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Chapter 139

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Violent Dragon was very violent. Even though he only had an Epic bloodline, he was not at a disadvantage when facing the Epic experts of the execution team. He could even suppress them.

This reflected the advantages of his profession. He had a legendary-level Grandmaster of Combat secret book. His sub-profession, Pugilist, was a sub-profession formed to support the Grandmaster of Combat. It specialized in strength and stamina. Coupled with a very abnormal talent, it was considered the top of the Epic Level. It was not even weaker than the trashy legendaries.

William did not care about the others. He chased after Augustine relentlessly.

If a Legendary or Epic expert wanted to escape, normal people could not stop him.

If he was not surrounded by a large army, only an expert of the same level could stop him. A moment of carelessness would cause him to escape.

Augustine's main occupation was a Legendary Flame Dragon Blademaster. His secondary occupation was an Epic Flame Dragon Mage. He seemed to have fallen off a cliff and found an inheritance. Not only was he powerful, but he also had high luck points.

As soon as he activated his battle qi shield, his entire body was like a cannonball, piercing through the army that surrounded him. He left a trail of fire along the way, and all the soldiers in front of him were knocked into the air one after another. He tore open a path and rushed out.

Violent Dragon saw this scene and frowned helplessly. His legs were too short …

Fortunately, he knew that William had the intention to kill. So, he looked at the Lord of the City of Dawn with ease.

The players could not keep up with William's pace. They continued to hold on to the Grandmaster experts. They pounced on them and hugged their legs and heads. Some even bit them with their teeth …

Some of the execution team members were entangled by the group of mermen. They felt as if they had eaten sh * t. Should they care about them?

They could be resurrected after death.

Should they ignore them?

They blocked their vision …

Occasionally, they pounced on William and wrapped their legs and arms around him. They were as annoying as the fairies in the brothels …



Augustine ran very quickly. The flaming battle energy on his body did not dissipate. He crashed into some charred trees and broke them. He did not stop running.

Undeniably, after he recognized William, he knew that it was a trap.

But since the execution team could surround William, it meant that they had searched the surroundings. At least, they knew that the reinforcements were far away.

Hence.

He wanted to kill William in the shortest time possible.

Augustine wanted to let this extremely confident idiot understand failure. He also wanted to let him understand that the price of failure was death.

However, he did not expect the Lord of the City of Dawn to grow so quickly.

He had seen William twice, and each time, William had changed so much that he was not confident that he could kill William.

"What a pity, I was just a few seconds late."

Augustine clenched his fists as he ran. He was extremely regretful that he did not use his injuries to exchange for William's.

He had been too cautious. William's desperate look had made him fearful.

His Royal Highness, whom he had been talking about, was in hot pursuit of him. He was closing in on him because his agility was higher and his movement speed was faster.

Five minutes later, the two of them had already entered the depths of the forest and even rushed into a cave hidden by vines.

At this moment.

Both of them stopped at the same time.

William looked at Augustine in astonishment. Then, he glanced at the dense green eyes. It was as if he was saying, 'Buddy, you're quite good. You have a lot of tricks up your sleeves. Are you planning to ambush me?'

Augustine was also a little confused. He ran a little anxiously, but he was sure that he didn't run in the wrong direction.

According to logic, after passing through the cave, there should be a village in the valley ahead. It should be a paradise isolated from the rest of the world.

When he and Goethe Nasis were in trouble, they were saved by the people here. He knew that there were some messy tunnels here that could make William lose track of him.

"But … this place has become a Devil's Den?" Augustine did not dare to believe what he was seeing.

The dark creatures gradually appeared and kept closing in on the two of them.

William's lips twitched. He wanted to retreat.

But Augustine clenched his fists tightly. His eyes flickered.

Hence.

He plunged into the group of dark creatures and released his flaming sword energy.

At that moment.

Tens of dark creatures were slashed at the waist. Black blood splattered on the ground.

The flaming sword energy illuminated his vision.

It was also a valley.

"Why, why has this place become a Devil's Den?" The tyrannical Augustine was like a maniac. His sword energy kept flashing. Whether it was the skeleton soldiers, dark knights, or devil hounds, none of them could withstand a single blow from him.

William stopped in his tracks. He seemed to have thought of something …

Subsequently.

At the moment when the dark creatures retreated.

Some villagers with ferocious gazes and ordinary clothes walked out slowly.

Their bodies were covered with black veins. Their veins were bulging, giving off a terrifying vibe.

Augustine looked over in disbelief. He looked at these familiar strangers. He could call out each and every one of their names.

"Andy … Peter … You … How did you become like this?" Augustine's eyes flashed. He could not believe that this isolated small mountain village was gone.

"Why?" Augustine waved his sword again.

Rumble.

The sword energy slashed diagonally.

The flaming sword energy tore through the ground. It brushed past the villagers and hit the other dark creatures.

"I promised you that those who helped me would be covered in glory and wealth for the rest of your lives.

"At that time, you treated my words as a joke and ignored me.

"After I took control of the Iron Nation, Goethe also forgot about you …

"But I won't.

"I remember that after I trained my battle energy every day, you would send me meals.

"I remember that Andy and Peter dragged the two of us who were about to die and healed our wounds bit by bit.

"I remember … I trained here for a year every day!

"That period of time was the happiest period of my life.

"What I promised …

"I will definitely do it.

"You have been corrupted by darkness. I will bring your corpses back and let you lie in the coffin with me." Augustine clenched his fists. He would do what he said.

He walked forward and tore a piece of cloth to cover his eyes. He held the hilt of his sword and said in a deep voice, "My sword is very fast. It doesn't hurt."

It didn't hurt.

His words reverberated in the valley.

It was a pity that no one in the valley answered him.

Just as he was getting closer and closer to her.

The black veins on the villagers' bodies became bigger, and their veins became thicker. They opened their mouths and turned into ferocious ghouls that pounced on him.

"Is it the Despair Valley?" When William saw this, he finally remembered.

Augustine did not have the chance to enjoy glory. The first version of the war had just ended, and Devil's Dens had appeared all over the country. He had led teams to clear them all. He did not have the chance to welcome these 'people' to enjoy glory with him.

At that time, some players received a mission.

They were to replace Augustine to welcome his benefactor.

But when the players followed the route, they only saw a group of ghouls that had been corrupted by the devil. There were no living people.

What used to be a paradise had long since become a land of death …

William stood quietly. He did not choose to attack.

He decided to let Augustine deal with the Devil's Den!

But he would not leave. He would wait for Augustine to vent his anger before he personally beheaded him.

Those with different principles could not work together!

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