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Chapter 217 Nightmare Decomposition

The huge bat wings hang down, and the huge bodies of the two gluttony demons and the fierce aura emitted from their bodies shocked the mercenaries. The novel was updated super fast and stable, and this article was first published by... (full text)

Roushan Gregan beat the horse forward and stood in front of Fog with Garcia. He was wrapped in black armor and looked like a hill.

The Iron Guard looked down at the bottom, his eyes fierce and cold. These people were no different from dead bodies in his eyes. Except for the three people in the leader, no one else was worth mentioning.

The female gluttonous demon pointed to the carriage behind and smiled, "Is it the gold in the Meyer's vault? Is it handed over it out to make you live and be a groom?"

No matter where they want to transport the gold there, they always need the groom's.

Garcia's face turned pale. A strong man of his level could see the other party's ability at a glance. He and Gregan would never be able to stop these two gluttony demons. He regretted not bringing You Lie here. If he were there, he might be able to barely drag these two gluttony demons.

He looked back at Fog with his hands behind his back. He was still so calm. The powerful pressure of the two gluttony demons seemed to have no effect on him.

Fog whispered: "The Glutty Demon, the Iron Gas King, the Fog Grass, the Crusaders are ready to move, but the idea of ​​daring to beat the Puli family is too overestimated."

He revealed the identity and origin of the two in one word.

Like Roger, the Tully family attached great importance to the rising star of the long-nosed dog, Bally. Intelligence is crucial in both war and political struggle. The Tully family traded earlier with the long-nosed dog and obtained a lot of information, including the glutton family.

No one knows that the bulimator family has had close trades with the Crusaders from the very beginning. The Crusaders fought all year round and had countless corpses to provide, which was exactly what the bulimator needed. The bulimator had various abilities and could obtain other people's memories through eating. This was what the crusaders needed and coincided with each other.

Over the years, the number of corpses in the bulimator family has not erupted, but an incident like the "Death Town" two hundred years ago was because of the supply of crusaders. According to the information of the long-nosed dog, a small amount of corpses were given to the bulimator family not long ago in the war between the crusaders and Shane.

In return, the gluttons also constantly helped the Crusaders get rid of their political enemies and gained information through eating.

Perhaps Fog should sigh, but Fatima didn't know such important information. The woman spent a lot of effort on the stability of the Holy See, but she took almost every step wrong.

Although the Crusaders today are not elite enough, they are already the largest number of troops in the Atlantis continent, and the supply required by such an army is naturally astronomical.

Unexpectedly, he was so clear about his own background. The female gluttony giggled and said, "As the head of the Tuli family, you know there are really a lot."

She licked her tongue and said, "You may gain a lot after eating it."

As he spoke, the iron-gastric king's wings began to flap. Garcia's sword was aimed straight at the two gluttons, looking at Fog, and sweat was flowing from his forehead.

He hadn't seen Fog take action, and he couldn't see through the head of the family who had been with him for many years, but according to his estimate, Fog would not be too strong. He had to spend too much time managing family affairs, handling relationships with the Holy See, and dealing with the Groot family. Although Fog's aura was dangerous, Garcia really had no confidence in his personal combat power.

"Garcia, you should not be distracted on the battlefield."

In contrast, Fog was extremely calm.

Garcia felt ashamed and said "Yes" to retract her gaze, staring at the two gluttony demons with all their hearts.

"Roar".

The strong wind roared in the sky, like the roar of a demon. The Iron Sniffer King took the lead in rushing down with a fierce smile, as fierce as a goshawk prey. He didn't even look at Garcia and Gregan, his sharp teeth and claws were directly on Fog.

Garcia and Gregan were shocked and hurriedly pulled back to rescue, but it was too late. The seemingly huge and clumsy iron stomach king was as fast as he flapped his wings, and Garcia's fast horse could not catch up with him.

At this time, the old skinned hand Fog, who was facing the iron-guttering king, took out a box from the carriage beside him, opened the box and popped up the interlayer inside, and a whole set of torture instruments appeared in front of him.

Short sword, short sword, tweezers, scissors, this box that is only the size of an arm is filled with short weapons. The old skinning hand took out the strange-shaped weapon in the front row and buckled it on his fingers. The seemingly slow movement was completed in an instant. When the Iron Guard fell from the sky, his body moved and flashed behind the Iron Guard. He reached out and slashed the claw knife and pulled it open with a "splitting" sound.

"ah--",

The scream immediately reached Yunxiao. The Iron Guard, who had only lost twice in his life, never expected that this thin and thin old man had such a terrible speed and cut off his wings with one knife.

The simple and simple claw knife suddenly destroyed the wings that were crucial to the gluttony demon. The iron stomach king became even more crazy due to the pain. He turned around and his red eyes and punched Fog at Fog. Fog's seemingly ordinary claw knife also burst out with the terrifying power of cold weapons at this time.

"laugh",

Fog did not dodge or avoid, nor did he have any fancy moves. He just handed out the claw knife forward, and the simple and unpretentious claw knife pierced into the palm of the iron-guard. His body with metal attributes had no resistance in front of this claw knife that was cut like mud.

Fog said: "Whether swordsmanship or magic is practical when facing enemies, absolute speed and strength can overwhelm everything."

He looked back at Garcia, as if teaching him, and then there was an extremely cruel knife move. The claw knife swung across the iron-sniffing king's ankle, and then he "swished". His entire ankle was cut off by the claw knife, and his soles fell down. Then the claw knife flashed continuously, and the iron-sniffing king's miserable screams resounded through the sky again.

The wrists, ankles, shoulder blades, and claws cut off his wrists, ankles, knees, and elbows in a row. In just a moment, the body of the Iron Gas King was broken down by the claw knife of the old skinned hand. It was bloody, and the limbs were broken. The palms, soles of the feet, and the calves were stacked in front of him by Fog and placed in front of him.

"Don't vomit",

The mercenaries behind him saw such a cruel and bloody scene for the first time. Several people felt a surge in their stomachs and couldn't help but vomit.

Garcia and Gregan looked at each other and were shocked. They saw Fog attack for the first time, but they didn't expect that they were so cruel and cruel.

The female gluttonous demon in the sky wanted to rush down, but when she saw Fog's method, she stopped and was stunned on the spot. The aura emitted by his body when the claw knife was pulled in, even she was shocked.

"laugh"

"ah---",

The claw knife pierced into the Iron Guard's body again. This time it was his eye socket. As his screams, Fog dug out his eyeballs, and then the claw knife drew a round blood mark on his forehead, cheeks, and jaw, and made a round blood mark. After retracting the knife, his slender nails stabbed the blood marks. He reached out and lifted his entire face in the Iron Guard's screams.

A bloody, complete face.

Fog sneered and threw the iron-food king's face into the air, and threw it towards the mist grass. The mist grass in the sky did not move at all. The facial skin fell on her head without bias. She reached out and touched it, and it was covered in blood.

"Uh--"

I never dared to stay for too long, nor did I dare to look at the old man who was more terrifying than the devil. She turned around and ran away. (To be continued)
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