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The dark green scales continued to spread, covering Daviro's shoulders and arms, and even reflected a metal -like luster in the microne.

He lowered his head slightly and glanced at the chest he was hit by the shot, frowning lightly, but a sneer raised his mouth.

"Snake strange skin, really didn't have so much effort."

He muttered in his heart, thinking about his experience in Hogwarts a few months ago.

At that time, he almost flipped through every corner of the secret room, and finally found a bunch of skin that was shed for thousands of years with the help of the body of the snake monster.

These snakeskin is extremely tough, not only to resist most of the magic spells, but even Malua's firearms attack cannot be easily penetrated.

It took several weeks to make these snake skin into a set of close -fitting leather armor with alchemy.

From the day he came to the Diagon Alley, this leather armor had been worn on him to prepare from time to time.

Unexpectedly, today I really came in handy.

"but……"

He looked down at the wound hit by a shotgun in his chest, and the smile on the corner of his mouth converged slightly.

"It's still very painful."

Although the snakeskin armor blocked most of the shot films, the impact of the shotgun was still terrible, and almost made his ribs break.

Even if wearing a bullet -proof coat, the impact is enough to kill ordinary people on the spot.

Dhello slowly vomited and felt the pain and blood loss in the body.

He knew that he could stand this time just because his physical fitness was strengthened after obtaining the [Mermaid Leader] entry.

Although the enhancement is not large, it is enough to keep him in this case for a while.

"Tens of minutes."

He estimated in his heart, but there was no panic on his face.

"It's almost the same, it's enough."

Dewiro whispered to himself, with an unquestionable determination in his tone.

He raised his head and locked the man coldly.

The opponent was still holding a shotgun, with an indifferent expression on his face, as if waiting for Dewlo to fall.

But Dewlo just raised his hand and wiped the blood that overflowed his mouth, and then gently moved his neck, making a series of crisp bones.

The entire exhibition field has become a chaos, screaming and crying.

The crowd rushed towards the exit of the association like a tide, trying to stay away from the center of the shooting.

But many of those who tried to escape, many of them touched the "statue" that had turned into gold sculptures in the panic, and their bodies began to quickly become golden, and eventually turned into cold sculptures.

The exhibition field was filled with despair, and the air seemed to float an invisible curse.

The metallic scene of the scene was like a strange hell scroll, which made people look directly at.

However, the hustle and bustle of all this seems to be unable to interfere with the confrontation between Dewlo and the man.

"Devilo, your injury ..."

Furong's voice came from behind Dewlo, with obvious concerns and anxiety.

She just witnessed the man who broke through a wizard with a shotgun, and the bloody scene was still back in her mind.

She couldn't imagine whether Dhello could still support it.

Devilo tilted his head slightly, and his face was still a calm smile.

His voice was low and gentle, as if soothing Furong's emotions.

"Furong, wait a moment, remember to do what I do with you."

His tone was calm, as if the crisis in front of him had nothing to do with him.

After that, Dewlo gently rang his fingers.

With a crisp sound, the turquoise card on the hibiscus suddenly began to change.

It expands and extends quickly, and it turns into a small protective box that has just been able to accommodate hibiscus.

The box of the box is glowing with a soft luster, like a high -grade alchemy product, which is strong and safe.

Furong was shocked by a sudden change, and in the future, it was completely protected in the box.

She froze for a moment before realizing that it was the amulet given to her by Dewlo.

Before, she was only a normal card, and she did not expect that there was such a magical change at the critical moment.

The sound of hibiscus came from the box with a hint of fear.

"Dewlo! You make a decision again! Your current situation is too dangerous--"

"Don't make trouble, hibiscus."

Devero's tone with a hint of unquestionable firmness.

"This time, you listen to me first."

Seeing the dark green scales covered by Dewlo, the man's cold face finally changed.

The brow frowned slightly, showing a meaningful look in his eyes.

"Devilo Alexander, right?"

His voice was low, with a hint of cold.

At that moment, his face became embarrassed, and it seemed to have been touched for the first time.

"It's better to see a hundred smells."

He slowly raised the shotgun in his hand, and his eyes locked Dewlo as a poisonous snake.

"You can achieve this accomplishment on alchemy at a young age ... Hehe, it is really doubtful, did you get the gift of the Lord?"

Dewlo didn't care about it, and even showed a little careless expression.

He twisted his neck, and his bones made a slight "click" sound, as if stretching his bones.

He raised an eyebrow, with a hint of joke in his tone.

"Oh? You know me?"

The man sneered, raised the shotgun in his hand slightly, and pointed the muzzle precisely at Devereux's forehead.

He raised a grim smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he was enjoying the hunting game that was about to unfold.

"Of course I know."

The man's tone was full of arrogance.

"The orphan of the Alexander family has been a frequent visitor to the news headlines recently. Your story has been widely circulated."

Devereux narrowed his eyes slightly, the smile on his mouth did not diminish, but his eyes became a little colder.

He did not respond, but just looked at the other party quietly, as if waiting for his next words.

The man continued, his tone full of mockery.

"But what about genius? Even if you have a high level of alchemy attainments, in front of a real killing weapon-"

He patted the shotgun in his hand vigorously, making a dull metallic sound.

"How many more can you block?"

At this time, Lupin panted and finally squeezed out of the chaotic crowd.

He looked at the tense situation in front of him, and his heart tightened, but he still suppressed his fear and walked between the two people, trying to resolve the crisis.

Although he was not stupid enough to stand in front of the gun, standing in this position was already a great risk.

He put his wand into his robe sleeve and tried to make his voice sound steady.

"Sir, let's talk it over-"

"Lupin!"

Deveraux's voice suddenly interrupted him.

There was a hint of warning in his tone, as if telling him that he could not intervene in this confrontation.

Lupin was stunned and looked at Deveraux, only to see that the other party was calm, and even had a confident smile on the corner of his mouth.

He folded his hands in front of his chest, as if he completely ignored the gun that was close at hand.

"Oh?"

Deveraux raised his eyebrows, and there was a hint of contempt in his tone.

"Let's see, is your gun faster or my fangs faster."

As he said that, he swung his arms, and the movement was clean and neat, and two daggers appeared in his hands in an instant.

The edge of the dagger glowed with a cold metallic luster in the dim light, so sharp that it seemed to be able to cut through the air.

The dark green lines on it flowed faintly, revealing a dangerous aura.

"Basilisk dagger!"

A whole snake, Devilro, would not waste any useful parts of it!

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