"Woo, woo, woo...".

Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew, diluting the fog and dust, making the scene at the center of the explosion looming.

The demigod standing in the center of the explosion did not move at all. The evil eyes under the mask were full of regret and boredom. It seemed that what he had just said was just a farce in his eyes.

This is true, and it is almost difficult to kill the demigod directly with explosives or artillery.

Unless he can stand and let you bang, or your power is enough to annihilate 1 biological cells, preventing the demigod from relying on recovery and regeneration.

Or it may cause disturbance to the space and do not have the conditions to escape, but this powerful bomb cannot be achieved by not only developing into the steam era, even the nuclear bombs in the world of Crence.

"Human, you gave me a big surprise. Is it really worth it?"

He stared at a position and slowly opened his mouth. The former standing Vizel had disappeared at this moment, lurking in the darkness somewhere.

Then he heard a figure trampled under his feet, and said in a hoarse tone that exuded a strong alcoholic smell:

"Haha..., people like Vizel shouldn't die here. Although I used to be dissatisfied with him, thinking that he was too serious, too stubborn and not smooth enough, it was difficult to handle the relationship with the nobles, but it was because of the seriousness of such people that the world changed, cough cough cough cough cough..."

Whenever old Geoffrey, whose legs were blown off, said a lot of blood containing internal organ fragments would spit out from his mouth.

The already morbid face made the face look extremely pale due to excessive blood loss.

Of course, he would do this not to kill this demigod. The gap between the two sides is definitely not something that can be achieved with just a few bombs.

Jeffrey just wanted to create opportunities for Vizel in this space where some restrictions were imposed. Even if the price was his own life, the only thing that was a pity was that he only let Little Def leave in the end.

"Thank you very much for letting me see such a wonderful scene, but it's a pity that the game is over."

He raised his hand and patted the blood-colored clergy robe that was stained with a little dust in the explosion, then looked around quickly for another week, and confirmed that Vizel was hiding in the darkness and could not solve it immediately, so he planned to leave.

"Woo~".

At this time, a low and strange sound suddenly came from the dense forest shrouded in darkness.

Following were evil tentacles extending from the four sides, they quickly headed towards the demigod like a snake.

"Bang!".

Just when they were only 30 meters away, they seemed to have encountered an invisible wall, making a dull collision sound and could no longer move forward.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

Tentacles covered with evil patterns were like hyenas smelling delicious, constantly slapping the invisible wall with their bodies.

Some even started to bite with their teeth, and the evil sound even suppressed the howling wind, and it kept going for a long time.

The demigod had no reaction to this, and his body rippled in circles and planned to leave, but an accident happened.

In an instant, not only this demigod, including old Jeffrey, but even Vizel, who was hiding in the distance to control the monsters, became dim at the same time, as if he had suddenly been taken away from the light and turned into a completely blind man.

"It is the ability of His Excellency Adal Ulyses."

A hint of joy suddenly emerged in Vizel's heart, but his mind became blank in this darkness that was so quiet that nothing happened for only a few minutes, and then fell into a deep sleep.

"A Dusk Hunter, I guess you are Adal Ulyses, the priest Archbishop in charge of Laxray in the Night Monastery. I'm sorry to know you in this way. If I have the chance, I would like to tear your body apart and eat it, hahaha..."

A slightly low and hoarse male voice came from this darkness where there was no sound. His tone was full of madness, which was completely different from the calmness before.

"hehe!".

There was only one sneer in the darkness, which was very consistent with Adale Ulyses' character.

As soon as the laughter fell, there was no sound in the darkness and it suddenly became silent. No one knew what kind of battle they had fought, nor how long it had passed.

When Vizel escaped from the darkness, he only saw the fatigue on Adal Ulyses's cold face and the blood stained red with the black formal outfit. As for the demigod who controlled the space, he escaped.

The specific information that can be obtained is not human, nor is it those monsters without shadows. They are closer to some extraordinary races. There is also the most critical point. They seem to intend to shake the authority of several gods and awaken a certain existence.

"Cough, cough, cough...".

A painful cough suddenly pulled Vizel's thoughts back to reality. He quickly gave up asking Adal Ulysses's plan and ran quickly to Old Jeff.

Staring at the pale and bloodless old face, he opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but he heard Old Jeff 1 coughing and laughing and speaking first:

"Sir Captain, can you take out the cigarette in my pocket? I suddenly regretted not smoking a few more before, and drank a few glasses of strong wine by the way, haha..., cough cough..."

Weizel did not answer the joke, and deep pain and memories flashed deep in his eyes.

He then took out a pack of cigarettes from Old Jeffrey's pocket, then opened it, took one from it and put it into the other person's mouth.

"Click!".

As the front part of the match rubbed against the phosphorus surface, a wisp of light blue smoke passed, a small flame rose in the front part of the match, and the cigarette was lit.

"call!".

"It's such a beautiful taste, Mr. Captain, you can also try 1 when you are troubled. Cheap coffee will only make you insomnia and hair loss, hahaha..."

Old Jeffrey sucked the cigarette in big mouthfuls, and spit out white smoke at the same time.

A rich and spicy stimulating his senses. He lay on the ground half-closed his eyes, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Do you have any wishes? I know you are always looking for your own children, and you have spent a lot of money on this."

Wizel looked away from old Jeffrey and looked at the cigarette in his hand. He couldn't help but frowned slightly, but he still took out one from it, put it into his mouth, then lit it, and took a deep breath.

In an instant, Weizel, who was not ready, felt a stimulating and spicy smell fill the entire mouth.

It made him frown deeper, and he felt like he wanted to vomit, but he forced himself to endure it, but his face looked a little ugly.

"Ha ha ha ha……".

Seeing this scene, Old Jeffrey suddenly grinned, smiled and squinted, and two tears fell from the corners of his eyes inadvertently, and laughed:

"Sir Captain, cough cough..., cigarettes are like a hot street girl. A little boy with no experience can only hold on in front of her for a few seconds. Not only can he not get good things, but he will also make a fool of himself, just like you, hahaha..."

Speaking of this, Old Jeff's voice became weak.

The final laughter almost exhausted all his strength. He did not give Vizel a chance to refute. He changed the tone and said in a tone that seemed to be explaining his last words:

"Ahem... I found him a week ago. He was in the Sulante Empire, haha..., and he married a wife, had two cute children, and established a family. This was something I never dreamed of. I actually had two cute grandchildren. Who would have thought that people like me would have offspring..."

"Cough cough cough cough cough..."

Another violent cough sounded from Old Jeffrey's throat, and accompanied by a large amount of blood and internal organ fragments flowed down the corners of his mouth, gradually dyeing the snowflakes under him red.

After a brief silence, Old Jeffrey's already muddy eyes suddenly became even more dull. He grinned again and said in an extremely faint voice:

"I have to thank all this for the great lady, who accepted me, a sinner who had made mistakes, and gave me the opportunity to make up for it, cough cough cough cough..."

Speaking of this, Old Jeff's eyelids began to be unable to hold on, his breathing became more and more rapid, his pupils were slowly dissipating, and a trace of regret appeared on his face.

He spoke for the last time, murmured in a voice that perhaps only he could hear:

"Ellebera, really, I want to say 1 to you, sorry, come on!"

As the last paragraph of words fell, the last look in Old Jeffrey's eyes disappeared, and a liberation expression appeared on his old face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Facing the sky covered by night, my eyes seemed to be staring at the blue moon. In a vague way, there seemed to be a beautiful figure that only Old Jeff could see.

She is quite delicate, with short light blue hair, looks extremely capable, and she doesn't wear various braids or elegant long skirts.

Instead, a short skirt made of certain animal leather perfectly reveals the wheat-colored legs without any excess fat, giving people a hot and wild feeling.

This is a dress that can only be seen on the sea. At this moment, the figure was pinching his slender waist with one hand, raising his hand to wave and greeting someone.

But I don’t know if the man didn’t respond for a long time, but the hot-bodied lady’s expression was a little unhurried, so she ran away and rushed towards the figure who didn’t respond to her.

Gradually, the lady seemed to have discovered something. No matter how she ran, she was pulling her distance between each other, but she could never touch the figure that was gradually moving away.

"Click!".

Finally, she fell down because she was not careful.

But the first reaction she made at the moment she fell was not to immediately dodge her flexibly, but to cover her lower abdomen with her hands, as if she was protecting something important.
Chapter completed!