Rhode Island Park Project

"What are you doing? Is the magic circle outside related to you? Get out of there immediately!!"

"/*Kazdel swears*/, I told you there was something wrong with these guys! Just chop them up!!"

The first Sarkaz attacked immediately, but when he got close to the magicians, he covered his head and slowly knelt on the ground.

There was a fanatical atmosphere among the mages from Leithania.

"We have captured the melody of the Sunset Hall! I feel the breath of our king, our king is here!!"

"The great Horn of Origin will reappear on earth, welcoming everyone's worship!!"

The melody in the air became louder and louder, and the Sarkaz covered their heads and knelt down. At this moment, a low voice that seemed to come from another land sounded.

"Is this your goal? From the very beginning, you had no intention of retrieving our king's remains from Rhodes Island after helping the Sarkaz to victory. Instead, you wanted to take advantage of the chaos during the war to directly resonate with the Witch King's power."

A Leitanian magician looked up.

"Dead souls? Ha, who would trust the reputation of the demons? As the king's subjects, we must personally welcome the king back!"

"Foolish... Do you really think that the power stolen from me can be used so easily?"

The red magic circle suddenly began to flicker unsteadily.

"What? I clearly checked it!"

"How much do you know about Sarkaz and dead souls?"

The dead soul's voice was calm.

He discovered from the beginning that these Leithanians always made excuses to shirk their responsibilities, but in fact they were just working without putting in any effort, and were also secretly withholding the borrowed energy.

He never exposed it, of course he had his own reasons.

"This magic circle of yours is quite good, let me use it."

He didn't care about the Witch King, but the magic circles of these sorcerers were obviously very useful against the Sunset Hall.

He wants to directly receive the results of the surgeons.

The mages of Leitania were filled with shock and anger.

They had already carefully checked the secretly borrowed energy, but faced with a dead soul that had existed for who knows how long, their methods seemed to be ineffective.

Now the magic circle they painstakingly constructed is gradually slipping out of their control.

The melody that was being played suddenly became restlessly stronger, as if trying to break free from its restraints.

Arturo, who was playing in the Sunset Hall, frowned slightly and couldn't help but glance at the tube of accelerator placed next to him.

This was what Luo Hang left for her as an insurance policy for emergencies, but what concerned her was that the magic circle constructed by the Leithanian magicians on the airship was actually resonating with the power of the Witch King and gradually distorting space.

But, she didn't feel the power of the Witch King even when she was sitting in the Sunset Hall?

But now doesn't seem to be the time to think about these issues. She has already planned to take drugs to break free from the shackles of the dead soul.

It's not about getting rid of the Leithanians, but about helping them find the Horn of Origin.

She didn't know the purpose of doing this, but Luo Hang told her that this step had been in the mission plan from the beginning.

……

At the same time, the dead souls on the airship were also commenting.

"The remains of the Witch King are actually in Sunset Hall? It seems that Tracy's judgment has made some errors again. However, no matter what the result is, you have no chance... Um, who is it?!"

Suddenly, another melody that did not belong to the battlefield was forcefully inserted into the struggling melody, and it dealt a heavy blow to the control of the dead soul with extraordinary precision.

This is definitely not something that an ordinary person can do, so the dead soul immediately became serious and alert.

However, the opponent was also very cautious and left as soon as he touched him, so he didn't find much valuable things. Instead, after a moment of hesitation, Arturo immediately and decisively gave up the idea of ​​taking drugs and began to fully display his skills.

"Damn it."

The dead soul roared in unwillingness.

The red magic circle is gradually distorting. In just a moment, the other party has successfully communicated with the foreign land. The aura and darkness that do not belong to this world are gradually flowing down from the distorted red magic circle.

At the top of the Shard, Tracy finally turned around and looked at Theresa.

"The significance of our staying here has now begun to emerge."

Theresa remained silent.

Chapter 566: If you can’t beat your brother-in-law, how can you steal my wife?

Tracy did have a lot of contact with a guy who wanted to kidnap his sister, and he was more experienced than Manfred.

No matter what happened below, even if the storm above his head made it seem like it was about to collapse, he always stood at the top of the Shard and did not move a step.

He and Theresa stood there, and the Sarkaz, who were once known as the Six Heroes, had a force that was equivalent to one-third of the total force, and remained unshaken.

In fact, Luo Hang was indeed amazed at his brother-in-law who could protect his sister so closely and prevent him from succeeding.

When it comes to defending him, Tracy is indeed stable.

The last group of death squads rushed towards Vina and the others like the Gestapo, and he could only let Dubin lead his personal guards to meet the enemy.

He originally wanted to keep this trick to give his brother-in-law a surprise, but now it seems that he will have to put in some effort.

"..."

The dark crack in the sky has completely taken shape, and the magicians of Leithania are kneeling fanatically in front of the slightly ominous rift, completely ignoring the fact that the Sarkaz around them have been freed from their restraints, or that the flames are about to burn them.

Ursula, who was standing on the deck of Rhodes Island, turned her head as if she had sensed something, and found that Luo Hang beside her had suddenly disappeared at some point.

The pitch-black fissure suddenly shifted, appearing out of thin air above the Shard, shrouding the very top in impenetrable darkness.

The sudden change shocked many people. Fremont, who was fighting with Logos, had a sighing and complicated expression, but this expression only flashed by, and the old man waved to the young banshee who was already panting opposite.

"Our business is over. I won't get in your way, and you don't have to bother me anymore. This is what your doctor promised me."

As the old lich spoke, he opened a crack in front of him and walked in. Logos did not stop him. In fact, he did not have the strength to stop him.

Although he nominally inherited the position of Banshee Lord, he is still far behind compared to old guys like Fremont who have been sitting on the position of Lord of the Royal Court for who knows how long.

The old lich didn't fight seriously from the beginning, and just considered stopping him as completing the task, just like what the other party said, he was just dealing with it.

After stepping into the rift, Flemont did not appear in some strange place, but appeared in front of the Duke of Windermere, who was holding a long sword and looking very heroic on the battlefield.

Looking at the mature married woman, the duke, who was said to be blind in one eye and had a fierce face, but now had sparkling eyes and a beautiful face that looked even more seductive with a little blood, the shrewd old man began to mutter in his heart.

He dared to bet his life that this great Grand Duke was definitely ruined by someone!

There was no need for much troublesome communication. The Duke had already received Luo Hang's hint in advance and walked into the rift with Fremont.

This time, she came directly to a platform that seemed to be suspended in the dark void, like an arena, and the old lich didn't even show his face.

"I've already done what I promised you. I'm going to go and catch up with some old acquaintances."

Frémont left only this sentence.

Tracy, who was standing opposite Luo Hang and the Duke of Windermere, also heard it, but his expression remained calm from beginning to end:

"Is this your final plan? Or have you run out of ideas?"

He didn't want to underestimate his opponent, but when Luo Hang appeared in front of him, he still felt that he could stab this guy to death no matter what, so that this guy would not always think about his sister.

"Don't you think that a battle like this should end with a duel? That's the romance of a hero?"

Luo Hang still smiled.

"I remember you said you're not a hero and don't want to be one. I agree with you."

"no way,"

Luo Hang shrugged, "Girls like it."

Standing next to his sister, Tracy raised his sword expressionlessly.

"I hope you are indeed ready to be my rival."

If I let Miss Anferlis take over, you will have to eliminate the competitor for your sister!

Luo Hang complained in his heart.

Just as he was thinking this, the Duke beside him actually stood in front of him.

"I'm afraid you'll have to get past me first."

The Duke stood before him like a calf, his tall and handsome figure standing upright, making him feel extremely safe.

but……

Why does it feel like Miss Amferris is asserting her sovereignty...

He silently held the Duke's arm and walked out from behind.

"It's okay, leave him to me. This is a duel between men."

After all, if you can't beat your brother-in-law, how can you steal his wife?

The Duke glanced at him, especially at the man with dark circles under his eyes, who looked as if his face was hollowed out, and spoke with genuine concern:

"Can you do it?"

"——??"

He raised an eyebrow, "Don't you know if I can do it?"

Tracy: “——?”

Did a car wheel hit his face just now?

Theresa, who had been watching from the sidelines, suddenly spoke up.

"This is the competitor you chose?"

Tracy suddenly felt a little ashamed.

On the other side, Luo Hang, who was not directly told what to do but felt the Duke's teasing and provocative eyes, could not help but stand up.

Damn it, after the war, I will make sure that His Excellency the Duke cannot get out of bed!

Isn't it just before he reaches level 3?

"Stop talking nonsense and start fighting!"

Luo Hang said this righteously as he drew out the Magician card and passed it in front of him. The four elements merged into one, forming a standard long sword. He then continued to draw out the Strength card without looking at the Devil card that was actually overlapping on his side. He calmly activated it and put it in his jacket pocket.

The Duke still looked at Luo Hang with some concern, but Tracy no longer wanted to argue with anyone about who was talking nonsense.

Seeing that Luo Hang was ready, he flew forward without any hesitation.

"Keng——!"

The crisscrossing metallic sword lights and the long sword lights formed by the four-colored power of the four symbols instantly spread across the vast space on the platform.

Somewhat unexpectedly, in the first confrontation, Tracys' body was actually covered with several wounds. Luo Hang, who was in the state of "strength", was in a completely different state from the hollowed-out look just now. He was full of energy and took the initiative in the situation.

The Duke of Windermere and Tracy are both masters of swordsmanship, and letting these two people duel is indeed the most appropriate choice for the scene.

but,

Just like when the Blood Demon Lord first fought him, he tried not to overpower him with force, but instead humiliated himself by playing swordplay with him.

He insisted on taking the Duke's position as a swordsman. Putting aside the jokes, the real and most fundamental reason was simply one -

His swordsmanship is better than anyone else here!

Chapter 567: If you can beat your brother-in-law, can you beat your wife?

The Duke of Windermere was indeed shocked.

The more expert one is, the more he can understand the level displayed by Tracys and Luo Hang. They are all people who have used swords all their lives. Even if they have many nice titles, Anfeilis must admit that her attainments in swordsmanship are probably inferior to Tracys.

After all, the other party was already a great hero of the Sarkaz hundreds of years ago. Even if her daughter is already this tall, uh, this old, she is only less than half a hundred years old. She didn't naively think that she could win with the blade called Victoria.

But the truly terrifying thing was that even with such a Tracy, Luo Hang was able to suppress the opponent steadily with just a sword, and it was not just a simple suppression, Tracy even had small wounds rapidly increasing on his body.

The Duke was stunned.

If she could still admit her own gap when facing Tracys, then she felt that she could not understand Luo Hang's level at all.

So my little man is so powerful?