"Who are you?"
Capone asked in a deep voice with a solemn expression.
"I … am here … to kill you!"
The Armored Man's way of speaking was a bit strange, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time. It was difficult and slow.
But the killing intent contained in his words was so substantial that it couldn't be ignored.
Capone felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. Although the other party hadn't made a move yet and he couldn't figure out his background, Capone knew that the Armored Man's strength wasn't below his own, just from the fact that he could appear behind him without a sound!
When did such a master appear in Alfalfa City?
"How did I offend Your Excellency to make you want to kill me?" Capone asked tentatively.
At the same time, he saw Orlando, who had fallen into despair, with a gloating smile on his face.
This smile made Capone's heart thump. He realized that he had been fooled!
Orlando was the bait!
The Armored Man didn't answer Capone's question, perhaps because he was too lazy to explain.
He slowly pulled out the long sword at his waist, and the sonorous sound of unsheathing broke the last trace of hope in Capone's heart.
Chi!
The long sword swung out.
In an instant, countless images poured into Capone's mind.
He seemed to see magma flowing, volcanoes erupting, and cliffs breaking and falling. Huge rocks crashed to the ground, and flames and meteors burst out in all directions.
"Ahhh!!!"
Capone roared and suddenly broke free from the illusion. When he opened his eyes again, he was shocked to find that the tip of the Armored Man's sword was about to touch his forehead.
Boom!
At the critical moment, Capone only had time to raise his sword and swing it up.
A huge explosion shook the ground, and the broadsword in Capone's hand shattered inch by inch like glass.
Countless fragments fell to the ground, making a sizzling sound. There was also a wisp of smoke, as if it had just been thrown into a hot furnace to forge.
The terrifying impact knocked Capone away, and he knelt on the ground.
The Armored Man slowly approached, his cold eyes filled with a bone-chilling murderous intent.
"It's over," Orlando said gloatingly, a trace of relief flashing in his eyes.
But at this moment, Capone's lowered head suddenly raised. His arms were crossed in front of him in an instant, and he roared:
"I want you to die!"
Clang! Clang!
As Capone waved his hands, streaks of cold black light streaked across his body like scissors.
The two figures crossed each other and retreated once again.
The Armored Man didn't seem to realize that Capone's attack had suddenly become so strange. Two deep cracks immediately appeared on his chest armor.
Capone stood in front of the Armored Man, bent his knees and bent his waist. Two daggers glowing with a faint blue light appeared in his hands. A sinister and crazy smile appeared on his face. He roared in a strange tone, "Don't worry.
"Brat, I'm going to rip open your chest, cut open your skull, peel off your skin, and bring all your organs back for my collection!"
The Armored Man stared at Capone and spoke again in a stiff tone, "You … are also Grade 6."
Capone smiled smugly and said, "That's right. I've been hiding my strength for many years. I didn't expect that it was actually forced out by you!
Kid, who the hell are you?
As a sixth-order warrior, it's impossible for him to be nameless. "
Indeed, although a sixth-order warrior wasn't as rare as a Sanctuary-level (Grade 7) warrior, he was definitely a big shot. In the entire Radiance Empire, there were only a handful of them.
The Armored Man still didn't reveal his identity. He just looked at Capone with indifferent eyes, as if the other party's hidden strength didn't worry him too much.
It was just that this indifference was seen by Capone as a disregard for himself, which also deeply hurt his proud heart.
"Hiding your head but showing your tail, go to hell!"
Capone didn't hesitate to activate his strongest state. A faint blue light suddenly burst out from his hands, spreading upward like flowing water, and condensing into a strange symbol in the middle of his chest.
In an instant, his speed suddenly increased by a large margin.
Chi!
His whole body suddenly turned into a blue shadow and rushed toward the Armored Man.
The Armored Man didn't dodge, and his posture was still indifferent. He just held his sword with both hands and raised it high.
Whoosh!
The long sword suddenly twisted, drawing a semicircular arc in the air.
In the blink of an eye, countless thin lines condensed from fighting energy fell from the sky like dense arrows, madly shooting toward Capone's position.
Capone's eyes narrowed, but he didn't dodge at all. His eyes lit up with a dazzling blue light, and in an instant, it was as if everything in the world had stopped at the same time.
Boom!
The two men collided without any fancy moves, and a circle of invisible ripples suddenly burst out, like ripples spreading in all directions.
Orlando looked at the two men in the battle with a horrified expression, completely dispelling the original idea of going up to help. He could only keep retreating, for fear of being affected by the aftermath of the battle.
Clang! Clang!
The two men were evenly matched, and in an instant, they exchanged countless blows.
After separating again, Capone suddenly laughed and said, "Lucien of the Northern Frontier, so it's you!"
Obviously, after this exchange, Capone recognized the Armored Man's true identity.
However, the Armored Man didn't have any reaction to this, neither admitting nor denying it.
On the side, Orlando's heart trembled slightly. Of course, he had heard of Lucien's name. He knew that this level-six warrior of the Northern Frontier had married Countess Schultz, and that countless warriors were envious of him.
However, a month ago, he was suddenly exposed for plotting to kill Bishop John of Swan City. Since then, his reputation had been tarnished, and even Countess Schultz had drawn a clear line with him.
He didn't expect that he would actually appear in Alfalfa City, and …
Just as Orlando's imagination was running wild, Lucien and Capone were once again entangled in battle.
Perhaps it was because his identity had been exposed, Lucien's attacks became fiercer and fiercer. He even had a crazy momentum of fighting with his life.
Puchi!
Capone grabbed the long sword that pierced his right shoulder, and with a grim smile, he stabbed a dagger into Lucien's left chest. At the same time, he licked his lips, his eyes cold and manic as he growled,
"You want to fight with your life on the line? Hahaha … I've experienced countless battles in my life, and the last thing I'm afraid of is fighting with my life on the line! "
Lucien didn't say a word, nor did he take half a step back. His right hand sank, and the long sword slashed down along Capone's shoulder!
Crack, crack, crack. The sound of bones breaking could be heard.
Capone didn't budge an inch, and the madness on his face became more intense. The dagger in his hand twisted rapidly, stirring up Lucien's chest like an electric drill.
The two peak warriors were no different from desperate beasts that had met on a narrow path. All skills, strategies, and glory were thrown to the back of their minds. There was only one last thought left — to kill each other.
The gurgling blood kept dripping, blooming into a demonic flower of blood on the devastated ground.
A tragic aura circulated in the air, as if the Grim Reaper had quietly arrived, quietly waiting for the moment to wave his scythe.
Capone stared at the Armored Man's eyes, trying to find a trace of hesitation and retreat in them.
A warrior like him, who had climbed up step by step from the bottom, had long been accustomed to this feeling of wandering on the edge of life and death.
He also knew very well that in this process of constantly falling into the bottomless abyss, whoever retreated first would lose.
Capone had gambled with his opponent countless times, and every time, he was the winner.
Therefore, this time, he still firmly believed that he would win!
Gradually, Capone's body began to shake, and the excessive blood loss made his brain start to lack oxygen. In a trance, he seemed to smell the breath of death.
But Capone still didn't retreat. He knew that as long as he could hold on for a while, his opponent would definitely collapse!
It had always been like this in the past!
This time, it would be no exception!
However, as time went by, Capone's confidence was rapidly fading.
This was because he was shocked to find that the Armored Man opposite him was even more determined than him. Moreover, the Armored Man's strength didn't weaken in the slightest, and his body didn't tremble at all. It was as if what he had stabbed into the Armored Man's chest wasn't a fatal dagger, but a negligible needle.
However, at this moment, even if Capone wanted to retreat, it was impossible.
There was no turning back in the process of falling into the cliff of death. The Grim Reaper waiting at the bottom of the valley must harvest a soul.
"You … Why … Aren't you afraid …" Capone asked weakly.
The Armored Man opposite him didn't answer, but the ridicule in his eyes was so strong that it was about to overflow.
Bang!
Finally, Capone was completely exhausted and knelt in front of the Armored Man.
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