The magic association in Italy is divided into two forces.

The first one is the "Red Copper and Black Cross" to which Erica belongs, and the leader is Paul.

The other is the "Bronze Black Cross", whose branch leader is Deanna.

The two forces are already old rivals, and it is not too much to say that they are mortal enemies.

After dealing with the two gods who refused to follow, Lin Yi's identity was undoubtedly the seventh god-killer in the world.

In the eyes of others, his status is like a rocket rising rapidly.

And this is the same as Erica's condition when she did not pass the news back. Erica is currently Lin Yi's little follower.

In fact, this is also good. At least if you have acquaintances in the local area, you don’t have to worry about money anymore.

This is not neon.

But for convenience, Lin Yi still speaks neon, Italian, etc., so let him go.

"Dear King, do you have any plans next?"

Lin Yi, who was sitting in the restaurant, threw an empty crab shell aside, "What else can you do? Haven't you targeted me?"

"In addition to you, I am also interested in meeting that arrogant marquis!"

This guy really doesn't have the awareness of being a king at all, but he seems to see through everything.

Erica needs to bear a lot of pressure if she wants to be clever. She didn't say it thoroughly, but just asked Lin Yi whether she wanted to live in Italy.

This is her headquarters, where she grew up.

Even Lin Yi is not very at ease. If he can be a little calmer, then it is a good choice to regard him as the main.

Erica thought with her head on her mind.

After the meal, under Erica's leadership, Lin Yi visited the headquarters of the Red Copper Black Cross.

At the same time, I successfully met the marshal of the association, Paul Bronteley, the former Supreme Knight of the Red Copper and Black Cross.

He is also Erica's uncle.

A gentleman who is quite spiritual, is not the kind of gentleman who has problems in a narrow sense, but an uncle who does indeed match these two words.

This can be seen from temperament.

However, Paul's nature was relatively unrestrained. When Lin Yi met him at the headquarters of the Red Copper and Black Cross, he did not have much opinion on him.

But the other party still had a little doubt about Lin Yi's strength.

Seeing is true, Paul believed in his eyes more, so he proposed to Lin Yi for an invitation to discuss.

It is somewhat difficult to reject a kind gentleman.

So Lin Yi agreed to make this request, and Erica, as a bystander, stood with him, Jennero Gantz.

Jennaro is also a big knight. He looks fierce, but he is a successful young man with even his wife and a child one year old!

He is only twenty-three!

For convenience, the headquarters of the association is hidden in the mountains and forests in the suburbs.

There is enough venue here for Lin Yi and Paul to use for competition, and Lin Yi did not use any magical tools.

He just took down a heavy knight sword from the weapon stand beside him.

This is not heavy, but he feels it when he uses it, and the wielding power looks pretty good.

"Okay, just use this."

"King, I'm sorry for offending me." Paul concentrated his mind and gaze out his long sword. The sunlight disappeared and his sharpness appeared.

"Lord, I call by day, but you do not agree; and you are silent when you call by night. However, you are the God who has become a saint and baptized by many hymns of Israel!"

The powerful Spirit covered the entire open space of the competition, and the air seemed to solidify. This Spirit of Spirit Erica was very familiar with it.

Because she will!

However, this Spirit of Word will consume a lot of spell power, and generally, she will not use it at all.

But as a duel with the Godslayer, this level may really be nothing.

Lin Yi held the steel long sword tightly, and there were no fancy patterns on the blade, just a simple white blade swing forward.

A fierce storm began to roar around him, and trees more than a hundred meters away rose up and rolled into the air, forming a white tornado.

And all this was just a slight wave from Lin Yi!

Paul held the long sword with the word spirit attached. He just now just wanted to add a BUFF to the weapon, but who would have thought that Lin Yihui would "big".

However, Lin Yi just wanted to dispel the momentum that made Erica uncomfortable. Who knew that with a wave of his wave, he triggered the unfamiliar storm power.

The power of the storm god Merca, the disasters caused by the winds, and the rain will cause tsunamis, which are unstoppable to humans.

Only god-killers of the same level can fight with their power, and now they are just storms.

Facing the tornado, Paul had nowhere to escape, but could only grit his teeth and sing in a deep voice, "At the beginning of three days, the Son of Man will be reborn, death will accompany you, blood will flow, the pain will only depend on the suffering of the skin, and the great Jesus will bless me!"

"Is the power of the Word Spirit?"

Lin Yi clearly "sees" that Paul's body was wrapped in a ball of white light, which should be the function of the Spirit of Words.

Listening to the mantras he chanted should be related to life and death.

He raised his sword to greet him, and Lin Yi just wanted to test other abilities from Mekal. In addition to being the God of Storm, Mekal is also the God of Sea, the God of the Sun, and the God of Life who controls harvest and waste.

Its ability was slowly drawn out from its origin by Lin Yi. After the black land was blown by the wind, it turned into a barren piece of loess.

Life was deprived, and the white light around Paul kept making sizzling sounds.

It's like resisting Mekal's power.

To be honest, the winner's power does not play a big role in combat, because except for a few other skills.

Other skills have strict activation conditions.

For example, a male goat must be swallowed with one last breath before it can be activated.

The pain before death will not be erased for you, and you can only use ten incarnations once a day.

"Paul, hold it!"

After Lin Yi finished speaking, he waved his sword and slashed. He almost tried out the opponent's bottom line just now. Next, as long as he controlled the output, even if the blood bar was cleared, as long as there was a drop of blood left, Lin Yi could snatch it back from the God of Death.

The unconcerned action caused Paul's pressure to surge.

Originally, the sacred protection had some effect, but was killed by Lin Yishang.

Without his protection, he faced the storm of erosion and had no resistance, and even chanting a spell could not resist.

"It's over!"

"I'm going to try Mekal's last remaining power again!"

As a result, Paul couldn't stand it anymore. Sure enough, he was not a god-killer, and his physical fitness was too different.

Lin Yi stopped suddenly.

"It turns out that challenging in a human way is a bit too arrogant." Paul nodded to Erica, who was watching the battle.

The latter walked up and handed out a circular stone plaque.

"Snake? Medusa? Oh, this thing is quite interesting." Lin Yi took it and put it in front of him stared at the carved pattern on it.

The snake-haired beauty seemed to appear vividly in his mind.

"Do you know this?" Erica was a little surprised.

"What do you think you will do when you are bored when you are squatting at home?" Lin Yi asked irresponsible.

In Erica's mind, Lin Yi was staying alone at home, staring at the computer monitor in a daze.

Only hands are constantly moving.

As my body twitched, I lost a few more pieces of paper.

Lin Yi forced her to intervene in her thinking and shouted, "You have a problem with your thinking! Are you thinking about these things all day long now?"

Fantasy is broken.

Erica tilted her head, "What about that? Didn't you say you were squatting at home!"

Squatting at home in her impression is equivalent to an otaku, something that otaku usually likes to do...

No, I can't continue thinking anymore!

Lin Yi wanted to help this girl correct her wrong views slightly, "I tell you, don't underestimate the squat at home!"

"because!"

"All, I just wanted to say something."

Lin Yi touched his neck and turned to look aside. He suddenly thought that he could not tell the other party about such a thing.

If the other party knows that he is just a paper person living on a flat surface, then should he just type End?
To be continued...