"Lu Ba, help me!"

The man was beaten backwards by Merlin. He roared, and the bloated guy next to him lifted the strange hand cannon in his hand again. But before he could shoot, Merlin raised his other hand, and the light at the top of the dark red magic wand Lora jumped, and the green light hit the bloated guy accurately.

"stupefy! (Sleeping Spell)"

"Bang"

The bloated mercenary Road Dog's magic resistance seemed pitiful. Under the shooting of the sleeping curse, he fell on the ground without even snorting. The huge body was like a wall overturning.

"You're the only one left now."

Meilin pulled down his sword and retreated. He looked at the strong man in front of him and said:

"You are all famous lone mercenaries, why should you mix with the death knives of the death knives of the death knives?"

Yes, in the contact just now, Merlin recognized the leader of the mercenary group, the guy wearing silver-gray armor, the guy who had died on the Caribbean island before, the guy who rebeled from the Assassin League and claimed to be the death knell.

Faced with Merlin's problem, the isolated last soldier snorted.

He raised his mechanical right arm, which was about to be broken, and as Merlin looked, he said in a deep voice:

"Because he can make us strong because he has the right idea, no pain and no conflict, where does it come from strength?"

"You long for pain?"

Merlin looked at the warrior in front of him in surprise. He put away his sword and pulled out his wand. Facing the iron fist warrior roaring towards him, he shrugged and waved his hand to throw out a pirated curse.

"Since you want to suffer, I'll give it to you."

Merlin held the wand, and the strength of the Heart-Drilling Curse was raised to the highest in a few seconds, as the continuous rays of light pounded. The iron fist warrior who was charging became staggering, and he quickly fell to the ground. The pain bursting out from his body made every muscle in his body tremble, making him unable to even stand.
Chapter completed!