Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 1007: Hundred thieves gather (part 2)

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The square of the Temple of the Immortal is crowded with people. ∈↗Appointment novels, those who are here today are the leaders of the band of thieves from the Darklands. These people are used to walking sideways on their own turf. If it weren’t for the news of Joey’s death this time, it’s too shocking. If it were not for the joint invitation of the two giants of Potala and Weiss, wanting these people to come together would undoubtedly be a daydream. There is a ranking of thieves in the dark land. The four giants have been pressing on the other thieves for years. They are shocked by the reputation of those giants. They dare not arrogantly offend them. They may be crawling and rolling in the dark place. How could it be fearful of good people. Especially the thieves who don't have an agent to live in, their days are even more precarious. These people are the most ruthless in the dark place, and they dare to do anything. You don't even know that there is someone who is dying tomorrow. Do you still want him to have a bottom line? Behave? That is really a joke.

So such people are crowded in the square of the Temple of the Undead, and they can't expect them to wait quietly. Only a small part of the bosses stood there quietly, and more were whispering. Some have grievances with each other, and even look at each other wrongly. If it weren't for the evil tooth barrier, I'm afraid the swords have already started fighting each other.

"Who can tell me what the **** is the dark spear that can kill Joey the Undead? Isn't it fake?" A rough voice rang from the crowd. , That was a big dark-skinned guy. There is a big square-headed face with a steel pin-like beard on the chin, and thick chest hair is exposed in the open placket. The man used a black skull on his chest. As he spoke, the clothes folded and folded, and the skull followed the movement, like a living thing.

That is the leader of the Black Skull Thieves Group, with a pair of copper bell-like eyes sweeping around.

Someone snorted and said, "Can the news from the unable and the shadow of the burial be faked? How many people witnessed the Yan Zhu that was in the direction of the big duel that day, this is also fake. I want to say that it is. Midas, are you blind?"

The speaker was a tall and thin old man, so old that his face showed dark brown patches, but his voice was still middle-aged, and his face was ruddy. He was leaning on a wooden crutch, but everyone knew that there was a rapier hidden in the crutch. The old man kills with this rapier without blood, otherwise he won't be given the nickname "venomous snake".

The Black Skull boss squinted his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "You old snake doesn't want to stay in your snake hole well, so he ran here to join in the fun. Old fellow, I don't think you are good for many days. If you live, you don’t care about it. You can stay away from me, lest I look at you."

The old man smiled faintly, and patted a wooden abduction: "When did Midas talk so well and didn't plan with me? Are you unwilling or dare?"

Midas immediately went up and down, and his temples jumped abruptly. But before he could make the next move, someone "hushed": "Look, the general and Weiss are here."

This will not even have time for the old viper to speak with Midas, and look up with everyone. At the entrance of the square, Potala and Weiss came together. Potala was dressed in the attire of Yidi. He was originally a burly figure with a military uniform. He was even more solemn and solemn, which was very different from the group of thieves. Seeing him, affected by his invisible power, people like Midas before jumping up and down quieted down.

Weiss is to the left of the general, and the leader of this burial shadow has always been low-key. It is rare to show up in front of people. There is a saying in the dark place that people are still not sure whether the leader of Shadow Burial is a person from beginning to end. It can be seen that Weis's exposure rate in front of people is pitiful. Just like the black costume of the Shadow Burial Killer, Weiss's black clothes, black trousers and black armor, the figure in action will always give people a sense of vagueness, making people look like him. Even under the big sun, Weiss still feels like hiding in the shadows.

The two giants strode towards the steps of the temple.

Someone said "Huh", "Why don't you see the black warbler?"

Black Feather is also one of the giants in the Dark Land. The absence of the leader, Black Oriole, is naturally attracting attention. But there were many well-informed people in the crowd, and soon someone said, "Black Oriole ran away. I heard that after Joey died in the final half of the battle, Black Oriole suddenly attacked the Lord Ellen. As a result. I didn't succeed, and I ran away with the elites overnight for fear of retaliation."

"Isn't the Eagle Wing Mountains turned into a land of no ownership? I heard that there are many beautiful women in Kuroba." Someone immediately caught Kuroba's attention.

At the end of the voice, there was a few sneers, and then someone replied: "Die the heart, now Kuroba is accepted by Dark Spear. Even if there are beautiful women, it is not Hungry Wolf's turn. Kakaga you."

Another low laugh.

At this moment, Budala and Weiss stopped after walking up the three steps, separated from the two of them left and right, turned around, one left and one right facing the thieves. Looking at this posture, everyone knew that the Lord had arrived, and everyone held their breath. Then I saw a figure appearing in the shadow on the steps of the temple, and then the man climbed down the stairs and murmured: "There are really enough people."

In the morning, the sun was great, and it spilt on that person, making his silvery blue head even more dazzling. Handsome Yangguang's eyebrows now carry a murderous aura that is hard to detect. There is no lack of discerning people among the group of thieves. They are very clear that this kind of unpretentious killing is that only those who have experienced battles and have been in and out of the battlefield of life and death will unconsciously precipitate such a momentum. Suddenly these people were shocked secretly in their hearts, after all, that person was so young that he had cultivated such a murderous intent, which was totally beyond contempt. If it is said that they had doubts about the big duel before, but now, these people have all their doubts.

Then the man's red pupils swept over, and everyone who was swept by his sight squeezed their five fingers unconsciously. I only felt that his sight was like two burning fires, which was more invisible pressure than the two giants of Potala and Weiss.

At this time, Potala moved a few steps to the center, and stood in front of the man and said in a deep voice: "This is the winner of the big duel. Now the co-lord of Wolf Warriors and Black Feather, the dark is long. Lord Allen, the leader of the spear!"

Although it was known that the young man in front of him was the one who killed Joey, but when he announced it from Potala, it still caused an exclamation. The thieves have mixed good and bad, but not everyone has a good eye, and not everyone can see Allen's murderous aura accumulated from the battlefield of life and death. So Potala's voice fell, and a voice rang from the crowd: "The general is not fooling us, right? Joey died in the hands of such a hairy boy. Then, in this case, Lao Tzu can punish the ten sages. Those legendary powerhouses?"

There was a burst of laughter.

Budala's face turned gloomy. Before Allen challenged Joey, he had a fight with someone, and he was so temperless. Having seen the battle between the big duel and Joey, Potala was even more aware that the **** Berlin War was not really real at all. There are people questioning Allen now, what is the difference between questioning him and that. Potala is about to teach the guy who doesn't know the height of the sky and the earth is thick, and when his body leans forward slightly, an invisible force field will pull him away.

He looked back and Allen smiled slightly. Potala knew that he was going to take the shot himself, and wittily stepped away. Allen put away his smile and said nothing, but his eyes gradually became cold, but the temperature in the main hall square was getting higher and higher. It didn't take long for someone to discover that at some point the sunlight on the square became blood-red, causing the entire square to become blushing.

It was obviously morning, but it seemed that it was evening, and the halo like a **** evening glowed with awe-inspiring aura of killing, and the invisible oppression felt like a high mountain, and everyone in the square was quite breathless. These usually arrogant and presumptuous men sweat on their foreheads and breathe more intensely. When the flame markings appeared on Allen's body on the steps, sparks of ashes began to sprinkle over the square. With such a vision, the group of thieves had never seen it before, and they were all dumbfounded, unable to speak a word.

Seeing that he had suppressed these people in the square, Allen relaxed a little bit, and said calmly: "You question me. It doesn't matter, whoever has doubts, stand up and try to pick me up. Up."

He snapped his fingers on the scabbard of the red king, and the red king came out at the end, but the person who had just made the sound suddenly expanded. The nearby person knew the opportunity to retreat, and that person also wanted to retreat, but suddenly four pillars of fire rushed up, trapping him in the middle, and wanted to retreat. Allen looked at him, pulled out an arc at the corner of his mouth, slightly raised King Chi and asked, "Do you want to try the knife?"

The man saw Alan accurately found himself among the crowd, and blocked himself with four pillars of fire. This kind of ability gave him a hundred guts and didn't dare to continue to provoke him. He fell to his knees and almost cried out: "I was wrong, Lord Ellen. I'm talking nonsense, don't be like me." /

Allen shook his head and smiled, and the pillar of fire lowered. The blush of the space also quietly receded, and the normal light was restored on the square, and the mountain breeze blowing from somewhere. With hundreds of thieves, no one breathed a sigh of relief. Everyone felt that their feet were soft and trembling, and they almost sat down on the ground regardless of their appearance. Only then did I know how much pressure Alan had put on them just now.

Too big that Allen made a single cut, it was enough to make them totally devoid of fighting spirit. Suddenly they discovered that Joey was not wronged when he died under the knife of such a character.

Looking at the expressions of the robbers, Alan glanced sideways at Edward without a trace. The latter nodded slightly, indicating that the time was right. Before coming here, Edward had reminded him that if you want these thieves in the dark place to be obedient, you must first beat them to the ground, otherwise nothing will work. The dark world is the place where whoever has the big fist originally talks. Allen is obedient and obedient, and has never really done it, but now this effect is stronger than using a knife and a gun.

From the very beginning, it is more effective than smashing them with a fist. Allen also faintly felt that after promotion, his mental will seemed to be a lot stronger, so the invisible pressure created was as great as this moment.