. Camillo shouldn't have refused, why did he refuse!

With a weird smile on Roger's mouth, he walked towards Camillo step by step. The sound of every step was like a slow countdown, and the bloodthirsty murderous intent spread endlessly in the air——Camilo was dead.

But at this time, Camillo suddenly pulled out the knife on the ground, flew towards Roger like a beast, and slashed heavily at his chest.He didn't hold back in this blow, the speed was fast and the force was ruthless, and he exploded with all his strength, like an overwhelming force.

But when this huge impact hit Roger, it was lightly dispelled by another powerful spiritual pressure, and then his wrist holding the knife was tightly held by Roger, and the broad knife in his hand could not move forward at all. In half a minute, the powerful force almost crushed Camillo's hand bones.

"Ah!!!" He let out a scream in pain, raised his foot to try to resist, but was caught by the ankle again.

Amedeo's elegant and handsome face was already icy cold, his nails buried deep in his palm were stained red with blood, and his arms were trembling slightly.

"Want to make a surprise attack?" Roger said with a half-smile, "It's a good judgment, but unfortunately...you didn't realize that your strength is far behind mine."

With a skillful flip of his palm, he accurately and quickly withdrew the weapon in Camelot's hand, then raised his foot, and kicked Camillo tens of meters away.

Camilo slammed into the rock heavily under this powerful force, and his broken ribs pierced into his internal organs. A fishy sweetness surged in his throat instantly, and before he had time to suppress it, blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

But the torture was not over yet, and then a gleaming silver knife came straight at him, as fast as lightning, and clearly aimed at Camillo's right shoulder. The next moment, blood splashed all over the rock wall, and the sharp blade Going straight to his right shoulder, the bright red blood had already stained the cloth on his chest, and the blood was still gushing out from the wound.

His pupils constricted suddenly under the severe pain, and he couldn't even make any sound from the pain, only heavy and painful panting/breathing remained.

"Aren't you happy? I returned the knife to you." Roger smiled jokingly, then he turned around and pulled out his saber, walking towards the injured Matthew.

Matthew was stabbed by Qigui in the abdomen, and at this moment he was lying on the ground bleeding profusely. He clenched his fists angrily, staring at Roger with horrifying bloodshot eyes, but he didn't even stand up. have no ability.

In Roger's view, this was just a ridiculous struggle of a defective product. The cold murderous aura had already approached Matthew's neck, and it only needed to be cut with a knife, and the blood would be severed immediately.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Camillo suddenly erupted with power from nowhere, he suddenly drew out the broad knife with his left hand, and pounced on Roger again like a ghost, forcibly blocking the knife that Roger was about to slash.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat.com.

"You want to save him?" Roger raised his eyebrows indifferently, the strength in his hand gradually weakened, and Camillo's left hand holding the knife was trembling uncontrollably.

"Then pay the price."

The anger of being betrayed overwhelmed his rationality, and he raised the knife indifferently. At that moment, Amedeo gasped in shock, and he had already condensed the magic circle in his hand, but...it was one step too late.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Roger stared at this young man whose face was covered in blood and whose appearance was three points similar to his. His red eyes flickered, and finally returned to the original calm and deep darkness.

"Why didn't you go berserk just now?" He asked in a deep voice.

Camillo knelt down on the ground exhausted, the pain almost filled all his nerves, which made him almost react for a few seconds before he heard Roger's question clearly, asking him why he didn't go berserk?He is a human being, a rational person, not a monster who would kill anyone if he got red!

Even if, this is the purpose that Roger created him.

He raised his head slowly, half of his blood-stained face looked extremely terrifying, and he said in a low, hoarse but firm voice, "You'd better kill me now..."

"Otherwise, I will definitely kill you in the future."

The pitch-black blade touched his neck, and Roger slowly wiped the blood full of the knife on the white and tender skin, as if he was just using a knife cloth.

"Don't worry, after you kill your brother, it will be your turn soon." Roger said with a low smile, a kind of frightening madness flickered in his eyes.

But when Roger turned around, "Witchcraft? Teleportation!" Camillo and the three of them produced a red magic circle at their feet. Milo was very familiar with it.

"Hahaha, the transmission is successful!"

That was the first time he had seen Sobika, dressed in shabby robes and with messy hair, the strangest person he had ever seen.

"Young master, just bear with it for a while, and I'll let you fall asleep!"

Obviously, he can be hypnotized with witchcraft, why did he only think of such a damaging method of knocking him out at that time.

"Silly boy, this fire can only be extinguished by water-type magic, it cannot be extinguished by physics."

She knocked heavily on the floor. At that time, Sobika's anxiety and worry came from the bottom of her heart.

Thank you, wizard...

In a flash of white light, the figures of the three people disappeared out of thin air.

"So--! Bi--! Ka--!" Roger's roar was deafening.

The person involved suddenly put on the hood and dodged behind a soldier, clutching his clothes tightly. Roger couldn't see me, couldn't see me—— couldn't see me——

The soldier wanted to cry, but why didn't he use his invisibility, "Master Wizard, if you pull my pants again, it will fall off!"

In witchcraft there is a principle of sword and shield, if the sword is created first, it will be invincible and can break any shield created by the same person; but if the shield is created first, any knife created later will not be able to crack This shield, unless the previously created shield is destroyed first.

In the same way, Sobika's enchantment already existed, and she couldn't break the local rules she set, that is, she couldn't pass through the enchantment to send people outside, so Roger concluded that the three must still be in Dragon Valley.

"Everyone, search for the rebels, and don't let go of any corner of Dragon Valley!"

A senior cadre under Seven Ghosts leaned into his boss's ear and secretly asked, "My lord, what should we do?"

The Seven Ghosts pinched the man vigorously, and reprimanded him: "Since the patriarch ordered the search, why don't you hurry up!"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Then, Seven Ghosts said in a very soft voice that only the two of them could hear: "Don't go to West Valley."