Pirate's Infinite Wings

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Boom!

From the west of Sirius Island, the waves of the magic fight kept coming, which made Fang Lang frown.

"I'm coming so soon..." Thinking like this, he looked at Jeff before him again, and while groaning, he said: "Are you under the curse of Anxelam?"

"You also know Anxelam?!" Jeff was slightly surprised.

"Of course, the black magic of Anxelam, one of the ancient curses, also known as the'curse of contradiction,' the more you respect life, the more you release the energy that spreads death. On the contrary, if you don't respect the life of all things, it won't Will release the energy of death."

Jeff didn't want to hurt his life, as long as he had this idea in his mind, the "death hunt" would not stop like the previous one, and it would suddenly come again without interruption.

Although the opposing wave can't have an impact, if it's an ordinary wizard, it's afraid that it can take his life instantly, let alone ordinary people.

"Really, Mebis told you..."

"No." Fang Lang shook his head. After a while, the black magic faded. "Forget it, there is no time to waste with you. Within my perception, a person has already appeared. I have to solve the troublesome'Purgatory Seven' '."

With that, he turned and left.

Seeing this, Jeff was slightly startled, closing his eyes and feeling it.

In perception, on the peaceful Sirius Island, several different individuals with powerful magical powers suddenly appeared.

"Someone broke in? Someone was calling my name? Why?" He murmured in surprise.

I could feel that a certain magician was constantly litigating "Jeff" in his mouth, and the direction was the direction Fang Lang was heading.

"Wait, I'll go with you."

With that said, Jeff followed slowly.

"Tsk, it's really troublesome..."

Suddenly, Fang Lang glanced at the corner of his eyes, his figure moved slightly, and suddenly disappeared in front of Jeff, the next moment, he had appeared behind him.

With a bang, a heavy hand-knife hit Jeff's stamina, and then, the black wizard who was known as the most vicious in history passed out.

Fang Lang's eyes were quick and quick, he grabbed him with one hand, and put it on his shoulder, preparing to throw him into the sea later.

"This person is too dangerous. If you enter the enemy-we mode, I am afraid that in addition to using eternal power, only relying on magic power, I am not an opponent. Forget it, for the sake of Mebis, spare him a small life."

Others may not be able to see the strength gap clearly, but who Fang Lang is, a super master who understands the law, just face to face that battle, can see how strong Jeff is.

The gap in magic power alone is a gap that cannot be bridged.

In the state of the black knight, Fang Lang's magic power was more than 20,000, while Jeff's was 150,000 or even more than 200,000.

At the level of the Great Sorcerer, the magical power gap of tens of thousands may not have that great impact on the battle, but the gap of 100,000, 100,000, this can't be beaten at all, and it will be crushed.

Moreover, if he had to say anything, Jeff was not the Great Sorcerer, but the Abyssal Sorcerer. He had truly stood in the abyss of the Demon Dao, and Fang Lang's understanding of the Demon Dao was beyond comparison.

As for being stunned by his hand knife once, it is entirely because Jeff has no sense of fighting.

It can be said that even if Fang Lang fights while standing, Fang Lang can't kill the opponent unless he uses eternal power.

"Trouble, so troublesome..."

Whispering in a low voice, Fang Lang carried Jeff, slowly moving forward to feel a magical power.

Walking out of the forest, passing through a rocky land, just at this moment, above his head, a ball of fire fell from the sky and suddenly hit the front end of Fang Lang's path.

The fireball bursting loudly, a raging fire rose, and then a figure walked out of the flame.

The other party was a young man with long, tousled blond hair and red eyes.

On his right chest, there was a guild emblem tattooed, which was the heart of the demon that Fang Lang knew well.

Fang Lang stopped and looked at the opponent quietly.

"It's lucky that I met one first." The young man had a perverted personality and looked a little arrogant and said: "No, two people, eh? It's strange, who is the man on your back? Who are you?"

"Oh, who are you among the seven family members of Purgatory?" Fang Lang chuckled lightly and asked calmly.

"Oh, I know that I am the Seven Dependents of Purgatory, I am Zankeluo, the magician of the Destroyer! Forget it, whoever you are, just die for me!"

As if dissatisfied with Fang Lang's voice, Zanke Luo grinned and pushed a palm towards Fang Lang.

Suddenly, a hot flame spurted out of his arm, but strangely, the flame changed its color in an instant, turning it into pitch black.

"Mirror door!" Fang Lang carried Jeff with his right hand, and his left hand stretched out. Suddenly, the magic circle opened and a transparent door suddenly appeared.

The black flame bombarded the mirror door, and the next moment, he was suddenly changed direction, where he came from, and where he went back.

All the black flames pounced on Zankeluo.

"What? It actually bounced back my flames?" Zancroft frowned uncomfortably, very angry, he opened his mouth to brew, and then he roared at Fang Lang, "The anger of the gods!"

The black flame's magic power quickly condensed, and the next moment, a strong flame impact spit out, sweeping everything towards Fang Lang.

The mirror door shattered in an instant, and Fang Lang and Jeff were swallowed by his flames, and the powerful flame impact spread to the distance, directly penetrating a small forest, leaving a long trace.

After a long time, when the flames dissipated, Zankeluo showed a disdainful expression, "There is not even a little ash left, it is too weak and boring. As expected, what kind of fire dragon slayer should be found?"

However, the corner of his eyes suddenly glanced to the left hand side, where Fang Lang still carried Jeff, raised his hand to pat the black flame on the corner of his clothes, his face calm.

"What?!" Zankeluo's expression changed, "You are all right! After eating the roar of my flame god Zankeluo, you are not dead!"

"...The God of Flame?" Fang Lang raised his eyebrows, rather speechless, "I dare to say that an idiot who doesn't even know the law of inflammation."

As soon as the voice fell, a round of sun slowly rose above his head!..