Chapter 143： Bleeding Black Crow City (1/2)
Chapter 143, the **** Black Crow City
At the same time that Pride released the fireball, Guevara's pupil suddenly narrowed down like a needle. In general, the magician was deceitful and decisive. I didn't expect this dark magician to be in such a short time. The decision was made in the same place. Although the speed of the big fireball flight is not fast, it is impossible to break the fence and stop the big fireball at this moment, which is impossible with the strength of Guevara.
Guevara's golden grudges are more dazzling, and a punch is heavily bombarded on the fence. The thick steel column of the arm is as hard as the dead wood under the boxing of Guevara, and it is broken, but the big fireball is already at a distance. It is only a few meters away to purify the crystal.
Pride laughed wildly. Since you don't give me a life, let those cursed people slowly struggle to die in pain!
At this moment of the millennium, Han Jin raised his hand, and a smashing electric shot came out. After crossing the fence, he immediately turned into a huge wooden man, blocking the front of the purified crystal.
‘Boom’, the fireball hit the wooden man, and suddenly the flames burst into flames, and the wooden man became a huge fire group burning.
Seeing this scene, Pride’s eyes almost fell out, and the laughter stopped abruptly, as if he had suddenly caught his neck.
Guevara has crossed the fence and walked toward Pride step by step.
At this time, Prad has been awake from the shock, looking at Guevara in front of him, a heart sinking to the bottom of the valley, feeling cold hands and feet.
How terrible is the Dragon Knight? I am afraid that no one can give an answer to this question, but Prad knows that the steel column on the fence is made of iron essence that he has exhausted from his efforts. This is his last resort, as long as the fence can block each other for a while. Then he can leave a bitter lesson for Guevara.
However, when Guevara looked down on the steel column that could not be cut with a sharp edge, Pride knew that his life had come to an end, perhaps when he was in Nuremberg. It is already doomed.
Seeing Pryder’s face standing there, Guevara smiled slyly: “How? Don’t resist? Don’t worry, I won’t let you die so easily, even though I have never been an interrogator, but I I don't mind trying to try it on you.”
Pride’s eyes widened in horror. How did he torture Guevara in Nuremberg? He knew very well that the scenes of those **** scenes appeared in his mind. The same method was used in others. A kind of cruel pleasure, but if it comes to your own head, it means endless pain. When I think of it, the hair of Prind is erected.
In the face of Guevara's step by step approach, Pride desperately stepped back, accidentally hit the next seat, almost fell to the ground.
Guevara smiled and said: ”How come your courage has become so small now? I remember when you pointed at the hand in front of me, the prestige was very good.”
Han Jin didn't talk, didn't move, even though he felt that he should now subdue the dark magician at the fastest speed, instead of talking nonsense, but he knew that a person had been tortured for ten years and his heart would change. How depressed, in other words, Guevara needs to vent! This has nothing to do with whether the mind is tough or not. In fact, Guevara has always been calm after being rescued. This is enough to prove what kind of perseverance he has.
Pride is speechless, and his heart is struggling fiercely. Obviously, if he is caught by Guevara, he will not let himself go, and there is no chance to escape. The little tricks in the past are in front of the dragon knight. Nothing can be done at all.
At this time, Prind had already retreated to the edge of the wall, and there was no way to retreat.
Secretly biting his teeth, Pride finally made up his mind, raising his hand to the wall, and suddenly there was a big hole under his feet. With the appearance of the big hole, Pride had fallen.
Guevara stunned, but I didn’t expect this guy to have left so many backhands, and even jumped into the hole if he didn’t want to.
In the moment when Pride fell into the hole, Han Jin noticed his eyes. It was a kind of desperate jade. Han Jin felt that it was not good, but before he could remind, Guevara had already followed. Go on.