After saying these words, the mysterious golden-masked man lifted off the golden mask on his face, revealing his true face hidden underneath. This is a very ordinary face, so ordinary that if thrown into a large group of people, Among the demon warriors, there is a level of terror that can no longer be found, but such an extremely ordinary appearance contains endless majesty, making people unable to help but believe in him and be loyal to him after seeing him. Give everything you have for the owner of this face,
"His Majesty the Sultan of Harlem." Maiha Zulu who was standing by could not help but call out this name, because the appearance of the golden-masked man under the mask was exactly the same as the Rakshasa demon demigod king he had seen, but this After saying these words, Maiha Zulu suddenly felt in his heart that this was not the real Van Sultan of Harlem. He thought this not because he already knew that the person in front of him was just the clone of the demigod king, but because he discovered that in this golden place The emotional contagion of the masked man is not enough to affect his mood. If he were in front of the real Harin Van Sultan, even as a strong man in the advanced field, Maiha Zulu would still be unable to help himself. He prostrated himself on the ground to express his piety and at the same time accept the blessings from this demigod king.
"To be precise, I am a shadow of Harlem Fan." The golden-masked man spoke: "The sudden addition of many domain experts to the dark elf camp has completely broken the balance of this thousand-year war, so Harlem His Majesty Van Sultan spent 10% of his strength to create my existence. Although it is known that projection clones like me are far inferior to the original body in strength, but with the pseudo-divine power I control, who among you is my opponent? Woolen cloth."
"It's a pity, it's a pity. My life only exists for this glorious victory. I really can't bear to kill you." The clone of the Rakshasa demon demigod king Harinvan Sultan held up his own golden mask in his hand. , with a melancholy expression on his face, he said: "As long as there is life, there will be death, whether it is a thousand years or a moment, as long as it exists, it is a living life, so why should we care too much about the length of time."
"Your Excellency, you really have enough nonsense." Ryan's voice rang out, stopping the clone of the Rakshasa demon demigod king Harinvan Sultan from continuing to speak. His body floated a few steps forward and came to Jialib's side, then Ryan reached out and patted his martial arts teacher's arm a few times, and continued to say: "If you really don't care, how can you keep talking endlessly? If you are afraid of death, just Ming said, who are you pretending to be so aloof? Oh, if I guessed correctly, you are not actually a real projection clone, but a puppet, a puppet that has been subjected to the 'Soul Awakening' spell. "
As soon as Ryan said this, the face of the clone of the Rakshasa demon demigod king Harinvan Sultan immediately showed panic, fear, anger and other negative emotions. He even changed from the previous wisdom and majesty, and filled it with He said with a hint of anger: "Damn it, you humble guy, how dare you, how dare you slander me..." The golden-masked man's voice became smaller and smaller as he spoke, and all his movements stopped before he finished speaking, as if fell into a certain silence,
A few seconds later, the clone of the Rakshasa demon demigod king Harimvan Sultan couldn't help but shook his head and said: "Sure enough, everyone will have their own negative emotions and the things they fear most in their hearts. I guess that's what I felt just now." After saying these mindless words, the clone set his sights on Ryan and continued: "You are right, I am indeed a puppet. , but it is not an ordinary puppet golem made of metals such as mithril, but an activated metal that is extremely rare in other worlds. It can be softer than silk and stronger than black iron. Harlem Van Sultan Your Majesty cast the 'Soul Awakening' magic on me, allowing me to have real life, and everything I got from him was to stop you and save the lives of those Rakshasa demons who were in desperate situations."
Ryan smiled and didn't pay much attention to the clone of the Harlem Van Sultan. In fact, the demigod king of the Rakshasa demon must have such a method. If he really created a clone to kill Aledia They would definitely violate the agreement shared by the seven kings with their own hands. How could this demigod king be so cunning and cunning that he could leave such a large amount of evidence to others
Now with this puppet demon in front of him, the Harlem Van Sultan can push everything away. The person who kills is just one of his puppets with "soul awakening", Aledi The deaths of Ya and others can only be blamed on their own lack of strength. As for Harinvan Sultan injecting a layer of his own strength into this puppet body and making it his de facto clone, as long as the other six kings cannot find it, If you don't find tangible evidence, you can only pretend that it didn't happen.
The "Soul Awakening" spell allows inanimate entities such as golems to obtain their own souls. If the spell is cast by a demigod, its effect will last for thousands of years, but it will maintain a level of strength comparable to the advanced field. The clone needs to continue to consume a large amount of the power of the Harlem Van Sultan. Therefore, after solving the troubles here in the Three Peaks Fortress, the Harlem Van Sultan will definitely take back the power of his clone. What the golden-masked man said " "I may not be who I am tomorrow" is what it means.
"Are you okay?" Seeing Ryan stepping forward, Galib was a little worried about his safety, so he asked,
Ryan did not answer this question. Instead, Victor said with confidence: "Don't worry, Ghalib, if there is anyone here who can kill that verbose guy, it can only be Ryan."
Ryan turned back and smiled at Victor, which was a response to Victor's support for him. Victor also smiled at Ryan. Their eyes met in mid-air, and they both understood each other's thoughts. In the chest, Ryan dared to take the initiative because he was the only one here who could convert pseudo-divine power. Victor was also very familiar with this, so he showed up to support him.
Seeing that Victor was also optimistic about Ryan, Ghalib nodded. He patted Ryan on the shoulder with his backhand, then stepped back and said: "Fanny, go join forces with Ryan. Let's fight three against two." Even though they can’t win, they can definitely hold these two guys back..."
"Who said it was three against two? It was clearly four against two of them." A voice came from behind Ghalib and the others, interrupting Ghalib's words.
Jhalib didn't need to look back to recognize the owner of this voice. He said directly: "Ellendo, the injury in your lower abdomen should not recover so quickly."
"Although I haven't recovered, I can't die." Allendo walked up to Victor and the others with his head high and stood next to them. At this time, Ghalib had already stepped back and was standing next to Allendo. Allendo then He continued: "How can such a lively event be without me?"
Jialib looked down at the wound on Allendo's lower abdomen and found that Allendo had wrapped it with a bandage. Perhaps it was because he applied the hemostatic medicine he prepared before bandaging. Allendo's wound There is not much bleeding anymore, but that’s just no bleeding, and the size of the wound has almost no change. In other words, although Allendo speaks boldly, his body must have withstood it in the short time he came here. A considerable amount of pain, Allen and he are simply not suitable to continue fighting now,
"Hmph, do you really think that the two of us only have this little ability? Let me tell you honestly, Bai Ruita and I didn't take any serious action before because we were afraid that it would be too troublesome for you to run away and chase us." Maihazulu heard that Ryan The chatter here couldn't stop, and he couldn't help but speak: "Now I will let you know how difficult it is to bridge the gap between the powerful people in the advanced field and you."
"It's too noisy here, let's go over there." The golden-masked man, the clone of Van Sultan in Harlem, pointed to the sky in the distance and said this to Ryan. It seems that he has regarded the Ryan couple as his rivals. Subject, after saying these words, the clone of Harinvan Sultan tore open the space and left the original position. When he reappeared from the void passage, he was already standing several kilometers away.
Seeing that the clone of Van Sultan of Harlem had already chosen the battlefield, Farasi wanted to go there with Ryan, but Ryan waved his hand towards her, indicating that Farasi should stay where he was. Then Ryan activated his teleportation magic, and his After flashing for more than a dozen times, the figure stood opposite the Harlem Van Sultan clone in the distance. Since she and Ryan had the same mind, even if Ryan didn't say anything, Faras understood that Ryan was worried that Ghalib's side might not be the same. If they can stop Maiha Zulu, the two of them join forces.
Before, Ryan and the others were four against two, but after all, the four people who joined forces were all high-level domain experts. If Ryan and his wife left now, they would be exhausted just because they had just entered the domain and had gone through a battle. Ke Duo, plus Alan Duo, who is seriously injured and can only fight with his powerful body after transformation, I am afraid it will be difficult to maintain the original strength. If Faras uses "Water Curtain Tianhua" and other spells to strengthen his companions, The defense between them should be able to maintain the level of the battle just now, but the pressure on Ryan has naturally increased a lot. He has to face the clone of a demigod king, and the result is not optimistic.
Just when Faras was hesitating which side to look at first, a soft and pleasant voice sounded in her and other people's ears: "Sister Fani, just go and help Ryan, I am here." After hearing this After the voice, Farasi's face showed an expression of surprise,