Son of the Olden Days

After raising his head and pouring the maddening potion, Thor felt the power spreading in his body, and then the unspeakable pain caused by overdrawing or burning his life.

Does it hurt? Actually it didn't hurt much. Compared to the despairs I have seen in the past, compared to the biting of the will by the curse of the body during those sleepless nights, this is not worth mentioning.

Sometimes, the essence of victory may not be to have a stronger power than an opponent, but to have the consciousness to surpass countless corpses. That is definitely not a beautiful sight. With this realization, you can turn yourself into a killing devil and you will be victorious.

Own, finally there is no way out! Saul wanted to raise his head and cheer, but only let out a hot breath.

It seems... not just a sequelae of the maddening potion. After the first wave of pain passed, the second wave continued to strike soon, and it seemed that the negative curses in the body before suddenly broke out at this moment.

This feeling of Thor is too familiar, as if carved in blood. There seemed to be magma flowing in his blood vessels. He was curled up, trembling, cold sweating, and veins violent all over his body, banging his head against the ground.

Consciousness is like a small boat on the rough sea, which may be annihilated by the wind and the waves at any time.

"Don't go over! He's... abnormal..." Annie Baez suddenly stretched out her hand, but still took a beat. Lorna, who had just recovered from her grief, had already rushed towards Sol, who was kneeling there. Past.

"Do you know what you are doing!?" Lorna yelled at Saul with red eyes, and suddenly reached out to **** the empty potion bottle in his hand and smashed it to the ground.

"Roar~!" As if a silent beast was suddenly startled, Thor raised his scarlet eyes without eyeballs and **** mist, let out a weird roar, and then slammed his... paws to Lorna. ?

Only the sharp claws of three fingers attacked Lorna. It was not until the moment he saw Sol clearly that Lorna felt the fear rising in her heart, so that she completely forgot to dodge. In fact, she could not dodge. Gotta drop.

Closed her eyes in fear, Lorna felt that her head might be torn by this claw, but when she opened her eyes, she found that the claw had stopped abruptly on her face, and the violent wind blew herself. Blue hair fluttering.

Then the monster...Oh, Thor, snarled at himself and then turned and ran away.

"He...recognizes me!" Lorna happily said to Anne Baez who ran over to help her, but she fell to the ground with a soft leg.

"God! What kind of monster is that?"

"Gods are up, he's here!"

"Help……!"

Seeing Saul running towards him, the crowd was in a mess for a while.

In fact, it wasn't just Anne Baez who saw Thor's anomaly, many people saw it. After all, the madness potion belongs to the creation of black magic and is strictly forbidden in the main city, but it is not a mysterious thing in general.

In the past, there have been several assassinations that changed people's conversations. This kind of medicine has also appeared on the scene. The users are usually dead men who choose not to return for loyalty or family glory.

Sol's weirdness is that he has never heard of anyone who has such a big movement after drinking a maddening potion.

Not only has his personal strength and breath increased a lot, but after smashing the floor with his head for a long time, even his physical appearance has changed. At this moment, except for his face, he still retains his original appearance, but his limbs are already knotted with muscles, animal hairs are lined, and sharp claws emerge.

This is obviously not in the category of normal humans, it looks like a tall werewolf with a human face.

The crowd evaded in exclamation, but it was a pity that Thor's weird appearance and crazy close speed made them run a little funny. Like some puppets with inflexible legs, their legs trembling desperately moved aside, but they didn't get the corresponding speed and distance.

All obstacles blocking the way forward were smoothly torn open by Thor with his claws. He was like a hard-working and skilled farmer, waving his sickle through his wheat field quickly, and the ear of wheat behind him was broken.

However, this seemingly indiscriminate killing actually has a clear direction, and he has been rushing towards his goal.

Zon Abis looked at the oncoming crazy figure with a bit of bitterness in his mouth, obviously he was his main target.

He also felt that he had a great chance of winning at Tier 4, but after this guy poured the maddening potion, Zon couldn't understand it a bit, and he felt that he had already exceeded his cognition. what is this? Orcs? Werewolf?

The key is that this guy's tyrannical aura made Zon panic and felt that his mind was blank. He didn't think of anything useful, so he could only raise his hand to release a magic shield commonly used by mages.

"Hey~"

After an unclear cracking sound, the magic shield suddenly dissipated. Zorn lowered his head in disbelief and watched as one blow shattered the magic shield, and then penetrated the shaggy claws on his chest.

"You said... that made me die last!" Zorn gave Thor a vicious look, and slowly lowered his head.

Saul grabbed his neck, suddenly raised his hand and pulled out his entire head before he died completely.

"Hahahaha~, Lucia, have you seen it? They are trembling and wailing, have you seen it? It's such a bunch of trash ruining our lives! Hahahaha~Puff!" Sol mentioned Zorn’s head. Laughed sadly, and then suddenly sprayed a mouthful of green blood.

"The boss's laugh...seems more wretched than me? He laughed until he vomited blood, and he was ashamed to criticize me often and **** my limelight." Timo floats on the door like a skull decoration. The same, complaining irritably.

Originally, Timo had been waiting nervously, thinking that if someone wanted to escape from the main entrance, what should he do so that he would not lose his boss's aura. But these guys didn't know if they were scared, or they forgot that the exit was here, and none of them came. Timo suddenly felt lonely.

"Everyone unites and works together. What are so many of us afraid of? Let's destroy this monster together!" Someone in the crowd seemed to finally remember the ancient and practical wisdom of unity and began to agitate everyone.

Most of the people present were magicians, and everyone who was awakened began to chant mantras on their own places. Fireballs, hail, meteorites, and even poisonous fog, all kinds of magic flew toward Thor in a flash.

With a flash in his hand, Thor suddenly pulled out a tattered cloak with an inverted triangle, embroidered with a large hideous skull, and wrapped himself tightly.

"Bang bang pu pu~" After various hits, the collisions and explosions were continuous, and a strong magical explosion was generated with Thor as the center of the circle, and a cloud of dust was surging around.

"It's...it hurts!" Sol lifted the cloak that had been burnt with some small holes, and revealed a dangerous smile.

"That's a magical beast cloak!"

"He's here again!"

"It was his idea just now for everyone to attack you, don't come over, it's not me!"

"Fart, I haven't said a word here tonight, don't mean anything!"

After the two heads were cut off, the world was finally quiet.

‘Puff’ Thor turned his head and spouted a breath of stench of green blood, feeling that the curse in his body was completely irrepressible, but he was somewhat relieved, dragging a begging guard to the main entrance of the fourteenth-story magic tower.

"You go report and tell the old miscellaneous hairs of the dark council elders' seat that they are evil... Oh, the devil, yes, the evil great devil Thor Drake came to visit the human domain. This is your dark cross wanted order. The ancient evil on the road."

"By the way, call the people of the Dark Cross by the way. In short, call all the'big men' you can call. I will wait for them here, and then kill one person per hourglass scale. Better hurry up."

I felt that this killing was not challenging, and in a blink of an eye there was only one target still hiding in the crowd. Sol decided to bring more powerful enemies, the stronger the better, so that he could die faster and truly die in battle.

The word devil made Saul a little bit ashamed and helpless, but he felt that the culmination of evil was nothing more than a demon king or a Cthulhu. The Cthulhu himself was definitely not like him, and the devil might still be able to pretend to be.

Hooking a chair from the side and sitting down, Sol realized that the soles of his feet were a bit strange. Is this a bear's paw?

Everyone around them was relieved when they heard Saul's words, at least not all of them died. There are so many people here, one by one, it will be enough to die for a while.

"Can I touch your... hand?" A familiar voice suddenly sounded beside him.

Saul turned his head and saw Chrissy standing there with a sad expression, and Anne Baez and Lorna were also standing aside. He was silent for a moment, and then silently stretched out his claws that had been badly lost in human form.

"Are you... dying?" Chris obviously had some bad feelings.

"Little bean sprouts, everyone will die, what's the point of crying?" Saul smiled and raised his hand, trying to touch her face, realizing the sharpness of his fingers, he could only rub her against the back of the furry hand.

"By the way, I forgot to introduce it to you. This is my good brother Timo." Sol raised his finger and pointed at the top of his head.

"Ha! Beauties, I am Timo Andrew, the Necromancer, and I am honored to know you. If I have a chance, I hope we can have a heart-to-heart conversation between us. I can tell you about my past and what I will do. The big things that have happened."

Timo began to chatter again, and every time he spoke, he could always quickly destroy the atmosphere of killing before him. Do you think you can't perceive you bragging? The undead archmage is really big, and Thor rolls his eyes silently.

Turning out the magic hourglass and glanced, Saul stood up and said that if you kill, you must kill. This is the principle.

Thor walked towards the crowd, and everyone fled in horror. Nadal Jellewhite, who was shrinking into the crowd, was accurately pulled out by Sol with his paws. This was his last goal, the grandson of the three elders.

"Don't... I don't know you... We have no grievances and no grudges, please... the warriors let me go!" Nadal hung on Saul's paws and trembled.

"I don't know you either, but the debt of the Dark Cross is on you. To blame, blame luck!"

Just as Saul was about to twist Nadal's neck, there was a sudden violent crash from the door, as if some powerful magic hit the door, causing the entire door to sway.

The next moment, the impact sounded again, and the gate on the fourteenth floor finally collapsed.

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