Witch Alchemist

In late April, Tanlie City.

Before the summer, the sun's sun has brought a bit of hot meaning.

Roy and others are dressed as adventure travelers and come to the tavern in the city.

The noisy here is still, the business travel, and the warriors who come and go together, are gathered together, talking about what has happened recently.

"I heard, the caravan of the Shanlu Department was washed by blood ..."

"It's really miserable, dozens of big, all of them were chopped!"

"Amo is too domineering, can't anyone cure him?"

"Hush ... There are a lot of his minions here, it's better to whisper."

Roy glanced on several discussed travelers, sitting down at the table on the side silently, and asked the waiters here to get a few glass of wine made of rye.

But he didn't drink, but took out a gold coin.

The waiter's eyes are straight.

I only felt that the hero was not only handsome, but also the glory reflected by the gold coin with a charming charm.

"Find you to ask one thing ..."

Roy made a magnetic voice in his mouth against Lukel's face.

"Disputes on the Shanlu and Amo."

The waiter's expression changed slightly, but he still lowered his voice and carefully inform of the ins and outs of the matter.

It turned out that the fighting and killing Amo had robbed the business team again.

He didn't do such things less before, and all kinds of wealth was quickly gathered towards him.

The waiter solemnly warned: "This guest, the group of guys under the hand recently became more rampant, you can be careful.

Several adventurers who couldn't look at him wanted to find him trouble, and the results had been killed.

Also, a while ago, there was the blue and strong molten fire from the fire. You better change the dress and put away things like weapons ...

Lengn about trouble! "

After the waiter left, Roy glanced at Lukel after disguising.

"It seems that you can find him without any thought.

These guys are far rough to do things than expected, and they know that roads are robbery and killing people everywhere, and they don't understand anything. "

"Actually, Amo may have a better mind, considering the thoughtful orcs.

But this world does not respect the mind, but respects force.

There should be no way to influence. "

Pulan Jie said.

During their conversation, there were several orcs calmly sideways and seemed to notice what.

Soon after, one person quietly left the tavern and came to the market.

Nympho

"Well!"

After a while, the door of the tavern was suddenly opened by several burly bodies.

There are tight orcs with tall orcs with hard hair on his mouth, with hard hair on his face, and a little wild boar characteristics.

They looked at the crowd, and soon fell on the table of the three Roy.

Their three young men and women, each with their own swords, negative their swords, as adventurers, and looked very recognizable.

"It's them!"

The head of the leaders was shining, raised the long -handed trophy in his hand, and came over.

Seeing this scene next to the orcs next to each other, the face was surprised, and all of them played like an electric shock, and quickly shrank to the side.

"You 3, which is Lukel?"

The orcs of the ax buzzed.

Lukel subconsciously answered, but suddenly stopped.

Because he saw him opposite him, the squeezing by Roy was wonderful, like the face of the twin brothers.

That's "Lukel"!

Roy turned around.

"I am."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The orcs laughed.

Suddenly, his eyes were fierce.

"Go to death!"

The long -handed Tomahawk suddenly split, and its power was very important.

Looking at it, Roy was about to split the whole person in half.

The person next to him also mentioned his heart to his throat, and looked at this scene in horror.

"puff!"

Roy reached out and caught the ax.

He was so easy and casual, clamped the edge with five fingers.

The hands of the orcs of the orcs shocked, and subconsciously used it.

As a result, Roy's fingers were like iron tongs, and the tattoo remained motionless.

"Why, how can it ..."

There was a trace of cold sweat on his forehead, and his face was shocked.

"ah……"

"this……"

"this……"

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Suddenly, the orcs in the tavern exclaimed.

In their shocking eyes, Roy's fingers were deeply pierced into the ax, and the hard thick iron was pinched as mud cream.

"This person, so strong!"

"how so……"

"The body of flesh and blood, even ..."

After all, Pulan Jie was a high -magic world investigator who had followed the mage group. He drank a glass of wheat wine without slowly.

But I couldn't help feeling secretly.

"This body strength ...

Sure enough, it is already an extraordinary existence. "

Ordinary fine iron requires exercise in a furnace.

And such a body must also exercise in the alchemy room in the alchemy room.

Regardless of cost, or the essence of forging.

The strength of the flesh body that Roy now has is absolutely better than the gold, silver, copper and iron.

Coupled with powerful life energy and pure cell power, it is not surprising to pinch the ax.

Several puppets also felt the threat.

But before they could react and run away, Roy's eyes became serious, and his invisible spirit condensed into a spiritual thorn, which nailed them in place like an iron spear.

Roy's grip on iron was like mud, and he grabbed a piece of the axe and pinched it with his fingers, breaking it into several pieces.

After throwing it casually, several orcs had blood holes on their heads and were killed on the spot.

"You... you are so brave!"

Their leader was still unwilling to give up, and shouted in shock and anger: "Dare to kill our Molten Fire Department... Ugh!"

Before he finished speaking, a fist bursting with fighting spirit was like a heavy hammer, hitting his forehead.

The orc leader's voice stopped abruptly.

With a clang, the long-handled battle axe fell to the ground.

His body also slid limply to his knees and fell softly to the ground.

"Kill... kill people!"

"Those guys from the Molten Fire Tribe...

They were killed!"

"Who the hell is this? He doesn't even take the beheaded Amo seriously?"

"He's done, and he'll be done soon!"

"Amo will never let him and his companions go!"

The orcs next to him were terrified and talked about it.

Roy didn't pay much attention.

He just wanted to deliberately provoke a fight and lure Amo over.

If he broke into the door himself, not only would there not be so many people watching, but he might also fall into a trap.

More than 10 minutes later, there was a rumbling sound in the distance, and Amo came over with more than a dozen orc warriors riding swift dragons.

"Who is so bold that he dares to kill our Molten Fire Tribe people?"

He roared with anger in his voice.

Many timid orcs had already run away, and the rest were those who were not afraid of death and loved to watch the excitement.

Hearing this, they all looked aside.