Reckless Through The New World

Not dreaming? !

The Count's body trembled slightly, and he felt that he was in a state of confusion, as if he had sunk into the ice water and kept sinking.

Then, the man began to approach slowly.

He still didn't say anything, but the pressure on the count was increasing.

"You... Who are you?" The Count finally couldn't help but asked loudly.

He didn't expect an answer, but the man spoke up.

"I'm Joseph Tarahan, the third earl of the Tarahan leader, and the seventh-generation head of the Tarahan family." The man replied, "So, who are you?"

The Count's body trembled, both from fear and from anger.

"I am Earl Tarahan, and I am the master of this land!" he roared loudly.

The man smiled sarcastically: "You? You don't look like an earl at all."

The Count's body stiffened, and of course he knew that he didn't look like an Count at all now.

Exhausted and embarrassed, now he is like a stray dog ​​that is dying. Apart from this outfit, he doesn't look like an earl at all!

Compared with him at the moment, the other party is more like Count Tarahan.

He had no doubt that if they appeared together in front of the soldiers now, the soldiers would only believe that the other party was the real thing, but they were fake.

"You...you want to take my territory?"

The man did not answer, but was still slowly approaching.

Seeing him getting closer and closer, the Count couldn't help but back away subconsciously. His courage has long been lost in today's setbacks, and now he is just a frightened bird. In the face of this strange and terrifying guy, even if he dares to shout, but in fact there is no other The courage to confront!

The two of them moved forward one by one and retreated. After a while, the Count stumbled and fell to the ground.

The fall was not heavy, but it was like the last straw that overwhelmed the camel, causing him to collapse completely.

"Help! Help!" he shouted hoarsely, "Devils, adventurers, anyone! Come and save me! As long as you come to save me, I will agree to any conditions! No matter what I'm willing to pay such a price! Help!"

The man stopped and smiled coldly: "You are so ugly. Besides, do you really think someone will come to save you?"

"Someone really came." Not far away, a voice replied, "Although it wasn't to save him."

The two turned their heads at the same time, only to see the air swaying like water waves, and then accompanied by a very slight "wave" sound, something seemed to break, revealing the figures of many people.

Among these people, some are tall, some are short, some are beautiful, some are ugly, some are fully armed, some are shirtless, some are shining with the light of God’s Holy Spirit, and some are black, and you can see that they are definitely not good people. of. They formed a circle here, posing as if they were watching a play.

One of them, a bear-headed man with a black and white head, was talking: "Erica, you are so wicked! What's the point of doing this?"

Of course, they are the traversers who "crossed the earth recklessly", and the one who talks is the panda.

"Erica, your enchantment is a bit level." Wu Mian said, "Even we were deceived, and it took a lot of effort to find it."

Although the two counts are exactly the same, but the level of embarrassment with each other, they know that the one standing is a fake, and the one sitting on the ground is the real one. Wumian is not a fool, so naturally he will not admit his mistake.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the earl also came back to his senses and shouted: "I know who you are! You are the orphan of the old Roca family!"

At this moment, the barrier was broken, and he immediately saw that the other party was actually somewhat different from himself - his stature was slightly shorter than his own, and his temperament was also slightly different from his own.

He couldn't see it before, not only because of the enchantment, but also because of the toxin on his body.

The combined effect of the toxin and the enchantment greatly reduced his ability to judge, and he was completely deceived by Erica, almost to the point of a nervous breakdown.

After he figured out this matter, he suddenly thought of another matter, his body shuddered, and he asked, "You...you actually exist?"

"Why do you think that I don't exist?" Erica asked coldly after a flick of her figure, returning to her usual appearance.

"I thought you didn't exist, it was just a story made up by those adventurers." The earl said, "In the beginning... the Roca family should have died..."

"It should be dead, but no." Erica replied, "This is probably the arrangement of fate, I am destined to avenge my family!"

There was no viciousness or resentment in her tone, just a kind of icy coldness.

Anyone can feel that in this coldness, there is an unshakable determination.

"Vengeance... You are indeed qualified to take revenge." The count regained his composure and even smiled, "Come on then, come and avenge your family. I have no strength to resist now."

Erica shook her head: "Just killing you, how can it be considered revenge? My family was killed back then. Don't kill the Tarahan family, don't kill all those who support you, don't kill all of you Territory, how can it be considered revenge!"

As she spoke, her tone became more and more intense, and she was already screaming at the back: "Kill you alone? Dreaming!"

Seeing her so angry, the count became more and more relaxed.

He turned to look at Wusian: "Your Excellency Eric, is this person your companion?"

"of course not."

"So, will you watch her complete her revenge?"

Wu Mian pondered for a while and shook his head: "Killing the entire city of Tara Khan is too much. We can't allow it."

The count showed a relieved smile: "Then, I'm relieved."

He said to Erica: "In our aristocratic circle, it's really not uncommon for you to kill me and I kill you. Over the years, I have not destroyed one or two families. If you want revenge, I have no problem. But You always have to pay attention to a rule in doing things, and it is against the rules for you to put your hatred on the people led by Tara Khan."

"Rules?" Erica sneered. "For revenge, I sold my soul to a demon for a long time. Why should I obey the rules? Why do you tell me the rules!"

"It's just the group of people surrounding us now," the Count replied. "You don't have to tell me the rules, and I don't have the ability to force you to obey the rules. But you can't break the rules with them."

Erica looked at the transmigrators coldly. Of course, she knew how powerful this group of people was. Unless she was hiding in the dark to assassinate, she was really not the opponent of this group of people.

Originally, she wanted to hide in the dark, but when she saw the count of the Count in a state of embarrassment, she couldn't help but jump out.

This guy, Joseph Tarahan, must not be allowed to die peacefully in this wood! She wanted him to collapse completely in extreme fear and panic, and die tragically!

She combined poison and enchantment, combined with the effect of the "deceiver's mask", to create the illusion of "another earl", and wanted to use this illusion to force the earl to collapse completely, so as to complete part of her revenge.

However, the enchantment she learned from the devil was broken without being able to persist for a long time.

She was disappointed.

So now, it's time to retreat...