From Prisoner to Si Chen

During this process.

The eyes of everyone present were all focused on the ragged old man.

Aurora's face tightened, with a worried look on her face.

She squeezed the black wooden cross hidden in her arms, ready to take action at any time.

This was a consecrated object given to Dean Padmel before she left. It has the mysterious power of imprinting magic.

Although Aurora knew that her own strength was low, she would not just watch Mr. Gillan be attacked by the enemy.

"Don't act rashly!"

However, Alida didn't look back and lowered her voice to warn. Obviously she had already noticed Aurora's little move, and was afraid that this little guy would do it rashly.

Aurora was startled.

Then I heard Vice President Alida speak in ventriloquism in a deep voice:

"You don't understand what it means for two Kuze people to join forces... Once we fight, I won't care about you at all, and many people will die."

Hearing this, Aurora took a deep breath, but her little hand holding the black wooden cross did not loosen, but tightened even more.

She raised her gaze and looked back at the old man who was gradually approaching Mr. Gillan... but suddenly found a familiar figure among the crowd.

Dressed in rags and wearing a hood.

The exposed half of his face was unshaven and his brown hair was messy.

This person and Aurora looked at each other in the air, and silently shook their heads, indicating that they should stay calm.

"It's Mr. Werner Zimmerman, Black Sandpiper!"

Aurora was shocked.

"By the way, during the meeting in the dream, Mr. Weiner once said that he followed the 'Ascetic Sect' all the way south..."

Knowing that Mr. Weiner was there gave her some peace of mind.

Because she believed that Mr. Weiner, like her, would never sit back and watch Mr. Gillan be harmed by the old man.

It was indeed what Aurora thought.

Weiner clenched his fists calmly, and quietly put his other hand hidden under his cloak on his waist, ready to draw a gun at any time.

Mr. Gillan is not only his best friend, but also the benefactor who has saved his life several times. He is also the leader of the "Hand of the Dawn" association.

If Elder Zaka really wants to take action, he will not hesitate to violently stop it.

Snap.

Snap.

The scrawny, unkempt old man strode behind the blond young man with an indifferent look on his face.

There was dead silence.

The atmosphere was depressing, as if ice water was about to condense.

The old man slowly raised his hand and put his five fingers together to form a knife.

There was a flash of violence in his eyes, and he was about to cut off the head of the young Kuze in front of him——

boom! !

Suddenly, everyone present heard a thunderous roar, and their expressions changed drastically.

Under the spiritual vision, the huge and thick scarlet nightmare energy quickly gathered, and even formed a vortex, all retracted into the huge nightmare monument that was as tall as a man.

All around was empty.

Immediately afterwards, a crisp click was heard!

A gap appeared in the Nightmare Monument from top to bottom!

Crash--

It then shattered and collapsed.

"Master Aldin's nightmare monument has been eradicated!"

Everyone present was shocked.

Maiev and Kaya's eyes flashed with surprise.

"Mr. Gillan succeeded!"

However, at this moment, the old man suddenly took action and swung his knife towards the back of the blond young man's neck——

Ji Lan opened her eyes suddenly!

The afterimage flashed.

Snapped! !

Elder Zaka narrowed his eyes.

Because his wrist was tightly grasped by an iron-like hand, unable to move.

The physical strength of the young man in front of him was actually greater than that of the veteran Kuze with a spiral body!

"Ha." The old man grinned, showing his uneven yellow teeth.

There was ferocity in his eyes, and he made a fist with his other hand and swung it towards the opponent's head.

"Old dog, you are looking for death!"

Jilan said coldly.

On one side of his body, his right leg was as tight as steel, and he kicked with a "shattering iron" kick like artillery fire. With terrifying speed and power, he hit the old man's chest one step ahead of his fist.

Bang! ! !

Xhaka's body seemed to be folded in half, twisted and flew out, dragging and rolling on the ground, like a stuffed toy.

There was a muffled crackling sound, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned.

Most of the people present had not seen it clearly. Only Alida, Fifth Pigeon, and Level 3 mystics such as Maiev, Kaya, and Celine knew that the old man Zaka had been kicked by the other party.

"That kick...if it had hit me, I would have died immediately, right?"

Everyone couldn't help but think.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, the old man lying in the pit with his limbs twisted and a big hole in his chest slowly stood up again.

Click.

quack.

The bones on his body made a crisp sound as they slowly reset. After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he grinned and said:

"Young man is really strong. He was almost kicked to death by you."

"..."

Gillan didn't answer.

He slowly bent down, picked up a black disc stone left behind after Master Aldin's Nightmare Monument disappeared, and put it safely into his alchemical leather pocket.

Turn around immediately.

Gillan's dark blue eyes quickly scanned the corpse on the ground and the monument that slowly grew up after Ms. Teresa's death.

"Teresa Coreau, 1819-1926."

"You deserve to die!"

His eyes were cold and he said indifferently.

Hearing this, the old man Zaka raised his eyebrows, stretched his muscles, and said with a smile:

"Oh? It's a good thing for young people to be confident, but being too confident can sometimes harm others and yourself."

"We have to fight after all. We'll know after we try."

At this time, the silver-eyed man, the Fifth Pigeon, also came forward with a smile on his face.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the blond young man. The warning in his heart not only did not disappear, but became stronger and stronger, which made him secretly suspicious.

Jilan glanced at everyone and knew that fighting was inevitable, but he was not afraid.

Ding!

A crisp sound suddenly appeared in his ears.

The real-time task triggered by the "Golden Sigh" then appeared in front of him——

"Trigger Task: Retreat."

"The Fifth Dove, one of the 'Sonnets' of the White Dove Tower, assassinated team member Ganod Neto while the second group of gravediggers was searching for energy in the town of Late Autumn, and lurked in the team in his appearance, followed everyone to the nameless island, and assassinated Reno, Mugur and the person in charge Theresa and others during the gravedigging process."

"At present, the Ascetic Sect, as an ally of the White Dove Tower, has sent support. Even with the help of the Iron Maidens who happened to be here, you are still facing a dilemma."

"Please repel the 'Fifth Dove' of the White Dove Tower and the elder of the Ascetic Sect 'Zaka'."

"Time limit: 2 hours."

"Reward: Great improvement in spiritual knowledge, spirituality, and physical body (choose one of the three)."

Gilan said indifferently in his heart:

"Accept. '

Ding!

"The task has been accepted!"

Gilan took a deep breath and stepped forward.

He recalled that in his nightmare in the monument, after he successfully killed the guard in the image of the iron chariot, the old man actually said the last sentence with a look of obsession:

"Go quickly, don't stop... When I completely disappear, it will be the time for the volcano to erupt!"

Gilan's murderous intent was mixed with a sense of urgency.

He didn't intend to waste a bit of time, and said in a cold tone:

"You two, both of you will die!"

"Heh..." Zaka grinned.

The hole in his chest was recovering rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although the opponent's kick was very terrible, if he faced it again, he could reduce its power by several times with the adaptability of the "patient".

The threat was greatly reduced.

This is also the reason why Zaka is fearless.

"Then let's wait and see, young man."

Zaka's thin figure suddenly swelled, his muscles tightened, and each muscle was clearly visible.

He showed a ferocious expression, as if he had entered a fighting posture.

Although the Fifth Dove did not express his opinion, he was ready to use the power of "Whisper".

Alida and other sisters of the Iron Maiden Congregation, Kaya, Maiwei, Celine and others were all ready to take action.

The battle was about to start!

But at this moment——

A terrifying aura suddenly descended!

Everyone's face changed at the same time!

"What is that...?!"

I saw that a whirlwind blew around the blond youth Gillan Iros inexplicably, lifting his high-collared black windbreaker and messy blond hair.

Then, his hair color turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye and grew to his waist.

His deep blue eyes also turned blood red.

His height rose sharply until he was more than two meters.

This is not over yet!

A taller shadow, nearly three meters tall, slowly emerged from behind him——

It was a sculpture wearing gray stone skeleton armor!

He wore a skull crown, a scarlet cape, and held a huge, ferocious square-headed stone hammer!

Then the young man took a step forward.

The statue also took a step forward at the same time.

The two overlapped at this moment and merged into one -

The phantom of the statue became real!

"Die!!!"

After using his new ability "Mind Descends", Jilan roared horribly.

The roar actually shook the sound waves, which shocked everyone's mind and made their minds blank.

Bang! !

Under the feet of the skeleton statue, a large pit with a diameter of one meter suddenly exploded, and the dust was raised several meters high!

His vague figure crossed the sound barrier, and in the whistling, he stopped in front of the old man.

In his distorted expression of shock, he swung a hammer!

"How is it possible? !!"

Boom! ! !

The ground shook!

Like a high explosive detonating, a huge cloud of dust exploded!

Before everyone could react, they saw broken fingers, bone fragments, internal organs, meat paste and indistinguishable tissue fragments flying everywhere.

Zakka's twisted and deformed head, with only one-third left, flew high up, then fell heavily, falling at the feet of the silver-eyed man.

The pair of turbid eyes still remained in the last moment of shock and confusion before death.

"Huh?!" The silver-eyed man, the Fifth Pigeon, trembled in his heart and his pupils shrank sharply. "This..."

He instinctively felt a kind of fear.

This fear was accompanied by the biting cold and darkness, which made his hair stand on end.

It was at this moment that he suddenly realized why Gilan Ilos gave him such a strong sense of danger...

Because the other party's true strength was not at the 4th level at all!

Killing the 4th-level elder of the Ascetic Sect in one encounter...

How could this be the performance of just being promoted to the 4th level? !

Damn it!

Damn it! !

How much strength and trump cards did this guy hide? !

He was deceived by the intelligence!

He was originally confident of victory, but now he just wanted to escape, and had no intention of fighting at all.

However, the next second, the silver-eyed man heard a series of clicks of the shackles turning.

Then there was a loud roar -

The stone hammer came towards him!