The Founder of The Other World

Chapter 21: Killer 2

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Stankovic still looked very energetic: "Are you here?" Nonsense, I won't see you if I don't come again! I cursed secretly. "Grandpa Stankovic, what's going on?" Although Jerry was asking Stankovic, his eyes never left the group of fighters.

"He who wants my life!" Stankovic waved his hand, indicating that there is no big problem: "I can't imagine that until now, someone is still holding my Summoner First Element!" "Hmph, old stuff, today You must die! As long as you die. This continent is the world of our fighters!" The sword-faced young man seemed confident, and he really didn't know where his courage came from. "Is it him?" Stankovic didn't seem to care about his life at all. Instead, he was arguing with that guy: "Is he still so persistent to destroy my Summoner?" The face of the young man froze, and he hesitated for a while and said, "We will not divulge the employer's information. Even if you are dying!" From the tone of his voice, he was very concerned about the employer that Stankovic said.

"Even if I die, he won't be able to destroy my Summoner one!" Stankovic gave me and Jerry an approving look, then turned his head and said to the sword-faced man.

"Huh! You are the last summoner on the mainland. If you die, will there be any descendants of the summoner?" The sword-faced man retorted uncomfortably. "Haha... He will know later." Stankovic said with a smile.

"This... the old man, do you still have a descendant?" When the knife-faced man heard Stankovic say this, he panicked: "Say, where is your descendant?" Stankovic glanced at the furious knife. The young man glanced at the face and did not answer, but just said: "He will regret what happened today!"

"MD, come on! Clean up your old things first!" The knife-faced man didn't dare to delay, he wanted to quickly clean up Stankovic, and then he planned to return to his employer.

"Boss, it seems that they completely ignored us!" Jerry was quiet, but it happened to be heard by the sword-faced young man. With a wave of his hand, four or five bronze fighters immediately walked out of the group of fighters and came straight to us. "I'm worth this? Only four?" Jerry yelled as if insulted. "Okay you, let's talk about it after solving it!" I pushed Jerry forward and stood back by myself, holding my arms around my chest like a lively look.

"Oh oh... Look at my uncle!" Jerry talked about the double-edged axe in his hand and rushed over. Stankovic also kept silent, and directed a tough horn beast that had been lying underground since I entered to launch an attack on the sword-faced man. A "savage collision" of the fifth-level earth magic rushed straight past, and one of them quickly stood in front of the man. As soon as he raised the sword, he was hit by the unicorn on the head of the tough horn beast. The unicorn on the horned beast's head broke the man's lower abdomen directly, and then picked him up one by one before throwing him into the air. He died before he landed.

I can be said to understand how the people outside the door died before. It's ridiculous that I thought it was a weapon. It turned out to be this unicorn! This is all right, the fifth-level monsters are generally located between the abilities of the bronze fighter and the silver fighter. A few bronze fighters could not stop them.

Jerry waved his axe vigorously and split the body of a bronze warrior. The whole man broke in the middle and became two halves. "Hehe, it seems that Jerry's combat experience has increased a lot!" Riddle licked his lips, looking at Jerry bathing in the blood rain, his eyes were hot.

I glanced at Riddle slantingly: "Don’t be dry, this is just the beginning. I always think it’s not that simple. There will be a chance for you to fight." Riddle gradually withdrew the fighting enthusiasm in his eyes, and then withdrew. With the saber around his waist, he waited.

"It shouldn't be, how could the strength of these people kill Stankovic? Do they still have a back-up?" A hint of tension flashed in my heart inexplicably. Could it be...

"No, Stankovic is in danger!" I suddenly remembered what Jana said when I met Stankovic for the first time: "Romondica died in the hands of the killer. At the time of the battle in front of me." How similar to the scene in front of me! It turned out that the young man with the sword face was just a bait. damn it.

"Stanković. Beware of the killer!" But it was too late, and Stankovic's body visibly shook as soon as I finished shouting. The spitting blood came to the ground, and the tough horned beast also went down when he lost Stankovic's life fluctuation.

"Damn...I should have thought of it!" I patted my forehead annoyed, and rushed directly to Stankovic.

"Hahaha!" As soon as I heard the voice, I stopped and followed the prestige. A graceful figure emerged from behind Stankovic. Wearing a dark night suit, it seems out of place in this broad daylight. "It's an assassin!" Jerry's surprised voice came from the crowd. Within a moment, four dull falling sounds sounded, and it was obvious that Jerry had settled the four bronze fighters. "Grandpa Stan, you didn't..." Jerry rushed to my side and saw Stankovic lying on the ground. Jerry swallowed his unfinished words.

"Stankovic. The last summoner on the mainland! I also died in my assassin clan! Aha! Aha! The once strongest in the mainland, Romondica, also died in my assassin clan. I didn’t expect it. This last honor, will In my hands! Ahaha." The almost crazy voice disgusted me. I was planning to kill him, but unexpectedly at this time, the group of living fighters was under the leadership of the sword-faced youth. Actually rushed to the door, wanting to escape? Humph.

"Riddle, Firenze, stop them!" I ordered. A few bronze fighters are far from Riddle and others, and it is not a problem to stop them. The assassin snorted coldly, cursed and disappeared. I rushed to Stankovic's side in a hurry.

When Stankovic saw me coming, his eyes lit up: "My Summoner First Element...cough cough... not perished... the three of you...cough...summon.... Carry forward..." Leaving this sentence, Stan Kovic closed his eyes quietly.

After running for a lifetime, you should take a break too! I called the Suzaku Mausoleum, and a fire burned Stankovic to a handful of ashes. At the same time, another pit was dug and Stankovic's ashes were buried in it.