With a "poof" sound, a laser went directly through the head of Wind Lord Quel Theramor. This time, it dealt a critical hit of more than 70,000 damage, followed by another explosion. This was the number of times the boss had been hit by the laser. Yes, Li Huailin was of course carrying out his own plan. So far, it was going well. As expected, the boss could not move at all. Under such circumstances, of course, he was treated as a target. Li Huailin adjusted his aim twice before locking onto the target's position. Then, he didn't even need to move. He just kept shooting at the same position.
At this time, Quel Theramor also realized that something was wrong. After looking at it a few times, he also found out where the laser was coming from. It was on the hillside outside the city. He even saw the person who attacked him, which was the adventurer from before. But the problem was … he really didn't seem to have any way to deal with it.
After a little visual estimation of the distance, the position from his side to the hillside outside the city was almost 2000 yards. Even the boss did not expect the opponent's attack to be so far away. No matter how far his attack was, it could not reach 20000 yards.
Under normal circumstances, of course, Quel Theramor would not worry about anything, but the problem was that his lower body was still stuck in the elemental plane. Now, he could not move at all, and the opponent's laser seemed like it would not stop. Wasn't he being treated as a target?
The boss was really a little depressed. He was shooting randomly here, but the problem was that there was no one to hit him at all. Jade Emperor Summoner and the others saw this situation and directly retreated to a safe range. Everything around him that could be hit by his attack was basically destroyed. Now, the boss could only look at this empty space, and then keep being hit by the opponent's laser. There was nothing he could do at all.
"Damn it, let me leave!" Quel Theramor roared. He lowered his head and began to pull out his lower body. He did not want to come out now. He just wanted to leave this place and go back. But the situation was that he could not come out, and he could not go back either. He could not move at all.
"Bang!" Another explosion sounded. The opponent's attack didn't hurt him very much, but the damage was really reducing his HP. This time, Quel Ceramo really felt that he might die here, and it was in such a sullen way.
On the roof of an old house on the other side of the town, Anthony and his brother Marshall were still confronting each other. The two of them were now a little far from the magic circle in the middle. It was also Quel Ceramo who blew them out. Both of them were slightly injured. Overall, Marshall's injury was more serious because his right shoulder was hit by a sword. This affected his grip on the sword, and he was at a disadvantage in the duel.
"You are very powerful." "If it weren't for the magic array that consumed a portion of your energy and stamina, I don't think I'd be able to defeat you."
"You think you've already won?" Marshall took advantage of the time they were chatting to catch his breath. "Although the Elemental Lord over there hasn't come out completely, it's enough. You should know the power of an Elemental Lord. Even a Saint can't defeat it. Your subordinates can't stop it at all. They've probably been killed by the Elemental Lord by now. "
Marshall paid attention to Anthony's expression as he spoke. Yes, he was looking for Anthony's flaws. As long as Anthony was slightly distracted and took care of the people behind him, he might find a chance to fight back.
But soon, Marshall was disappointed because Anthony had no intention of being distracted at all. "I really wouldn't be so assured if it were anyone else, but that's Huailin. There will definitely be no problem leaving it to him. I just need to focus on dealing with you."
"Who's that?" Marshall was slightly stunned.
"Have you heard of the Million Duke?" Anthony asked.
"It's him …" Marshall had obviously heard of Li Huailin's name. His pupils shrank slightly, but he quickly smiled again. "But he's just a commander. I admit that he has the ability to lead troops. So far, the human race has been victorious in every battle basically because of him, but this is not a battle. The Elemental Lord is the top existence among the elemental creatures. Even a Saint can't say that they can stop it. That Duke isn't even a Saint … "
"But he can do it," Anthony said immediately.
"I know you believe in him, but no matter how much you believe in him, strength is strength …"
Before Marciel could finish speaking, he suddenly heard a loud scream coming from the center of the town. Not only was the voice filled with pain, but it was also filled with unwillingness and depression. Judging from the voice, it sounded like the voice of the Wind Lord, Quel Ceramo.
"What's going on?" Marshall was stunned for a moment. Although it sounded like the Elemental Lord's voice, Marshall didn't dare to believe it. What happened? Why was the Wind Lord screaming so miserably? Could it be that it had encountered a tough battle? How was that possible? He was an Elemental Lord. It wouldn't take much effort to deal with a few people who weren't even Saints, but why did he scream like that?
They couldn't see what was happening in the center of the town, but Marshall was distracted for a moment. But soon, Marshall came back to his senses. He was courting death. He actually got distracted at this time. Just now, he wanted to lure Anthony to be distracted. He didn't expect that he would make such a mistake. He quickly looked in Anthony's direction nervously. According to his understanding of Anthony, this despicable person would definitely attack him when he was distracted.
However, he miscalculated once again. Anthony was still standing in front of him and had no intention of launching a sneak attack. Seeing Marshall turn his head nervously, Anthony smiled slightly and said, "See, I'm right, right?"
"This is impossible!" The situation was slightly out of Marciel's calculations. This made Marciel a little confused. At this time, Marshall's first thought was to go to the town center to see what was going on. After all, his chance of winning was against the Elemental Creatures. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to defeat Anthony and his men alone. If there were any problems with the Elemental Creatures, then it would be troublesome. So he had to go and see what was going on there.
Marciel leaped to the side, intending to rush back to the city center. But just as he took a step, a red figure suddenly rammed into Marciel, and the two rolled into a dilapidated house on the side.
"Get lost!" At this time, the one who blocked Marshall was naturally Anthony. Marshall was also the first to react. Before the two of them landed, Marshall sent a kick towards Anthony's abdomen.
Anthony was injured and spat out a mouthful of blood. But he changed his direction slightly in the air. Resisting the pain in his stomach, Anthony directly raised his sword and used his Combat Energy to slash at Marshall.
At this time, both of them were still in the air. Of course, Marshall also saw Anthony's slash, but the problem was that he couldn't suddenly change his direction in the air. It was too late to raise his sword to block. Marshall could almost see the scene of him being cut in half.
But at this moment, Anthony, who was about to slash down, suddenly froze. Yes, the scene before him overlapped with the memory of killing Marshall in his mind for a moment. This stimulation immediately awakened Anthony, who was about to kill Marshall.
"Bang!" Anthony's right hand clenched into a fist and directly punched Marshall's face. Yes, at the last moment, Anthony still stopped and directly threw away the sword in his hand. Then, he clenched his fist and punched Marshall's face. Of course, Anthony's fist was not easy to deal with. Marshall slammed into the floor. Because the house was originally in ruins, the floor was also very brittle. Anthony's punch completely shattered the entire floor, and the two directly fell from the first floor into a basement.
A huge cloud of dust slowly dispersed. Anthony was sitting on the ground, and next to him was Marshall who was spitting out his teeth. Both of them were almost out of stamina, and after the punch and the fall, both of them were like arrows at the end of their flight. Not only was Marshall unable to stand up, but Anthony was also almost unable to move.
"Why?" Marshall asked with a slightly tongue-tied voice while lying on the ground.
"I … I already said, this is all my fault." Anthony said while panting, "I will not escape from my own mistakes, and I will not make mistakes again. Marshall, give me a chance."
"What are you talking about?" Marshall simply couldn't accept this. If this was Anthony's scheme, he could have just chopped him up. Why did he have to apologize to him now? Why did he have to do this?
"Like I said before, you and I will return to the palace. I will hand over all the government affairs to you, and then you will become the emperor. After that, I will accept my death. I am serious," Anthony said while looking at Marshall again.
"This … This is not true." Marshall could no longer determine the authenticity of Anthony's words. Yes, if he did not believe it before, now he was not sure. He began to believe it.
"What I said is true …" Anthony said again, "Look at me, I …"
"Marshall, you disappoint me." Just when Anthony was about to clarify with Marshall, he did not expect to hear a voice from the side.
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