Chapter 18 Berserker Reben Garcia

[The second update at noon, and the third update in the evening]

018 Berserker Reben Garcia

A princess of an empire, an obscene aristocrat, a bright starry sky, a hero's hymn...

The moonlight passed through the saddle-shaped ridges, mountain passes and gorges, and the dark shadows of those trees, rocks and peaks were highlighted by the moonlight.

The smoky glow of the new moon pours everywhere, on the suspended rock broken wall, the hillside, the white rock corner, on the branches stretched like an arm, or on the broken rock eroded by cracks. Everything was clear and clear, and the two figures stood in such a light, looking at the deep distance.

"Your Majesty, the holy and magic teacher of the Holy See of the Holy See is not a big problem!" Atre suddenly asked that he knew Vinoyd very well. Gus's purpose this time is that although the Conqueror Empire is the most powerful country in Caesar's continent, the Vatican is beyond everything. They do not allow a trace of disobeying the gods, especially their sworn enemies, the demon realm flowing with blood cursed by God, those full of resentment and power. The unseeping existence of strength.

The Vatican has placed their so-called clergy in every country. Because of the strength of the Conqueror Empire, the Holy See appointed Vinoyd, the priest of the Holy Clothes. Gus is in charge.

The upper and lower levels of the Holy See:

A pope (the realm of the eighth-order Holy Magician, the person closest to God),

The Holy Mage (the realm of the magic teacher) and the Holy Light Knight (the realm of swordsman or swordsman above),

The great mage in red and the holy martial artist,

The priestly missionary in white, the golden armored warrior,

The priesthood sacrifice, the silver armored warrior,

......

Atre knows that he is too wise to show in front of a power control, accompanying you like a tiger. At this moment, you are smiling and talking to you. Next, you are likely to have a different place. Previously, Atre was betting on his own life. First, he led to the real feeling of Louis Yel's cold inner world, and then Art Lei began to pretend to be stupid and slowly pushed forward. He knew that the Holy See's demon tutor came forward to confirm his identity, but it brought him an unexpected effect.

"Your mother is really a terrible woman. After Vinoyd proposed to test you, I talked to your mother. She just smiled. Those bright and sharp eyes really made me cold," Louis the Great did not disguise his fear of St. Jordan Esmes at all. "Your mother I just said one sentence, 'I never stop my baby son's good things. Now I understand the meaning of your mother's words!"

"Your Majesty, I don't understand!" Atre shrugged his head and shrugged his shoulders.

"You don't need to understand." Louis the Great suddenly turned his face, and his face condensed solemnity again. "You have done something with Lei Ben."

"Ah?!" Atre was stunned. Before he could react, Louis the Great turned around and walked like a forest. Atre shook his head and followed...

The moonlight shines on the ground through the tedious leaves. The night wind rustles the leaves. There is a year standing in the forest, dressed in silver armor. He looks arrogant and restrained. There is still a contemptuous smile at the corners of his mouth. The arrogant breath of Atre is very familiar with Reben Garcia.

"Worship Louis the Great!" Lei Ben knelt on one knee and said to Louisier,

"Get up, you'd better solve the young people's affairs by yourself. I'll be a referee," Louis the Great turned to Atrey and said, "Ren is not convinced by you and wants to fight with you one-on-one."

"Hey, haven't you been missing me for a few days?" Atre stepped forward and walked to Lei Ben and said, "Don't be so stingy. Isn't it just a bet? I forgot."

"Huh," Lei Ben snorted coldly, "Atre, I'm going to fight with you today!"

"You are so angry. Be careful not to hurt your body." Atre is not good. He knows his own strength best. In addition to Black Bull Boxing, his stunt is to fight. He is definitely not Lei Ben's opponent. At best, he is just a trainee warrior.

"Stop talking nonsense. I'm going to double your insult to me today!" After saying that, Lei Benton stepped back a few steps and suddenly rushed to Atre. The action was done in one go, as if it were an arrow away from the string.

Atre secretly shouted no, jumped up and jumped up. Lei Ben's figure flashed from his toes. Atre stood firmly on the ground with a front flip and looked at him with a smile on his face, "Lei Ben, you are fast enough. It seems that you hit me. You don't follow the routine!"

"What's that nonsense!" Lei Ben roared, "Lei...Ting...one blow!"

Lei Ben's expression was angry, his eyebrows frowned, and he could faintly see the flickering of lightning when he raised his fists. Atre was stunned. This boy seemed to be really serious. Atre's brain rotated quickly. This battle seemed inevitable. He had no idea how to deal with this strong Ray Ben. Only One is: hide!

"Looking for death!"

Atre rushed to Lei Ben. Lei Ben smiled in consternation, thinking that Atre's head must be broken. Although he saw Atre's ability to fight at the celebration party, he was confident that his 'Thunder Strike' was no worse than the fourth-order magic of Light.

And just for a moment when Lei Ben was distracted from Analyzing Atre's actions, Atre was a beautiful front flip. After Lei Ben, he cleverly dodged his attack. Lei Ben couldn't stop the force for a moment and rushed to a big tree.

With a bang, he hit the tree with an electric glazed fist. In an instant, the big tree was surrounded by a light body like an electric current, and the next moment the whole tree burned...

"A coward! In addition to escape and dodge! What else can you do! Don't tell me that your Jiuyou Xuan snake was also killed by hiding!" Lei Ben was furious and roared at Atre.

"I'm sorry to let you guess correctly. This is how Jiuyou Xuanshe is done. You have to be careful. You have to cross the gap between yourself and Jiuyou Xuanshe first!" Atre slanted his smile and buttoned his nose by the way,

Lei Ben stood angrily next to the burning ancient tree. The flame shone on his distorted face because of anger. He clenched his fists tightly. Louis the Great, who stood aside, shook his head helplessly. He had already seen that Atre deliberately did not confront Lei Ben head-on and avoided the attack all the time. He was very dissatisfied with Atre's behavior. Warriors should face their enemies face directly, and even if they fall, they must be dignified and downs, which is the integrity of a samurai.

"Hey, Lei Ben, if you are tired, go home and rest. I'm still waiting to attend the magic feast. Don't spoil the fun!" Atre only cared about himself and saying sarcastic words. Lei Ben condensed the fighting spirit of his whole body and approached Atre step by step. Every step, every time he raised his foot seemed to carry a huge gravity. His eyes were no longer flat, releasing a bloodthirsty crimson. The slanted smile at the corners of his mouth was the call of the hell messenger, and the muscles all over his body kept. Expanding, the clothes broke through because of the bursting muscles, and the silver armor fell faintly...

"Berker Warrior! Interesting!" Louisier looked at Reben Garcia in surprise.