Chapter 358

There are a total of four thorn knights in the team, each of which is a strong holy rank.

This made Grace feel a little pressure, and it was obvious that there was a lot of pressure and difficulty to kill Luke from under the eyes of the four thorn knights, and forcible shots would surely cost herself a painful price.

After Grace learned of Swinburne's death, she went around investigating the murderer. It turned out that she didn't spend much effort at all. She knew in the newspaper who was the murderer of her lover.

It was hard to find Elgin the Great Swordsman, Grace didn't want to give up all her previous efforts, let alone take herself in in order to kill the Elgin Great Swordsman.

So Grace is very cautious now, and will not make a move without a sufficient success rate.

Grace was worried that she could not find a suitable opportunity to break through the guards of the four thorn knights, but Uncle Carl helped her invisibly.

As long as these two reckless men fight, it will inevitably cause chaos. There will be a chance at that time. Grace will make a magical attack on Luke in a state of absent-mindedness, in an attempt to kill him directly on the spot!

The holy rank magic power in Grace's body began to surging, prepare in advance to kill "Elgin Great Swordsman!"

"Tsk!" Merlin was speechless, thinking that Knight of Thorns is so annoying, isn't this adding to himself?

"Oh! Mr. Carl is going to fight the Thorn Knight. He seems to be a fighter. There is a good show~" Price touched his beard and found it very interesting.

Rukia sighed over her forehead, her face was not ordinary black, "I really can't stand this second-hand dad, what do you do to provoke the Knight of Thorns? In the end, don't you need Grandpa to wipe your butt?"

"Calm down Rukia..." Alice said comfortingly beside her.

Uncle Carl was naturally fearless in the face of Morrison's challenge. He was here to pick things up, and it didn't matter who played.

"Okay, you asked for this. I won't be responsible for crying."

Uncle Carl unceremoniously put on his black iron glove, and the radiance was full of mystery.

"Don't think that you can beat me in my older grade. It's fair to say that I have won many old guys, not worse than you." Morrison adjusted his weapon to a perfect state, already wanting to be safe. Can't help fighting.

"Huh! I like the hard-talking guys. I heard that you thorn knights are the most powerful. I will give it a try today."

As soon as Uncle Carl's voice fell, the golden thunder and lightning on his body suddenly surged, like a roaring beast roaring at the enemy!

Morrison was unwilling to lag behind, the golden anger surged, his skin turned crimson, like steel burned by flames, it looked as hideous as a ghost.

As soon as he came up, Morrison activated his triple profound meaning. The first level of the "Rakshasa Ghost" was activated, and various abilities increased exponentially, turning his body into a weapon in an instant.

"Drink!"

The two outstanding holy rank powerhouses shouted at the same time, slammed on the ground, face to face impact together, swinging heavy punches to attack each other.

The speed was so fast that it disappeared in place, and then a fierce storm was set off, and the onlookers who hit twice like ocean waves suddenly made people turn their backs!

Both Carl and Morrison are very powerful fighters. Head-on confrontation will inevitably lead to physical collisions. The thunder and lightning vindictiveness and the irritable dark red vindictiveness fade each other. They fight happily, and neither is willing to be softened.

The heavy punches of both sides were directed at each other's forehead, and they could not wait to blow the opponent's head with one blow, saying that it was a discussion, but this serious posture is simply a battle!

But just when everyone thought Mars was about to hit the earth, it suddenly changed.

A black hole each appeared in front of Carl and Morrison, slowly flowing like a vortex.

The fists of the two of them all plunged into the black hole, and then their fists came out of the black hole again, hitting their own faces severely!

This picture is too weird, it is as if I hit myself with my fist, and the entire space is distorted to varying degrees.

Like the twists and turns of the dimension, let your fists turn back and attack yourself!?

"Oh!"

Carl and Morrison were attacked by themselves, and they retreated one after another. Both faces were deformed by himself at that moment.

Merlin couldn't help frowning, thinking that this magic was weird, what was the black hole?As if you can open up the space channel, let your fist return to hit yourself?!Moreover, the waves of magical coercion were very strong, obviously it was a certain powerhouse who shot it.

Even Alice was in a daze. Seeing the weird vortex black hole, she reacted instantly and looked around, thinking she wouldn’t!?The old president of the royal capital also followed!?I was saved by him not long ago!

"Just... what happened to that... just now?" Rukia muttered to herself.

Luke frowned slightly, his back was wet with cold sweat, and a magic spell instantly knocked down two holy rank powerhouses. This Zijin adventurer was indeed not built, but a real powerhouse!If the Four Swordsman of the Elements meets the Zijin veteran president, I don't know what chance it will be!?

If it is true as the rumors say, Gregory and the royal family are very close, then it is simply the biggest obstacle to the progress of our Ofre family!

Luke couldn't help keeping his eyes on him, and raised his vigilance against the hidden Gregory, thinking that with this guy in the royal capital, I am afraid that the plan to change the dynasty will encounter considerable obstacles.

"That's black hole magic, it's really weird..." Milius squinted his eyes, secretly speechless.

"It is indeed an old monster who has lived for 400 years. There are still many palace magicians praising his legend." Winifred sighed seriously.

"..." Masefield had nothing to say, thinking what kind of strength this is, it's already too strong, and why is the black hole magic so weird?Play with the power of the holy rank in the palm of your hand with ease!No wonder your Majesty will specially invite him. Maybe he can really take down the real Elgin Great Swordsman...

Morrison was clutching his swollen face. He didn't expect that he would be knocked down by his fist, but he was still secretly surprised by Gregory's strength. He didn't know what was going on just now, and he was beaten by himself. This is the first time I have seen such a strange magic on the ground!

"Hiss~"

Carl covered his face and took a breath. He raised his head slightly, and saw an old man who was wrapped in a black robe and couldn't see his true appearance, holding a wand, and leaning back slowly.

The Zijin adventurer on the neck proved that he could see the identity of the other party clearly, and Uncle Carl's eyes widened.

"Ge...Master Gray..."

"Like the thunder and lightning, you are the Taylor family boy?" Gregory said in a very hoarse voice.

Grace in the dark was still in a cold sweat, suddenly put on her hood and turned to leave, a trace of horror flashed in her eyes

why!?

Why this parade will alarm this purple and gold monster!?

Don’t adventurers never want to participate in political struggles?

No way!If you can't do it here, you will be killed instantly!

Retreat temporarily, and wait until the night is quiet before coming to take the life of Elgin Great Swordsman...

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Chapter 27: Dementia

After a series of riots, the parade of the Bauhinia Knights in Wrexham ended.

As both an adventurer, and Gregory had a good friendship with Old Taylor, he simply went to Wrexham's guild as a guest.

At this time in Wrexham's guild, many adventurers temporarily lost interest in Elgin's Great Swordsman, and instead came directly to watch Gregory.

Gregory is a magician full of legends. At the beginning of the establishment of the empire, he served as an advisor to the palace magician. Leaving the royal family is also known as the famous Zijin adventurer, this life is already brilliant enough for ordinary people.

Many adventurers did not leave, but while drinking, looked at the table between Gregory and Old President Taylor.

The relationship between the guild and the guild is very delicate, it is said that they are colleagues, but because of the absolute competitive relationship, things rushing to compete with each other often happen.

After all, everyone needs to develop, which guild is stronger?The more commissions you receive, it affects your own interests.

Gregory himself, as the president of the Royal Adventurers' Guild, is friends with Old Taylor, but he is in a certain opposite.

At this moment, the two chairpersons are sitting and chatting face to face, as if meeting old friends.

"Long time no see, Tyler, I remember the last time we met was ten years ago, and you are a lot older..." Gregory's voice was hoarse, sounding like an old bellows whistling.

"I am not the same as you. Time is not forgiving." Old Taylor sighed and continued, "But then again, why didn't you come to Wrexham and notify me in advance so that I can meet you."

"There is no need to engage in such rituals. I was also commissioned by the Queen this time, otherwise I would not have the opportunity to come to Wrexham." Gregory said in a low voice, "If it weren't for seeing your kid making trouble in the street, I might not come over and take a look."

Provoking the Thorns Knights usually causes trouble. Gregory sees Carl and Morrison fighting on the street and going out to friendship with Old Taylor, so he stops it to prevent things from becoming troublesome.

"Oh? The Queen's commission? It must be about Elgin's great swordsman, right?" Old Taylor squinted, seemingly aware.

"You guessed it all?" Gregory was surprised.

Old Taylor deliberately lowered his voice and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "The one named Luke... is a fake Elgin swordsman. Although he defeated the two thorn knights in a performance, the action of swinging the sword is fundamental It is the pediatrics department, without the charm of a strong person, which is not in line with the rumored Elgin swordsman."

"Hehehe, your eyes are as sharp as before..." Gregory laughed, his rickety old body trembling nonstop.

"You accept the Queen's commission, is it an interference in politics? We adventurers have strict rules, and we are never allowed to be involved in political disputes." Old Taylor tried to remind Gregory.

"It doesn't matter, I am acting in my own name, and have nothing to do with the Adventurer's Guild." Gregory said lightly, seemingly not taking the rules in mind.

"You are no longer a palace magician. Is it worth taking such a big risk?" Old Taylor looked strange, feeling that although Gregory was an adventurer, he always played for the royal family.

"If this is human nature, when I was a weak fellow, I was taken care of by Egbert, the first king of the empire, and was kind to me, so I wanted to take care of the descendants of the first king as much as I could. "Gregory said leisurely.

"You are so old, but still so emotional?" Old Taylor said helplessly.

"Don't talk about this..." Gregory waved his haggard hand, looked around and said, "Is your guild developing well? It seems like it means working hard?"

"Of course, I always dream of surpassing the guild in the royal capital, and let my guild rank in front of your guild." Old Taylor said meaningfully.

"Hahaha, interesting..." Gregory laughed suddenly and said calmly, "Let’s not talk about the huge gap between your Wrexham Guild and mine. Even the number one in Wales is not your turn to sit. Ah? The overlord guild of Wales is Cardiff. If you want to surpass me, you first need to climb the mountain in front of you."

"It is only a matter of time for us to become the No. 1 union in Wales." Old Taylor said confidently.

"Where is your self-confidence? The Cardiff Adventurers' Guild is also full of talents, and there are many troublesome characters." Gregory paused, adding, "What about you becoming the number one in Wales? Our guild is in the royal capital and has an absolutely insurmountable advantage. I advise you not to have too many expectations..."

"It's true that we have drawn a very powerful newcomer here. The future is unlimited, and you may drop your chin by then." Old Taylor said proudly, his pale eyebrows raised.

"Oh? Newcomer? Which newcomer?" Gregory asked curiously. It must be a very good guy to make old Taylor like this?

"It's there." Old Taylor stretched out his finger and pointed at Merlin and Alice in the distance. In fact, he only pointed at Merlin.

Gregory didn't know who Old Taylor was pointing at, but he knew it was the man and the woman.

As the dark iron adventurer on Merlin's neck proved, it was impossible to attract his attention and was simply ignored.

Gregory looked at Alice carefully, took a closer look, and then his eyes lit up, thinking that this female doll was extraordinary.