Cultivating Immortals For All: I Can Modify The Script Of Life

Chapter 580: The Power To Face The Blade, Mysterious Warhammer

But at this moment, a huge momentum swept over.

There was a low, hoarse voice in the air, as if it came from the depths of the 10,000-meter sea, and it was like the howling of Nine Nether evil spirits.

"Let him go."

Li Ang's complexion changed abruptly, and he immediately let go and backed away. At the same time, a long knife slashed at the position where he had just stood, leaving a hideous ravine, and the wind of the knife blew up dust all over the sky.

A cavalryman wearing a heavy helmet stood in front of Lordaeron.

Behind the cavalry are several witch doctors and Priest in black robes with mysterious auras.

The witch doctor headed by him is the youngest, only 18 years old, with a beautiful face, crystal clear skin, and agile eyes, just like an elf.

Her body is covered with strange bottles and jars, all kinds of healing staffs, holy symbols and gemstone necklaces.

In addition, there is a small and exquisite alchemy potion box.

"Alva."

Lordaeron gave a weak cry.

The knight turned around immediately, supporting Lordaeron.

Lordaeron wiped the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, looked at Li Ang, was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "Thank you, Alva, I am convinced of the defeat.

However, I hope you can fulfill your bet and spare my life.

I can tell you a secret about my big brother. He once sent his men to sneak into the royal city to investigate your identity. "

Li Ang's eyes narrowed, "Who is your big brother?"

Lordaeron enunciated clearly: "Anglo Salah, His Majesty's most beloved son, the future heir to the English royal family.

He saw you before you entered the palace. "

Li Ang narrowed his eyes, "Why should I trust you?"

"Because I know your identity!"

Lordaeron gritted his teeth and said, "Although I don't know why, you will become that crazy woman's servant...

But your existence did arouse Anglo's suspicion.

He sent us to investigate you, and we were unsuccessful. "

Li Ang frowned slightly, "What does Anglo suspect of me?"

"He suspects..."

Lordaeron's eyes gradually became distracted, and his voice became ethereal and ethereal, "You are the illegitimate child of a great existence.

He thinks that you have a very powerful hidden ability, even the Holy Light is difficult to see through..."

"oh?"

Li Ang's eyes twitched, "Why does Anglo feel this way?"

Lordaeron shook his head and said, "He said that he sensed danger from you..."

"Um?"

Li Ang was surprised, "What danger? Your big brother isn't trying to kill me, is he?"

Lordaeron kept silent, obviously unwilling to say more.

Li Ang smiled coldly, "It seems that I must execute you as soon as possible.

After all... I don't want to provoke such a troublesome enemy either! "

After the words fell, he lightly stepped on the ground with his feet, cast teleportation skills and disappeared in place, and when he resurfaced, he appeared behind Lordaeron.

Lordaeron was terrified, reacted extremely quickly, twisted his waist, and swept his right leg out.

Li Ang stretched out two fingers, clamped his short blade firmly, and held it firmly in the palm of his hand.

Lordaeron's pupils shrank suddenly, and he pulled back the dagger with all his strength, but found that the dagger was locked firmly, and he couldn't draw it out no matter what.

He immediately understood that the other party was far more terrifying than him!

In the next second, he heard a cold voice in his ear, "I accept your head!"

"Pfft!"

The sharp point of the sword pierced Lordaeron's temple, and a fountain of scarlet blood spewed out, staining Li Ang's cheeks red, but it was still warm, as if the body temperature of Lordaeron still remained.

He slowly drew out the dagger, threw it casually, and let the dagger fall into the grass, then turned to look at the cavalryman who appeared suddenly.

The cavalryman was more than three meters tall, his body was muscular, his skin was dark and shiny, he was holding a six or seven foot long hammer tightly in his hand, his whole body was as black as ink.

The warhammer was conical in shape and covered with fine rust, as if it had experienced hundreds of years of wear and tear.

The handle of the war hammer is engraved with complex and complicated inscription symbols, and the surface is covered with moss.

On the top of the hammer was a ferocious wolf head, with its fangs and teeth open, revealing its white teeth towards Li Ang.

Li Ang stared at the cavalry with cold eyes, "Are you a werewolf?"

The cavalry grinned and let out a low growl: "You killed His Highness Andre, all werewolves will hunt you down..."

"Ha, these idiots really think of me as a human hound?"

Li Ang sneered, and asked bluntly, "Tell me, what's your name? Why did you save Lordaeron?"

A trace of confusion flashed in the cavalry's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by violence, "If you kill you, no one will know..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Ang took the first step to bully him, kicked the cavalryman in the chest, kicked him hard for tens of meters, and fell to the ground.

The cavalryman struggled to get up, and the warhammer in his hand flew out.

Li Ang rolled over, dodged the war hammer, jumped back, and kicked out with a whip kick, hitting the cavalry's forehead.

The cavalryman fell on his back, his nose collapsed, his eye sockets sunken, and plasma gushed out of his cranial cavity, killing him instantly.

"Ding~"

The war hammer fell to the ground, and the dust was scattered.

Li Ang went over to pick up the hammer, and examined it carefully.

The warhammer is not a metal product, its texture is soft, and it feels a little slippery to the touch, as if it has been soaked in grease for a long time.

The handle of the war hammer was engraved with cumbersome and ancient patterns. Li Ang sniffed it closely, and there was a faint fishy smell.

"What material is this made of?"

He looked up and looked around, and saw some ashes on the ground. It seemed that many bones had been buried. Judging from the thickness of the bones, they were all the bones of jackals.

Li Ang picked up the warhammer, held it in his left hand, and walked slowly towards Lordaeron, "Don't be afraid, I'll change your body for you."

"No, I don't need to."

Lordaeron waved his hand, panting, "I can live for another 10 minutes.

I mean, I want to make a deal with you. "

"Trading?" Li Ang raised his eyebrows, "How do you trade?"

Lordaeron said: "I am a nobleman of the kingdom, if you kill me, it is equivalent to declaring war.

Anglo will definitely not let it go, you will definitely be besieged by wolves.

and……

Your current body is human, right?

My bloodline is very pure, it can give you great power..."

"etc."

Li Ang interrupted him, frowning: "I am human."

"ah?"

Lordaeron was stunned, and immediately showed a stunned expression, "I see...you are a fake, pretending to be a werewolf.

It's a pity that my magic device has been scrapped, otherwise, I could detect your magic fluctuations. "

Li Ang ignored his nonsense, and said indifferently: "Since you are a nobleman and an officer of the Royal Knights, you must know the exact location of the Osiris Mountains, take me to find it!"

Lordaeron hesitated for a while, then shook his head, "You should have heard a saying, 'Better to mess with Yan Luo than the Pope'.

I'm just a Commoner, it's not worth taking such a big risk for me, you let me go..."

"Heh, are you from Common?"

Li Ang snorted coldly, raised his right arm, and punched Lordaeron hard in the abdomen.