Chapter 623 (1/2)

When greya pondered the meaning of Sanders' words, gram looked surprised and doubted: ”Sanders, did you come in?”

Sanders threw the blood bottle in his hand to angel and introduced him to Angel: ”he is the 'little devil' gram of the dark night front, a disgusting and headache rebellious urchin. Don't believe a word of his words.”

After angel took the blood bottle, before he spoke, gram across the street said, ”Hey, Sanders, what you said is wrong. We are old guys who have experienced the magic blood battle. Do you speak like that?”

The battle of demon blood was a small-scale wizard scuffle on the low grave 100 years ago. The cause was a bottle of demon blood.

”It is because I have experienced the magic blood battle that I understand you.” Sanders said faintly, ”there were no fewer than a thousand people who were cheated by you at that time.”

”Didn't I lie to you?” Grackner said.

”If you have the strength to cheat me, please feel free.” Sanders sneered.

Gram's eyes have been rolling for a long time. He doesn't know how to return. He can't admit it directly. Finally, he simply looked at the girl flying in the air, ”greya? I heard them call you greya just now, but I don't think greya has such a slim figure. I think your body and soul don't match. Do you occupy the * * of others?”

Gloria fell to the ground with a white eye and said, ”fuck you. Besides, didn't you make that idea just now? You still like a little girl's body. Are you ashamed?”

Gram did have a plan to seize the flesh just now, but his face was not generally thick. He said with a shy face, ”isn't that just now? Now you're here, why don't you save me?”

Greya shook her head. ”I'm not sure about this.”

Gram put his hope on Sanders: ”old man, you won't die?”

Sanders stretched out his hand, bounced up a chaotic energy and flew towards gram.

Gram was startled, but he found that the energy did not come to him, but flew towards the golden thread connected to the void above his head.

A bang.

The chaotic energy disappeared, and the golden thread shook but did not lose at all. The bitter thing is grak. His whole body is bound and interspersed by the gold thread. When the gold thread moves, he splashes blood. Moreover, the strange runes on the gold thread constantly torture his flesh, making him scream involuntarily.

Greya was once interspersed with silk thread, but that kind of silk thread is completely different from gold thread. Even if silk thread has the effect of sucking blood, it only makes the flesh painful at most. This golden thread, however, seems to amplify the pain of all flesh, and also implant soul and spirit.

Nausica has experienced it and sympathizes with Gram's scream. She didn't even open her eyes. Just seeing the tragedy, she seemed to think of herself not long ago.

When gram was in pain, the surrounding colorful dragonflies began to gather and sent an attack signal to Sanders.

It was obviously the chaotic energy thrown by Sanders that disturbed them.

Sanders raised his hand and seemed ready to kill the colorful dragonfly. Angel quickly sent out a retreat mood wave to them.

He had no feelings for Fox and flog, but he was very grateful to the colorful dragonfly. He was pushed into the plane interlayer by the twilight last time. If it were not for the help of the colorful dragonfly, he might be permanently lost in the darkness and never have a chance to escape from life.

The colorful Dragonfly saved his life, so angel had more pity on the colorful dragonfly.

After angel's mood swings dispersed, the colorful Dragonfly did not hesitate to accept angel's orders, directly stepped aside and put away its attack posture.

Angel's mood swings were very subtle. Gram didn't feel them in the pain, but the other two wizards present, sanders and greya, felt them.

Sanders put down his hand and looked at angel without saying a word.

Greya narrowed her eyes and her expression was full of meaning.

After a while, Gram's pain finally stopped, but it also cost him half his life. He raised his blood hazy eyes and looked at Sanders, panting: ”I can't hold it again. A demon seduced me in my ear and dissuaded me from falling, but I don't want to... Save me.”

Without the glib nonsense, gram now prayed in despair for someone to pull him, and the object of his prayer was Sanders.

Sanders rubbed his gloves, frowned and said, ”facts have proved that I can't save you. You should be able to feel the energy just now. It's the sharpest attack I can make, but the golden thread hasn't been damaged at all.”

After Sanders' voice fell, angel motioned to him with his eyes.

Sanders constructed a spiritual tie between him and angel without trace.

Angel immediately said in his heart: ”mentor, small spots can bite off the golden thread.”

”Small spots?” Sanders looked at the spotted dog at angel's feet. ”Can he bite off these gold wires?”

”That's right.” Angel said the golden thread that the spotted dog had bitten off nausica.

Sanders: I see, but you don't need it here, and you don't have to say it

Angel nodded suspiciously. Just listening to their conversation, he thought that the mentor and gram were friends... But now it seems that this is not the case?