King's second element

"what……"

Suddenly, the angle of Gilgamesh sight is slightly changed.

"Magician ...?"

Suddenly, I was originally standing on the window and looked at the two rituals and Hertani Gilga ~ Mashi disappeared.

"Type ... still weave."

Tong Tong also looked at the two-rituals that were wet. It could not be close to the two rituals. He has a umbrella in his hand. He wants to let the two rituals are also covered by umbrellas, not - icy The rain falls.

Looking at the teenagers who came to themselves, there were obvious laughs on the face of the two rituals.

Brush.

That is the sound of the blade breaks the air.

Yes, the personality named two instruments, using two rituals, to trial his black Tong dry.

"Hey?"

After all, it is just ordinary people, but Tong Tong also faces, and the body's ability is backward.

Black Tutong is also stunned, and some is incredible to watch two rituals ... is wrong, the eyes are weaving.

It is half a half that wants to clean up the umbrella for two instruments.

Black Tutong is also numb, if you cut the knife on his body, he will also be asked with the umbrella.

The headless body spurts the buddhism, it is like a fountain ...

The girl stands in front of the headless body sprayed with blood, showing a strange smile.

The heart of Hegong also raised a strong fear. In the face of fear, or the specific should be said to be a life and death crisis, some people are scared, then standing in the same place, some people will explode amazing resistance in order to survive, and there are Some people will ... turn around.

"Hehe ..."

I looked at Tong Tong also lost the umbrella in my hand, the longer the more far, the two instruments sent a silver bell.

In this rainy night, the laughter of the two instruments is elegant in this bamboo forest and looks particularly cold.

I want to kill me, he really wants to kill me.

Bruky black Tong also, full of thoughts, weaving him.

"Why, why do you want to kill me !!"

Black Tong did not understand, why, why do you want to kill him? Is it not very harmonious? why! ?

Black Tutong does not understand.

"Magician, because of it."

The golden glory flashed, outside the bamboo forest, Gilgamesh stood under the dark street lamp, asked against the air, asked in the air.

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A black crack gradually expanded, space was torn, and a dark circle was heavy from the torn spatial space, and the expression of a serious man came out.

"For the vortex of the roots."

The magician naturally is the absurdication.

"Oh? Oh, yes, if it fluctuates, if you can't feel it, then the magician of your maintenance soul is still white."

Gilgamesh made a little thoughts and wanted to understand everything.

Today, the fluctuations are very large, and it is already too big to kill the extent to which Black Tutong is also.

Gilgamesh knew that if you kill the black Tong, then this personality will be broken from today. It is also destroyed that Gilgamens will look forward to it. It is looking forward to what kind of things to do for the friendship between him and Hei Tuan.

"Magician, you can leave, here there is me."

Gilgamesh's words are unquestionable.

"I can't let the vortex of the root before I die before I haven't awakened."

Randie Zongli does not mean the meaning.

"I am, she is not so easy to die."

Gilgamesh looked deeply with a wilderness.

The scarlet eyes are flashing, even if you are a good temper, it is still just like eating drinking water, it is easy and simple and simple.

"Hey? It seems that you want to see my strength."

There is no way to do, the magician who wants to chase the truth, which will be so easy to refund.

"Originally for the body, I don't have the idea that I want to shoot, but since you want to see my strength, then ..."

Let you see it!

The golden brilliance is highlighted behind Gilgamesh.

It seems to reduce the influence to the lowest level, but also let the absurdion Zongli recognize their strength, Gilgamesh launched more than ten golden pools.

"Not afraid", "Diagon" ... "

...

Randie Zongli is not only a magician pursuing the "prototype" of the soul, but he is still an outstanding metacian.

However ... junction ... For Gilgamesh, which has all treasure prototypes in the world, it is too much weapon that can break up the junior.

The ridiculous Ye Zonglian will launch two junities, and the number of sharp edges is in his belonging.

"Vomiting ... It's really a British seat."

I deeply saw a light Yue Gimsh, and the ridiculous Ye Zongli went down.

Just as Gilgamesh said, the body, when the vitality is lost, it is like a dust, dissipating.

Chasing, escaped.

Urgent breathing, getting closer cold.

"I can't escape ..."