It All Starts with the Wizard

　　 The forest regained a brief calm once again. Suddenly Roman, who was lying motionless on the ground, suddenly moved his ears, as if he heard something.

　　 Then, Roman turned over with difficulty and lay on his back on the moist soil. Although his face was full of blood, Roman let out a deep, hoarse laugh.

　　 Soon, Roman’s laughter turned into a series of heart-piercing dry coughs, until another mouthful of blood was coughed out and scattered on the chin and neck, Roman gradually stopped coughing.

On the other side, Anderson is kneeling on the ground at the moment, his hands are also on the ground, his head is lowered, his face is invisible, but there is also sticky blood dripping down the corner of his mouth to the ground, depicting a weirdness on the soil. picture of.

　　 Anderson's upper body's black priest's uniform has been completely burnt to ashes, and his strong bronze muscles are exposed, covered with interlaced wounds.

　　 There are countless wounds, not only caused by Roman today, but also scars that have healed, but from the shape and location of those scars, one can also imagine how deadly the attack he received at that time!

　　 Roman tilted his head, his left eye was completely bloodshot and became blood red.

　　 He squinted his eyes and looked at Anderson. At this moment, his body was constantly emitting white steam, and his muscles seemed to be burnt red. At this moment, he could only kneel on the spot.

　　 His body was trembling slightly, as if suffering indescribable pain, his fingers were deeply embedded in the mud on the ground.

　　 The thick red book fell beside him, flipping slowly under the blowing of the night breeze.

　　 Roman stared at the thick book, and suddenly felt the implied recording in his arms moved. An unspeakable longing passed over, as if he wanted to swallow the book.

　　Roman gave a wry smile. Now he and Anderson have temporarily lost their ability to move, and now they are recovering before anyone else.

　　 The cold night breeze was blowing, the dense branches and leaves made a rustling sound, and occasionally there was a crisp sound of insects in my ears.

　　 Roman has closed his eyes at this moment, although he can't wait to sleep beautifully right now, but if he falls asleep at this time, he may never see the sun tomorrow!

　　 Roman's mind was immersed in the sea of ​​knowledge, and he glanced at the little remaining mental power and magic power.

　　 "It should be enough!"

　　 As time passed, Anderson's body moved suddenly, his hands slowly left the ground, followed by bent knees, back, neck, and finally the head.

　　 Anderson stood up again, but there was no follow-up action. Most of his figure was shrouded in darkness, and Roman couldn't see his face clearly.

　　Roman is also struggling to get up at this moment, but the physical injuries are too serious, ribs are broken, some internal organs are damaged, internal bleeding, the left arm is almost comminuted fracture, massive blood loss, extensive moderate burns all over the body...

　　Roman almost exhausted all his energy, and just sat up against the trunk behind him, his arms slumped weakly on his sides, and the waist knife in his hand didn't know where it was blown.

　　 step!

　　 Suddenly, Roman heard a dull sound of footsteps. The voice was firm and persistent. It seemed that nothing could stop it from moving forward!

　　 It took a full minute before Anderson took another step forward. The blood on his body kept dripping, and every step he took was to challenge the bottom line of death again.

　　 Roman looked at Anderson coldly, as if he had accepted his fate and waited for Anderson's approach.

　　 He didn't ask why, even if the two were fighting so horribly, Roman did not see any killing intent from Anderson's eyes, and some were just empty, numb and determined.

　　Only when the Gospel of the Sun is taken out, the eyes will reveal a deeply hidden piety.

　　 Anderson, he is a true believer!

　　 Suma United Church?

　　 Roman's eyes flashed with a cold killing intent.

　　 step!

　　 Anderson took another step, now he is less than five meters away from Roman.

　　 Suddenly, there was a sound of flapping wings, and the sound quickly approached from far to near.

　　 A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Roman's mouth, and he looked up at Anderson's oppressive figure:

　　 "Have you heard? The crow's neigh?"

　　 As if responding to Roman's words, there was a sharp neigh of Mu Ya not far behind Roman.

　　 Anderson's body shape, it's this **** crow again!

　　 But instead of stopping, he took two steps again and again, trying to get closer to Roman, but he didn't want to stagger his body suddenly, and he just half-kneeled on the ground again.

　　 Roman squinted his eyes and looked at him coldly:

　　 "Even if it is you, you are almost reaching the limit."

　　 At this moment, the Mucrow has flown to Roman's side, with a dark green vine in his mouth.

　　 Roman took the vine from Mu Ya’s mouth with his intact right hand, wrapped it around his arm twice, and then held it firmly.

　　 At this moment, Anderson is less than three meters away from Roman, and there is a faint flame from behind him again, but this time the flame seems to be stuck, and it flashes a few times before it goes out.

　　Roman suddenly said:

　　 "Anderson, have you ever heard of a slingshot?"

　　 After finishing speaking, before Anderson could react, Roman took a deep look at the tall man again, then snapped a finger with his right hand.

At the same time, a hundred meters away from Roman, there is a huge banyan tree. The top of the banyan tree is tightly bound by an arm-thick vine and pulled into a huge arc. The other end of the vine is fixed not far away. At the root of another big tree, a dark screen crow was falling on it.

　　 In addition, the top of the banyan tree that was pulled into a slingshot was tied with a thinner vine. This vine extended to the depths of the forest and was firmly held by Roman.

　　 As Roman's snapped fingers fell, the mosquito crow standing on the vine suddenly turned into a black flame, and instantly burned the vine that bound the tree.

　　 The banyan tree lost its restraint, and the tree body immediately bounced back to its original position, and huge power was transmitted to Roman's hand along the fine vine.

　　Roman's face turned white, and the whole person was taken away, disappearing into Anderson's field of vision instantly.

　　 Anderson was stunned when he saw this scene. Now, after watching the direction where Roman disappeared for a while, he exhaled heavily, and fell softly to the ground.

　　In the distance, the rising sun quietly poked its head out of the mountains, and the golden sunlight of dawn shone down, forming a thin golden barrier on Anderson's body.

　　 The gospel of the sun on the side was flipping, seeming to indicate something.