Targus looked up and silently watched one’s own colleague and Brando suddenly disappeared into the air, then he turned back and said goodbye to Blanc and Feng Huo and the others. Then the brief remark was turned and left.
“It turned out to be a big bat.” Blanc looked at Targus’s movements, twitched his lips.
“What happened to Mr. Boban?” Feng Huo paid some attention to recovering from the southeast where it was in the direction of the port in Rosalin.
“Only these guys will be polite to the enemy. They have always been the longest in history in the dark noble. This attitude is also a superiority.” Blanc replied, he turned back to Feng Huo said: “Call me Blanc, little girl.”
“Hello, Mr. Blanc.”
……
In the afternoon, many Rosalin residents heard the horrible screams passing by in the air, but Insidolon finally closed his mouth when he was near the harbour area. It’s not that he takes care of the big picture, but because he understands that if he doesn’t shut up again, the bastard who is taking his own circle in Rosalin will shut himself up.
This is a shame. Once enough, the Black Lord would never want one’s own reputation to be ‘famous’ in Madara’s history in this way.
Brando’s was also quite satisfied with the knowledge of the guy. He fell near the harbour area and landed between the sheds outside the harbour area. He is not without stealth spells. There are quite a few similar obstacles in Elementalist’s low-ring spells, but he doesn’t feel that his lame Magic ability can fool the Ji Realm in the ghost car, so he falls down ahead of time.
Anyway, in his current ability, it is no more trouble to travel on the ground than in the sky. It was just to save trouble.
He first dropped the future star of Madara in his hand, and the latter screamed, expressing great dissatisfaction with his forced unloading behavior.
However, Brando ignored this. If the head of Madara’s Black Lord, who is the strength of the dignified element manifestation, can be killed at a height of less than three meters, then the country of the dead moon is estimated to be finished.
The latter saw Brando ignore him, and then he climbed up and patted the gray whisper and complained, then began to complain about one’s own clothes. The head shape is also messy, and the makeup on the face is spent on how unacceptable it is to a dark noble.
Brando is looking at the environment in the place where he landed. He found that the shed area should be the place where the workers on the dock live. It is the evening, it is the moment when the workers go home after a busy day, but here There are not many adult males in the shed area. Only a few ragged women and children looked at them with two scared guests from the sky.
A few children who were chasing watched them stop with some vigilance, and immediately women ran out of the nearby sheds and took them back.
Insidolon looked at the scene and stopped: “It doesn’t look too good, Lord Thane.”
“What do you think?” Brando turned his head back. He knew how this guy was, and he proved his genius more than once in history.
“This is…” Insidolon bowed his head and looked at his rumpled shirt with some regrets: “This dress was sent by the Emperor, I haven’t worn it for a long time…”
Brando suddenly became angry: “I don’t know your supreme one and this hobby.”
“Your Majesty is always sympathetic to the next minister,” he probably felt that his excuse was not very reliable. He added: “Lord Thane, you should understand that dark noble has always paid great attention to one’s own.”
“Yeah, why don’t I know this, Rowal’s Lich seems to never wear clothes, so some Scholars think they are a bit of a slapstick”
“cough cough, that’s an example, adult, look at Targus…”
“Mr. Targus is a vampire noble.”
“Well, in fact, I am also very anxious about the old noble’s style…” Insidolon In the eyes of two black holes, the beating Fire Soul Fire couldn’t help but feel a bit of resentment.
Brando certainly knows that this guy is actually only expressing his dissatisfaction with his previous behavior. His relationship with Insidolon and Targus is subtle. The two sides can’t say that they are allies. It is said that the opponent may be more appropriate, but he has an absolute advantage. The other party is afraid to act blindly without thinking.
But he also understands that he can’t push these two guys to the corner of the wall. The stubborn Targus is better, especially the guy in front of him, who knows what crafty plots and machinations are in his head.
He hopes that Mr. Black Lord can leave his thoughts in his mind to Realm of Eternal Death to calculate him, instead of asking him for trouble here, so he looked at each other and replied: “Only this time, it is not an example. ”
“Hah, great, are you really?”
“If you don’t encounter such a situation next time.”
“Martha above, is this different from saying nothing?”
“As long as you can keep up with my speed?”
“I can’t keep up.”
“Then I won’t discuss this with you, the next time I bring Mr. Targus.”
“Complete!”
Insidolon decisively sold one’s own colleague, and Targus, who was far away from the Pirate Bay, was sneezing a few times at this time, but the latter licked his nose and expressedlessly headed the head, putting someone’s calculations at all.
Anyway, he is used to it.
Insidolon looked around at the surrounding shed area and replied to Brando: “The people who look like ghost cars have blocked the port, which means they have prepared for it, Mr Count.”
“You think so too?” Brando asked.
“They obviously didn’t trust the Rosalin Thane as much as they thought. From the point of view of their cooperation, it is true. Even if they didn’t expect that Lord Thane would be ruined, I might have calculated that he and his gang were lame. Knight can’t stop you. It’s too simple to ask something out of those people. They are obviously not a hard-core hero.”
Brando thought about it and felt that Insidolon had no problem with the analysis. He nodded: “They expected us to come to the dock?”
“It can only be said that fortunately we did not take the secret passage, I think Rosalin Thane’s so-called ‘secret passage’, only to keep his Knights secret, poor guy.” Insidolon commented and shook his head.
“Then they blocked the harbour area, and even the people inside were not allowed to come out. Are they afraid that we understand the situation inside?” Brando asked again.
“There is this possibility, but I feel a little too much. They may be doing this to cover up some things. The harbor area is full of people, but what must be done in an open place?”
“ceremony,” Brando immediately understood: “It seems that they are ready for a trap.”
“I think so, can you deal with it?” Insidolon asked, he actually wanted to say that if you don’t have the perfect grasp, give Ordefeiss and Earth Sword to me for your safekeeping. However, when this came to the fore, it became: “If you are not sure, let Targus drive the ship out of the port and attack from the outer port?”
“That’s not necessary.” Brando shook his head very disdainfully: “This little trick, give it to me.”
“Ok?”
……
“Ok?”
Insidolon suddenly felt a shudder feeling passing by himself, and it felt scared that he almost jumped up from the ground. He saw an invisible ripple spreading toward all directions centered on Brando. It was like a drop of water. Falling on the water, a ripple of ripples, just between the crests and the troughs, is flashing the line of Silver’s Laws, which is swept away from all the sheds that are close to each other.
The feeling is like the structure of the house that has become a network for a moment, but it has returned to its original state in an instant.
The future of the Madara, the Black Lord, looked at the scene with a stunned look: “Will is forming!”
He then shouted again: “How far are you going to spread this thing?”