The family must be neatly arranged.

Seeing Prince Arlington fail, Rennes was naturally overjoyed.

Little guy, you are arrogant, but you end up meeting a cruel person and being killed like a chicken, right?

Director Carl's strength was somewhat unexpected. Beating Prince Arlington was like beating his son. After unlocking the "load" and knocking out the projection of the Nightmare Monarch who had absorbed a lot of blood energy, he punched the projection of the Nightmare Monarch who had absorbed a lot of blood.

Rumble ~

High in the sky, the dark force began to dissipate, and the cracks in space and the boiling energy turbulence subsided.

The projection of the Nightmare Lord dissipated like smoke and dust. Before he disappeared, his dark red eyes looked down at Carl and said:

"This land is really full of talents. You will definitely become a high-ranking saint within five years."

Carl did not reply, and a screeching force rolled on his right arm, and the blood faded away. His right arm, which was blooming with flesh, recovered in an instant, with only a piece of ragged sleeve proving that he had been injured.

The skin is full of flesh and flesh, and there is not even a fracture. This kind of injury is nothing to a saint.

Even Yanshan can be reborn with broken limbs, let alone Carl.

"It just so happened that I had some old grudges with William the Conqueror. This time the matter will not end like this. Let's see, and we will settle the future together."

Before dissipating, the projection of the Nightmare Monarch said coldly.

His original body has not awakened and cannot sense what is happening here.

But after the body wakes up, you can still know what happened.

After all, what happened tonight will definitely cause a big sensation and will be featured in the newspaper.

“Welcome anytime.”

Director Carl replied in a plain tone, not scared by the other party's remarks at all.

More than 800 years ago, the Nightmare Monarch suffered a great loss at the hands of William the Great, the founder of the Kingdom of Faroland. Both sides had a grudge, so he slaughtered Prince Arlington tonight without hesitation.

He was originally an enemy, so he naturally didn't mind offending him more ruthlessly.

The projection of the Nightmare Monarch completely dissipated.

The clouds dissipated, and the bright moon and the stars in the sky were re-dialized under the night.

The battle ends and the aftermath subsides.

In Dewen Town, at some point, many rune marks and complex light golden mesh energy veins that appeared on the ground were gradually fading.

Renn bowed his head and used the "Eye of Breaking Delusion" to see that there was a rune array under the ground of the town, and a golden energy light flow in the center extended all the way to the direction of the royal capital...

It is precisely because of the protection of the formation that the buildings in the town did not collapse on a large scale.

Although such a medium-sized rune formation that is less than the holy realm level in Dewen Town cannot stop the attack of the Vampire Prince, it is still possible to block the aftermath.

rumble!

Director Carl saw the projection of the Nightmare Monarch dissipate, and raised his right hand again. The tide of the screeching force spread, rolling up the gravel sand and soil, and quickly filling the pits and gaps in the wilderness.

Then, the shock wave spreads across the ground like flowing water, and rolls repeatedly on the ground.

With a slight tremor, the ground was basically smoothed.

Even the geological structure stabilized again under the influence of Carl's subtle force.

After doing all this, he closed the field. The terrifying vision of the surrounding corpses and seas of blood disappeared. The tremendous force tide that spread like a tsunami in the air for dozens of miles slowly subsided and disappeared.

Renn observed him silently.

The aura of butcher Carl did not show any signs of weakening. It seems that he was not injured in this battle tonight and did not even consume much.

This is a bit awesome.

Judging from this situation, it may be difficult for the butcher to compete with the weaker dark monarch, but it should not be difficult to win, but it should be easy to protect himself and retreat.

It's barely considered a monarch-level combat power

He is indeed a cruel man who dares to say to the projection of the Dark Monarch [The Demonic is a pig and a dog, I will be a butcher].

In addition, this domineering and indirect statement is not original by Director Carl, he is not so high-profile in normal times.

This sentence comes from the strongest man of a generation - the Western Wilderness Barbarian King. It is a classic saying and is widely circulated, but there are not many people who dare to shout it out loud.

If you don’t have enough strength to say this, you will easily be beaten to death.

Moreover, every time I see Director Carl use the Demon Slaying Art, Renn feels that he has benefited a lot.

The inheritance of the Demon-Slaying Art he obtained is not complete, it is time to find a way...

"Um?"

Renn was about to go over and say hello to Director Carl, but suddenly felt a lot of powerful auras coming from behind, and couldn't help but look back.

Whoosh!

Moon shadow Posha, the strong wind whistled, and dozens of figures rushed from the direction of the royal capital.

Most of them are knights, and there are also high-level extraordinary people with professions such as mages, demon hunters, and black warriors. Each one of them emits the aura of the force that will not be lower than the fourth level.

Many people still carry a strong evil spirit and the smell of blood does not dissipate. They are obviously good at fighting skills who have experienced the killing.

Renne's eyes swept over the two people in front.

The man on the left has the fastest speed and moves as fast as the wind.

He had long flowing green hair, handsome appearance, and a little white face that was a bit male and female. He held a large light golden bow in his hand.

"Sharpshooter" Glenn, profession of [Arrower], one of the top ten saints of Farrowland.

On the right is a short old man, wearing an old gray robe, with a bit of a stingy look, holding three cigarettes in his mouth, and holding a strange Force gun with a barrel thicker than his thigh.

"Golden Cook" Brock, profession of [Alchemist], one of the top ten saints of Farrowland.

The movement here is quite big, and the king is shocked. At first, there are two saints, dozens of masters or sacred temples.

Alchemist Brock is an old man with a vulgar appearance. He held up the Force gun in his hand like a bazooka and shouted:

"Where is the demon boy? I dare to come to the King Capital to cause trouble. I will let him taste my latest proud invention tonight - the power of the Barbarian Reaper (Hand Cannon)."

"Take it down."

The sharpshooter Glenn had a cold expression and slapped in the face, "When did you find these trash without blowing up the chamber? Did you forget that your arm was almost blown off last time?"

Alchemist Brock suddenly turned red and said with a firm mouth:

"Can the experiment be called a blow-up? If you want to study the latest Force technology and invent and create, some accidents will inevitably occur."

Then there are some difficult words, what is experimental error, honest error, the current Force array conduction theory is flawed...

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "Sharpshooter" Glenn frowned and interrupted:

"Don't talk about these things, your hand cannon is useless. No matter how much you improve it, it's not as good as an arrow from an archer."

"Take it down!"

Alchemist Brock blew his beard and stared at him, "Do you think it was still five hundred years ago? [Archer] profession has long declined, and now is the era of gun fighters!"

With the technological breakthrough and the popularity of Force guns, the archer, an originally very prosperous profession, has become increasingly weak.

When the sharpshooter Glenn heard this, his face looked a little ugly and said:

"That's because they are not of level enough, and truly powerful archers are irreplaceable!"

...

Renn just glanced at the two saints and diverted his attention.

Because, some people are faster and more terrifying than the two of them.

boom!

Without any warning, a black flame emerged beside Director Carl.

The dark flames, like miniature black holes, burned the space and twisted, and a graceful figure squeezed out of the black flame.

Her eyes were blue, her long hair was black and shiny, and she was wearing a sexy black off-shoulder dress. Some parts were covered with exquisite silver-gray armor. Her fair legs were covered with silver boots. She was hot and seductive, but she was still heroic.

She held a long spear in her hand, and the rod was coated with mitral silver, with a pure white luster. The spear tip was diamond-shaped, with a high ridge and a thin tip.

The sharp edge of the gun is revealed, with a strong evil spirit, and it seems that many lives have been slaughtered, which makes people shudder.

Ren raised his eyebrows, his face a little surprised, and another strong man comparable to the Prince of Darkness came...

This beautiful woman, who was fully armed and like a female war god, had a lazy smile on her lips, looking proud and confident.

She looked at Director Carl beside her and smiled:

"Brother-in-law, it's rare to see you being so serious. But why do you have to unlock the rules and locks when dealing with such a person?"

As we all know, Carl married a certain sister of King Charles VI.

Hearing this, this woman is also a sister Wang, but she is younger and is the sister of Carl's wife.

Carl glanced at her and said lightly: "The projection of the Nightmare Monarch has arrived. Without untiing the bondage, it will be difficult to leave Prince Arlington."

"Brother-in-law, that's not what I mean."
To be continued...