Calamity Crown

The other party must leave it to the 'Lord'!

This is the authority of the 'lord'!

Also the honor of the 'Lord'!

Thinking of this, the 'pharmacist' turned around.

"Your body, I will make good use of it... ah!"

Before the words of the 'pharmacist' fell, a hasty scream appeared.

A rapier pierced the chest of the 'pharmacist'.

This rapier was originally hidden in the walking stick. …

At this moment, he is holding the 'gentleman' cane.

The 'gentleman' who was still bleeding from his lower back took a step forward and let the rapier continue to cut the body of the 'pharmacist'. The 'gentleman' came to the side of the 'pharmacist' and said softly: " Don't worry, I will make good use of your body!"

While speaking, the 'gentleman' straightened his waist.

A 'gentleman' fully justifies his words with his actions.

Those present were shocked.

Then, slight discomfort starts to set in.

'snake'!

Everyone looked at the 'snake' with a smirk on his face.

"'snake'!"

'Lord' shouted in a deep voice.

"I heard it! I heard it!"

"My lord!"

"I'm not betraying you—but from the very beginning, I thought it was better to work with 'Gentleman' and 'Wolf', and they were more to my liking."

"So, when you came to me and told me about it, I think 'gentleman' is more to my liking."

"But there are many of you."

"I can only cooperate with you and come back to act with 'Gentleman'."

'Snake' said with a smile.

"I was also frightened by the sudden attack of the 'snake'."

"However, when I realized that there was no poison, I knew what to do."

'Gentleman' added with the same smile.

The two just stood side by side.

The 'Lord' side is gnashing their teeth.

The 'farmer' and 'lady', whose bodies were used as roads, have already sat down on the ground at this time.

The 'lumberjack' who uses his body as a road is not very good either. It is fine to stand, but it is difficult to move.

The 'hunter' between the two is precarious.

Then, George VI decided to play it safe.

thump!

He also sat down on the ground.

Instead, the 'lord', at this time, was just short of breath.

"Such poison..."

"'Snake', you are also quietly perfecting your own path!"

said the 'Lord'.

"Of course!"

"I don't dare to forget the teachings that the lord has left for me. I am perfecting my own path all the time - the poison I need can deal with you!"

"Although it's not perfect, within 30 seconds, your strength will be reduced by more than half."

"And the only 'pharmacist' who can save you?"

"already dead!"

'Snake' raised his hands as he spoke.

Green mist sprayed from his cuffs.

The 'lady' who had just sat on the ground rolled away sensitively.

'Farmer' is too late to dodge.

"Ahhhh!"

'Farmer' screamed.

And George VI pulled the 'lumberjack' to the side.

In fact, George VI could have saved the 'farmer'.

Even easier.

But he chooses 'lumberjack'.

He has a certain understanding of 'them'.

He knew that the seemingly simple and honest 'farmer' was actually extremely cunning, but he was a 'lumberjack' with a rude temper and a bad mouth.

Simply put, you can become a 'cannon fodder best friend'. …

"Thanks!"

'Lumberjack' thanks.

George VI shook his head, but dragged the body of the 'lumberjack' further away.

At first he struggled a bit, but soon George VI found himself recovering.

complete recovery.

Not the slightest bit of impact.

Not a 'hunter' ability.

Neither had he before.

On the contrary, it is a bit like the residual influence of the 'Secret of Flesh'.

The positive kind!

For a while, George VI was a little happy, but he picked up the 'lumberjack' and ran away.

Because, the 'lord' shot.

Shrouded in the green poisonous smoke, the 'lord' who should have been howling, rushed out first, and the whip in his hand hit the 'snake' in the face.

"what!"

The snake with its face smashed turned over and fell to the ground, howling endlessly.

The next moment, the lord trampled on his neck.

Amid Kacha's crisp sound, the 'gentleman' turned and ran away.

But with the waving of the whip.

Snapped!

'Gentleman' was also drawn to the ground.

"Rao..."

boom!

The sound of begging for mercy was interrupted by the falling sole of the foot before it could be uttered.

The 'lord' trampled on the body of the 'gentleman' one by one.

The crisp sound of bone shattering resounded again and again.

Crush!

The two who were proud just a moment ago were beaten into dead dogs.

If that was the case, George VI certainly wouldn't have run.

The real reason he ran was—

Shadows in the night sky.

The huge golden-red body spread its wings and appeared above its head like a giant bomber.

Yes, Faber VII!

Chapters 1 and [-] are on stage one by one!

The flames rolled, and the earth was scorched like magma.

But the 'lord' ignored the height, as if he was taking a bath, he stood in the magma and showed a murderous smile to the dragon above his head.

Dragon?

It's not like he didn't kill.

"drink!"

With a roar, the 'lord' rose directly from the magma.

The scarlet light surging from his body made Goethe in the distance frown.

Prison blood!

【warrior】!

Goethe's eyes sparkled!

He can be sure that what he saw was the [Prison Blood] of the warrior profession [Prison Blood Warrior].

'Lords' are fighter pros!

Goethe, who got this answer, did not relax his brows.

On the contrary, the wrinkle is tighter.

Because, according to the norm, this level of [Prison Blood] should be above the legendary profession [Fearless].

Simply put, it is a titled legend.

However, shouldn't the legendary fighter profession be in the 'Levin Islands'?

Goethe believed that the diaries of the 'Mad King'.

'Mad King' is not very reliable most of the time, but the records in the diary should be reliable.

that……

What's up with the 'lord'?

Goethe was more and more puzzled.

"Is it strange?"

"Nothing surprising!"

"The reason why the 'lord' was able to rise is precisely because he obtained a part of Mordeus' inheritance—or in other words, he is a thief and a robber!"

Skiffins Steinbeck, who said he would come back at dawn, suddenly appeared beside Goethe, and commented in a rather disdainful tone,

Goethe didn't speak.