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Chapter 1048 The Cursed Dragon and His Human Knight (35)

The Cursed Dragon and His Human Knight (35)

"Als Joses?"

Lei, who was still struggling, exclaimed, attracting everyone's attention.

Old Wims even walked directly towards him and asked in a low voice.

"Old fellow, do you know that name?"

Lance saw Lei's grim expression and nodded.

Lei frowned: "Many magicians should know this name, because he is also a magician."

If he was just a simple magician, it would not be enough to make Lei show such an expression. Lance guessed that this man named Als Joses must have other more unusual identities.

Sure enough, the next second Lei sighed and looked solemn, and he explained quickly while being alert.

"This guy is not a good guy. He has a nickname called Hyena Magician. Do you know where this nickname came from?"

Old Wims was alert but couldn't help being curious.

Lei clenched the magic wand and quickly recited a spell. Soon everyone realized that their bodies had become different. Old Wims laughed, clenched his fists, and then unclenched them, feeling the amplified power in his body. His mood became much better.

"I don't know how he got that nickname, but if I, old Weems, were to give you a nickname, I would definitely give you a very impressive name, like Muscle Enhancer or something like that."

Lei, who was still struggling, looked at him with a somewhat amusing expression, and it was obvious that he did not like this title very much.

"What kind of weird nickname is this? I feel like it's not much better than the Hyena Magician. Besides, it doesn't sound like a magician, does it?"

Old Wims grinned with joy, but his shrewd eyes remained vigilant, watching the direction where the sword energy was coming.

"Isn't that more appropriate? Anyway, you happen to like being a swordsman more than a magician, so this title sounds more suitable for you."

Lei was almost convinced by his twisted logic, "If you put it that way, it seems to be true."

The atmosphere at the scene was obviously extremely dangerous. What on earth were these two guys doing?

Red Beard stood aside with a tense expression on his face, his fists clenched white and his heart beating as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

They are indeed a group of rough mercenaries. They really don’t know what a crisis is. They are still laughing here.

If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have been sent here to cause trouble. What a bunch of brainless guys!

He cursed in his heart, but his eyes were fixed on Lance in the crowd.

He felt something was wrong with this guy from the very beginning, and he still feels something is wrong now. There is definitely something wrong with this guy.

He glanced over again, and suddenly met Lance's eyes.

What a pair of inhuman eyes, as cold and violent as a wild beast. Almost at the moment of looking at each other, Red Beard felt as if he was rushed towards by a ferocious beast, knocking him down and biting every inch of his skin. He wanted to open his mouth to shout but was bitten on the throat.

A bloody smell kept surging out of his throat, and his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears seemed to be soaked in blood. He couldn't breathe or see clearly, as if he was already dead.

"Ho, ho!"

A strange sound came out of Red Beard's mouth, and his weird expression attracted everyone's attention, and the next second!

A big sword fell from the sky and rested on Red Beard's neck. "Found it. All of you little ants, obey me if you still want him to be alive."