Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 103: Promoted

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The air was filled with a faint smell of blood, and the warden's chest was rising and falling, breathing continuously. At the thirteenth level, he had already used three abilities in a row, but Allen was more difficult than he thought. The boy rolled over on the ground and stood up tenaciously. But the more so, the warden became more and more sure that they were the murderers of the town. Otherwise, with a few weak crowns, how could they have the strength of the town because they were also engravers.

Especially for the white-haired boy in front of him, the warden’s hands are still hot, and roasting a thousand-degree flame is not as simple as burning it to the skin.

Allen spit out **** sputum, his eyes pinned to the warden like wolves. The opponent's unreserved attack aroused him to be fierce, and at the same time it became clearer if he couldn't defeat the man in front of him. Even if the exit is only a few steps away, Freedom World has never been with him since then.

How could he be trapped in prison, let alone hang in public in a few days!

Stimulated by the warden and the situation in front of him, Allen's spirit kept focusing. After all the gains and losses, including life and death, the only thought left with him at this moment is to bring down the bear-like strong man in front of him.

The spirit is naturally embedded in a strange realm, and the scene of the stars in the Yuanli star sea flashes by, and the angle and trajectory of the superstar slanting through the sky seem to have an indescribable theory. Allen seemed to feel something, and with a sword in his hand, he stretched his arms in front of him and raised them. The palm front drew a perfect arc in the air, like a first quarter moon bursting out of a cloud.

When the hand knife is held high, and the palm edge is in a straight line with the tip of the nose, Allen's whole body is rising steadily. Following the palm of the palm, the flames spewed, and the orange flames suddenly rose high, like a bright sky fire, illuminating Alan's figure.

Suddenly, in the eyes of the warden, Allen's body seemed to rise up. It is like stepping on the absolute peak, standing on the top of the mountain, with a magnificent momentum. Especially the sky flame column that the palm front spit, as if the sky is grounded, made him feel unable to resist. The warden's heart was beating hard, and the blood in his whole body accelerated, and Alan's unintentional display of the natural and mighty power gave birth to a trace of fear.

Allen felt something, and immediately leaned forward. It was just a subtle movement that fell into the eyes of the warden, but he saw that the fire suddenly turned into a fiery burning moon. The Yanyue tilted, the peaks and ridges shattered, and the orange and yellow Yanyue suddenly took advantage of the situation to fall diagonally, pressing against him with the power of destruction!

The warden roared, but this roar sounded a little short of breath. He urged the source of energy in his body, and the bear arm rose another point. The bear claws buckled deeply into the ground, and as the warden ran forward, the bear claws like steel tore apart the ground. The warden drank again, and the bear's arms waved, and the five claws greeted the bright and flaming moon falling from the sky with a sharp sound tearing the air.

Seeing that the two were about to meet each other, suddenly a figure flashed in between Alan and the warden. The white clothes saw whirled, and the badge on the military cap flung a bright yellow stream under the firelight. The man bounced his hands, and first slapped Alan's sword on the sky fire, then folded his five fingers together, and slapped the warden's bear claw with a light punch.

At the moment, the skyfire on Allen's knife seemed to be thrown into a black hole, and it was quickly sucked up and transferred to that person's hand. As for the warden, there was a real force collision. The air blasted a blast, and a shock wave visible to the naked eye spread in a ring, shaking the floor and walls around the passage to shatter. The warden gave a punch to retreat. He couldn't hold back his momentum even after more than a dozen steps, and sat down on the ground.

The man was so free now, his hands shook, and he put out the sky fire that he had received from Alan. The flames dissipated, revealing Windsor Bello's smiling face. Alan opened his mouth wide, and finally recovered. Windsor Bello blinked at him and said, "Good job, little guy. You have released the natural trend again. Use it a few more times, and you will probably be able to use it. Be comfortable. But considering that you don’t have enough source power now, so it’s not necessary, so don’t let it go. Otherwise, you will kill one thousand and hurt yourself eight hundred."

What Windsor Bello said is definitely not intimidation, after all, the general trend of nature implies certain rules of cosmic changes in it. Therefore, when driving it, the combination of power and technology, such as wind assisting fire, greatly increases its power. However, after becoming a trend, it is necessary to cultivate the trend, and when the insights deepen, can we use the general trend freely to achieve the purpose of driving the momentum and cheering.

Like Allen, he has not become a vigor, but his life is still short. If you drive the momentum indiscriminately, you will not have a deep understanding of certain rules in the natural trend you have achieved, and you will be able to let go but not to take it back. It's easy to hurt yourself, and Allen's source strength is only tenth level, and his foundation is shallow. Once the general trend recedes, it may hurt its roots and cause hidden injuries that cannot be recovered in a lifetime.

At that time, even though his talent was amazing, he didn't want to reach the peak of strength, and regretted it for life.

Speaking of all, Alan has released Yueyue's power twice, the first time it has just become a trend, and the borrowed Yueyue's power is only fur. So Alex abandoned the knife, Allen was able to barely disperse without going against the general trend; as for this time, it was not Windsor Bello who made the move, instead of the warden, took over Allen’s story with a clever technique. With Yanyue's slash, the warden who didn't even know what his power was might be slashed to death by Allen.

But Alan will not be well, he can let it go but can't take it. At that time, the general trend is back, and it is quite rare for Allen to get his life back.

Now is the perfect ending. Windsor Bello eased the two offensive by an absolute gap, but none of them died. Just seeing Marshal Greed of Wolf approach him, not to mention Alan, even the warden's face became quite weird.

What is going on here?

This question is probably a question that lies in the hearts of the two of them.

The night is low, and a first quarter moon is high above the sky. A few floating clouds drifted by, letting the moonlight appear and disappear from time to time behind the clouds.

In the small town of Rodos, not far from the prison, the only bar in the town is wafting with local-style music and the noise that has been rare to hear for several days. Half a month ago, the small town of Rodos was ransacked, and the Thai half of the residents died tragically. Even the small town has been wafting an atmosphere of gloom and misty fog since then. The bar in the town has not been open for nearly ten days, and tonight is for a group of special guests.

"Come on, drink and drink." As soon as Windsor Bello left Babylon, she looked like a drunkard, holding the wine bottle frequently to find people to drink, completely without the image of when she arrived in Babylon.

Looking at the blushing Windsor Bello, Alan couldn't help but think of Hughton, even though the two of them were far apart regardless of their looks and gender.

As Allen had guessed before, the second round of Windsor Bello's assessment was really not actual combat, but knocking them out and throwing them into jail to assess their response and ability to act. During this whole process, even the warden was kept in the dark. The murderer who slaughtered the town of Rhodos was indeed a person, but he dropped the bag for Windsor Bello. As for the real murderer, the garrison had already killed him.

Windsor Bello did not give clear hints on the subject of this assessment. Only those who successfully escaped can get the qualifications for promotion, obviously, in the process. Nellie was the first to lose the qualifications, but the girl's psychology had almost collapsed on the second day of imprisonment. So now even sitting at the wine table, but silent.

The other person who was disqualified was Pizzi. The young man finally caught up with the warden's two guards and beat him half to death. Had it not been for Windsor Bello's adjutant, a handsome man named Mirren had rescued Pizzi, I am afraid Master Pizzi would have died in an unknown prison on the surface.

It was Allen and Webber who were finally qualified for promotion.

Although the battle between Allen and the warden was interrupted by Windsor Bellow, if Allen was left to cut it off with a knife. Even if Allen will be seriously injured due to a general thrust later, the warden is bound to die on the spot. Hitting the momentum is not something that the mere three-level source power gap can make up for. Therefore, Windsor Bello naturally judged Allen qualified.

As for Webber, he is undoubtedly the easiest one. In fact, he didn't try his best at all at the time, and he was still stunned. When Allen and the warden were desperate, he had sneaked out of the prison and crashed into Windsor Bellow.

Although Webber took tricks and avoided battles and stunned, Windsor Bello was not tested for combat skills in this round. He won by trick, and the marshal also gave him a qualification.

So tonight, no one is happiest than Webber.

Alan looked at the straight knife in his hand and destroyed it. He had already got his previous equipment back. Looking at them, thinking back to the two or three days of life in prison, it was like a dream. At this time, the warden sat down and touched Alan with the big wine glass of the sea bowl and said: "I owe you an apology. I hope you don't take it to heart for the swear words before."

Allen shook his head: "How come, you didn't know it at the time. Speaking of which, we all played for Marshal Greedy Wolf once."

Hearing what he said, the warden nodded with a wry smile: "The most depressing thing is that this hatred cannot be repaid yet."

The two looked at each other for a moment and laughed at the same time.

The glass was touched again, and Allen drank the ale in the glass. The warden wiped his mouth, looked at Webber, who was dancing with his hands after a few drinks, and snorted: "I don't like him, this slippery guy dared to faint. I knew I stepped on him again. See if he can pretend to be dead."

Allen shrugged and said: "Unfortunately you didn't have the chance."

The warden laughed and nodded his head: "That's not thanks to your brother. At that time, I thought that a kid who jumped out would be so good, what happened to this world!"

The two laughed again and drank two more glasses. The warden patted Alan on the shoulder and said, "You are still so young, and you have the opportunity to become a student of the Marshal. You have a great future. You have to come on, and you will have the opportunity to expedition to Outland in the future. Remember to kill more demons in the Yoton Star Territory! "

Alan nodded, and the warden held a wine glass, and went to drink with some of the officers accompanying Windsor Bello.