Wendorf, it’s time for you to give me an explanation today, right? "Ozcuqileng
"Sir, if you have any errands, just give me an order." Wendorf adjusted his magic robe and said with a wry smile: "But the matter of joining the regiment...Sir, you know, I have a lot of difficulties here. , some people are willing, some are not willing, we are all brothers who live and die together, I can't force them to agree, I hope you can give me a few more days."
"I've given you three days." Ozguch really wanted to rush forward and split Wendorf in half with his sword. Every time we talked about this issue, Wendorf always found ways to delay it, and his attitude also changed. Gotta get tougher and tougher. This time they had already said hello beforehand, and the two parties agreed to have a good talk at the ruins in the south of the city. In order to show their sincerity, he and Ximpera only brought more than twenty mercenaries, but Wendorf brought hundreds of them. Where are you coming to negotiate
"Sir, you can't force this matter, otherwise my brothers will be torn apart." Wendorf thought for a while: "How about... Your Excellency, give me another five or six days? I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer by then. .”
"I..." Ozgucci reluctantly swallowed back the swear words and said coldly: "Wendorf, do you think this is possible? Our original plan was to set off today to join the brothers from Madrid Town and go to support together. Heyerdar City, just because of you, I had to wait for you one more day, and now you actually tell me to give you another five or six days!? Wendorf, are you sincere?"
"Sir, you misunderstood." Wendorf explained with a wry smile: "It's really because the brothers can't agree on the same opinions, which makes people embarrassed."
"You only have a thousand mercenaries in your major alliance, and you want us to join you. What a joke." A mercenary next to Wendorf suddenly said: "I think you should join us. Under the leadership of Mr. Wendorf , talent…”
"Shut the hell up!" Wendorf shouted. This normally polite mid-level magician actually got angry.
"Sir, I am telling the truth!" The mercenary shouted unconvinced: "I have been a mercenary for more than ten years, and I have never heard of An Fei. Have you heard of him?"
"No..." Wendorf's mercenaries all laughed, saying that they had never heard of An Fei. This was intentional. Although An Fei's reputation is far less than that of Anthony, Marino, Muritao and others. Loud, but among young people, he is definitely a shining star.
"Look, they are just bragging. They boasted about the guy named An Fei so much. But they didn't dare to let him come out to see people." The mercenary said in a contemptuous tone: "Isn't he recuperating? ? Let him come out! You should let him come out!"
"Very good... You are very good!" Ozguch took a long breath. He could see that because he had been negotiating with the other party in a peaceful way for several days, the other party's confidence was getting higher and higher. The Mercenary Country This is a world where the jungle prevails, and most mercenaries are used to being straightforward. If you don't have so many twists and turns and your methods are low-key, they will think that your abilities are limited and your methods are fierce. They will think that you have a strong background. In this case, Ozgucci's attempt to exchange peace for unity undoubtedly failed, causing the opposite effect.
Although Wendorf's attitude was very humble, it was just a disguise. He sent an obvious signal through his mercenaries that he was impatient and hoped that this kind of thing would not bother him again.
"Ozguch. Let's go back first." Simpera said calmly.
Özguch glanced at Simpera. The so-called "go back first" means that he will come back later, and he will come back with a fight. But Simpera's idea coincides with his. If he just doesn't want to join, The big alliance still has room for maneuver, but if An Fei is insulted, the differences can only be resolved with blood.
"Okay." Ozgucci responded, turned around and walked back.
At this moment, everyone's attention was attracted by a violent wave of magic. A dazzling fire passed over Shuklan City and fell straight towards the ruins here. The servants watched blankly. Only then did the soldiers react and dispersed to both sides with a loud bang.
The moment the light group fell on the ground, a wave of air visible to the naked eye swept out in a circular shape. This place was originally a ruin, with broken stones and broken tiles everywhere. The rushing fire wave wrapped the tiles and stones in all directions. Shooting randomly, it covered a space of tens of meters in the blink of an eye, and the momentum was extremely amazing. Wendorf didn't have time to think about it, he raised the magic wand in his hand and released a magic barrier, providing a refuge for him and his men.
Özguch and Simpera showed joy on their faces at the same time, and they mobilized their protective fighting spirit and remained motionless. They had witnessed this scene several times before, and they immediately realized whose handiwork this was.
The fire wave suddenly shrank inward, and with another bang, it rolled outward at a faster speed. Then the fire all over the sky disappeared, and a scarlet long sword jumped into everyone's eyes. The most surprising thing was , standing next to the sword was a young man wearing a magic robe. With so many pairs of eyes looking at him, no one knew how the other person appeared.
Wendorf was confused. First of all, he didn't know whether the other party was an enemy or a friend. Secondly, he couldn't tell what kind of magic the other party had just used, and he couldn't tell whether the long sword that pierced the ground was a magical weapon or a pure weapon. Elemental weapons, as a mid-level magician, he has not had them for a long time.
A magic item that can make him speechless.
The matter was not over yet. A golden thunder appeared on the top of the damaged city, and then jumped straight into the air, shooting out with an aura that was so heavy that it made people unable to breathe.
An Fei slowly pulled out the sword and carefully inserted it into the sheath, while Susanna landed firmly beside him. When she was still a high-level swordsman, she put on the blue shirt to fight for the first time. She had already sensed the powerful defense provided by the blue shirt, but that was just the beginning.
The Azure War Robe is a sacred weapon passed down from ancient times to the elves. It was lost for hundreds of years and fell into the hands of Princess Victoria. Its function is not only to provide defense, otherwise it cannot be regarded as a sacred weapon. The most obvious thing is. The strength of the fighting spirit can directly affect the arc density of the blue shirt.
Now Susanna is releasing fighting energy at the level of a great swordsman. Countless electric arcs are swimming on Susanna's head and body. Even her flowing long hair is covered with electric arcs, one after another, never ending. It was obvious that she had an extra layer of defense compared to other peak experts.
The surging golden light has also changed Susanna's temperament to a certain extent. Usually Susanna is a weak little woman, but now she has become bold and sharp, and she is so bright and beautiful that even her sweeping eyes are reflected in the golden arc. Under the radiance, it also brings an inexplicable power. At least Wendorf took a breath of air and took a few steps back involuntarily.
"Sir!" Ozguch shouted in surprise: "Madam, congratulations..."
Before Ozguch could finish his words, Ye stabbed him from behind. An Fei chose such a gorgeous way to appear today, obviously to intimidate Wendorf and Wendorf's mercenaries. Congratulations to Susanna for advancing at this time, it will undoubtedly expose her trump card.
Hearing the word 'Sir', Wendorf's heart suddenly sank to the bottom, and 'Madam' was another heart-breaking blow. Wendorf never dreamed that the major leagues would have such strength, and that An Fei and Susanna, who were not very famous, would actually be at the top of their game! Of course, Wendorf misunderstood, Susanna was used to being An Feidi's deputy. As long as it was in public, she would never stand shoulder to shoulder with An Fei, using various intentional or unintentional ways to highlight An Fei's dignity. In Wendorf's eyes, Susanna was already a peak powerhouse, and Anfei, who was flanked by Susanna, was undoubtedly even more powerful.
Wendorf knows very well what it means to be a peak powerhouse. With Anthony, the Glory Mercenary Group has the privilege of forcing other mercenary groups to make concessions. The other three super mercenary groups only encounter some problems that endanger their own interests. Only then can they show a needle-point attitude towards Maimang. If it is some trivial matter, they will give in before Anthony can say anything. Don't underestimate these small things. When countless small things are accumulated, they will become a huge advantage.
Wendorf is unwilling to join the Grand Alliance because he believes that with the support of more than a thousand mercenaries, he has obtained the qualifications to rewrite the history of the mercenary country, and the establishment of the Grand Alliance undoubtedly has the same purpose as his. , so he has always regarded the major leagues and An Fei as potential opponents, so how could he be willing to join? Now that all the trump cards have been revealed, he has two peak experts, what does he have? Wendorf's feelings were complicated, ranging from regret and jealousy to the discouragement of being far away from the world and living in seclusion in the mountains.
"Ozguch, why are you still staying in Shuklan City?" An Fei said lightly.
"Sir, don't blame me. Lord Wendorf has always emphasized that he has difficulties, but now that you are here, I think it is time to solve the problems for Lord Wendorf and let him rest!" Ozgu laughed strangely.
"Is it that simple?" An Fei's tone was still so indifferent, but there was another meaning in his words. Would letting Wendorf rest cause a full-scale conflict
"Yes, sir, leave the rest to me." Ozguch said with confidence. Wendorf's direct mercenaries are only more than 400 people. If Wendorf is solved, he is confident that he can Other mercenaries pulled over.
"It feels like...I have become a thug." An Fei smiled, disappeared suddenly, and then appeared next to Wendorf. At the same time, his right elbow had hit Wendorf's face hard. On the cheeks, the huge impact caused Wendorf's head to instantly deform. Not only the skull was broken, but the neck bones were also broken.
A melee strongman who has mastered teleportation is enough to pose a fatal threat to magicians, and An Fei's strength is far above that of ordinary strongmen. As a mid-level magician, Wendorf is qualified to obtain Widely respected, but in the hands of An Fei, he didn't even react at all. He was instantly killed, a real instant kill.
Wendorf was dead. An Fei, who appeared next to Wendorf, was undoubtedly surrounded by hundreds of mercenaries. Unfortunately, they didn't even have the slightest chance to attack. They were all scared to death and screamed around. Run away. What's more terrifying than meeting a powerful person? That's when I met two...one of them, a peak expert, actually mastered teleportation, which was simply unbearable...
Ozguch and Simpera looked at each other, drew their swords and joined the battle group at the same time. In an instant, screams and cries resounded.