Chapter 240

Samuel yelled and became annoyed, but he didn't want to go wrong in this critical juncture.

Although I can stop for a while, if you don't inject magic power into the "elf crying" for a long time, the entire magic circle will directly collapse.

"Did you forget me so soon? Lord Samuel, didn't we meet at the palace ball before?"

The seventh knight of thorns, Morrison walked slowly, with the help of the dim light, he could barely see his hearty smile and slightly irritating pink hair.

"Oh~" Samuel saw Morrison clearly and said calmly, "Isn't this the famous Seventh Knight of the Thorns? How come there will be free time to come to me?"

"You made such a big noise, and plunged the entire king into crisis. In such a turbulent situation, can anyone of us Bramble Knight take time off?" Morrison spread his hands, his expression very helpless.

"Huh, since you can show up here, it proves that Saran who was in ambush has been defeated? It's really a useless waste!" Samuel was not in a good mood, and was expecting Saran to help him stop the Knight of Thorns. , But now he just put in an eye-catching bug.

Now it's a critical juncture. If you are careless, you will lose all the games. Samuel is so angry that you can understand it.

"You set up an ambush halfway? It's a pity that I didn't meet..." Morrison shook his head.

"The fish that slipped through the net..." Samuel frowned, and it was difficult to guess where Morrison came from.

"But no matter what your subordinates, I am afraid it will be difficult to defeat other thorn knights." Morrison shrugged his shoulders, looking very relaxed.

"Ha, so confident?" Samuel sneered.

"We are the elite of the entire Great Britain. Do you think we are all rice buckets? How can we be one of the twelve without two brushes?" Morrison explained lightly.

Whether it is Milius or Winifred, they have very tough strength.

As for Masefield, there is no need to talk about being the first thorn knight.

"Actually, in my eyes, the Thorns Knight is basically a rice bucket. Even the well-known Masefield, I am able to step her under my feet..." Samuel showed a smile but a smile.

"Your Excellency Samuel, your temperament has really changed. Think about how beautiful and dignified you were before. You are the most dazzling socialite in the prom, but now it has become so ugly, it's really disappointing..." Morrison gave a melancholy expression.

"Is the look of my dark elf that scared you?" Samuel's tone didn't make any waves.

"It's kind of, at first I thought you were an ordinary person, but I didn't expect to be a strong man who can spur a big magic circle on his own..." Morrison clenched his gloves, seemingly intending to do it.

"There are more things that surprise you. What you see is just the tip of the iceberg." Samuel sneered.

"Really, I don't want to look at it at all." Morrison twisted his gloves and glanced at Shirley in the middle of the magic circle. "Before doing it, I want to ask who that beautiful female elf is?"

"It's okay to tell you, but don't be scared..." Take Multon for a while, and continue, "He is the little daughter of the Elf King, Your Highness Shirley, how about it? Does it feel surprised?"

"Uh!?"

Morrison was stunned. He didn't expect that the princess of the Elf clan that everyone had been looking for was here?!

Judging from the current situation, he was imprisoned by his own group, no wonder I kept looking for it.

Morrison's expression suddenly became stern, knowing that the matter was of great importance, and that the elf princess must be rescued as soon as possible. This was the urgent delay.

"You bastard, you have been hiding the princess privately, what the hell are you making?"

"You don't need to know this, as long as you know it, from today onwards, Great Britain no longer exists." Samuel said grimly.

"Really? I want to see where Samuel's self-confidence comes from..." Morrison's golden grudge burst out suddenly, dispelling the darkness around him.

"Although it's a bit wrong to hit a woman, I won't be merciful when dealing with a poisonous woman like you."

"As long as I am here, your ambition is absolutely impossible to achieve!"

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Chapter 65:

Morrison's figure is like a cheetah, swiftly moving back and forth.

In the eyes of outsiders, only a golden shadow can be seen!

As the Seventh Knight of the Thorns, Morrison's strength is naturally not weak, and can definitely crush most people.

But in front of Samuel, he was still a little insignificant, completely passive.

This shows that Samuel seems to be a weak woman, but her strength can only be described as terror!

Although Morrison was very good at close combat, it was useless to meet Samuel.

Because Samuel was a magician of the wind system, Morrison couldn't find a chance to get close at all, unable to play his martial arts.

This situation is extremely bad. The two have been fighting for several rounds. Samuel's posture is calm and calm, and he didn't move a step from start to finish, but Morrison showed fatigue.

The devastating tornado hit, Morrison could only jump up and down like a monkey, looking extremely embarrassed.

The fists of the counter-attack were also resisted by the thick wind wall, and it was even difficult for Samuel's defense to break through!?

Samuel didn't use his full strength at all, and allocated a part of his energy to take care of the "Elven Crying" magic circle, but it was more than enough against Morrison.

A few fierce wind blades came out, and the powerful force seemed to be able to tear the space and pass by!

Morrison kept turning over to avoid, then fell on the ground panting, supporting his body with one hand, glaring at Samuel.

"Haha~" Samuel chuckled and said contemptuously, "This is your strength? Really weak, I feel like I'm watching a monkey perform..."

"Hey!" Morrison curled his lips, dripping cold sweat on his forehead, thinking that Samuel was so powerful!?Beyond my imagination!There is no room for her own fighting skills to display in front of her, and she can't even find a chance to get close!

"I said that you thorn knights are all rice buckets, now you believe it?" Samuel bared his fangs and said with a mockery, "Maybe you guys are good at messing around in Great Britain, but if you put it outside, you won't be able to get on the table. The weak."

"Nonsense..." Morrison gritted his teeth and stood up slowly.

"Is it hard to accept reality? After seeing a powerful existence like me, you have already begun to doubt life!?" Samuel's mouth turned up, his attitude was high.

"That's not enough, I'm not that weak yet." Morrison adjusted his trap and said seriously, "I want to tell you that we are not weak at all, each of them has his own firm beliefs. ."

"Hmph, then you can tout each other in your own small circle, you can't see the real power, you will always be the scorpion in your dreams!" Samuel sneered and looked down on these thorn knights at all. Even Masefield is the same, nothing more than a false powerhouse who has been blown over.

"Hillboy? Maybe..." Morrison looked serious and said lightly, "I admit that you are very powerful, and the power of wind magic is very powerful. I have always been a little tricky to deal with magicians who are good at defense, but it is definitely not without Chance to win."

"I'm a magician who is good at defense?" Samuel seemed to have heard a big joke, "Dare to say you, I just played you like a monkey, if I get serious, you are now dead. "

"Really? Then please be more serious, and let me learn the magical meaning of the elves!"

Morrison roared, and the holy rank fighting spirit on his body suddenly changed, like a violent monster!

His skin gradually appeared crimson red, and blue veins suddenly appeared on his body, as if it would explode in the next second.

In a short period of time, Morrison became a red-skinned monster, and his coercion was many times stronger than before!

This is Morrison's profound meaning "Raksha Ghost", transformed from a human into a fighting frenzy, and all abilities have soared!

"Oh? Interesting..." Samuel said calmly, thinking that Morrison's move could barely catch his eye.

"Let's have a good fight!" Morrison slammed on the ground, rushing out like red lightning, almost crushing the floor of the clock tower.

"Do you think you can fight me by turning into a red crab? Stupid!" Samuel flipped his fingers, and the violent storm suddenly swept through him, rushing toward Morrison with an angry scream.

"Heh!" Morrison planned the storm with a fierce punch, successfully deceiving Samuel.

"Not bad..." Samuel was not afraid of danger, and he still had time to complain.

A red light flashed in Morrison's eyes, and immediately followed by the second punch. Although the fist did not arrive, the fierce fist wind was enough to shred people alive!

At this moment, a big tornado suddenly rose from the soles of Samuel's feet, protecting himself 360° without dead ends, and integrating offense and defense!

Morrison was like crazy, punched into the big tornado, the trap in his hand suddenly shattered, his arm was injured, and then he was blown away severely!

"Experience your incompetence! Hahaha..." Samuel laughed madly, hooked his little hand, and the two tornadoes were like whips. They slapped Morrison in mid-air and forced him into a whirlwind. Little top!

Morrison slammed into the wall, lying on the ground, motionless, the delicate compartments were all shattered, and his body was covered with scars.

"Will you be worthy to fight with me? I have no interest in bullying friends..." Samuel smiled and shook his head, and said casually, "Among you Thorn Knights, Masefield can fight I have tried two tricks, but only two tricks."

"What a joke, cough cough..." Morrison, who was all red, barely supported his body with his fists and stood up.

"Can you still stand up? I advise you to give up. You will die miserably if you continue." Samuel joked.

"Can't you tell me to give up, I will give up honestly!"

Morrison's holy rank fighting spirit became more intense than before, and even turned from gold to black!

His crimson skin also became more lustrous, and a few wriggles on his forehead, two red fleshy horns sprang out!?

This is the second state change of the "Rakshasa Ghost", it really looks like a "ghost"!

Morrison's strength has been greatly improved again, and even his injuries healed instantly!

"Can you become stronger? Are you a cockroach?" Samuel's expression became serious. Even after a long distance, he could feel the almost crazy pressure.

"I will beat you upright in the hall!" Morrison's voice became hoarse, but his angry tone was shocking.

"You have to be careful, I am very different now from just now."

"To be honest, even I am afraid of entering the second state."

"Because this power is too strong, I can barely control it..."

outside.

Merlin raised his head and looked up at the 300-foot clock tower, speculating that the source of the chaos should be at the top.

"It's so tall, forget it, with my body, it's not too difficult..."

Merlin frowned, squatted into the sky, planning to jump directly to the top of the clock tower.