I seem to be an evil god

Gandalf looked back at Russell, and the next moment he raised his sword with firm eyes and waved it beside him like a whirlwind.

"good."

Gandalf calmly agreed. The two-handed swordsman turned into a berserker and destroyed everything around them without any scruples. All corners and buildings that could cause shadows were smashed. Under the dim moonlight, Russell was standing in the ruins of the building. Stand quietly in the middle.

"Thunder and lightning are coming!"

Suddenly a black cloud floated between the sky and the earth. Under the heavy pressure, there was blue-white lightning gestating in the clouds. Russell held his dagger high, like a priest performing a sacrifice.

The members of the Dragon Blood Society who were hiding in the corner couldn't sit still. Not to mention Russell who was preparing his ultimate move, Gandalf who was just doing crazy damage was already making him feel troublesome.

The outer buildings of the Dragon Blood Society have undergone a series of reinforcements, and low walls have been built around the streets. However, if Andolfo continues to destroy like this, then the defense here will be considered a complete failure.

Why haven't those damn bastards gotten here yet?

The members of the Dragon Blood Society complained and had to emerge from the shadows.

"I tell you two, even if you can't urinate, there is no need to build a toilet!"

Come on, this member of the Dragon Blood Society suddenly dispersed and turned into hundreds of black shadows spreading around. These shadows kept beating in the lightless corners, like poisonous snakes about to hunt in the jungle.

Gandalf took a deep breath. At that moment, the sword blade rotated faster. In the biting wind, there was a huge sword with a cold light. The sword blade swept past, turning everything into wasteland.

Puff puff puff puff puff!

Black shadows jumped out from the lightless corners, each one like a dagger, while attacking Russell from all directions and angles, who was nurturing thunder and lightning.

Gandalf moved with exaggerated movements that were not human. He was like an airtight shield, blocking every flying dagger with his extreme sword skills.

嘡

There was no sound from the collision between the two, only the buzzing sound of the sword blade after violent vibration. Gandalf's jaw was numb. Each of these piercing daggers was condensed with power that he could not resist.

Every time the sword blade collided with the dagger, Gandalf's arm would hurt, as if every muscle in his arm was torn apart by the impact.

"How much longer?"

Gandalf gritted his teeth and said, Russell, who was protected by him, opened his eyes, with a white light of destruction in his eyes.

"Right now."

Russell roared angrily, and the next moment he jumped high and crashed down to the ground. Following his movements, the black clouds between the sky and the earth suddenly roared, and a blazing white lightning struck the ground with Russell's arm.

Boom!

Thunder and lightning split the earth into cracks. In the cracks was molten lava melted by high temperature. The lightning flashed across the earth. With Russell as the center, a hundred meters radius was filled with red and white.

The newly reinforced wall was also shattered by these thunders. Behind the broken wall, the headquarters of the Dragon Blood Society could be seen in the distance.

"Mission accomplished, let's go!"

After doing all this, Russell picked up Gandalf and ran away. At this time, the medicine jar swordsman was already very weak. His right arm holding the sword was weak, and the giant sword made a big scratch on the ground.

"I said your strength is actually pretty good."

There were no enemies around, and Gandalf rarely smiled.

"Shut up if you know, I will be your big brother from now on, you know?"

Russell ran wildly, but there was no smile on his face. Gandalf thought that the Dragon Blood Society member who intercepted them had ambushed them in advance, but Russell's perception was unmistakable. This Dragon Blood Society member only came here by chance.

This brings up a very terrible problem. With the combined strength of the two elites, they could barely defeat this member of the Dragon Blood Society.

It would be okay if this person was a strong person in the Dragon Blood Society, but judging from the opponent's inexperienced fighting spirit and procrastinating and clumsy fighting style, he didn't look like a strong person who had experienced hundreds of battles.

And if the other party is an ordinary member, how many monsters like this are there in the Dragon Blood Society?

Russell vaguely felt that there might be something wrong with this war, so he attacked casually and ran away.

Normally, he could control 5 lightning attacks in the thundercloud state, but Russell felt a danger in a trance.

If all five lightning strikes are used there, there will be no escape.

But looking at the street exit not far away, Russell breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that I was overthinking.

So far, no pursuers have come after them. It seems that the two of them defeated a small boss.

It's right to think about it, how could there be so many strong people?

However, just when Russell was about to escape from the control of the Dragon Blood Society, a man carrying a long knife suddenly appeared at the intersection of the street.

Russell's expression was stern, and he couldn't help but slow down a bit.

The two of them came to attack the Dragon Blood Society late at night. At this kind of night, how could someone wander around the street for no reason?

The man carrying the long knife lowered his head, but when Russell passed him, the long knife on his back suddenly came out of its sheath.

say!

Looking at the wall and ground that were cut in two, Russell broke out in a cold sweat.

If he had taken one more step just now, his entire body would have been cut in half by the sword light.

"Friend, why don't you stay a little longer."

The wandering man stood in front of Russell, and through the pale moonlight, Russell saw a ring engraved with a dragon's head on his hand.

People from the Dragon Blood Society!

Russell's heart was beating wildly, but he still forced a smile: "Did you admit the wrong person? I'm not your friend."

"Not yet, but soon."

Mattes waved his arm, and the long knife that had been sunk into the wall was pulled back into his hand, and he spun the knife around at will. Mattes looked at Russell seriously.

"What's that in your left hand? It's affecting my control of the metal."

"Haha, it's nothing."

Russell laughed dryly, and the next moment he suddenly rushed forward and pressed the thunderbolt in his hand on Mats's shoulder with a ruthless expression.

"It's just a little gift for you!"

Blazing white electric light exploded, and thunder gathered in the black clouds. Using Russell's attack as a trigger, the brilliant power of heaven naturally smashed down!

boom!

There was a white light between the sky and the earth, and Russell himself was blown away by the momentum brought by the thunder. This time he used all the energy he had reserved, and he was bound to kill Mattes who was blocking their escape.

However, after the white light flashed, under Russell's disbelieving gaze, Mattes walked towards them holding a long metal knife, and where the thunder fell, there was only a pool of silver-red metal.

"The attack power is pretty good, even the mithril is melted."

Mattas moved forward with a smile, a golden light in his palm slowly getting bigger.

"I wonder how resistant fine gold is to this kind of lightning? I hope you can cooperate with me in the experiment."

Russell gritted his teeth and ran forward, but before he could take two steps, the spikes protruding from the ground penetrated all his joints.

"The experiment is not over yet, please do not leave the operator."

The metal flowing in Matus's hand has turned into a spear. Even under the dim moonlight, the spear still reflects a faint light.

"Boss, is it too late for me to be friends now?"