Another reckless aura that was incompatible with the hot here approached, like a savage behemoth patrolling in his own territory, but it also escaped the feeling of quiet burning.
Savage and huge aura, more blazing than flames and colder than hard ice.
The sense of oppression released by that breath shocked Ashin, and he had already felt such a strong sense of oppression even a hundred meters away.
The experience of bloody battles told Ashin that the owner of that breath belongs to the type of madness with reason, far more terrifying than the villain who simply has a violent temperament.
Byrne obviously felt the dangerous breath too, and he shrank into a ball with fear: "This feeling...it's the demon! He's back again! What should we do? We will die!!"
Ashin was on guard, and he suppressed his voice to a low level. "The devil you've been talking about refers to the furnaceman Turner?"
Byrne also said in a low voice like the cry of a small animal: "There is also the strange bird and witch Pella! First she flew through the sky and found the caravan I was following. Then she called the furnaceman Turner and took everything Everyone is caught!" He began to dig out the gold and silver on the ground like crazy: "Let’s dig a hole and hide, or the bird and witch will find it from the sky!"
Ashin chuckled and said, "You don't have to worry about that birdman now, I have just killed her..."
Byrne fell on his back with a "Oh", staring at Ashin with wide eyes in surprise: "Really...really, really? She's really dead? That Pella?"
Ashin nodded: "Well, she can't die anymore!"
Byrne's chubby face flushed red, and it took him a long time to sigh in shock: "You really are a warrior!"
Ashin laughed at himself and said: "What kind of warrior... I am a heavy sleeper, a person who is severely lacking in quality sleep! Huh?"
The breath drew closer, and Ashin raised his fingers and said, "Shhh...He's here!"
Furnace Turner has a huge body that is not inferior to his sister Pera, so although he is walking slowly, he can move very quickly.
And the closer Turner walked, the stronger the sense of oppression, until he walked into the range of the holographic enchantment, Ashin was shocked by the sight he perceives!
Turner actually dragged two containers and walked over!
Those two heavy containers were deeply immersed in the gold and silver gravel, but this terrible furnaceman looked as stress-free as walking in the courtyard!
God! What a terrifying power is this? !
Turner's body is like an ancient giant statue. His bright bronze skin is covered with various scars, his majestic muscles are spliced together like rough iron blocks, and his body is full of simplicity and masculinity that radiates the atmosphere of death.
He wears an evil iron helmet on his head, and a few vital points on his body are also covered by thick armor. What is even more bizarre is that the armor, including the helmet, was burnt red and shiny like steel being forged in an iron furnace.
The armor clung to Turner's skin with a frightening scorching sound, and even wisps of black smoke from the scorching face appeared in the gaps in his helmet.
Ashin broke his head and didn't understand, why would Turner wear such a terrible thing? What is the reason
He could hardly imagine the indescribable pain he would feel wearing those torture-like armors all the year round, but Turner was able to maintain his unhurried demeanor instead of being tortured hysterically to destroy everything. Something encountered.
Not only the amazing divine power, but even this endurance and abnormal calmness are of an extraordinary level against the heavens!
It seems that although Pella has always been the active protagonist in the various legends of the elder brother and madman, the younger brother who is the furnaceman is the one who should be most feared!
Turner dragged the container to the stove and stopped. He stared at the stove that Ashin had just opened, as if he was bewildering whether he had forgotten to close the stove door.
"Huh...hmm..."
Turner grumbled vaguely, straightened his waist and twisted his bulging neck. Only then did Ashin realize that he was about the same height as the stove.
In the container behind him, Walker's violent beating has never stopped: "You unreasonable madman! Let go of the eldest lady! The great Medici family is not something you can afford!!"
Although Walker's loud voice had been noisy, Ashin never heard Evelyn's voice, and he began to be tortured by the anxiety and worry in his heart.
Turner was like a silent beast. He grabbed a container and tore it open like a piece of paper. The horrified screams of many people suddenly heard from the container.
Turner was like picking vegetables in the supermarket's self-selection area, reaching out into a container full of screams and crying, and people panicking and avoiding and trampling on each other sounded in the container.
Turner's hand fumbled back and forth in the container, and then he took a struggling claret horse and the knight who was hung upside down by the stirrups together with the man and the horse and placed them on the ground.
The scarlet horse, which was overly frightened, immediately shook its forefoot and stood up to flee as soon as it landed, but Turner immediately pulled it back gently with his fingers.
Facing such a terrifying giant monster, the red horse stared at the bell-like eyes and let out an anxious neigh, kicking and kicking desperately to resist Turner's strong and rough fingers.
And Turner seemed to have lost his patience. He grabbed the claret horse and fell heavily to the ground, slapped the poor fellow to the ground with another slap, and finally grabbed its miserable corpse, which was not in the shape of a horse, like a roast duck in an oven. Press hard against the spike in the stove.
The poor bay red horse that was originally a good horse was turned into a roasted horse by Turner in an instant.
"Turner the furnaceman... the cannibal mad..."
And the knight was so scared that his mouth was foaming, his crotch was wet, and he even lost the strength to stand up. He could only use trembling limbs to scrape the ground constantly, trying to escape from this ferocious aura. Around the crazy demon.
Turner turned his head and stared at the knight, his reckless and stern gaze made the knight froze there, not daring to move. Turner stretched out his index finger and pulled off the chain mail like a rag.
"No...no! Help!!" The knight picked up by Turner looked at the approaching stove and wailed, like a fish dragged out of the water by a hook in horror.
Turner seemed to be very amused by the knight's horror. He carried the knight close to the furnace and sometimes brought it back.
The knight was cruelly played with by Turner. In the situation where he was dying and exchanging temporary safety, his expression gradually began to become distorted, and a sick smile began to appear on his tearful face, and then his soul seemed to be shattered. Like a strange laughter.
This is a sign of a nervous breakdown, and he is about to be played mad by Turner! !
And the people in the container, after seeing the horrible encounter between the knight and the bay red horse, they knew that the terrible disaster was about to fall on their heads, so they burst out crying more collapsed!
The scorching wind rolls back, the mad demons are raging, and the miserable cry reaches the sky, everything here is as terrible as hell!
"This wicked bastard!" Ashin clenched his magic pattern claws and said to Byrne, "I sneaked around behind him to save people, and you will hide here!"
Byrne shook in admiration and said, "Oh! You are brave and compassionate, you are the incarnation of a seraphim... God will definitely bless you!"
"I also hope that he bless me..." Ashin said with a wry smile. He dragged his painful body, and quietly walked around behind the stove under the cover of the container, ready to seize the opportunity to give Turner a grimace with magic tattooed claws. One hit kills, and then rescues the poor knight who is about to be destroyed.
However, things weren't as good as Ashin planned, just as he was waiting for Turner's loose flaws. The golden fish statue that he hid before suddenly fell directly towards Byrne who was hiding behind!
Byrne had dug the ground under the statue just now, which caused the root of the statue to loosen, and now he had to avoid it immediately before being crushed into a pie!
"Boom!"
After a loud noise, amidst the dust splashing from the pure gold statue, Bourne, who was staring at Turner, was exposed.
"God, maybe this is your punishment for me..." Byrne admitted that he could not escape death. He looked up to the sky with dull eyes, folded his hands and prayed religiously: "Our father in heaven, may everyone Honor your name as holy. May your kingdom come, and may your will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Our daily food and drink will be given to us today. Forgive our debts as we forgive man’s debts. Don’t let us encounter temptation, save us from evil. Because the kingdom, authority, and glory are all yours, forever, Amen!"
Turner aside the Cavaliers and rushed towards Byrne.
The strange wind brought by the huge body drew on Bern’s face, he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth and said in his heart: (It won’t be too long...should be relieved in a moment...it won’t be very painful...)
"Hi! You braised dog head!"
Ashin gave up lurking in order to save Bourne, he leaped up from behind the stove with a wild roar. Because he didn't find a good opportunity to start, he had to pierce the magic claws that had been aimed at Turner's heart into Turner's thick. Latissimus dorsi.
Turner was caught off guard from being hit by Ashin. His shoulder blades were torn by magic-patterned claws, and a stagger fell to the ground, almost directly crushing Berne to death underneath.
Byrne shook like an electric shock, then opened his eyes to see Turner lying on the ground and Ashin standing on top of him. He gratefully said loudly to the sky: "Oh! God...praise your mercy and power!! "
At the same time, Turner slowly got up from the ground exuding a more terrifying sense of oppression, and he suffered such a severe trauma, let alone a pain without shouting, there was even no breathing disorder at all!
"This bastard is really hard... doesn't it feel at all?"
A Xin's body was full of chills, and this silent furnaceman was so unfathomable that it made people feel trembling!
Seeing Turner stood up again, Ashin yelled to Byrne with some irritation: "Run for me! Otherwise, you really want to see God!"
"Oh... Wow yah yah!!!" Byrne was taken aback by Ashin's shout, and then suddenly screamed and ran away.
Ashin used his magic pattern claws to cling to Turner's back, while avoiding Turner's slap that was enough to break his bones, he shouted at Byrne, who was looking at them with fear and horror: "Byrne! Help me get the container." Everyone in the room is released, look for a girl named Evelyn inside!"
Byrne was like a soldier who heard the order. He suppressed the fear in his heart and ran toward the container: "I swear in the name of God and I am willing to do anything for you! Anything!" (End of this chapter)