The Face Changing Warrior

Chapter Eighty

Seeing the light-focusing sword in Roddy's hand, the muse opened his hands and coldly said: "Do you still want to do it with me! Although you have understood the'Holy Light Qi', you are definitely not my opponent. , Or throw away your sword."

Roddy laughed and shouted: "What sage stupid, do you think it is great to fly?" After saying that, he picked up a spear in the ground at random, held it in his hand and weighed it with one hand, and then struggling towards the air. Throw it!

The spear pierced the sky like lightning, and turned into a silver glow to shoot at the Muse.

The Muse took a light look, but didn't mean to dodge at all. He just slowly raised a hand, extended an index finger and tapped it lightly, and then a layer of brilliant silver light stopped in front of him. The spear thrown by Roddy hit the light curtain, making a metal-like crashing sound, and after a ball of silver light, it shattered into countless fragments and scattered.

"You are not my opponent, Lord Tulip." The Muse's voice was still indifferent, without any emotional expression, as if telling something that couldn't be easier.

Roddy's heart sank, but then a stubborn qi surged into his heart, holding the concentrating sword in both hands, suddenly the golden flames on his body soared by three points, and then the long sword smashed into the air, and a huge light blade faced the sky Cut off the muse...

Muse's slender eyes exposed to the outside with a look of surprise, and then his hands slowly opened, and a silver transparent light ball appeared beside him, enclosing him. Roddy’s half-moon slash hit the ball of light fiercely, and then the shattered light shot in all directions, and the sky was full of dazzling light. Even the stingers couldn’t open their eyes. The frantic wind swept the surrounding clouds It's all shaken...

Only after the smoke disappeared, the ball of light was still intact!

Muse glanced down coldly, put his hands down, and then the ball of light faded away.

"Don't you understand? You are not my opponent. You are just a low-level practitioner who has just cultivated to the'Holy Light Qi'. How dare to challenge the strength of the temple saints!"

Roddy was also extremely surprised. Seeing that his most powerful move did not hurt the other person at all, he was anxious and shouted: "Nonsense! I am an imperial warrior! Either fight or kill you! Do you want me? Surrender?"

But Andy said in frustration: "Boy, idiot, run! He is much better than you!" Roddy looked at the figure in the sky as if he hadn't heard him.

The Muse nodded and said faintly: "I was meant to kill you. I just want to see the strength of the so-called Tulip God of War in your Bright Empire. Your strength has almost reached the stage where you can comprehend the'domain power'. , It’s just a pity that you met me."

After speaking, the Muse opened his arms again, raising his head as if to embrace the entire sky. The silver flame on his body became more and more dazzling, and finally completely wrapped his figure in it, and could no longer see the figure.

The billowing dark clouds in the sky seemed to be attracted by his silver arrogance, gathering more and lowering the pressure... When the dark clouds collided, lightning flashed faintly, and thunder came.

An indifferent voice in mid-air groaned slowly: "With my god, call me to thunder!"

In his mind Andy only had time to yell: "No!"

Roddy held the concentrating sword with his arms under gesture, shielded his head, and opened his horse with his chest.

Suddenly, a thunder rang through the sky and the earth, and under the roar, an incomparable lightning struck from the dark clouds in the sky! That bolt of lightning was like a giant axe in the hands of an ancient god, and it slashed fiercely on the concentrating sword in Roddy's hand.

A huge flame was violently exploded on the vast grassland, and the roaring crackling sound was shrouded in the explosion of arrogance within a hundred meters around Roddy.

The short mountain bag around was hit by the radiant energy, and immediately fell apart, and the gravel, clods and vegetation flew across. The ground seemed to be turned up layer by layer, everything turned into dust in the flame...

The dust dissipated, and I saw that with Roddy as the center, a huge circular pit was blown out of the square 100 meters away! In front of Roddy's light-concentrating sword, a shallow light shield more than one meter large at the tip of the sword still protected Roddy's body. Except for the square inch of the ground under Roddy's feet, there is still crisp grass, and the surrounding hundred meters are deep pits of loess!

Roddy's hands trembled, blood was flowing from the corners of his nose and mouth, and the light-concentrating sword in his hand suddenly slammed, and the transparent blade broke into countless fragments, and then clicked, and the gem on the hilt broke into three pieces.

Roddy's face was pale, and the pale golden flames on his body had faded. Suddenly, his body became soft and he fell slowly. He closed his eyes tightly and lost consciousness.

The muse in the sky seemed quite satisfied with the scene he created. Although he couldn't see the expression on his face, his eyes were even triumphant. He said to himself, "It's no wonder the elder said this trick is a'spiritual thunder axe'. It can’t be used easily, it seems to be quite powerful.”

When he saw Roddy who was intact on the ground, Muse frowned slightly: "This guy is very tough, and he can actually carry my forbidden spell head-on."

His body slowly descended in mid-air and landed beside Roddy. He first glanced at Roddy, and then at Roddy's hand that was already shattered, with only one hilt left. The Muse broke Roddy's palm and held the hilt in his hand to watch carefully, frowning and muttering to himself: "This sword is weird." Then he took him into his arms.

Looking at Roddy, who was lying unconscious on the ground, Muse frowned. He was going to kill Roddy to take the head back, but he has been in the temple since he was a child, and since he has served as the saint of the temple, he has never killed a person personally. At this moment, there is no subordinate around him, so he can pick up the sword and go to the opponent. The head was chopped off—the kind of rude and **** thing that the self-reliant noble muse would never do.

Muse sighed, if he could blow him to pieces just now, it would have saved things. After thinking for a while, he smiled: "Although I want me to kill him, it would be better if I capture him like this alive. Humph, what military **** of the Bright Empire, as the great Tulip Duke... At that time, Master Bishop said so powerfully, didn’t I still have no power to fight back in my hands..."

Thinking of this, Muse stretched out a hand, and the black leather glove slowly emitted a soft white light, stroking it on Roddy's body. Then the dozen wounds on Roddy's body quickly coagulated and healed. Gradually stop flowing.

"Finally it's done." Muse frowned: "Otherwise, with such a **** guy, it's upset to look at it."

The Muse sighed, found a clean place and sat down slowly, then closed his eyes and rested.

Not long afterwards, a cavalry ran from a distance. The silver armor was shining in the moonlight. It was the other team of Roland Knights that Muse had brought this time, but the number was much larger.

The cavalry rushed to the distance beside the Muse, all rolled over and dismounted. A middle-aged knight in the lead strode to the muse and said loudly: "My envoy, the head of the Royal Third Knights, Biya, is reporting to you!"

Muse opened his eyes slowly and said lightly: "Very well, you are not slow in coming, are there other people?"

The middle-aged knight Biya said: "I have joined two teams on the road, and now there are other people who have probably got your news and are getting closer."

The Muse sighed: "Well, you first carry that person on a horse, and then we will return to our country." After a pause, he said slowly: "Be careful, that person is the Tulip Duke of the Bright Empire. "

A surprised expression appeared on Biya's face: "He is the Duke of Tulip?" He looked at Roddy, who was unconscious on the ground, and respectfully said to Miu Xishi: "The envoy is indeed a holy person of the temple! This time, your Majesty must have a lot of attention. It's a reward!" Then he turned his head and shouted a few subordinates to give up a horse and put Roddy on it.

After leading the red horse of the Muse, Biya bowed and said, "My envoy, shall we go now? Or wait for others?"

The Muse glanced at him and said lightly: "No longer! We will leave immediately, and others will naturally catch up from behind." After he turned on his horse, without looking at everyone, he walked ahead first. .

This Roland knight had a total of 2,000 people, and took advantage of the night to slowly move. At this moment, they have completed their mission, and the cavalry is advancing in the brigade, located in the territory of the ally of the Great Moon Kingdom, and there are people like the Muse in the team, but they are still cautious and marching quickly at night.

The Muse ordered the day and night to avoid Royantal's troops. Although they are still allies now, he has captured the Duke Tulip, for fear that Luo Yantar will come and ask him for someone. He wanted to bring this person back to the Roland Continent, so he couldn't easily hand it over to Luo Yantar.

About ten days later, at dawn each day, the Muse ordered the advancing team to rest, and asked his soldiers to find a low-lying place to station. The edge of the formal grassland here is not far away, and the water and grass are abundant. Even if you stand alone in the grass, you can't see it dozens of steps away as long as you bend down.

After stopping, the Muse carefully checked Roddy's condition again. Roddy was still in a coma, but the wound on his body was mostly healed. As for seeing the captured Duke Tulip in a coma for ten days, the Muse is also quite strange. According to the truth, the trauma on his body has been cured, and the person is still in a coma. At first he thought he was hurt by his forbidden curse magic that day that day. But when he checked it with magic, he found that his breathing was normal and his breath was steady. The Muse looked at the leather armor on Roddy's body, and suddenly moved in his heart, asking his knights to take off Roddy's leather armor. After repeated inspections, he sneered and said: "It turned out to be blessed with advanced magic. It's a good thing." After speaking, he threw it to the knight under him.

The Muse looked at the early days of the sun, turned around and said to Biya lightly: "Take a break, and send a few people around later. Are there any suspicious traces."

Biya respectfully responded, and then took a skin bag and handed it over. The Muse nodded, drank a sip of water, and said: "The Duke Tulip is optimistic. If there are people from Royantal, immediately hide him. Don't let them see. We are on other people's turf. ..."

When he said this, his voice suddenly stopped, and a pair of slender eyes narrowed slightly, with angry gazes in his eyes, looking at everyone in Biya.

"What are you giving me a drink!"

With a snap, the skin bag fell to the ground, and the Muse shook his body, almost unable to stand.

Biya and the several high-level knights behind him had already stepped back a few steps, and pulled out the cross-cutting sword in their hands.

"You dare to plot against me!" The Muse's voice is not so indifferent, and his eyes are angry: "Why! Could it be that Royantal bought you!"

Biya stepped back vigilantly and said loudly: "Your Muse, how dare I treason Biya!"

Muse said coldly: "I am your majesty's envoy, you dare to kill me secretly! Isn't it treason!"

Several high-ranking knights behind Biya, holding long swords, took a few steps cautiously, and surrounded the Muse. A grinning smile appeared on Biya's face: "Special Envoy, you are stupid. It is not a day or two for your Majesty to get rid of you. Just imagine that after you go back, you will surely take over the position of bishop of the temple next year. At that time, within the kingdom, Do you listen to your majesty’s orders or the temple’s orders?"

The Muse smiled coldly: "It turns out that the king can't understand the temple and wants to get rid of us. Are you not afraid of the temple? Can you fight the knights of the temple? Can you kill several elders?"

Biya spread his hands and said lightly: "These problems are of course not for your subordinates to worry about. Your Majesty's will, the Lord Rightist's warrant, I am only implementing it. As for the problems you mentioned, His Majesty will naturally have a solution."

The Muse took a deep breath and slowly raised a hand, but felt that the arm was sore and weak that he couldn't use any magic. Then he sighed, "What do you give me a drink?"

Biya saw that the other party had given up resistance, laughed loudly, and said, "For the past ten days, I have been drinking water for adults every day. The adults are used to being unprepared, but the water today is a bit different. Inside... A little red dragon blood was added."

The Muse sneered coldly: "Red Dragon blood, do you think a little bit of Red Dragon blood can poison me?"

Biya said indifferently, "Master Right knows that you are the black veiled saint of the temple. A little red dragon blood is naturally poisonous to you. But it can make you temporarily unable to use magic. As for sending you on the road, I am afraid I have to rely on it. Your subordinate's sword! Don't worry, the Duke Tulip naturally sent it back, and the subordinates are grateful to the special envoy for giving me such a great contribution!"

After speaking, a fierce look appeared in his eyes, and he slowly stepped up...

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