Reckless Through The New World

During the entire process of Manu's death, the transmigrators and the character of unknown origin had been silently confronting each other, not saying a word. It was not until Manu was completely dead, and the corpse was overflowing with rotten smell, that the man finally spoke.

"Now... what time is it?" His voice was a little hoarse, especially the first few syllables, with a clear feeling of difficulty, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and seemed to be just learning to speak.

Along with the opening, the layer of red light that shrouded him quickly faded away, but it was a rather handsome young man. He has a pair of strong eyebrows and a nose with a slightly hooked feel. He wears a suit of armor that looks like a nobleman, without a helmet, and his light brown hair is quite soft and does not look difficult to get along with.

Judging from his age, he was about twenty-four or five, and he was in his prime. But his face did not have the vigor of a young man. Instead, he looked gloomy and gloomy, as if he was still a little confused.

The travelers looked at each other, and Long Biao replied, "This year is the 788th year of the mainland calendar."

"The mainland calendar... 788 years!" The man's body trembled slightly and sighed in a low voice, "It's almost... two hundred years..."

The traversers were shocked - it's been almost two hundred years? ! This Xiongtai, whose words are not easy to say, is actually a person from two hundred years ago?

"What do you call your Excellency?" Because of his shock, Long Biao even spoke in a sloppy manner.

"I... my name is San, San Drake." The man sighed and spoke more fluently, "If the Drake family of Thrace were still alive, I would be one of their ancestors."

"The Drake family is indeed still there. They are now... It is said that they are about to be promoted to dukes." said Gondor, who was relatively familiar with the general situation of the world.

San Drake exclaimed: "In just 200 years, from earl to duke?"

He was silent for a while, as if thinking, and then asked, "Is something wrong with the kingdom of Thrace?"

Before waiting for the transmigrators to answer, he said again: "Did the Thracian family and the Pieduc family turn against each other? Or did the Elanz family become independent?"

The transmigrators looked at each other in dismay, admiring the ancient man two hundred years ago.

This Xiongtai has obviously been out of the world for almost two hundred years, but he even speculated that something happened to the Kingdom of Thrace from the news that "the Drake family is going to be promoted to Duke", and even the reason for the accident was correct. The keen sense of political smell is indeed admirable.

"You're not the Earl of Drake two hundred years ago, are you?" Gondor asked suspiciously.

"Of course not!" Sang laughed. "Strictly speaking, I was the younger brother of Earl Drake two hundred years ago, and he was the third in the family."

"The third place is so powerful?" Dak Sek, who just wanted to rush over and hack Manu to take revenge, said suspiciously, "You blocked us all by yourself just now... Even among the legendary powerhouses, it can't be counted. Weak. Was the Thracian kingdom two hundred years ago so strong?"

Sang froze for a moment, then looked down at his hands.

"I remember, I'm just a high-level knight, and I didn't step into the legend..."

He lowered his head and tried to clench his fists. The bright red Dou Qi emanated from his body, accompanied by a strong smell of blood, which filled the entire hall at once.

And his body trembled, and a vague sound came out of his mouth.

"This...is this...power?"

"Power...power...power!"

His voice soon lost its clarity, became more and more vague, and gradually revealed the meaning of madness.

The transmigrators looked at each other and vaguely guessed a few points. Luo Ma rushed over without saying a word and shouted: "Sober up!"

Along with the roar, he raised his shield and wanted to jump up and smash the opponent's head with the shield, using physical means to wake up Sang.

But before he could rush in front of Sang, Sang raised his head.

Those eyes that were originally confused had turned blood red, the murderous aura continued to overflow from his body, and many red, purple and black patterns appeared on his face, making him look extremely hideous.

In the face of the dwarf rushing over, he waved his long knife without hesitation.

"kill!"

Loma just waved his shield and blocked it, and the whole person suddenly fell and flew out like a rolling gourd.

"Damn! This guy has a lot of strength!"

Loma was slashed with a knife, and Sang immediately rushed towards the passers-by. The long-handled knife in his hand glowed with a strange red light, which was creepy.

The traversers still didn't understand that there was something wrong with this guy, so they hurriedly put on a BOSS battle and fought him fiercely.

In the deepest part of the cave, Norman Speak is still performing the transformation ritual. Suddenly, he paused for a moment and sniffed.

"Curse of Rot? That useless thing from Manu!"

Although he was not at the battle scene, nor did he use magic to observe the situation on the battlefield, as a master of evil magic, he only guessed the method of the transmigrators to defeat the slave trader Manu just from a faint smell.

"Forget it, that guy is useless anyway." He said nonchalantly, "As for the experiment that cooperates with him... Maybe it can last a little longer than him? Maybe just words can delay a lot of time. …”

"It's a pity that there are too few strong men in the world. For more than 200 years, most of the materials I have collected are those high-level peak materials. The legends that are catalyzed by magic transformation are completely different from those who have stepped into the legend before the transformation. of!"

With that said, he turned his head to look at the flickering crystal not far away, thought about it, picked a few at random, and pointed to them one by one.

Every time he pointed, a crystal collapsed. The frozen creatures in the crystal are free again. Most of these creatures are monsters, and there are also one or two humanoids. Needless to say, the monsters stood there dumbfounded, waiting for orders. The one or two humanoids also mechanically re-dressed the equipment around them, and then also stood still, waiting for the master's order.

The devil looked at them nonchalantly, then flashed red light on his hand and pointed towards the top of the cave.

"In the past, kill all the guys that are not demons there."

These creatures who had been transformed into puppets by him immediately took some mechanical and stiff steps and hurriedly ran towards the top of the cave.

Watching them leave, Norman nodded: "Anyway, this kind of experiment is easy to come by, send a few more and ensure enough time."

After doing this, the villain who has been hiding in the world for many years will ignore the puppets who are going to meet the crusaders, and then turn his attention to the blood pool in front of him, focusing on Brave's transformation work...