The middle-aged man was shocked when he heard the old man's words. Although the magic mark of the splitter was a rare legendary magic mark but it wasn't the first time that it had appeared in history. The feeling that the old man gave him was extremely dangerous. He was absolutely a master of the inner wilderness or even stronger. There was no reason for such a person to not recognize the magic mark of the splitter. Moreover, the latter's words were a bit strange.
The middle-aged man was startled. Several whistling sounds came from the palace. It was the other eight people.
The middle-aged man looked up and suddenly his face turned pale. The hairs on his back stood up. These eight people gave him the feeling that their strength was not weaker than him!
"You are not from here!" He took a deep breath as he felt the haze of death shrouding his body. However, he didn't dare to retreat: "Where do you come from? What are you doing here? His majesty is the abyss walker. If you don't want to die then leave immediately! "
"Of course I know that your majesty is the abyss walker." The crooked old man smiled: "Every wall lord is an abyss walker. Unfortunately, even if he is the lord of the abyss, what can he do? Can he save you? "
The hope in the middle-aged man's heart was instantly extinguished. His heart was full of fear. He knew that these people were not the refugees scattered outside the giant wall. They came from another giant wall! Moreover, they also knew that his majesty wasn't here. This showed that their invasion was premeditated!
Suddenly, his mind flashed like a thunderbolt. He instantly thought of the purpose of the nine people from the other giant wall: "You want to rob our goddess Sylvia's body? Don't even think about it! "
The anger in his heart instantly surpassed the fear. He roared: "I won't let you succeed even if I die!" His voice was so loud that it spread throughout the palace.
"It's a bit difficult to die." The crooked old man indifferently smiled. He looked at the fat man next to him: "Second brother, this devil body should be your dish. I will leave it to you to deal with it."
"Big brother, can you not call me second brother? It sounds strange!" The fatty muttered. Even though he said that, his body walked towards the State Preceptor. As he walked, he entered the demon body. The disk hanging on his back melted, turning into black mucus that covered his entire body. In the blink of an eye, his demon body was revealed. This was a huge fatty that was close to four meters tall. His body was round, and other than the outline of his four limbs, he was similar to the spherical Black Hell.
When the middle-aged man saw that the nine of them did not take him seriously and did not join forces to attack him, he was slightly relieved. However, when he saw the strange Demon Body of the fat man, he could not help but stare. He had never seen this kind of Demon Body before. It was definitely not the appearance of the Eight Legendary Magic Marks that he knew. Of course, he had only seen seven of the Eight Legendary Magic Marks. As for the number one Dream Breeder, he had never seen it, but he did not expect it to be this ugly and simple.
Fatty walked forward slowly, seemingly in no hurry.
When the State Master saw this, he slowly backed up. It wasn't because he was scared, but rather because he wanted to slowly increase the distance between him and his companions. This was to avoid being saved by his companions when he attacked.
"What are you running for? Looking at your Demon Body, you should be very good at attacking. Come and hit me!" the fatty shouted.
The State Master ignored him and continued to slowly retreat. He looked at the Demon Body of the fat man and guessed that he was not good at speed. Instead, he leaned towards passive defense.
The fatty saw him continue to retreat and was a little impatient. "Didn't you just say that you wouldn't let us succeed even if you died? Why are you so scared now? Really, since you are not attacking, I will. "
The State Master stared at him, not daring to relax.
The fatty moved as soon as he said he would. His body suddenly shot towards the State Master with incomparably fast speed. The State Master's pupils shrank. He did not expect such a large body to be so fast. However, he was already prepared and instantly counterattacked. The sharp blades on his body moved like a peacock spreading its tail. Each blade rubbed against each other, giving off a metallic texture. He pounced towards the fatty, and the sharp blades shot into his body like countless swords before spinning.
His movements were swift, and the sharp blades on his body shook rapidly, creating terrifying destruction.
The fatty's body was cut hundreds of times in an instant, but … not a single drop of blood flowed out.
After a series of attacks from the State Master, he felt from the sharp blades that each attack was successful. When he retreated, he originally thought that the fatty had been cut into countless pieces. However, when he looked over, he was shocked to find that the fatty was still standing in his original position. There were countless lines on his body, all of them from his cuts. However, there was no blood seeping out. Moreover, these lines were gradually fading until they completely healed and disappeared.
"How is this possible!" He stared with wide eyes in disbelief.
The attack just now was enough to kill him hundreds of times, but he was not injured at all?
"It seems that my ability just happens to restrain you!" Fatty saw his expression as though he had seen a ghost and grinned. He suddenly pounced forward, his fat body hugging the Grand State Preceptor like lightning. He opened his mouth wide, and his mouth seemed elastic enough to swallow a human head. He directly sucked the Grand State Preceptor's head into his mouth, and then his body slowly hugged the Grand State Preceptor.
The State Master's body seemed to sink into a swamp. He struggled with all his might, but the effect was weak.
Very quickly, the fatty's body became twice as fat, but there were sharp blades sticking out from every part of his body. It was as if he was covered in spikes.
He patted his belly and grinned: "This guy is a bit hard to digest, I think it will take some time."
"It seems that the top experts in this god wall are only so-so, too weak." The graceful third sister shook her head.
"It's not that he is weak, it's that second brother's ability is too special, perfectly restraining his attack type." Another handsome youth with long hair said: "That kind of demon body, one look and you can tell how terrifying it is. If it was us, we might not be able to beat him in a one on one fight. His attack power is too strong!"
"Little Three, look at the place where the War Goddess's body was buried. There should be explorers around." The hunchbacked elder said coldly.
The graceful girl could not help but mumble: "Big brother, can you not call me that? How many times have I told you!"
"That's right!" The fatty immediately agreed, "Mine too, you have to change it."
"Less bullshit, move faster." The hunchbacked elder frowned.
The graceful girl slightly pouted, but she still spread out her perception net. After a while, her face was a bit surprised. She looked down and said: "Below, there are five experts. Four of them are explorers, the other one's strength I can't sense. Wait, there are two more things, are they demons?"
"Demons?"
"Why would demons be here? Are they the ones they tamed?"
"I didn't expect these people to have such methods, to be able to tame demons. How strong are they?"
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