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Chapter 311 There is still a legend in this world!
Jakotos Canyon.

In a waterfall, in a hidden dark cave.

"This guy isn't dead yet, he's really tenacious."

Bright light rose, and in the darkness, the scarred body was being wrapped in a mass of blood-red liquid.

"Someone hangs him with his life, it's normal that he can't die," another person said.

"Who are you?" The blood-red blood turned into a blood shadow, forming an indistinct human body on the flesh, and Cassuccio asked in a cold voice.

A white, pure and flawless robe, dotted with golden edging, the person who spoke was smiling, his smile was fake, the corners of his mouth seemed to be forcibly drawn, the person squinted his eyes slightly and said: "The end of the crossbow Are you still struggling?"

"At the end of the crossbow? Although this guy is already wounded, how can you two be a legendary opponent?" Casicio laughed wantonly, but there was a trace of disbelief in his eyes. I have an impression of someone, but I just can't remember who it is.

"Legend. It's amazing." The white-robed mage laughed.

"Hey, stop playing with this guy." The soldier next to the white-robed mage glanced contemptuously, "Is it interesting to bully a child?"

"Children?" Cascizio was about to curse in a low voice, but he calmed down quickly.

The white-robed mage came over, and a beam of light lit up in his hand.

On the wrench of his right hand.

There is a word similar to a code name.

'Light'.

And the soldier standing there, covered by a silver-white helmet, also had a similar wrench on his right hand.

There is one word 'steel' written on it.

"If you kill this little guy, this person will die, right?" The white-robed mage squatted down and checked the injury, "The injury is really serious. That guy Ran doesn't know how serious it is, and he doesn't know how to deal with it lightly."

"Ran?" Casicio asked secretly in his heart: "These guys, are they with Ran?"

impossible.

If it was He Ran and his gang, the two of them should be dead.

Now that Uzumaki is unconscious, it is difficult for him alone to unleash the power of the legendary body. Once they fight, it is easy to be found out.

"Three days," said the soldier, "you've got to make this guy last three days."

The white-robed mage smiled, "It's very simple."

"But what should we do with this guy?" The white-robed mage pointed to Cassicio, "What that guy wants is Uzumaki's body, and the existence of this guy is obviously unnecessary."

Suddenly.

The white-robed mage stared at Cascizio with a smile.

A murderous intent suddenly fixed on Casicio's body.

Casicio's blood shadow trembled inadvertently, his mind went blank, he didn't know what kind of mirror image he saw, some only had a tiredness and the urge to die immediately, what's going on?With his willpower, he was actually frightened by this coercion check.

Not an opponent.

Who are these people!
His blood disciple, Uncle Casicio, has also lived for hundreds of years.

By chance, he and Ashbringer Vortex achieved a legendary body, stepping into a field that no one has entered for many years.

To be intimidated by a guy who looks like a priest.

What was even more horrifying was that there were still two such guys, and Cascizio set his sights on the taciturn warrior.

The white-robed sorcerer laughed and said, "Look, this little guy was frightened by me."

"Healing." The soldier said coldly.

A healing technique was thrown from the hands of the white-robed mage onto Vortex's body, and the scars all over his body healed rapidly as if regenerating at a super speed. When the degree of healing gradually improved, Vortex's breathing sound gradually calmed down.

"External injuries are easy to heal. Internal injuries will depend on his life." The white-robed mage said gracefully.

The soldier quickly put the vortex on his shoulder.

"Where is the sorcerer Dick Taro now?" the soldier asked towards the white-robed mage.

"Ran told me that the sorcerer Dick Taro is in Eryamisen." The white-robed mage raised the wrench on his right hand, and there was a mass of red light burning there.

This statement came out.

It made Cascizio full of doubts again.

Is this group of people with Ran?

So why didn't they execute them?
What exactly are they doing?
"You can't go to that place." The soldier frowned, "There is a remnant soul of an ancient elf tree under there."

"But Dick Tarot is there." The white-robed mage said regretfully, "Smart boy."

"What's so scary about the remnant soul of the ancient elf tree?" The blood man Cassuccio asked mockingly, "Aren't you human?"

He wants a cliché.

There is too little information. To find a way to escape while ensuring that he is in a safe state for the time being, he has to test on the edge. He doesn't know anything once he is blacked out, and the initiative is completely controlled by others.

"Yes, we are not human beings." The white-robed mage said simply and simply.

It's surprisingly easy to make a cliché.

It's easy for Cascigio to feel that he has auditory hallucinations, or the other party is not telling the truth.

"Ethan Gandalf, don't you think you talk too much?" The warrior glanced coldly at the white-robed mage.

"Too much talk? No, I just feel that the situation is under control." Ethan smiled, "Besides, do you think this little guy can escape our grasp? Besides, he will soon become our What's the harm in telling him about this?"

Ethan Gandalf!
Isn't that a legendary figure?

Casicio is a blood shadow, not a human being. If he is now in human form, I’m afraid he would have gasped. This news is too shocking. A well-known figure in the long river of history has appeared before your eyes. This is unimaginable and even more unacceptable for anyone.

gandalf.

That was the surname given by a god of justice and order when the age of gods still existed.

It means [the spirit of the wand].

It is used to describe its superb magic control ability, and as a human being, it has the same magical talent as the elves, and is known as the elves among humans. This is why the surname comes from.

Ethan Gandalf.

The third generation of Gandalf's successors.

He was the best of his era.

Heir to the name of Gandalf.

What the hell is going on here!

"And I remember. There is one more legend in this world, right?" Ethan said, "If we can't catch Dick Tarot, we can find him."

"You mean Ronte Karl?" The soldier said displeasedly, "Does his physique meet the requirements?"

"I don't know." Ethan said, "But it's better than going to Erya Forest to find Dick Taro."

"But if the physique is not suitable, we are wasting time." The soldier said.

"Then go catch Dick Tarot." Ethan asked back.

The warrior fell silent.

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(End of this chapter)