"The two of you, we meet again."
Colin looked down at the Earl Of Avon and Anna and said in a low voice.
Anna held her sword with both hands and stared at Colin nervously because he gave her a lot of pressure.
This made Anna extremely shocked because the last time she saw this Winged Knight in Silvermoon City, he was only at grade 4. But now, in less than two years, he seemed to have stepped into the threshold of grade 6.
Even Anna, who had always been known as the number one genius Knight in the Eastern Region, felt inferior to this speed of promotion.
The Earl Of Avon did not notice the change in Colin's strength. He just put on an expression of "as expected" and pointed at Colin.
"You really have a close relationship with the Angele family!"
Colin looked at Count Elven with great interest and asked, "What's the matter?
"Then guess, what is my relationship with the Angele family?"
The Earl Of Avon rubbed his chin and really made a guess.
"Actually, I have always felt that Earl Angele's promotion speed is too fast. He doesn't seem like the descendant of an unknown Baron family, but more like the illegitimate son of a Paladin family member who left behind in the Angele family.
And you, Mr. Winged Knight, I'm afraid that you are also related to this Paladin family member. Maybe he secretly arranged a Guardian Knight beside his illegitimate son! "
Clap! Clap!
Colin clapped his hands and praised: "Earl Of Avon, you are really smart!"
The Earl Of Avon of course heard the sarcasm in Colin's words, but he did not care and continued to guess:
"Mr. Winged Knight, if I'm not wrong, you should be a half-elf, right?"
"Why?" Colin held back his laughter: "Is it because the last time we met was in the half-elf kingdom?"
"No." The Earl Of Avon shook his head and pointed at Colin's huge bat wings. "You're a druid, aren't you? Although I don't know how you obtained this profession that should have disappeared along with the extinction of the High Elves, you wouldn't have been able to become a Druid without the Elven bloodline. "
Colin neither admitted nor denied the Earl Of Avon's guess. He only asked, "You seem to know a lot about Druids, don't you?"
"I do know a little about it." The Earl Of Avon smiled and said, "I also know that there are detailed records about druids in Yevel's Mage Tower. Of course, you may not be able to enter the Mage Tower, but if you need, I can make a copy for you."
"Really? Then I really have to thank you. "
"Of course. The House of Saint Prospero has always been hospitable. Since you've come to White Dew City, I naturally have the obligation to treat you well. "
"Hospitality?" Colin smiled disdainfully and said in a cold tone, "I think Count Angele has some opinions about this evaluation."
The Earl Of Avon sighed and said, "The death of Count Angele is indeed very regrettable. But if you blame Count Angele's death on the House of Saint Prospero, then you've been tricked by the assassins! "
"Oh?" Colin blinked and asked, "Do you know who assassinated Count Angele?"
The Earl Of Avon nodded and said in a sad and regretful tone, "If I'm not wrong, it should be my mother who did it."
"Is that so?" Colin laughed silently.
Unfortunately, this mocking smile was hidden in the blood mist and the Earl Of Avon could not see it.
"That's right, Mr. Winged Knight. I think you also know that my mother is the Archbishop of the Eastern Region, and the Church has been trying to control the Eastern Region to prevent the House of Saint Prospero from making peace with other lords.
When my father was alive, my mother still had some scruples, but now that my father is dead, she began to become unscrupulous. This time, she even brutally killed Count Angele in an attempt to completely destroy the relationship between the Eastern Region and the Northern Frontier.
So, if you really choose to take revenge on the House of Saint Prospero, then you'll be playing into the hands of the Church. "
Colin waved his bat wings and created an invisible cyclone on the empty street. At the same time, he said,
"But how come I heard that your mother was also assassinated?"
"Ah, the one who killed my mother was my aunt Beatrice. There was already a grudge between the two of them … But this is a personal grudge and has nothing to do with Count Angele's death. You don't have to think too much."
"Is that so?" Colin took a step forward and said coldly, "If your mother was really the murderer, but she's already dead. Who else can I take revenge on?"
The Earl Of Avon's expression changed. When he was about to speak, he felt a pressure like the deep sea spreading out from Colin's body and instantly enveloping the whole street.
"So, Earl Of Avon, use your life as a sacrifice to Count Angele's soul."
After saying that, Colin suddenly opened his mouth and sucked hard.
Hiss —
In an instant, the air on the whole street was crazily rushing toward Colin at the same time. Countless air currents formed a rapidly rotating vortex under the terrifying suction force.
The earth was shaking and the air was roaring.
The Earl Of Avon's body stiffened and cold sweat soaked through his clothes.
Anna, who was in front of him, looked solemn. She held her sword in both hands and stood in front of him. The wide blade of the sword was rapidly flowing with holy light, and in an instant, it opened into a huge white six-sided crystal.
However, the heavy pressure around him was still rising.
In Anna's eyes, the body of the Winged Knight in front of her seemed to be constantly expanding. Gradually, she had the illusion that the sky was covered by his body.
Roar!
The next second, Colin slightly opened his mouth, and endless terrifying energy burst out like a tide.
It covered the sky and covered the earth, sweeping away everything.
The whole street seemed to have been ravaged by a violent tornado, and rows of houses were all destroyed.
The white crystal in front of Anna slowly rotated, but it was difficult to maintain it. Small cracks that could be seen with the naked eye had quietly quietly appeared and were rapidly spreading in an uncontrollable trend.
Ka! Ka!
The cracks extended to the huge sword in Anna's hand, and the magic patterns imprinted on it were shining with dazzling light, but it still could not stop itself from collapsing.
Anna's slender body began to tremble, and red blood dripped from her mouth.
Only then did the Earl Of Avon come back to his senses. With a shake of his arm, a staff inlaid with a huge purple magical crystal slipped from his cuff.
Catching the staff, the Earl Of Avon quickly made a few gestures in front of his chest.
The purple magical crystal shone with a strange light, leaving marks in the air.
When the marks gradually formed a complicated magic circle, the Earl Of Avon's eyes widened and roared:
“ElenSilalumenn’Omentilvo！”
Boom!
The huge purple magical crystal at the top of the staff in the Earl Of Avon's hand suddenly exploded, turning into countless fine powder that drifted in the air.
In the dark night sky, a distant star seemed to twinkle.
The next moment, the Earl Of Avon seemed to have turned into a star.
For a moment, the light was boundless!
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