ps: Sorry, I'm a little late to watch the game, I'll post it now.

I'll take you to kill someone.

This sentence was particularly plain and seemed to be dull, but it made most of the warlocks present feel insulted.

"Damn, what do you think we are? You're slaughtering?"

"Who does this guy think he is? So arrogant?"

"I will give you my wish to die so much!"

Amid the chaos and noisy, the mythical bloodline warlock at the front roared angrily, unable to withstand this stimulation, and immediately took action.

The black spear in his hand burst out with dazzling light, with a mighty and domineering momentum, forming a long deep valley on the ground, rolling up dust and stabbing towards Vinson.

In response to this, Vincent just hugged Hathaway tightly and turned sideways with a calm expression.

The violent gun immediately passed by, and the fierce power it brought could not penetrate the Sun Shield and hurt his body.

Immediately, the Sun Shield dissipated and he grabbed one of his empty hands.

The sorcerer's palm was immediately held by him, and the grasped part happened to be where the alchemy mark existed.

A "sigh" sound.

A golden flame emerged from the imprinted part and turned into ashes amid the other party's shrill cry.

Looking at the other party's painful face screaming and wailing, Vincent chuckled slightly and uttered a word.

"Goodbye, the first dead."

As soon as the words were finished, the fire of gold ignited and danced angrily!

The body of the warlock he caught was filled with golden flames, and it was swept by a few seconds later, and it turned into hundreds of flame lights and shot in anger in all directions.

In just a blink of an eye, the body of a mythical blood warlock shattered and destroyed!

Dozens of mythical bloodline warlocks immediately became quiet.

For a moment, no one spoke on the scene.

A mythical bloodline warlock actually died so easily?

This made it impossible for everyone to believe this fact.

Anyway, that is also a mythical bloodline warlock. He is definitely not an ordinary mortal or a warlock. He is so cruelly destroyed?

And he hadn't even had the chance to use the alchemy mark, and it turned into dust!

This is the first mythical bloodline warlock to die here.

The atmosphere seemed to be frozen by frost for a moment, and everyone didn't speak anymore.

After a silent silence, the sound suddenly became bustling again.

"Damn, you actually killed Wumata?"

"Boy, you are dead. You dare to kill the Mythical Bloodline Warlock. You are destined to die."

"This idiot, do you think the Wumata family will let him go?"

...

Every mythical bloodline warlock means great future potential and is highly valued by the forces, because once they grow up, they will basically enter the realm of gold, but now one of them dies here.

It is conceivable what kind of anger the family Vinson killed will vent afterwards!

However, Vinson ignored them.

He casually put the other party's alchemy space ring in his pocket. Within his body, the blazing sun fire was surging. This force wandered around his body, making every inch of his muscles continuously strengthen, making Vinson feel more and more comfortable.

He breathed out a breath and slowly spread it on the ground. The scorching temperature actually roasted a piece of land to charred.

Leaving the other party's constant yelling, he led Hathaway to Hollens.

While he was walking, although the warlocks were ridiculed, no one dared to take action.

There was a faint fear in their hearts.

In the sky, the golden pillar of light that reached the sky had disappeared, but the ten suns were still shining, and the light fell on Vinson, as if it was for him.

After killing the first mythical bloodline warlock, the dizziest tenth sun's rays suddenly increased a little, and the brightness was even greater than before.

"Alec, what do you think?"

At this time, the gray-haired man walked to the man holding the long sword and asked in a low voice.

He felt something was wrong and was a little shocked. He came forward to ask this mythical bloodline warlock who was not inferior to his.

Looking at the figure of Vinson who was gradually walking towards Hollens, Alec shook his head and said that he couldn't quite understand.

This scene is indeed too terrifying. Ten suns are shining on it. What is going on?

But at this moment, Adele spoke out: "I seem to have read this kind of record in the classics."

As soon as this sentence came out, Alec and Reeves next to her immediately turned their eyes to her.

Adele's mouth curled slightly and said softly: "Some terrifying warlocks will trigger celestial changes when they achieve the Silver Realm. For example, eight thousand years ago, there was a powerful warlock in our world. When he broke through the shackles of the Black Iron Realm, thousands of lightnings were triggered over the city where he was, and it sounded for a whole day. In addition, you can guess what the identity of that warlock is?"

Seeing Alec and Reeves's expressions of suspicion, Adele smiled softly and said in a dreamy tone: "Jorris, the God and Magic."

Both of them changed their faces at the same time.

"Is it the king of the era who broke through the golden rank and Joris who died with the evil steel dragon?"

Reeves asked repeatedly, unable to believe it.

"Yeah, that's right."

Adele nodded and his eyes continued to sweep towards Vinson's back, "Only the purest bloodline can you have this kind of celestial change. However, I think he should not have entered the Silver Realm and is still at the limit of the Black Iron Realm. The ten suns in the sky are not yet complete. I think it may take a little ritual to succeed. According to the premise of killing a mythical bloodline warlock and the tenth sun's luster brightening, I think you have guessed the content of this ritual."

Alec frowned slightly and whispered: "Does the blood of the mythical blood warlock be used to build a road to silver? This person... is a bit scary."

Walking on the road, Vincent was expressionless and quietly listened to others' abuse.

This time, he would have accepted the inheritance of the god of light and sun Esolun. If he had not absorbed the bloodlines of the two mythical bloodline warlocks, he would not have absorbed it so thoroughly.

Because the higher the purity of this inherited bloodline, the more things it absorbs. If he hadn't had the bloodline bonus of those two warlocks, he would probably not have such pure bloodline!

When he walked to Hollens, he asked with concern: "How is it? Hollens, isn't it serious?"

Hollens smiled weakly and waved his hand powerlessly: "It's okay, it's just a little injury."

Looking at the two, Vincent opened his eyes of reality and frowned.

Hollens and Hathaway suffered too many serious injuries, and this serious injury could not be cured in a short period of time. Even if it is an alchemy potion, it can only be relieved. You must rest for a while before you can recover, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

And this injury was suffered to protect him.

To be fair, the previous World Channel incident, Vinson spent fifty years of life just for himself and resisted the devil for a moment. But now, these two people have paid so much for him, and are even seriously injured and dying, which makes a heart that is indifferent.

He doesn't like to owe others favors.

Shortly, he took out some alchemy potions and handed them over to them. Vincent patted Hollens on the shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, next, I will return your injuries to them ten times."

Hollens nodded and smiled: "Go, although I don't know what capital you have to force more than 30 mythical blood warlocks, but I have to add some fuel to you and hang them up and beat them!"

Vinson smiled slightly, then turned around and walked forward in front of the more than thirty warlocks who were still yelling.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, on the bronze tree, there were various spell runes on the ten branches, and a sun hung on each of the branches, with a fierce light.

But the ten suns do not mean that they have reached the perfect state of the Black Iron Realm.

The vision in the sky is only halfway through, and there should be huge changes in the future. Their sun fire has basically reached the peak of the Black Iron Realm, but the power of death is still lacking.

If you want to fully release your power, allow yourself to perfectly break through the black iron and advance to the realm of silver, you must witness countless deaths!

He could vaguely feel that the death of a strong man could make the power of death stronger and domineering.

Just now, the mythical blood warlock of death seemed to stimulate the ten magic yangs in the sea of ​​consciousness. The black magic power was rapidly condensing, as if it was moving towards the liquid.

Vinson had a intuition that if he missed the opportunity to convert black gas into liquid this time, although he could still reach the realm of silver in the future, this would be an irreparable loss.

Thinking in his heart, he looked up at the ten bright spheres above his head and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Above the sky, there are already faint black dots in the center of the sun, which are gradually expanding.

After watching the sun quietly for a few seconds, he lowered his head and looked at the more than thirty warlocks opposite him who were still yelling, suppressing everyone's voices.

"Stop talking nonsense, who will come up and get to die first?"

With a roar, the scene was silent again! (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!